"Hold me close, and you will be held close by me. Chu Haoyun sneered, and in Tong Wuji's shocked eyes, the sword shadow sutra transformed by the power of his battle soul was swallowed by him, and countless sword shadows floated and disappeared. The sword shadow that appeared again, with a trace of purple Yuan Force, was under Chu Haoyun's control, attacking him from behind.

"Stand down!" Tong Wuji's strength exploded, sending Chu Haoyun flying out. The sword intent on his body floated, but he didn't have time to make an effective defense, so he could only barely protect the vital points around him. The sword shadow swept, and when he was scattered by Tong Wuji, his clothes had been torn countless times, and under the ragged clothes, a trace of vermilion dripped down.

This kind of physical trauma can't scar him at all, but his image is completely ruined. Tong Wuji roared like crazy, no longer attacking with hand-to-hand combat, and swept down the platform one by one with the sword seals of the sky.

Chu Haoyun was also helpless when he saw him going crazy. The difference in strength between the two is too great, even if Liu Xiangling protected his body just now, he can only stalemate with him for a moment.

Seeing the chaotic sword sweeping, he had to use the ghost shadow trail with the instant shadow dodge again, and use the power of the battle soul to dissolve the aftermath of the devouring sword power. From time to time, he could still launch an attack, although he was still suppressed, but the aftermath of the sword power was no longer waiting to hurt him.

Outside the field, everyone was talking about it, and the battle that should have ended within ten moves evolved into such an entanglement as it is now. Tong Wuji's attack was fierce, the sword seal turned into a giant peak, Chu Haoyun's body was ghostly, and with the power of the battle spirit, he could always break through the sword seal blockade at the most critical moment.

At this time, everyone didn't know that Chu Haoyun had already used the power of the Phantom Pupil. If it weren't for the power of the illusion's rebellion to block most of his attacks, he would not have been able to resist such a dense sword mark bombardment.

In the blink of an eye, it is crazy, the limit of 100 moves, and only the last trick is left.

Tong Wuji's expression was solemn, concentrating his momentum, and he was ready to launch the strongest blow. This is his last chance, although Chu Haoyun on the opposite side has been injured many times, he always looks like a vigorous tiger, except for the blood stains on his body, there is no sign of injury at all.

Chu Haoyun's expression was slightly tired, in this case, most of his methods could not be used. It's all about the squandering of Yuan Force, if it weren't for the relationship with the Soul Bead, his Yuan Power is comparable to that of a strong person who surpasses him, and it would be difficult for him to support it until now. The power of Xuan Mo could not be used, and now his second qi sea, the Yuan power was already very thin.

"Boy, your tenacity is beyond my expectations, but that's the end of it. Tong Wuji's expression was solemn, and his next move may determine his future fate.

Chu Haoyun was indifferent, if it weren't for Liu Xiangling's help, he wouldn't know how many times he would have died now. Feeling the sharp aura on Tong Wuji's body, Chu Haoyun made a decision in his heart. The blade of the sword was raised, the disillusionment bubble, and the floating breath of life and death made Xue Feishuang's eyes on the edge of the platform slightly startled.

Staring at Chu Haoyun, Xue Feishuang muttered thoughtfully: "This breath is the same as what the master once described...... Like!"

"Death! Bipolar Flow!" At the last moment, Tong Wuji unleashed the most powerful bipolar sword move. The bipolar pour, the scorching heat and flame, until the frost and snow appeared, intertwined into a two-color sword pillar, slashing the void.

"It's just a façade!" Chu Haoyun also snorted coldly, and his sword moves, which were similar to him but completely different, came forward.

With a sneer, the sword stream in front of Chu Haoyun swept across and turned into two streams, one condensing the will to life, and the other disillusioning life and death. The two sword streams converged in mid-air and exploded violently, blasting the space into a pitch-black void. Unlike Night Seventeen's Demon Soul Sacrifice, it was a complete black hole, as if it could devour everything.

