Wu Suyou's eyes were firm, the shuriken flowers were surging, and the sword in his hand was dancing like a spiritual snake.

The extremely fast rhythm was almost, so that the other party couldn't see his sword movement clearly.

That's fast, fast!

Wu Suyou felt as if he had forgotten everything around him, forgot the noisy crowd in the audience, and even forgot himself about Li Yue, who was fighting with him opposite.

With only the sword in his hand, and that sword only himself, I felt as if I was in a void.

I am the sword, and the sword is me.

At this moment, Wu Suyou was unexpectedly self-taught.

The place where the arm is swung is the place where the sword intent reaches.

For a while, the sand flew away, and the wind brought by the long sword in Wu Suyou's hand startled a falling flower.

It was originally the petal that Li Yue'e used as a weapon before, but it actually attacked her.

The falling flowers that are full of startles in the sky look very beautiful from a distance, but although the falling flowers are beautiful, they hide a murderous intention.

Wu Suyou fused the sword intent he had just comprehended into the sword moves he sent, and the winds that were stirred up by him inadvertently cooperated with his sword qi to form one fierce rain of flowers after another.

Wu Suyou was in this mysterious feeling, wantonly swaying all the actions he could think of in his heart.

Li Yue'e had a big alarm in her heart, although she was not a sword cultivator, she could also see that the other party had comprehended the sword intent.

You must know that there are a lot of sword cultivation in the world, but there are very few people who can comprehend sword intent.

Beads of sweat had already appeared on Li Yue's forehead, she was a Fa cultivator, and it was a helpless move to fight him with a sword.

If he really understands it now, then he will definitely lose today.

Li Yue'e looked at the rain of flowers coming towards her in the sky, gritted her teeth and activated the defensive array on her magic robe.

The wide-sleeved fairy dress emitted a faint light, blocking all the petals that were close to her an inch away from her.

Li Yue'e now has to deal not only with the sword in Wu Suyou's hand, but also with the flower language that attacked him, and the whole mind is exhausted.

Although she was tired of coping, Wu Suyou's heart was not on the competition at all.

He was now like a machine, the world in his eyes was black and white, with only a sword in his hand and nothing in front of him.

All he wanted was to swing the sword in his hand, and he didn't know if he was Wu Suyou or the sword now.

At this moment, he completely entered the realm of the unity of man and sword, and foreign objects could not shake him at all, and he could not be interfered with by external objects.

Wu Suyou felt as if he had become a sword, and his eyes became dull.

Li Yue'e suddenly noticed this, clenched the sword in her hand and planned to break through from it, she struggled to cross the sea of flowers.

The treasure clothes on his body were smart, and the double swords stabbed towards his life, but they didn't reach his neck.

Wu Suyou opened his eyes suddenly, and his body was like a ghost, leaving his previous position at a speed that was almost impossible for a human body.

Li Yue'e didn't expect that she pounced into the air, and as soon as she turned around, Wu Suyou stood behind her, and the soft sword in Wu Suyou's hand was as soft as a string.

Li Yue'e opened her eyes, raised her hands, and crossed the two long swords above her head, she just wanted to block the sword that Wu Suyou slashed over.

But he didn't expect that with a flick of his wrist, the sword stabbed into his magic robe at an angle he couldn't imagine.

Before Li Yue'e could breathe a sigh of relief, the sword in Wu Suyou's hand was like a living thing, and it went straight up her chest, and suddenly hit her neck.

Although she has her own wide-sleeved flowing fairy skirt, the faint aura emitted by it protects her fragile neck.

But Li Yue'e could feel the extremely terrifying power coming from the sword, that power seemed to come from ancient times, and it could tear her apart in the next second.

Wu Suyou seemed to have comprehended his sword intent, and it seemed that he had not come out of that mysterious realm.

Li Yue'e swallowed her saliva, knowing that she was already defeated now, and this sword had now been perfected by him.

Even if he can escape his trick, can he really beat him later?

Li Yue'e is no longer a question of whether she is sure or not?

Instead, the sword in the hand of the person opposite told her again that the reason why Wu Suyou did not continue to make moves was to show mercy to his subordinates.

Li Yue's hand clenched and loosened, and finally reluctantly threw down the sword in her hand.

"I lost."

After Li Yue'e said this, her whole body suddenly relaxed, she felt that the pressure on her body before was completely gone, and she seemed to have been redeemed.

Yes, maybe losing is not something that can't be seen.

can fight with such a person, and it is worth it for her Li Yue'e to lose.

After Wu Suyou said this, he suddenly sobered up, and he completely woke up from that mysterious and mysterious understanding.

Wu Suyou stared blankly at the sword in his hand, those sword moves just now didn't seem to have been thrown out of his hand, he knew that he had never learned such a move.

The momentum exuded by his own moves and styles seemed to be inadvertently the same as the totem seen in the phantom array.

He was vaguely uneasy in his heart, and he didn't know whether this was good or bad for him.

He cautiously glanced at the high platform, and saw that the high-ranking monks on the high platform did not react, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wu Su Yousheng!"

Wu Suyou walked to the stage like waking up from a big dream, and some acquaintances congratulated him, and Li Yue'e, who lost the game before turning his head, was naturally among them.

After thinking about it, he stepped forward to talk to her: "Senior Sister Li, I couldn't help it before. ”

Wu Suyou paused and thought of what was released from his mouth before, and scratched his head a little astringently.

"Senior sister, if I said something bad on that stage before, please don't take it to heart, you also know that I am a person... There are no two or two doors on the mouth. ”

Li Yue'e obviously didn't expect that Wu Suyou would be able to apologize to herself for this incident.

She pursed her lips and smiled and shook her head: "It's okay, I understand, thank you for your mercy just now." ”

Wu Suyou was slightly stunned when he heard this, and finally smiled, exchanged a few words with her, and left here.

The deacons and elders on the stage began to announce the next round of competition.

The next competition was between Yi Ranchen and a monk Wu Suyou didn't know.

After Wu Suyou went to the head of the house to report, he hurriedly ran back to watch her competition.

Yi Yanchen played decently, one move and one style was calm and atmospheric, and it didn't take long for him to successfully win the game.

When Wu Suyou stepped down after the Yi Zhanchen competition, he congratulated her on winning the competition, and she was about to celebrate with three or five friends.

The competition lasted for another three or five rounds, and when the sky was getting darker, the sect ended today's competition and instructed those disciples who had not yet competed to rest for one night and continue to compete.

The disciples bustled back to their caves, and Wu Suyou and his friends also went to the place where they had made an appointment to celebrate.

I didn't like it, but I looked at Wu Su's back and left thoughtfully.