However, Yun Wuya is definitely not an ordinary person, his sword drawing skills have reached the peak, and he is fast to the peak. The fatal cold mang was only an inch away from his throat, and Yun Wuya suddenly moved.

Boom!

With the light sound of a long sword unsheathed, a little essence light shone, piercing the sky like a flying star outside the sky, shooting straight at the center of the thin old woman's eyebrows.

Whose sword is faster? Is your sword cutting my throat, or is my sword piercing your brow?

The thin old lady seemed to be timid, and the life-threatening cold light in her hand suddenly retreated, but the next moment, it suddenly appeared in Yun Wuya's heart unexpectedly.

This sudden evolution is too weird. The fatal cold light of the previous second turned out to be just a false trick of the thin old lady, but the real fatal blow was Yun Wuya's fatal heart.

"I'm here to kill someone!" the thin old woman's cold voice seemed to come from the Netherworld, making her pores stand upside down.

The opponent's fatal blow was carefully calculated, no matter how Yun Wuya dodged and hid at this time, it was useless, and he could only watch a sharp edge ruthlessly penetrate Yun Wuya's chest.

A cruel and bloodthirsty smirk appeared on the face of the thin old lady, and her mouth was only halfway open, and then she suddenly froze: why didn't you see the scene of blood splashing?, her blow seemed to have no sense of strength, no obstacles, as if it had penetrated a cloud of air. Oh no! This is an afterimage. The thin old lady was frightened, and quickly retreated, but out of the corner of her eye, she found a little starlight rushing towards her

"The two sides seem to be evenly matched, each other's figures are very agile and weird, and it seems that it is another dragon fight. Feng Taiyue, who was sitting on the seat, commented with great interest.

"The difference in strength between the two sides is not big, and this battle should be very fortunate and full of suspense. The head of the Chu family said loudly, "However, the thin old lady's moves look extremely vicious, and her body style is also very weird, which is difficult to guard. ＂

"You're right! However, I saw an unparalleled self-confidence in Yun Wuya's body, doing whatever he wanted, realizing that the sword was coming, and the sword was chasing the soul and killing him! Every time he made a sword, it shrouded the opponent's seven vital parts, which was very floating, tricky, and unpredictable. Feng Taiyue continued: "What do you think is the chance of winning this battle?"

"Hehe! This is really hard to predict, there should be thirty percent!" Lu Suifeng laughed faintly.

"Sancheng, is Lu Gongzi saying that Yun Wuyan only has a thirty percent chance of winning this battle?" Feng Taiyue sighed in surprise.

"Wouldn't it, wouldn't the prince be so unconfident in his own people?" the head of the Chu family shook his head, with a look of disbelief on his face.

I'm trying to be as conservative as possible, under normal circumstances, there should be more than an eighty percent chance of winning. What Lu Suifeng said made the two family heads more and more confused the more they listened, as if they were saying the opposite.

The wizened old lady went from a strange attack, a must-kill blow, to a withdrawal and flew back, only between gasps. She thought that her body was as fast as a ghost, but she didn't expect that the speed of the other party was not something that people could do at all, like the wind everywhere, no matter how she dodged, she couldn't get rid of the seemingly non-existent entanglement. The other party handed out a sword at will, and he had to swing ten swords to be able to block it.

A careless move, restrained everywhere, the thin old lady kept drifting and dodging, kept swinging her sword to block, and staged a thrilling scene again and again, exhausted, miserable, and soaked in cold sweat all over her body.

One sword, two swords, three swords

Each sword is filled with the breath of death, which is thrilling. Each sword is aimed at the seven deadly parts of the body, and the strange floating sword momentum is unguardable. A deep sense of fear permeates the whole body, and if it continues like this, it will collapse on its own if it is not disemboweled.

The thin old lady's heart was horizontal, the whole body Xuanyuan force soared, the whole thin body suddenly rose to the sky, and the person shook his hand in the air and sent out a green ghostly light, this is a dark dart, the color is green, it is clearly soaked in poison, and the one in it will die.

Usually Venerable-level figures at this level generally disdain to use hidden weapons to hurt people, but this thin old lady was really forced by Yun Wuya, and she had no choice but to use this dark dart to stop the other party's pursuit.

Although the wizened old lady's methods were not bright, she received the desired effect, and when Yun Wuya's body was dodging and stagnating, Ren Si instantly escaped the scope of the other party's pursuit. The person straightened his back in the air, and the thin figure that seemed to be drooping and old suddenly stood up like a pine, and his cloudy gaze was like a sword out of the sheath at this time.

"Interesting! The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable, and the old lady's body is as fast as a ghost, but she has not yet received the true connotation of 'fast', and the kid will ask for advice on another occasion. But in this war, there may be only one person between you and me who can step down. As for who is fast and who is slow, naturally only the living have the final say. Yun Wuyan said coldly.