The move obtained by the Phantom Valley, the eighth sword intent move hidden above the sword peak. The cycle of life and death alternates, turning into the gate of reincarnation and devouring all things.

"Uh-" At the moment of the confrontation, the corner of Chu Haoyun's mouth spilled blood again. The Black Hole Sword Wheel surged forward, rushing towards Tong Wuji while continuously devouring the bipolar sword stream. At this moment, Tong Wuji actually sensed the breath of death in this slightly familiar sword move.

At the critical moment, he took off in the air regardless of the image. However, at the moment when he took off, Chu Haoyunwan's mouthful of blood spurted out, his body trembled, and he almost fell to the ground. After all, the gap between their strength is too big, although the sword of reincarnation is strong, it is not something he can control now, even if he has Liu Xiangling to protect his heart, it is difficult for him to suppress that terrifying backlash.

Bang –

As soon as the anti-devouring phenomenon came out, the sword of reincarnation collapsed with a bang. The sword stream that was swallowed by it also exploded in an instant, overflowing in all directions. made the students below jump for a while, if it weren't for the timely action of Jia Yu and others, I am afraid that there would be deaths and injuries under guard.

Tong Wuji's face was gloomy to the extreme, if he didn't choose to retreat just now, as long as he insisted on it for a moment, Chu Haoyun would not be able to bear the backlash and be killed by him. Now, however, he was badly wounded, but he did not admit defeat, and he himself failed to kill him. The limit of 100 moves has passed, and all this is a foregone conclusion.

In retrospect, the sword move just now seemed to have a restraining effect on the eight-pole sword move, making him subconsciously feel that he couldn't break through.

"The limit of 100 moves has passed, Tong Wuji, you should leave. Xue Feishuang's voice resounded throughout the audience, and then before everyone came to their senses, he said, "Next!"

Chu Haoyun had already returned to Ye Seventeen, and Tong Wuji's departure from Qingyue Mansion was already doomed. Although Chu Haoyun doesn't have the ability to kill him now, if he is so humiliated, he can be regarded as recovering a little interest first. As long as he breaks through again, he is confident that he will defeat it without relying on Liu Xiangling's strength!

"Are you okay?" Ye Seventeen asked with concern, looking at Chu Haoyun's bloodstained appearance, a little speechless. This guy is too reckless, isn't it!The ninefold peak of the Void Spirit Realm, if he is not careful, even his current state may be lost. However, he was also more curious, in this battle, Chu Haoyun's injuries were so serious, he would have died several times under normal circumstances, but now he is still alive.

"It's okay, let's continue to watch. Chu Haoyun waved his hand without hindrance, Ye Seventeen pursed his lips, and was about to ask, when his face suddenly turned condensed, and he scolded in a low voice: "Grandma's, can this battle be replaced by people?"

"Do you think this is playing?" Xiao Tian glanced at him, looking at Ye Seventeen, who was a little nervous, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Night Seventeen was nervous, because it was the Snow Dance sister he was talking about who was on stage at the moment. Although the Snow Falling Dance directly entered the Qingyue Mansion by special means, it was also a new student. And Chu Haoyun had also promised Duanmu to seal the dust, and he had never told Ye Seventeen about their relationship. If he knew the identity of Falling Snow Dance, he probably wouldn't be so worried.

After all, the neutral camp represented by Duanmu Fengchen is also an extremely strong existence. Unless several forces reach the point where the real water and fire are intolerable, they will take action against them. Otherwise, it would be unwise to make enemies in vain.

Sure enough, Night Seventeen's worries were unnecessary, the strength of the Falling Snow Dance itself was in the Void Spirit Realm Sevenfold, and no one wanted to offend the neutral camp. After the Snow Dance chosen, the guy who belonged to Xiao Tian's camp directly admitted defeat and withdrew.

"Haha, that's great, it's not my Snow Dance sister. Night Seventeen jumped excitedly, even happier than if he had won. Dumpling Xue Wu glanced at him coldly, if there was no limit, she really wanted to choose this guy and beat him up.