The sword killing machine in front of him suddenly appeared, and Yi Tiju looked at the thousand identical bladeless swords in front of him.

Without him having to think about it, he could sense that if these swords fell on him, they would definitely turn into a sieve.

Yi Tiju gritted his teeth, the crisis was approaching, and the tip of the sword was densely packed like a sword net woven by endless black dots.

The Pottle flew up the giant flask, his lips lit up, and a string of dark incantations came out of his mouth.

The water stains on the ground suddenly moved, and the sticky water streams converged to form a thin film of water.

The water film seems to be extremely fragile, but it is very resilient, and those small dots just touch the water film as if they have run into an obstacle.

However, those blades were extremely sharp, and after two breaths, the water film could not withstand the pressure of so many swords and broke through the middle.

The flow of water changed rapidly, and it didn't take long for a new water film to form, layer upon layer, hindering the speed of the sword.

Wu Suyou could clearly feel that the previous sub-body was hidden in those water films.

They were like a bunch of insatiable little creatures devouring the aura attached to his sword.

The gelatinous water droplets protect the fragile spirit insects inside, and although Wu Suyou is fiercely attacking, the easy pot is also handy to deal with.

Although these spirit insects did not have much spiritual power devoured from the sword, they also formed considerable power under the layers of obstacles.

Wu Suyou did not increase the delivery of spiritual energy, but allowed the spiritual energy on his sword to be sucked away by him.

Now that a lot of sword shadows had disappeared, Wu Suyou flew up, drew a sword from it, and attacked in the direction of the Yi Ti Pot.

Wu Suyou's speed was extremely fast, and it was impossible to see his movements for a while.

It was like a flying arrow, piercing the thin barrier, and before he could reach the pot, he formed a new film of water.

Almost no one saw his movements, and Wu Suyou had already arrived in front of the easy pot.

The bladeless blade rested around his neck, and Yi Tiju swallowed it, his eyes full of fear.

"Forty-fourth, Wu Su Yousheng."

As Pu Fei's voice fell, the whole person of Yi Tiju breathed a sigh of relief.

His acting skills this time are really good, and he deceived both of them at one time.

However, this time the game is really difficult, usually do everything you can to win the game, but now you do everything you can to lose the game.

Now in the view of the easy pot, it is more difficult to win or lose deliberately.

Yi Ti Jug withdrew his wine jug and smiled at Wu Suyou facelessly.

"Senior Brother Wu, the friendship is still there after losing the game, if you need anything in the future, you can go to Liuguang Peak to find me, Senior Brother invites you to eat and drink!"

Wu Suyou felt that both of them had moved really in this competition, and his heart was a lot smoother.

So he said, "Senior Brother Yi, don't worry, if I have time, I will definitely find you for a drink." ”

and Wu Suyou exchanged notes with each other, and Yi Tiju left the competition stage with a smile on his face full of satisfaction, shaking his small wine jug.

staggered back to Streamer Peak's own room.

From the mezzanine of his room, he took out his most precious tortoise shell, and he got a few copper coins into it.

Mei Zizi shook it, after he befriended the nobleman, his fate would definitely change, right?

After shaking it for a long time, he muttered in his mouth and poured the copper coin out of the tortoiseshell. A row of copper coins is neatly arranged.

Yi Ti Ju stared at these copper coins tightly, his face was a little ugly, why is it still this hexagram?

He had obviously deliberately lost to Wu Suyou, and he was more or less in touch with him, why his fate hadn't changed.

Yi Ti Ju shook a few hexagrams one after another, and after he shook it, he found that there were no other changes in the hexagrams, all of which were bad omens.

Yi Tiju shook his head helplessly, if the final result was really like this, then there was no other way.

Fortune tellers can't do self-counting, healers can't heal themselves, and maybe they have committed taboos from the beginning.

If the hexagram is not accurate, or the variables do not come, he can only admit it, and it should be his life.

Thinking of the previous Wu Suyou, the Yiti pot suddenly came, and gave him the idea of shaking a hexagram.

As soon as he said it, he took out his flask and took a few sips, and when he took the last sip, he sprayed it on the tortoiseshell.

The tortoiseshell touched the color of the wine and became brighter, and the pot took out a string of copper coins from his bosom.

The coin was lined with red threads, and a small knot was carefully tied at the end.

The pot took five of the coins, put them in the tortoise shell, and began to shake wildly.

The copper coin fell from the top of the tortoiseshell to the ground, and the copper coin made a crisp sound when it hit the ground.

According to the appearance of them falling out and the information displayed on each copper coin, the Yi Ti pot began to calculate the fate of Wu Suyou.

This calculation made him discover something amazing.

One person has two years of life, and one soul travels out of the body?

What does that mean?

The Yiti pot did not deduce the meaning of this hexagram for a while.

His strength is indeed too low, there is no way to calculate more information, and the hexagram shows the past or the future.

Yi Tiju is unknown, he is too young This is related to Wu Suyou's identity, after all, he is a noble person, and he can't figure out anything?

There is nothing special, after all, the lives of ordinary noble people are closely related to the way of heaven.

Tianxin is unpredictable, although this is the hexagram he calculated with the least news, but Yi Tiju is not incompetent to accept this result.

Yi Tiju put away his tortoiseshell copper coin and began to meditate and exhale aura.

In the corner that Yi Tiju didn't know, there was a war that was slowly rising because of him.

After Wu Suyou's competition, he was wandering around without anything, but he didn't want to be suddenly stopped by someone.

"Wait, lad!"

A tall, middle-aged male cultivator stood behind her.

When Wu Suyou Zhang turned his head to look at him, he turned his head to look at the person behind him, and he was scared out of a cold sweat on his body.

He didn't even notice that there was someone behind him just now, and he was actually much stronger than ordinary monks of the same rank.

His perception, including his divine sense, was much stronger than others, and even then he didn't notice it when this person appeared behind him.

Wu Suyou glanced at her up and down, only to feel that the other party was unfathomable.

What is such a person suddenly looking for himself?

Wu Suyou adhered to the question in his heart and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The middle-aged male cultivator smiled: "This little friend, may I ask if you are a monk who came down from No. 44 just now?" ”

Wu Suyou nodded and looked at him suspiciously, waiting for what he said next.

I saw that the middle-aged male cultivator seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "In that case, that's great, may I ask if the monk who fought with you just now gave you a dozen transmission notes?" ”