"Hehe! I underestimated you kid before, and I won't give you a chance to take advantage of it again, and it won't be the old lady who will fall first. After finishing speaking, the thin old lady suddenly had a sword in her hand, and then a sword stabbed out flatly, without strong yuan force fluctuations, silently across the twenty-meter space, unable to see the trajectory of the sword's line, but seeing a cold light disappear, the next second appeared in front of Yun Wuya's eyes.

With such a sword speed, if you are an ordinary person, you are afraid that the sword will be wiped out by a sword before it is unsheathed. It's too fast! The human movement has no time to react.

Yun Wuya's face was still calm, and there was not the slightest surprise in sight. Only a flash of essence flashed in his eyes, and he was slightly surprised in his heart, such a swift sword speed had reached a certain limit, but he still very clearly captured its line and trajectory. This shows that his sword intent has reached an unknown realm.

The sharp sword qi was not at the edge, and Sen Han's sword qi had already hit the body, and the skin and cortex were faintly painful. Unable to avoid it, the long sword suddenly came out of its sheath in a thousand shots, and the sword moved at will, like a glance of the rainbow.

A sword flash popped out, making a crisp sound, and the tip of the sword was extremely precise at the blade of the opponent's rushing sword. The opponent's sword momentum was slightly off, and he was clinging to the face of the Liuyun Sect Master.

The thin old lady seemed to have a back hand, and she did not expect to make a contribution with one blow. The sword momentum turned, turning the stab into a sharpening, one move and two styles, which caught people off guard. A strange smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth.

One trick and two styles, you are not the only one in the world who can use it. Yun Wuya naturally prepared a back hand, and with a twist of his wrist, he went straight to the other side with a sword.

The thin old lady suddenly felt a creep all over her body. Her intuition told her that her sword had not been sharpened by the opponent's sword, and that her face had been pierced by the opponent's sword first. The instantaneous prediction made her make the decision to withdraw and retreat quickly.

Yun Wuya did not pursue, his eyes looked at the sky a little distractedly, as if he was thinking about something, sword intent, sword momentum, and insight into everything with his heart, his heart moved with his sword, and the sword was in his heart.

The distance between the two sides seemed to be back to square one, a thrilling encounter, colliding ......

The thin old lady's face turned slightly pale, her eyes showed a solemn vigilance, and her whole body was filled with powerful Xuanyuan power, guarding against the shocking blow that the other party might launch at any time. After years of retreat, she was determined to use her sword again to prove who was faster and who fell first.

This old lady had a three-point chance of winning, but she inadvertently helped Yun Wuya, allowing him to comprehend the true meaning of sword intent in an instant. When it is saturated to a certain extent, a gust of wind, a cloud, and the swing of a small grass will make people exhale the word 'oh!' in an instant. Yun Wuya exhaled this word at this moment, so next, this old lady is afraid that she will not even have a chance of winning. Lu Suisheng seemed to be muttering to himself.

I see! It's very simple, but it's very mysterious.

The thin old lady seems to be very calm, the martial artists who have cultivated to this level are very keen and rich in combat awareness, which is very imaginable, the sword in her hand trembled, she clearly knew that only by seizing the initiative could she win by surprise, just waiting to find the best time to strike a thunderous blow.

Yun Wuya retracted his gaze from the distant sky, and the wind swept by, stirring Yun Wuya's hair to fly, covering half of his face, and he was about to raise his hand to brush away the long hair that covered his face.

The thin old lady was waiting for this moment, this machine, with a raised eyebrow, the evil aura surrounding the body suddenly gathered into an ink-like sword, implying bloody sword intent, and the next moment, the inky black sword sword fell from the top door of the cloudless sky.

The thin old lady shot a sword and slashed three times, as fast as a poisonous snake, one left and one right to cut both shoulders and arms, and the third blow suddenly turned halfway, turned into a cut, and went straight to the opponent's neck and wiped it horizontally, the angle was tricky and ruthless.

Yun Wuyan felt that the sunlight above his head was dim, and the awe-inspiring murderous aura came to his face, and the timing of the thin old lady's attack was very exquisite, and it was decisive and ruthless, never giving the other party the slightest room to dodge and maneuver, and he could dodge the left and right two slashes, but the slash to the neck was weird and tricky, and it was a sudden reversal, which was unexpected, unguardable, and it was too late to avoid this killing blow.

As if intentionally or unintentionally, Yun Wuya gave the other party a chance to attack, and it was not known whether it was just a trap to lure the enemy. The audience is an expert among the experts, although they have lost the opportunity and fallen into a desperate situation, but no one thinks that this level of fighting, one move will distinguish the winner and the loser, which is too boring.

The moment the wind rose, he took advantage of the momentum to blow his shoulder-length long hair and deliberately cover half of his face, if the other party couldn't catch this wonderful fighter, it would definitely be a top venerable who had lost his name.

The fighter plane is fleeting, and the thin old lady cannot be allowed to analyze whether this is a trap, and every time a person makes a decision and choice in his life, no matter how big or small, it is full of the characteristics and attributes of "gambling". There are clouds in ancient times, and the best of the ten things in the world are unsatisfactory. If you think about it carefully, its real meaning is that you will lose the "bet" in ten times, so you will feel unsatisfactory.