Yi Tiju looked at the nameless treasure knife in front of him and swallowed.

Today, the tortoiseshell hexagram will not abandon him, this person will never be right and cannot fight!

This is the future golden thigh to hug, can't be messed with!

He did everything possible to delay the time and not come to the stage, but he didn't expect that he was still forced to fight with him this time?

He doesn't have any great skills, but he can count the skills of hexagrams, and he has taken a hexagram for himself before.

There are thirty hexagrams in a row, and twenty-nine hexagrams are all a murderous word.

Only a hexagram is different from others, it is a trace of vitality, and the Yiti pot slowly calculates according to this trace of vitality to calculate his own nobleman.

His nobleman is traveling with him today, and it is difficult to find one of the noble lives in the world.

That's why he fought hard, and if he wanted to lose, he wanted to give Wu Suyou and exchange good karma with him.

I didn't expect that such a simple and simple idea would suffer so many setbacks.

Is it so hard to lose yourself?

Yi Ti Jug lay on the ground, thought about it and didn't know where to take out another flask, poured a few more mouthfuls into his mouth, and lamented his tragic fate.

"Senior brother, why don't you fight me?"

The tip of Wu Suyou's sword pointed directly at the chest of the Yi Ti Ju, and there was still a question in his eyes.

Yi Tiju wanted to cry without tears, and if he could talk to him, there would be no need to try his best to lose to him.

"Senior brother, can't you just win?"

Wu Suyou shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, no, fight with me!" ”

"Alas! Can't I just lose it? ”

The easy pot began to splash and play tricks, and Wu Suyou looked at the easy pot unrelentingly and wanted him to fight with him.

Pu Fei's face on the high platform became darker and darker, He originally thought that he was holding a sword in his hand, and finally the two of them were going to fight, but he didn't expect that it would be such a fight!

"I lost."

Wu Suyou looked at the easy-to-pick pot that fell to the ground and couldn't get up, and angrily sprinkled a handful of iron thorn seeds on the ground.

The iron thorns saw the wind and grew up, and in a breath, they covered the entire fighting platform.

Only a piece of the body of the pot-like pot was left untouched by iron thorns.

"Fight me!"

As soon as Wu Suyou's words fell, the iron thorns beside the Yi Ti pot grew a lot.

Seeing that the iron thorns were about to surround him, Yi Tiju had no choice but to stand up from the ground.

"Senior brother, I really convinced you, I can't beat you, why bother to try my hand with you, let yourself be injured by the beating."

Yi Tiju looked at Wu Suyou with a desperate face, thinking that he could open his mind and let himself lose smoothly.

"Senior Brother Yi, if you feel respectful of me, I'll fight me!"

Wu Suyou maintained the posture of holding the sword before, and looked at the Yiti pot motionlessly.

Yi Tiju suddenly realized, it turned out that it was not that he Wu Suyou didn't want to win, but that he lost in the wrong way!

Yi Tiju felt that he had realized what Wu Suyou wanted.

So, he looked at Wu Suyou with a righteous face and said: "Senior Brother Wu, you are right, I am indeed disrespectful to you like this, I am really sorry, in order to show my sincerity, fight with me, junior brother!" ”

Wu Suyou nodded: "Then take it, senior brother." ”

The white blade sliced through the sky, and the Easy Teapot summoned back to the silver flask from before, ready to fight.

The white blade carried a fierce sword intent, and in the next second, it was wrapped clean by the silver ribbon.

The wine is drawn like a milky way in mid-air, like countless stars flashing, Wu Su swims into softness, the silver bladeless blade swells and swirls, and then sharpens at once, and the two sword blades with soft power turn the air into two dimensions.

Wu Suyou's swordsmanship is changeable, and the silver kettle wine of the Yiti pot also becomes stronger and weaker with him.

The two of them are like Tai Chi Liangyi, with softness in steel and yin in softness, just like two inseparable black and white totems.

seems to be inconsistent but with a different kind of harmony, Yi Tiju worked hard to cooperate with Wu Suyou's sword intent, but he didn't show his edge, Wu Suyou's eyes were darker, this person didn't want to win at all.

He could feel that he was waiting for the right moment to lose to himself.

And this easy-to-pick pot feels like a mess of mud to himself, which can't be beaten to death, can't be eaten, and is separated from people.

"Senior brother, do you still look down on me?" Wu Suyou said angrily.

If this person doesn't want to win, why does he want to participate in the Mountain Gate Competition, and what is he doing it for?

Am I here to lose to myself?

Yi Tijug's eyebrows were twisted, obviously angry.

I've already done this, what do you want him to do?

He has already lost so hard, why is he not allowed to step down.

What exactly does this Wu Su Tour want?

I wanted to make myself a serious competition with him, and he did it.

Why don't you just refuse to let go of yourself, you really just want to lose, is it so difficult?

Yi Tiju felt that he was very pitiful, and there was no way for a while, he could only fight with all his heart.

Wu Suyou could feel the flowing water touched by the blade of the sword in his hand, and it instantly became stronger.

The originally weak and boneless flowing water suddenly became a wire around his fingers, tightly wrapping the tip of his sword.

Without revealing a single gap, Wu Suyou finally showed a smile on his face.

This man was finally willing to seriously go out to himself.

It was not in vain that he had good intentions for so long, just as he thought, rather than winning like this, it would be better to have a real gun and a real knife fight.

Wu Suyou accelerated the speed of imparting spiritual power, and the spiritual light of the sword tip became even greater, and its brightness could not be covered by the water flow of the Yiti pot.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths, the water shattered in response, like porcelain being smashed into countless pieces by stones.

The water burst out of the last brilliant trajectory of his life, and disappeared into nothing.

The jug grew larger and larger, growing to a man-high position and stopping abruptly.

The easy pot picked up one end of the flask and aimed it at Wu Suyou and pushed it in the direction.

In an instant, the waterfall pours down from the mouth, and the water comes together like a long river.

For Wu Suyou under the long river, he couldn't avoid being watered, and the water was not like ordinary water.

It is extremely viscous, and where it touches the ground, it shows layers of black spots.

This water is strange, it seems to be poisonous but not poisonous, and after a long time, Wu Suyou suddenly felt an itch all over his body.

Wu Suyou raised his arm, and suddenly found that there were layers of small worms in the mucus burrowing on his skin.

Wu Suyou frowned, he mobilized all the fire aura in his body to pour out of his body, and layers of flames wrapped his whole body.

The water vapor evaporated and disappeared in an instant, and the small insects hidden in the water also fell to the ground densely.

Wu Suyou cleared the obstacles from his body, and when he looked up again, the Yi Ti pot was getting closer and closer to himself.

Seeing that he was about to reach her, Wu Suyou hurriedly retreated.

A layer of enchantment was supported outside his body, and Wu Suyou threw out the long sword in his hand, and one sword instantly turned into a thousand swords.

The pots felt an extremely powerful force coming towards him.