"Wait!" At this moment, the voice of the head of the family sounded again, so surprised, so lost, so low.

The subordinate subconsciously looked towards the stage, and immediately, he froze.

On the test table, Ye Wuse also made a move. His sword is not fast, and it doesn't seem to give people a sense of subtlety, it's so simple, just like an ordinary person who doesn't cultivate at all and can't use a sword to stab out with a sword, but it's so accurate, every sword accurately stabs the cold star blizzard that Cheng Zhiyi's sword turned into.

One after another, the cold light of the sword star quietly burst like a soap bubble, turning into illusory, and the sword skills that were so subtle and mysterious that even many low-grade soul saints could not be compared, were easily dissolved by Ye Wuse.

"Impossible, impossible!" The sword in Cheng Zhiyi's hand was still swinging, but his face no longer had the confidence he had before, and he muttered to himself like a ghost.

His set of sword skills is called the Light Snow Thunder Sword, which was also taught by Su Muyun, and it stands to reason that with his current cultivation, he can't comprehend it at all, but Su Muyun forcibly improved his divine thoughts with a secret method, which is not easy to comprehend.

He had tried tricks with Chen Xin and others, and unless he relied on the suppression of strength, it would be difficult for even Lu Qinghong to receive his light snow thunder sword.

If Ye Wuse's strength is far superior to him, it is not surprising that such a situation occurs, but the problem is that he and Ye Wuse's cultivation are both the eighth rank of the Law Saint, and Ye Wuse's sword momentum is far inferior to him in terms of speed and strength, and even gives him a feeling of weakness, but why, his infinite sword skills are useless in front of him?

"Admit defeat, it'll look better to lose." Ye Wuse waved his sword with one hand, wiped his eyes with the other, and said with a sad face.

"No, I'm not going to lose, I'm never going to lose to you." Cheng Zhiyi roared and poured all the holy qi into the long sword.

Countless sword shadows and cold stars, like light snow, like lightning flashes, poured down towards Ye Wuse.

"It's so touching, it's too sadistic, who wrote it, stand up for me, I promise not to kill you!" Ye Wuse also screamed sadly, the long sword in his hand waved quickly, and two lines of tears burst out of his eyes at the same time, but his eyes became brighter, as if he could see through all the vanity in the world and see through everything in heaven and earth.

At a moment, everyone had a feeling: the whole heaven and earth were melted into Ye Wuse's sadness, or in other words, in his extreme sadness, the whole person was melted into all things in heaven and earth. That seemingly simple sword, therefore, is in harmony with heaven and earth, returning to the basics, and the way of the sword is natural!

It turned out that what he said was true, the more sad it was, the more powerful it was!

In one sword, thousands of changes! I saw that the Dao Dao was like a sword shadow cold star with light snow and lightning, like a snowflake under the scorching sun, quietly melting, turning into a hazy phantom, enveloping the figures of the two of them.

In the audience, everyone held their breath and looked nervously at the two figures in the hazy phantom.

"Choke!" With the crisp sound of the long sword landing, the phantom dissipated, and the figures of the two people came into view clearly.

I saw Cheng Zhiyi standing in place, his face was completely gray, the long sword in his hand had fallen to the ground, and the other long sword was against the vital point of his heart, and it could take his life with just a light send.

"Now, you should take my word for it, when I'm sad, it's really powerful." Ye Wuse said slowly.