However, this thin old man is by no means an idle person, although he cannot use the field in this special area, but the use of "potential" is not inferior to people. These ripples of water are all created by the mysterious power, and once they are touched, they are either killed or injured, and their threat is several times greater than the blade of a sword. This level of battle is beyond the cognition of ordinary people, and has reached the realm of turning reality into reality, and has completely risen to the level of confrontation and struggle between "potential" and "potential".

The strength cultivation of both sides has reached the level of breaking through the virtual realm, and they know the wonderful use of "potential" in their chests.

Therefore, this is not a threat to Yun Wuying at all. Standing as a blade, it slashed out in the air, silently slashing towards the ripples of water ripples that diffuse.

Poof!

As if a touch of lightning came to the sky, the cold light flashed suddenly, and the ripples like mercury leaking out of the ground were cut from it, and the ripples of the diversion were agitated, jumping and flying in the air uncontrollably, and bursting one after another.

Pedal Pedal Ped

But Wen the thin old man let out a muffled snort, staggered back a few steps, and the Xuan Force swirled and repulsed, as if it had injured his internal organs, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and spurt out a puff of thick blood, and his face instantly turned pale.

The battle between the potential and the potential, a face, a silent collision, seems to be Lang Jingfeng Ping, without the shock of opening the mountain and cracking the rock, in fact, it is thrilling, murderous, it can be described as dangerous, life and death. The layman looks at the excitement, and none of the people in the city are fuel-efficient lamps, and from the shocked faces of these people, they know that they are all insiders.

Although the two sides have not yet decided the winner, the strength shown by Yun Wuying at this time is greatly beyond the prediction of the audience, the kind of one-sided bloody killing surface that is taken for granted is not presented, on the contrary, the thin old man was injured and spurted blood, this huge contrast is difficult to accept for a while, and it is even more difficult to predict the next battle.

The thin old man wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes showed unbelievable surprise, "I didn't expect you to be able to surpass the old man in your true cultivation at such a young age." This seems to be a bit redundant, and the other party waved his hand to make the "momentum" of the tide that he was proud of collapse instantly, although he was suspected of underestimating the enemy, and was injured by the Xuan Li, but it was enough to prove that the other party's strength was never below him, and even more than that. Quickly take a pill to suppress the injury in the internal organs, the contempt is gone, and the mysterious power is all over the veins.

The thin old man put away a pair of short swords in his hand, and unexpectedly took out a long sword, the long sword slowly came out of its sheath, and pointed obliquely at Yun Wuying, ten meters away, and the slightly trembling blade of the sword penetrated the airflow of silk and purple electricity.

A simple gesture implied countless possible changes, and a strong murderous aura filled the air at the same time. No one would doubt that the other party was a kendo master, and this oblique finger had shrouded Yun Wuying's whole body in a fierce sword momentum, but he didn't know where his next sword would attack in an instant?

The sword intent and sword momentum are all condensed in this oblique finger, and ordinary warriors are bound to be robbed of their minds and are not afraid of a fight. It's a pity that his opponent today is not an ordinary martial artist, although he is not a kendo master, but he is the star of the world's kendo masters.

Lu Suifeng's original ethereal swordsmanship is also without moves and styles, let you have thousands of swords, I only do what I want, and the ethereal sword breaks it. There is no move and no style, but it contains the sword momentum of the world.

Yun Wuying's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but the corners of his mouth appeared with a vague smile. Squinting slightly, staring at the purple light current that emanated from the blade of the opponent's sword, "It turned out to be the Purple Lightning Shocking Sword? I wonder if it will be killed under your sword today?" "You actually know? However, it is not in vain to be able to die under the unparalleled Purple Lightning Shocking Sword in the world." The thin old man's eyes flashed with incomparable confidence, as if he saw the picture of the other party drinking sword blood and spraying it.

"Do you think there really is a peerless swordsmanship in the world? So, you just woke up to one mistake, and then started to make a second mistake, how can a person who always makes mistakes live for a long time?" Yun Wuying pouted under the light veil, "I really don't know how you survived at the age of two hundred?" "Hehe! When did your sister become so sharp-tongued? It turned out to be so mean and hurtful, I wonder if this old guy on the stage will spurt blood when he hears it?" Ouyang Wuji sighed at Yun Wuya.

"Fat man, learn to be a little bit! Don't draw your sword and slash people as soon as you go up, sometimes the sword can hurt people more invisibly than real swords and real guns. Yun Wuya said bitterly and coldly.

"This old guy is really unlucky, he dares to play kendo with Wuying, he really thinks he didn't die fast enough. Qingfeng sighed deeply for the thin old man.

