135, and Wu Xiuye's battle

"Hehe, I didn't expect you guy to get to where he is now, it's really lucky!"

Wu Xiuye looked at Wang Can opposite, grinned, and showed a sensible smile, with a lucky smile in the corner of his eyes.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was Wang Feng who Wu Xiuye was excited to meet, not the other two, especially Pan Lin, who had killed the Yuan Realm.

After all, judging from Wang Feng's past performance, although his strength is hidden, it is about the tenth place in strength, which cannot be compared with Wu Xiuye at all.

"It's a pity that you're running into me now. Wu Xiuye smiled suddenly, as if he had the ticket in hand, but this expression made Wang Feng surprisingly angry.

But the other party didn't pay attention to Wang Feng's anger, and still laughed and said: "Compared with me, you have no chance of winning, so let's go home and take your sister to eat rock sugar gourd!"

"Hahaha!"

With Wu Xiuye's words, a burst of laughter sounded below, and the unscrupulous eyes were on Wang Feng and Wang Lingyue, if it weren't for Wang Can standing aside, I'm afraid this laughter would be even more presumptuous.

But Wang Can secretly praised Wu Xiuye in his heart.

This hatred pulls people, and at a glance it can be seen that the two of them are bitter and have a deep hatred, and there is no possibility of "performance" at all.

However, at this time, Wang Feng in the field had already clenched the hilt of the sword, he didn't know what the other party's intentions were, and now he only had one belief, that is, to defeat the other party and let him swallow all the words he said.

"Game on!"

The cold referee's voice sounded, and suddenly Wu Xiuye stopped smiling, his face calmed down, and he looked at Wang Feng with straight eyes.

He is not stupid, he has pulled a large wave of hatred, and the other party must have hatred, so every next shot must be a killing move without leaving any hands.

What's more, there is no simple person in the top ten inner disciples, each of them has their own killing moves, and in this case, any carelessness will pay a heavy price.

"Wang Feng, I won't show mercy. Wu Xiuye glanced at Wang Feng and said coldly.

"In the same way, I will not show mercy to your subordinates!" Wang Feng was expressionless.

"Snort. A disdainful laugh.

At this time, on the hands and weapons of the two people, there were slight fluctuations, and the extremely faint light flickered. This is a conscription that uses internal breath, although it does not have the momentum of Yuan Li, but it is also extraordinary.

"It's started!" Wu Xiuye lowered his head, and suddenly the momentum on his body changed, and the originally peaceful aura became violent at this moment, and the space around him began to become trance, like red blood.

"One last chance for you, it's too late to surrender!"

A cold voice spat out from Wu Xiuye's mouth, as if it was not a human voice, with a strange power that made people tremble.

"Impossible!"

As soon as Wang Feng's words fell, he only felt the black qi surging in front of him, the cold sword light flickered, and Sen Sen's chill approached, and he was suddenly extremely vigilant in his heart.

And Wu Xiuye's eyes were tightly locked on this Wang Feng's position, and every step would make a "bang" sound in the ring, as if the call of hell was striking on his heart.

As Wu Xiuye approached, Wang Feng's eyes gradually sharpened, and the inner breath under his feet surged, once there was anything wrong, he immediately used the advantage of Sunflower Divine Skill in speed to get rid of Wu Xiuye's killing move.

"Bang!"

It was already the semi-finals, and the only two remaining rings were surrounded by dense people, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at the two people on the stage.

In the eyes of everyone, Wu Xiuye slashed towards Wang Feng, this knife was featureless, unremarkable, as if a six- or seven-year-old naughty boy was playing with a wooden knife.

What is surprising is that Wang Feng, who is opposite Wu Xiuye, looked at this slash like a fool, without any defense, nor any tendency to dodge, just stood there straight and watched.

And in the blink of an eye, the blade was already close at hand.

"Could it be that this game ended so weirdly?" someone thought unwillingly.

Poof!

Rumble!

Just when it was extremely critical, there was a sudden loud noise, only to see Wang Feng kick the ground violently, and his body immediately flew backwards, and at the same time, he grabbed his long sword, blocked it in front of him, and slashed past Wu Xiuye's slash, not to block it, but to delay time.

Sure enough, although Wu Xiuye's sword was thick and powerful, under this sword, it still delayed a little, and this delay gave Wang Feng a chance, and with this opportunity, Wang Feng was able to avoid this move.

Sure enough, everyone who is lucky likes to play exciting. Wang Can, who was outside the court, was not worried at all, and when he saw this scene, he just pouted with disdain (envy).

And Wang Feng looked at Wu Xiuye with a serious face, and said coldly: "Senluo Dao!?"

Among the information obtained by Wang Feng, this Wu Xiuye had an adventure, and that adventure allowed him to get the current Senluo Dao and Senluo Gong, and the sword technique with a strange cold aura made him famous, even if he was a master of the Renyuan Realm, he didn't want to offend him easily.

In the past, Wang Feng may have thought that these were exaggerated, but when he really faced Wu Xiuye, he found that this was not exaggerated at all, or even said that it was too small.

When Wu Xiuye's knife came over, outsiders only thought that Wang Feng was supporting the university, but only he knew what he had encountered.

It was as if I was in a sea of blood, surrounded by terrible ghosts crying wolf, and it seemed that the chill born from the soul made the mind begin to be in a state of panic, and there was no time to pay attention to the scene outside at all.

If it weren't for the sudden flash of light in Wang Feng's mind at the end, which made him regain consciousness, I'm afraid that just that move just now would have made him say goodbye to the game.

"Hoo ......"

"I didn't expect you to be able to block this move, it's really a mistake. The corners of Wu Xiuye's mouth squeezed out a hint of an oozing smile.

"I didn't expect you to use your strongest moves as soon as you appeared. Wang Feng's face was expressionless.

"But it didn't work out, and it seems that we can only enter the real battle stage. ”

The momentum of the two of them was climbing wildly, the inner breath of their bodies was surging, and the long swords and blades exuded a cold murderous aura in the sun.

The audience below had already begun to gasp, Wu Xiuye's attack on the Senluo knife had already surprised them at first, and now the two of them had begun to use the strongest killing moves, which instantly made them excited.

Boom! Boom!

"Crackling~Crackling~"

The blade and the sword shadow met in the ring, only to see the two figures constantly overlapping and separating, and in the process, the ring of the game had begun to collapse, and countless potholes began to appear.

None of the two people left their hands, and the fierce battle instantly attracted countless people to watch the battle, especially with the end of Pan Lin's battle, this place became the only remaining battlefield, almost all eyes converged, and everyone held their breath, for fear that birth would disturb the battle between the two.

Rumble!

With a roar, the two figures separated, each with a hearty exhaustion on their faces.

"You're amazing, you're amazing, you're beyond my expectations. Wu Xiuye wiped the blood stains flowing from the corner of his mouth and chuckled, and on his body, the momentum of the blade that seemed to be out of the sheath suddenly rose, extremely sharp.

"My sword!

Sou!

As if a sharp arrow shot out, Wu Xiuye's body flew out suddenly, while Wang Feng's face was serious and he was waiting for him.

Brush!

Rumble!

The two figures overlapped again, and the enchanting light made it impossible to see the situation in the field.

"Who won!?"

This was the most important thing everyone wanted to know, and they looked at the two people on the stage with wide eyes, and swallowed their mouthfuls of breaths.

As time passed, a body fell limp to its knees, barely supported by the long knife in its hand.

"I lost!" Wu Xiuye's voice carried a hint of relief: "Congratulations, Wang Feng, you have advanced to the finals!"