Ouyang Wuji's fat body staggered back a few steps, and suddenly a thunderous lion roar erupted from his throat, and the kneeling figure of the red-faced old man shook suddenly, and the whole body suddenly split neatly from the middle, and a puff of blood burst out, and then I saw a large piece of internal organs slipping from between the chest and abdomen, and the separated body was still twitching and shaking on the ground, and the face was miserable.

Wow wow!

There was a violent vomiting sound from the audience, and the bloody scene was even more heart-wrenching than the previous scene of cutting off the head.

There was not the slightest pity on the fat man's face, he licked his lips coldly, and slowly walked towards the stage with his clumsy body swaying. Starting from the shameless sneak attack of the red-faced old man, it has aroused Ouyang Tianji's murderous intent, and also determined the tragic ending of the red-faced old man's dead body.

There was a brief silence in the city, and tens of thousands of people in the city did not hear anyone shouting in surprise, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air. Neither side continued to send people on stage, and seemed to be thinking about how to deal with the final challenge.

The results of these four consecutive defeats were unacceptable to the Peng family, although they invited the ancestors who had been hidden for a hundred years, they lost more miserably than one another, and even lost their lives, and none of them were all corpses.

There is no chance of a comeback in this "life-and-death challenge", but the final battle that follows is even more important, directly related to whether or not you have the authority to propose another round of challenges.

As for the challenges of the Dan Dao, the Feng Lan family has a unique existence of the Eight Rank Dan Sect in the Instrument Master City, so naturally they will not choose it. There is only one way to choose, although there are weapons kings in the families on both sides, they are evenly matched, and they can be compared, and the victory or defeat is in the number of five or five. However, the premise is that this last battle must be won.

When the referee on the high platform announced the last challenge "start", he slowly opened his eyes for a long time, licked his lips 36, and the sitting body suddenly trembled, as if like a poisonous snake sneaking around on the grass, in the blink of an eye, it shuttled out of the dense seats, and suddenly appeared on the high platform of the challenge.

This way of getting out is eye-catching enough and has a great tendency to be intimidating. As soon as he stood firmly, 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, a light blue skirt fluttering, without a trace of fireworks.

The white-haired old man's slightly narrowed eyes shone with a sharp and sharp glint of essence, hey! The woman on the stage in front of him was like a pool of clear water without waves, without any trace of the fluctuation of mystical power, how did this woman do it? Naturally, he would not believe that the woman 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.

The last battle was played by Yun Wuying, and opposite her stood a white-haired old man with a sharp face and a particularly hideous face. With a big grin, he looked at himself with a squint, and it made people feel like their stomachs were churning.

"Hehe! The old man has lived for a handful of years, and it is the first time he has seen such a seductive stunner. Alas, I haven't been close to a woman for a long time, so it's better to go back with the old man!" The white-haired old man's throat rolled and wiped a handful of drool.

"Yes, as long as you have the life to step down from this high platform, this girl will go back with you. A thick murderous intent flashed in Yun Wuying's clear eyes, and from this moment on, this old man was already a dead corpse in his heart.

The white-haired old man's move was just deliberately provoking the other party, seeing that Yun Wuying was not moved by this obscene speech, he shook his hand, and a short sword appeared in his palm, which was only one foot and 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, beyond the rhythm of the due reaction.

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.

"Of course! I don't even have my life, where can I still enjoy such a beautiful blessing. The white-haired old man laughed, and an astonishing sharp edge and sharp aura suddenly erupted from his fat body, like a sharp blade that crosses the river. The smiling face disappeared instantly, and first showed a lustrous cold short sword, undoubtedly telling the 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 was bound to be greatly reduced.

Yun Wuying's eyes revealed a cold smile that seemed to be nothing, but he didn't know what this smile contained. I don't know when I hold a long sword with a sheath in my hand, and I am undoubtedly telling the other party that I will use the long sword to teach the strongest personal grappling technique. Who is afraid of whom?

The white-haired old man's figure swayed slightly, swaying from side to side, and let out a faint hissing sound, like a poisonous snake in the grass spitting out a creepy core.

The white-haired old man's figure swayed faster and faster, and 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 figure that disappeared out of thin air.

Only Yun Wuying did not go around to find the existence of the other party, but closed his eyes very quietly, what the other party used was just a kind of stealth secret method, if the naked eye could catch his existence, it could not be called a secret method......

Suddenly, 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 time, and delivering 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 audience, the phantom of the white-haired old man was reflected, and on the head and feet, a ghostly 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 audience, only a few people saw what was happening, and countless eyeballs were about to roll out, and only a vague phantus was seen, and a sonorous sound was heard.

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.

Boom!

Immediately after that, there was a string of sword light flashing in all directions, bursting out a series of sharp and piercing explosions, sparks and silver stars splashed in the air, but seeing that the clouds were shadowless, sometimes dodging and slashing, sometimes picking up and chopping, volleying and stabbing, sliding and slashing......

The two sides are bright and dark, attacking from afar and close to each other, fighting closely, the 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 white-haired 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 white-haired old man was shocked at this moment because of the other party's sword drawing skills, as well as his keen ability to adapt to the situation, he was able to swing his own killer blow with incomparable precision without opening his eyes. Of course, he didn't expect a single blow to work.

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

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

When the two swords collided, the white-haired old man seemed to have already left his back hand this time, and by this collision, his body turned and twisted and quickly approached Yun Wuying.

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 scale, only from beginning to end to master 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.

The white-haired old man successfully got close to his opponent, and he knew in his heart that he had the initiative in the battle, and he had a seventy percent victory in his hands.