While everyone was chatting, they were really hit by the fat man, although the thin old man did not spurt blood, but he was really angry. But seeing that on the ground, a figure rose three meters high in the air, because of the constraints of the qi, he could only jump so high, the long sword in his hand was raised high and suddenly slashed into the air, and a thick purple electric sword seemed to flash out from the depths of the sky, tearing through the barriers of space, and slashing straight towards the place where Yun Wuying was standing.

Fang Yuan's ten meters were all within the attack of the purple electric sword, and people didn't even have a chance to dodge and move. Yun Wuying still stood quietly, quietly watching the purple electric sword light rapidly enlarge in front of him, but he was wondering in his heart, I don't know if this "Purple Electric Sword Technique" is his "Purple Electric Sword Technique", or an upgraded version. But in terms of momentum, it seems that it is much worse than Luo Jinghong, because what he is using now is the "Purple Lightning Thunder Sword" method that has been re-evolved by the young master.

This thin old man was really unlucky, because the swordsmanship he was exhibiting at this time, Yun Wuying was too familiar, so familiar that he could perform a few styles at will. Next, the purple light will suddenly burst out one meter above the head, and then dozens of purple electric sword rays will suddenly be conjured.

This sword power is called "Purple Electric Coming from the East", Luo Jinghong has shown it in front of her I don't know how many times, although its power is not as good, but its trajectory and changes are not the same. The same sword momentum was repeated repeatedly, and Yun Wuying completely lost any threat.

Sure enough, in the next moment, when the power and murderous aura of the purple electric sword was at its peak, the opponent's sword-holding arm seemed to poke out from the clouds, and hundreds of criss-crossing purple electric sword rays burst out.

Choke!

Yun Wuying, who had been standing still, only suddenly moved at this time, and a silver sword aura suddenly slashed out of the air. No one could see how the sword was choked out of its sheath, but at the same time as the sword flashed, a vague phantom shadow also rose out of the air, and it shuttled between the gaps of the purple electric sword like a ghost.

Burst!

There was an imperceptible muffled sound in the air, followed by a blinding burst of blood. Someone saw blood! In the flash of purple lightning, two figures stood in the void, and no one knew who the blood was splashed from?

Bite!

A sword flew down from the sky, as fast as an arrow, and plunged more than seven inches into the lawn floor, and the bare sword body shook violently. This scene seems to be familiar, as if it is a knock-off card for another battle. The only difference is that on the hilt of the sword, there is a pair of wrist-level hands that hold the hilt tightly. That's all it is tick-tock, tick-tock!

There is blood dripping in the air, whose blood is it? All eyes are cast almost simultaneously on the three-meter-high void, and the answer is soon revealed; Yun Wuying is still standing in the air with his skirt fluttering, and someone is falling downside down from the air, and he knows that it is the thin old man without asking.

There was a gasping "hiss" in the air, and everyone's eyes were undisguised with astonishment, and some even asked themselves if they could escape from this shocking blow, let alone fight back against the enemy.

The thin old man's wrists were suddenly hit again, he lost too much blood, and the pain was so severe that he couldn't gather his strength to maintain his body in the void.

There was a kind of heroic sadness in his eyes, he never thought that he would lose at the hands of a young woman who was so unimpressive, and so completely defeated, that he could not even find a reason to comfort himself.

This sudden scene made the people in the Yunyan City camp all look like they had seen ghosts, their eyes widened in shock, their mouths opened wide, and they couldn't close their mouths for a long time.

In Yun Feiyan's heart, there was a turmoil, and it was only at this moment that he realized that the inexplicable potential uneasiness was not groundless. The brain suddenly cleared, and suddenly found that the battle situation of "using martial arts to determine the world" seemed to be going according to the direction and rhythm designed by the other party in advance...... That is, he will not let Yunyancheng lose face too much, and he will maintain a certain dignity, but he will not touch the bottom line of breaking away.

With Yun Fei's ingenuity, Si quickly realized that this battle situation had come to this point, and it was almost certain that there was no suspense at all, and in the next final battle, Yunyan City would definitely lose. Unless there is a problem with his judgment or some unexpected accident, it is possible to get away with the reversal. People will always report a good death, otherwise, life is really too depressing.

The last battle of Yunyan City is naturally the strongest player in the current camp, once he wins, he must continue to fight, and he really dares to change people easily. If it is still invincible, it can only end with sadness and anger.

In the camp of Aoyun City, everyone's eyes were on Lu Suifeng, and they didn't know who he would send out in this last battle. But in Lu Suifeng's heart, although there are many people who can win this place steadily, at least Long Fei and Qingfeng have entered the realm of the "Qiankun Realm", and there will be no possibility of losing.

It's just that, in order to act steadily, he still decided to play this field by himself. Because he was afraid that this dragon lion and Qingfeng would get out of control and make another human life, it would inevitably really ignite the big powder keg of Yunyan City, which was a situation and situation that he never wanted.