The capable middle-aged man took the lead, his momentum soared, and a round of powerful attacks forced him to dodge left and right, and he had to return to the sword to protect himself.

Ouyang Wuji's body twisted and swung back to the sword, sealing all the daggers from the opponent's violent attack, the dagger in the right hand of the capable middle-aged man sank along the sword momentum, flipped from the bottom to the top, and suddenly stabbed at the opponent's shoulder and arm, and the left hand drew a cold light from an incredible angle and swept towards Ouyang Wuji's right chest, one move and two styles, very fierce.

The shining dagger slashed through his chest and abdomen, and the clothes on his chest were torn open, revealing the golden silk soft armor inside. However, the strange thorn on the shoulder arm was unavoidable, with a soft pop, the sleeve suddenly cracked a slit, and a splash of blood splattered.

The thrilling fight between the lightning and flint came to an abrupt end, and the capable middle-aged man still maintained a kneeling posture, with two daggers in his hands, a dagger cutting his abdomen, and a dagger stabbing his chest, and he was frozen.

Ouyang Wuji was injured and splashed blood, and his fat body staggered back more than ten meters, which was able to stabilize the retreat.

The sword shadow dagger, everything happened too fast, the naked eye couldn't keep up with the changes, and the surface suddenly stopped, who won and who lost?

After a long time, a desolate and desolate voice sounded in the air, "I am defeated!" the fat man raised his head to the sky, sighed, and dragged his heavy steps, swaying his clumsy body back as he had come. It's too expensive not to be an actor, and such vivid and vivid acting skills have fooled a large number of top powerhouses with eyes like torches.

Yunyan City has accumulated a lot of money, three battles and three battles, the camp is domineering, everyone is full of color, and the arrogance is overflowing. He is full of confidence in the last two battles and is determined to win.

Only Yun Feiyang is still as calm as water, there is no sadness or joy in his expression, and there is no trace of emotional fluctuations. The three-game winning streak reversed the decline in one fell swoop, allowing the two sides to stand on the same starting line again, which in itself should be a cause for celebration, but he was not optimistic at all. I vaguely felt that all this seemed to come too easily, too smoothly. After carefully reviewing all the battle and killing faces, I really found something questionable and interesting for a while. However, there is always an inexplicable latent uneasiness in my heart, which makes people linger.

The battle situation of "using force to determine the situation" can be described as a wave of three stacks at this point, the situation is still unclear, and the number of winners and losers is still in suspense. In the next battle, the two sides will no longer hide and fold, and they will inevitably throw tough cards to fight the final high and low.

There were at least two or three hundred spectators on the green grounds, divided into dozens of camps, and at this time they regarded the battle between the two sides as the object of gambling, and they made bets with each other without any scruples. Seventy percent of the people who are absolutely optimistic about Yunyan City winning, and the remaining thirty percent, for some reason, actually support Aoyun City. For a moment, an extremely tense atmosphere filled the entire air.

"It's finally my turn to get up!" In the camp of Yunyan City, a thin old man who had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes down, slowly opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time, licked his lips, and his sitting body suddenly trembled, as if like a poisonous snake sneaking and swimming on the green lawn, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared from a hundred meters away at the challenge site.

This way of getting out is eye-catching enough and has a great tendency to be intimidating. As soon as he stood firm, he saw a long white cloud floating in front of him, blinking, the white cloud suddenly dissipated, and a light blue figure was projected ten meters away, as if floating from among the clouds.

The thin old man's slightly narrowed eyes shone with a sharp and sharp essence, huh! There was a pool of clear water without waves, without a trace of mystical power fluctuations overflowing, how did this woman do it? Naturally, he would not believe that the person standing opposite him would be a woman who did not know martial arts. This way of going out alone is enough to make people feel distracted, and it will give rise to a little contempt.

With a flick of the hand, a short sword appeared in the palm, which was only one foot two inches long, the so-called one inch short and one inch dangerous, usually those who dare to use the short sword are very confident, and they all have the strongest hand-to-hand combat skills, which can effectively restrict the use and play of all long blades. Unless the opponent's sword speed is extremely fast, reaching a body that the skill cannot keep up with, it exceeds the rhythm of the opponent's reaction.

However, did the woman in front of her do it? The spectators in the venue are all super-first-class experts, no matter which side they have bet on before, standing on a fair standpoint, most of them have deep doubts in their hearts, but they have more expectations and curiosity.

Those who practice the art of shortsword grappling are far more sensitive in terms of antennae and reflexes than those who wield long blades, almost instinctively, even beyond the strain of consciousness.

The thin old man showed his short sword first, undoubtedly telling his opponent that his martial arts were terrifying close to the body, leaving a shadow and invisible deterrence in the opponent's heart, so that he could not let go of it, and his true cultivation would inevitably be greatly reduced.

