Lin Yu's persuasion didn't play any purpose, the competition between the people in the field became more intense, Lin Yu felt a little embarrassed, even if you want to send me pills, you don't have to do this, right?

But the persuasion was ineffective, Lin Yu didn't bother to pay attention to them, he simply sat down on the spot to regulate his internal breath, and he didn't know how long it took, the noise in his ears gradually subsided, and soon Lin Yu heard a somewhat indifferent voice, and when he opened his eyes, a slender man was looking at him proudly, he was carrying a sword behind his back, and he was also a swordsman. Lin Yu thought in his heart.

"Have you discussed it?" said Lin Yu with a smile.

"Hmph, you're really laid-back. The man sneered.

Lin Yu smiled noncommittally and asked, "What do you call it?"

"Wu Fei!" the man said in a cold voice.

"My rules, you know. ”

Hum.

Wu Fei snorted coldly, and with a wave of his sleeves, more than a dozen pills were directly mixed with those of Lin Yu before, but Lin Yu's eyes were good, he knew that the bet given by Wu Fei was four Pure Heart Pills, four Purifying Pills, and twelve Gathering Spirit Pills, and the value of the bets between the two sides should not be much different.

"Please. Lin Yu made a gesture of please, but Wu Fei was not polite, his heart moved, the dung beetle sounded, the long sword was unsheathed, Wu Fei's hands condensed into a strange law, the long sword emitted a blue light, and it was like a self-born spirit consciousness directly stabbed Lin Yu, Lin Yu could see the cold light flying with the naked eye, and when he reacted, the long sword was already close at hand, and he hurriedly dodged sideways, never thinking that under Wu Fei's control, the sword turned sharply and killed again.

Lin Yu didn't entangle, when he dodged again, he was already on tiptoe and held the sword towards Wu Fei, Wu Fei saw him like this, the corners of his mouth hooked up an indifferent smile, and he turned back lightly, and at the same time, the long sword returned to his hand.

If you want to compete with me in swordsmanship, okay, I'll give you this opportunity! Wu Fei thought proudly in his heart, a sword in his hand, heroic and majestic, without the slightest pause, he actually killed Lin Yu directly, waving his hand, the sword was in the air, and the killing machine burst out, but Lin Yu no longer retreated, his reaction speed was extremely fast, after turning around to dodge, the distance between the two was close again, and the person jumped into the air, and immediately slashed down with the help of the falling momentum, like thunder.

Wu Fei didn't dodge, and the horizontal sword blocked him.

While!

The collision of the two swords made a soft sound, Lin Yu's cultivation was already much weaker than the other party, and this head-to-head confrontation did not get half a point of bargaining, but was shocked to the point that the tiger's mouth was numb, and the whole arm had a slight stagnation.

Wu Fei is not comparable to Hao Dao and the like, he knows where he is the strongest, and he will not make such a low-level mistake as underestimating the enemy, he instantly stabilized his mind, his spiritual power turned sharply, and with a bang, the violent spiritual power was like a spring surging, Lin Yu's slightly thin figure was scraped away, and at this time it was Wu Fei's best opportunity to counterattack, and he had a good sense of battle...... How could it be spared?

The sword rose with a faint blue light, Wu Fei flew forward, and in an instant, thirty-six swords had already appeared, and a little sword light bombarded him, like a rain all over the sky, giving people a great sense of oppression, Lin Yuren was in mid-air, but he could still forcibly stop his body, rotate, cut down, unpretentious tricks, he wanted to break the face with points!

His choice was right, the sword rain was torn open, but he was not allowed to breathe, Wu Fei was already close in front of him, and the long sword in his hand was wielding wantonly.

"Hey, Lin Yu lost, even if the elite disciples made their own shots, they were not completely sure that they would be able to win against Wu Fei in a simple competition of swordsmanship. Someone outside the audience sighed, I don't know if I regret that Lin Yu is going to lose, or because the elixir that Lin Yu has will be given to Wu Fei.

"Yes, Wu Fei's swordsmanship, Zhang Hu's fists and feet, and Fengying's speed are called the three unique ordinary disciples of the inner gate, and now Lin Yu is competing with him in close quarters in swordsmanship, how can he not lose?" someone sighed again.

"Indeed, Wu Fei is from the Wu family of Xiafei City of the Red Lotus Empire, and the Wu family is a big swordsmanship family with a history of three hundred years, just the starting point is already much stronger than our disciples from ordinary families, I heard that when Elder Thunder Tiger went out to travel through Xiafei City, he found that his talent in swordsmanship was extraordinary, so he was invited to enter the inner gate of Heavenly Sword Peak, Elder Thunder Tiger is such a proud person, how can the person he personally recruited be inferior?"

