The six-petaled Luoying who is suitable for the talent has still caused himself to be injured and spurted blood, and now he is in the terrible killing realm of this Luoying, how can he be divided by these terrible falling inches. He is not afraid of death, if someone cuts off his whole body piece by piece, the last drop of blood will be shed...... The fourth night didn't dare to continue to think, and without hesitation, he threw down the snake stick in his hand, and said with a depressed and sad face, "I admit defeat!"

Ouyang Mingyue smiled again when she heard this, the other party's very cooperative attitude made her quite surprised, aren't killers usually not afraid of death? How could they admit defeat so quickly? But she didn't know that her own terrifying Luoying was far more terrifying than death.

After losing all three battles, the prince kept changing his sitting posture, although the amplitude was small, but it could show the extreme uneasiness and worry in his heart, and he was obviously starting to lose his breath. He swore he had never been so nervous, and even when it came time to announce the final choice for the crown prince, his heart was beating a little faster. And in the last three battles, each battle is enough to decide his future fate, and every loss seems to mean that he is a little closer to the breath of death, which is a little frightening.

The atmosphere in the hall seemed very strange, although there was silence and a needle drop could be heard, but the black-clothed killers around them showed some signs of commotion, as if they were communicating with each other with their eyes. The last remaining night, the second, the third night, was deliberating in a faint voice.

Halfway through the gambling game, presumably those big people waiting in the prince's palace should be a little impatient, right? The prince of the party concerned has not appeared for a long time, and the mission of this trip is not over.

Lu Suifeng and the others seem to have formed an indissoluble bond with the killers, and it seems that they will start a dangerous contest with them everywhere they go. Therefore, these ghost killers who have been hidden in the shadows for a long time have no secrets to them, and they seem to have become the stars of these killers.

"It's the third night!" looked at a man in black who walked out slowly, thin and slightly short. The fourth night whispered to Lu Suifeng: "Youshan is good at personal fighting!" When Yun Wuya walked out across the crowd, a startling gaze suddenly burst out in the slightly squinted eyes under the mask of the third night, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, penetrating the void, and the extremely sharp edge fell on Yun Wuya's body, making people's skin faintly painful.

The two stood across from each other, ten meters apart. Yun Wuya's body was like a sharp sword waiting to be unsheathed, exuding a cold edge. The figure of the other third night is constantly swaying slightly in place, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, which makes people feel a little dazzled, and a pair of vicious little eyes are staring at each other, like a snake aiming at its prey, and like a predatory eagle. Wait for the opportunity to move, find the best moment, and deliver a fatal blow at any time.

At the same time, there was a faint cold aura on the body of the third night, like the yin wind revealed from the crack in the door, like a knife and a needle, silently attacking the clouds standing opposite.

A cold gaze shot out of Yun Wuya's eyes, and a slight explosion erupted in the air.

Sword Momentum!Third Night frowned slightly in surprise, it was really unheard of for such a young man to be able to master such a profound and mysterious sword power. It seems that he has just advanced to the Xuanying Realm, and his speculation on the sword is only a little superficial, but the other party has been able to use it freely, and it seems that he has reached the realm of the unity of body, sword, and potential. Until this moment, he still couldn't see through the other party's cultivation realm, and although he was surprised in his heart, he didn't have the slightest panic, on the contrary, he even stimulated a strong battle intent in his whole body.

preemptively, a flash of blue light suddenly flashed in his hand, and he shot straight towards Yun Wuya. The blue light suddenly burst out on the way, filled with wisps of cyan silk threads, and the cold essence light spread out in all directions, and the hard ground was also cut into the slightest crack.

In an instant, Yun Wuya's figure had been cut into pieces of crumbs by strands of cyan silk threads, and they spread out in the air.

One blow was successful, and a trace of a cold smile just overflowed in the eyes of the third night, and then suddenly saw a little cold star quickly enlarged in front of him, and under the horror, the figure suddenly flew back, and the long sword in his hand swung out a sword shadow at the same time, and quickly swept away the other party's soul-chasing and life-threatening blow, and rose into the air with the momentum, as fast as an eagle striking the sky, and the next moment it appeared at the top of Yun Wuya's head, and the green flickering sword blade slashed down obliquely.

With a terrifying sword drawing technique, Yun Wuya clicked on the blade of the sword that flew down with incomparable precision, making a crisp sound.

On the third night, he didn't expect a blow to work, when the two swords collided, there was suddenly a short sword in his other empty hand, and he suddenly flashed three consecutive blows, picking, cutting, and spinning, and his whole body was infinitely close to Yun Wuyan.

One is long and one is short, and it is close to the body and fighting, which is difficult to prevent. The short sword is close, the power is doubled, and the lightning raid is even more lightning-like, with one move and three styles, it is bound to kill and kill.

