On the competition platform, the sword light and sword shadow kept flickering, dazzling, making it impossible to look directly.

Yin Tong's offensive was still fierce, forcing Ouyang Xiaoming back step by step, and sparks kept blooming in front of the two of them, like gorgeous fireworks in full bloom.

Ouyang Xiaoming's figure finally came to the edge of the martial arts platform, Yin Tong's eyes were cold, his wrist was flipped, and the Tang knife slashed at Ouyang Xiaoming's waist and abdomen like lightning, actually trying to cut Ouyang Xiaoming's whole person in half!

It's just that although Yin Tong's offensive is like a tide, due to his impatience in his heart, the connection between the moves is far less smooth than before, so when this knife came, Ouyang Xiaoming was already prepared, his shoulders shook slightly, and he disappeared out of thin air.

In the next moment, Yin Tong suddenly felt a heat wave hit behind him, but it was Ouyang Xiaoming who appeared behind Yin Tong and swept out with a sword!

Above the hidden front, the flames surged, burning like blood!

Miscellaneous...... What? Yin's pupils suddenly contracted into a pin-like shape, this ghost-like way of moving, wasn't it his own body butterfly dancing colorful wings?

How could Ouyang Xiaoming dance with colorful wings!?

In a flash of lightning, Yin Tong quickly turned around, brandished the Tang knife to block the sweeping Zang Feng, the swords clashed, and the scorching air almost hit his face, making his breath stagnate.

"It's my turn. ”

The young man with his eyes closed raised his eyebrows, his left hand was suddenly raised, his five fingers were together, and the edge of his palm was like a knife, cutting towards Yin Tong's neck!

Ye Jia in the audience frowned and muttered, "No......"

Ye Xin beside him covered his mouth, his beautiful eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.

The move Ouyang Xiaoming used turned out to be the Empty Ming Palm Sword of the Holy See's contemporary Pope John!

Bang——!

The palm knife slashed into Yin Tong's neck, and a layer of white crystals on the neck of the feminine young man shattered, and his figure moved out horizontally against the edge of the competition platform, and the tip of the knife stood on the ground, dragging a long trace on the ground of the competition platform, which was able to stop the retreat.

"Hegemon?" Ouyang Xiaoming frowned, withdrew his palm sword, and at the same time released the hilt of Zang Feng's sword, allowing Zang Feng to fall.

Immediately after, he swung one leg back sharply, and then swung his thigh forward violently, kicking Zangfeng!

A terrible sound of breaking the sky sounded, and Zang Feng flew towards Yin Tong like lightning, and the red flames swept through the air, making Zang Feng look like a comet dragging a long tail!

This trick is like a withdrawal with plums!

Zang Feng came to Yin Tong in an instant, Yin Tong couldn't dodge, he could only put the Tang Dao horizontally in front of him, there was a loud bang on the ground, he shook violently, and involuntarily took a few steps back.

Before the last step fell, Yin Tong looked up, and his face changed greatly.

Ouyang Xiaoming squatted down, knelt on one knee, gently pressed his hands on the ground, and stood on tiptoe with both feet.

"Yikes!"

Wu Xiaoman raised his hand at Ouyang Xiaoming and exclaimed, "Isn't this my action?"

The moment the girl's exclamation sounded, Ouyang Xiaoming's hands had already been pushed off the ground, and the whole person rushed out like a tiger attack!

In the process of rushing forward, Ouyang Xiaoming probed his hand to hold the hidden feng flying in the air, and then dodged to Yin Tong's side, and stabbed Yin Tong in the chest with a sword!

Yin Tong, whose body had not yet stood firm, did not dare to take this move, and cast the butterfly dance wings to fly back, his body shook again and again, and when he landed, he had already opened a large distance from Ouyang Xiaoming.

"What's going on?" Seeing that Ouyang Xiaoming was still standing in place, Yin Tong couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, wondering why Ouyang Xiaoming didn't pursue him?

But the next moment, his cold hair suddenly exploded, and he said in shock: "This is impossible!"

Almost at the same time, Yin Yu in the audience lost his voice and said, "No!"

"Just get used to it. ”

Su Yu stood beside Yin Yu, shrugged his shoulders, and sighed, "Xiao Ming, this guy is so perverted. ”

I saw that on the competition platform, Ouyang Xiaoming stepped forward with one foot, retreated with one foot, slightly bent his knees, and placed Zang Feng on his waist.

This posture is exactly the starting style of the Yin family pulling out the knife and slashing!

Seeing Ouyang Xiaoming's posture, there was an uproar all around, and the shocking emotions in everyone's hearts reached an irreversible point at this moment.

Even the tyrant standing high in the sky had a hint of shock in his eyes.

"First Yin Tong's body technique, then Ye Jia, Li Zi, and Wu Xiaoman's moves, and finally Yin Yu's drawing ...... sword"

The tyrant smiled and said with interest: "Can you learn it all by just watching it once? ”

"Eat me!"

Ouyang Xiaoming slowly raised his eyes, his face was calm, and he said word by word: "Pull out! Knife!"

As soon as the words fell, Ouyang Xiaoming replaced the sword with a sword, and a sword slashed out!

Yin Tong looked solemn as if he was facing a great enemy, his fighting spirit surged out, and Tang Dao did not hesitate to stand in front of him.

That's when the unexpected happened.

There was no bright brilliance on the competition platform, Ouyang Xiaoming stood in place, tilted his head, maintained the posture of drawing his sword, and said with a puzzled expression: "Ahhhh

Yin Tong: "......"

Tyrant: "......"

Audience: "......"

"Hahahaha!"

Su Yu laughed heartily, laughing so much that tears almost flowed out, "Xiao Ming, why are you so skinny!"

Ouyang Xiaoming's face was full of shame, and he turned his head to Su Yu and shouted: "Mistake, it's purely a mistake!

"Bastard, you dare to tease me!"

The anger in Yin's eyes was almost bursting out, he put the knife into the sheath, and also put on a starting gesture of drawing the knife and slashing, and said coldly: "Let you see, the real drawing and slashing!"

The Tang knife vibrated violently in the scabbard, causing Yin Tong's body to tremble slightly.

Yin Tong said with a smile: "Use this trick to solve you!"

"Damn!

Ouyang Xiaoming looked at Yin Tong, with a look of sudden realization, "I understand, first of all, I have to store my breath!"

As he spoke, he placed Zang Feng on his waist again, and the crimson fighting qi flowed out of his palm, frantically surging towards Zang Feng's sword body.

Buzz!

Zang Feng vibrated at a frequency visible to the naked eye, Ouyang Xiaoming grinned, and said to Yin Tong: "Come on, come on, see whose sword drawing is more authentic!"

Yin Tong sneered, and the Tang knife slowly came out of its sheath by three inches.

Seeing this, Ouyang Xiaoming also moved three inches forward.

The two figures stood opposite each other.

After a short silence, the two of them shouted at the same time: "Draw your sword and slash!"

As the last word fell, two streams appeared at the same time, and the dazzling light instantly illuminated the entire competition platform!

With a loud bang, the red Liuhua and the snow-white Liuhua collided suddenly, and a powerful shock wave erupted, and in an instant, the wind overflowed, gushing out like a tide!

Severe cold, no, ask for a recommendation vote......

(End of chapter)