"Competing in swordsmanship, we can't be Wu Fei's opponents, Lin Yu is naturally too, there is no need to look at this competition anymore. ”

It's just that in a very short period of time, the people in the audience have already picked up all of Wu Fei's family history and experience, and finally came to the conclusion: Lin Yu will lose!

With this mentality, everyone thought that they had completely seen through the battle situation and hugged their chests, but what made them puzzled was that the two people in the field were moving faster and faster, and they could still see the figures of the two at the beginning, but in the end, they completely disappeared into the sky.

With fast fighting, every confrontation is full of sparks, and the two sides are actually evenly matched.

"No, what the hell is this Lin Yu? It's been a quarter of an hour, why haven't you lost yet?"

"Lin Yu and Wu Fei competed in swordsmanship, but they didn't fall behind? Isn't this a little too crazy? I must be dreaming, yes, I must be dreaming, wake up......" Someone pinched his thigh violently, and he screamed in pain, and then he realized that he was awake, but if he wasn't dreaming, who could explain to me the strange situation that happened in front of me?

When outsiders were puzzled, Wu Fei was also more and more shocked, his speed had been increased to the limit, and he thought that he could easily crush Lin Yu, but Lin Yu, this kid, had also been speeding up, and he was playing faster and faster, and he didn't see him showing half an embarrassed posture.

What the hell? The reaction speed, the speed of the sword, and the timing of the sword, everything is incomparable, is this really the strength that a minor cultivator of the Yellow Order Eightfold should have? Wu Fei couldn't think much about it at this time, regained his spirit, and shook Lin Yu away with a sword again, originally he had absolute confidence in hand-to-hand combat, but now seeing Lin Yu like this, some fear actually rose in his heart, and he couldn't wait to distance himself.

But is it really that easy?

Lin Yu has never been afraid of competing with Wu Fei in swordsmanship, so after being shaken open, he drew a circle on tiptoe and flew out again, wanting to distance himself? The two fought again, the sword light and sword shadow flew out again, the scene was chaotic, and the outsiders couldn't see the figures of the two people in the field clearly, so they could only squint their eyes and wait for the result, Wu Fei let out a heavy snort, he was swept by Lin Yu's sword, and then the whole person flew out!

Lin Yu didn't pursue, in fact, it wasn't that he didn't want to, he really didn't have any spare strength, although he had the support of the Seven-Star Sword Technique, and his recovery ability was extremely strong, even so it was impossible to withstand his long-term confrontation consumption, so he had already begun to have phantoms in front of him now, but he knew that Wu Fei's condition would not be better than him, and the next thing might be the final competition, Lin Yu took a deep breath and looked intently at the direction of Wu Fei's upside down.

Wu Fei has stopped his body, his condition is indeed not too good, until now, he is facing the danger of depletion of spiritual power, his body is becoming heavier and heavier, and his consciousness is gradually beginning to blur, no one thought that this battle would be so difficult, Wu Fei did not expect it at all, he could only lift the long sword with difficulty, and in an instant, a sharp momentum came to the surface.

"This is the final blow. Wu Fei said coldly.

"This action...... Is it Fulong Xiangtian?!" Someone outside the field already exclaimed, it seems that he also has some understanding of this, his words just fell when he heard a dragon groan in a trance, and looked at the sound, Wu Fei's figure was shrouded in light, and faintly, a dragon phantom appeared on the sword, which seemed to be unstoppable!

"Die!" Wu Fei shouted, invoked the only remaining spiritual power, and rushed towards Lin Yu with the momentum of breaking bamboo, where Wu Fei passed, the martial arts training ground was shattered step by step, rolling up the dust, unstoppable.

"It's you who lost!" Lin Yu sneered and said softly, although he was already crumbling, his mind was still extremely clear, Fu Long Xiangtian was a very high-level sword skill, which could cause fatal damage to enemies above a line, and the destructive power was very strong.

But Lin Yu knew that Fulong Xiangtian also had a fatal flaw, once he used it, there was no possibility of receiving it, and he was a fixed line and fixed point damage, so to use Fulong Xiangtian he needed to grasp the timing very accurately, and he would generally choose to use it when the opponent was imprisoned and could not move.

On the other hand, Lin Yu also said a long time ago, the more high-level sword skills, the greater the spiritual power that needs to be consumed, and the attention must be very concentrated, otherwise you may no longer need the enemy to do it, and you yourself will be counterattacked and lose your combat power.

And now that Wu Fei's spiritual power is approaching exhaustion, his mind is already flustered, how can he barely use Fulong Xiangtian without losing?