But Yun Wuyan's sword can kill thirty-two birds at the same time as he breathes, including the birds in close quarters. The sword came out, and three slight sword collisions suddenly sounded in the air, and the opponent's three-in-one killing attack instantly collapsed.

Although the killing move of the third night was broken, the attacks of the entanglement and fighting were endless, and the body spun rapidly, and in the breath, it actually appeared behind Yun Wuya, and a cold glow went straight to the vest, intending to come out of the body. With a cruel smile, the sword and hand were deeply inserted into the other party's body.

"Afterimage!" The moment the sword pierced through his body, the third night reacted with agility. When he was shocked, seven endless afterimages suddenly appeared in front of him at the same time, and it was difficult to distinguish the truth from the false with the naked eye alone.

There was not enough time for it to make an accurate judgment, and he stared at the seven remnants, and the long sword in his hand swept without thinking, and the other short sword instantly locked onto the figure of one of the remnants and quickly slashed away. Seeing that the short sword was about to stab the target, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the wrist holding the sword, and then realized that at some point, his wrist was cut by the opponent's long sword, and a large area of blood oozed out. If it is a few points deeper, the wrist will be cut off alive.

I was shocked in my heart, and when I saw a little cold star rushing towards me, I quickly withdrew my short sword, and spun it in my hand, just colliding with the cold star. With the force of the impact, the figure squatted down, dodging and rushing out to the side. Suddenly an arc appeared under his feet, and a sword stabbed into Yun Wuya's thigh.

This series of changes is extremely weird, and ordinary people are afraid that it will be difficult to escape the catastrophe of a sword. But Yun Wuya was not an ordinary person, his sword struck the short sword from an incredible angle, and a sonorous sound sounded, and the short sword was suddenly swept away by a latent force.

On the third night, taking advantage of this swing, his body turned sharply, and he slashed at the other thigh of the opponent with a sword, and the speed was extremely fast.

The long sword in Yun Wuya's hand suddenly fell upside down, as if he had been waiting for the other party's slash there, and the entire wrist handed out on the third night happened to meet the upside-down blade. It was as if it had been directed before, and the other hand of the third night was brittle and a cut was cut at the same time, and blood splattered.

If it weren't for Yun Wuya's mercy, he would have handled it very accurately, but I was afraid that his two wrists at the moment would have been cut off alive.

When he screamed in pain on the third night, he saw a shining starlight flickering in front of him, and he couldn't dodge it anymore in a panic, and the other long sword in his hand rose rapidly, and once again narrowly collapsed the opponent's mortal sword.

For the first time in his life, he was defeated in his close-fitting grappling skills, which he had always been proud of. No one has ever been able to let him get out of the way after being close, even if the other party's body is extremely weird. However, he seems to have encountered the most terrifying star in his life today, and he is proud that the technique of personal entanglement and fighting not only has no success, but he almost broke a pair of wrists, which is a result he never dreamed of.

The nightmare doesn't seem to be over yet, it's still going on.

Yun Wuya did not pursue, a sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and his whole body was as cold as snow in winter, and the cold air was fierce;

"Your sword is too fast! it's the fastest sword I've ever seen in my life. "The third night told the truth, still without losing the true character of a killer;" However, I will not admit defeat if I have the strength to fight. ”

"Is it? a sword is enough!" Yun Wuya's words moved, and a series of afterimages flashed behind him.

A dazzling light flashed in front of the eyes of the third night, and his heart trembled, and he felt a cold place in the center of his forehead and eyebrows, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to wipe it: blood!

Raising his eyes to look at the other party, he still quietly maintained the posture of pointing his sword diagonally at the ground, as if he had never moved. However, it is certain that the other party must have made a move, and the blood in his hands and the faint pain between his forehead and eyebrows are enough to prove this.

Spike!

On the third night, I finally realized that I didn't even see how the other party made a move, so I was "killed" in an instant. The right talent is thrilling, and the dangerous fight is just a child's play, and the other party seems to be intent on letting himself show his mastery, although the killing machine is cold, but there is no killing intent. As a top killer, he is very sensitive to danger signals, and if the other party didn't deliberately keep his hands, his own pair of wrists would have long since ceased to exist. There is no such thing as a fluke in the world, but there is an unknown reason hidden in it.

"I lost! Although he has done his best in his life, he is still not your enemy. The killer is not afraid of death, but he will never send him to death!" The third night put the blade back into the storage ring, and couldn't see the expression under the mask, and arched his hand towards Yun Wuya, which showed a gesture, what is the body?

His Royal Highness the Prince's heart sank down again, and the odds of winning the gamble were decreasing, glancing at the only two men in black who had not yet entered the palace; the divine light of the first and second nights was unusually calm, and no one could catch any emotional changes from this calm divine light.