The light gauze covered the face, and I couldn't see the woman's face and expression clearly, and I could only see a smile from the calm eyes of the pool, but I didn't know what the smile contained. The woman who fought was Yun Wuying, holding a long sword with a sheath in her hand at some point, and she was undoubtedly telling the right that I would use the long sword to teach the strongest personal grappling technique. Who is afraid of whom?

The thin old man's figure swayed slightly on the green lawn, swaying from side to side, and faintly hissing sound, like a poisonous snake in the grass spitting out a creepy core.

The thin old man's figure swayed faster and faster, until in the end he could only see a phantom, and in the blink of an eye, even the phantom disappeared on the spot. A big living person in front of everyone, actually evaporated out of thin air, if you don't see it with your own eyes, it's really incredible.

None of the spectators shouted in exclamation, but the face of the building became even more silent, and everyone held their breath, as if they were trying to find the disappeared figure. Only Yun Wuying did not go around to find the other party's existence, but quietly closed his eyes, what the other party made was just a kind of stealth secret method, if the naked eye could catch his existence, it could not be called a secret method. In the devil's training, there was a special training for this project, but I didn't expect such a scene to appear in reality, and I really didn't expect it.

A short sword as black as ink stabbed silently into Yun Wuying's vest, and when the viper caught its prey, it always waited for an opportunity to move, accurately grasping the best moment to deliver a lightning-fast fatal blow. Especially at the moment of attack, the speed is incredibly fast. However, the sword that the thin old man stabbed at Yun Wuying's vest seemed to be twice as fast as the poisonous snake's attack.

In the eyes of the spectators, the phantom of the thin old man was reflected, and on the head and feet, a faint black light burst out from the most tricky angle.

Choke!

With a clear sound of the long sword coming out of its sheath, a cold sword light suddenly slashed towards the void behind him; In the middle of the building, only a few people saw what was happening? A vague phantory figure, countless eyeballs were about to roll out, and only a sonorous sound was heard, and nothing was seen.

As for how Yun Wuying's sword was unsheathed, and how to swing this killer blow with unmistakable precision with his eyes closed, it was unknown.

Sonorous, sonorous!

Then there was a string of sword light flashing in all directions, bursting out with a series of sharp and piercing explosions, sparks and silver stars flying in the air, but seeing the endless clouds, sometimes dodging and slashing, sometimes picking up and chopping, sliding and slashing, volleying and stabbing in the air......

One bright and one dark, long-range attack and close attack, close combat, invisible speed of life and death, a little slow for a second and a half, is bound to splash blood. There were several cuts on Yun Wuying's skirt, but fortunately, the skin and flesh had not been injured, and it was hard to imagine how thrilling the series of thrilling fights were like lightning.

The silence returned to the face again, and Yun Wuying locked the opponent's breath with his qi machine at the beginning, so he could roughly identify the position of the opponent's movement without using his eyes, although the opponent's move reached a state of silence and silence when he made a move, but the aura on his body would betray his next intention at the first time.

The thin old man didn't realize that the other party had locked his breath, and the so-called stealth secret method was transparent in front of Yun Wuying. The thin old man was shocked at this moment because the other party's sword drawing technique, as well as his keen ability to adapt to the situation, was able to swing his own killing blow with incomparable precision when he opened his eyes. Of course, he didn't expect a single blow to work, otherwise, it would be too boring and unchallenging.

In the first round of confrontation, in the thrilling fight like lightning and flint, the two sides exchanged dozens of moves. The thin old man's figure suddenly moved as soon as he touched the ground, and at the moment when Yun Wuying blinked slightly, the person was in the air, as fast as an eagle striking the sky, and instantly appeared on the top of Yun Wuying's head, and a little cold star suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes.

Ding! Yun Wuying swung his sword again, striking at the cold star with unmistakable precision at a terrifying speed, making a crisp sound.

When the two swords collided, the thin old man seemed to have left his back hand this time, and with this collision, his body turned and twisted and quickly approached Yun Wuying, swish, slashing and hooking, and the short sword in his hand flashed three consecutive blows, as fast as a poisonous snake spitting out the core.

One inch is short and one inch is dangerous, what is needed for the short sword to kill is to strive to be close to the other party, and only by being entangled can the killing skills be brought into full play, so that the opponent's long blade is greatly restricted.

Usually with a long sword pay attention to a certain distance, between the person and the target must maintain a certain space, only from the beginning to the end of the grasp of this distance space, in order to fully play the power of swordsmanship.

If you are close to the opponent, because of the length of the sword, whether it is stabbing, chopping, cutting, or slashing, it will appear to be tied, and some azimuth angles will basically become difficult to attack to the dead end.