Nie Wushuang turned around the corner of a long corridor, and suddenly felt a little sentimental in his heart, but his pace did not slow down, and he walked straight towards the place where Fu Yixue lived.

After taking a few steps, Nie Wushuang's mind suddenly woke up from his sadness, his face sank, and he shouted at the little fat man with his consciousness: "Little fat man, you dare to lie to me." ”

"I never lie. The little fat man's voice came.

"You said that those seven sword moves do not belong to any rank, and you also said ......"

"I really don't know what class they belong to, is that a problem?" said the little fat man, in a very flat tone.

"But...... When you said it, I felt that these seven sword moves were very powerful. Nie Wushuang said angrily.

"You just feel it. ”

"But ......"

"But what?"

Nie Wushuang said: "Just now Lao Fu said that this sword technique is known to everyone in the Yunmeng Continent. ”

The little fat man chuckled, "What if you know?"

Nie Wushuang said: "You are holding a book of sword skills that are known in the world and fooling me, I say that it is a profound magic skill......"

"Stop, first of all, I didn't say that this sword technique is a profound magic skill, and again I didn't say that this sword skill is only known to you. The little fat man said.

"Then you didn't say it earlier, if you said it earlier, in nine days, how could I decide so hastily to learn this sword technique that is known to the whole world?" Nie Wushuang said unhappily.

"The result?" said the little fat man.

"The result ......," Nie Wushuang fell into deep thought.

"The result is good, but as for the process, is it important?"

Nie Wushuang fell into deep thought.

The little fat man smiled: "You should thank me for letting you feel the magic power of the rules of artistic conception when you build a foundation in a mere area, although it is only the skin." ”

Nie Wushuang was already approaching Fu Yixue's boudoir at this time, and he said with palpitations: "I just think that this matter is too lucky, Zongbi is on the stage, life and death are not concerned." Saying that, Nie Wushuang stopped talking, quickened his pace, and found a place to cultivate according to the path pointed out by Fu Xuesong.

The little fat man said: "On the way to cultivate the truth, there is no absoluteness in the world, how can the world be cheap and you can pick it up at will?

Nie Wushuang was silent and stopped talking, and the little fat man didn't say much.

When Nie Wushuang knocked on the door, Fu Yixue's voice came from the house: "Come in." ”

When he pushed the door and entered, Nie Wushuang saw that in Fu Yixue's boudoir, in addition to a bed and a round table, the rest was full of swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and even the ones hanging on the walls were also some cultivation techniques and some annotation patterns with a lot of black characters already drawn on them.

Fu Yixue sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Bu Yanyun, who was still in a coma on the bed, did not turn around, and said casually: "It's not a big deal, I have fed her with Snow Lotus Pill, but she is seriously injured, I am afraid she will need to recuperate for a long time." ”

Nie Wushuang walked towards the bed, and said as he walked, "Thank you, Senior Sister Yixue." Walking to the bedside, Nie Wushuang looked at Bu Yanyun, who was pale, and his heart was unbearable, full of concern.

Fu Yixue stood up and said, "I'll go out first." With that, she turned and walked out the door.

Nie Wushuang didn't look back, and waited until Fu Yixue went out, he stood by the bed for a long time, and then muttered: "Senior Sister Bu, you can recuperate with peace of mind, Senior Brother may have to go out for some time, Zongbi is the first, as long as I defeat Ye Wuji tomorrow, I can get it, you can rest assured." It's just that you want to avenge your master, hey, your master was killed by me, and when you wake up, I'll explain it to you slowly. ”

In this way, Nie Wushuang sat at the head of the unconscious Buyanyun bed, sat for a while, stood for a while, thinking about this, thinking about that, and a whole day passed, until Fu Xuesong came to find him, and the two of them slowly walked out of Fu Yixue's house.

At this time, the sun was in the west, close to dusk, Fu Xuesong and Nie Wushuang were walking side by side on the corridor, only to hear Fu Xuesong say: "The master of the door came to me last night, his original intention was not to let you compare with Ye Wuji again, this time Zongbi, you have already won the first place, but Wuji is belligerent, and it is rare for him to meet an opponent like you." Coupled with the competition between you and Wuji, everyone in the door is looking forward to it, and Tang Yurun is trying his best to promote it, this old boy ......"

Nie Wushuang said: "He is thinking, either I will die, or Ye Wuji will die, so that no matter what, he can also take revenge, right?"

Fu Xuesong said: "So the master of the Xuanxin Sect can't stop this fight, there are too many people paying attention, otherwise, according to the meaning of the master of the Xuanxin Gate, he will send you away from the Open Leaf Gate last night." ”

Nie Wushuang said indifferently: "It's okay, it's not bad for this day." ”

When Fu Xuesong rolled up Nie Wushuang with his long sleeves and came to Kaiye Square, the square was already full of people, and the master of the twelve halls of Kaiye Gate was already sitting in his seat, and when Nie Wushuang was taken by Fu Xuesong and landed on the viewing platform, he instantly felt the murderous aura exuding from Tang Yurun's body.

Ye Xuanxin walked down from the first seat, nodded at Nie Wushuang, turned his head and pointed to the row of empty chairs on the left side of the first seat that were ready for people from other sects to watch the ceremony, and whispered to the deacon of the sect: "Since no one from other sects has come to watch the ceremony this time, let's remove these." After speaking, Ye Xuanxin walked in front of Nie Wushuang again, didn't say a word, just reached out and patted Nie Wushuang's shoulder, turned his head to look at the hall masters of the thirteen halls, turned his back and walked towards the first seat, and said as he walked: "Let's start." ”

The deacon of the sect glanced at Ye Xuanxin's back as he slowly stepped forward, and stepped forward and shouted: "The sect competition begins, and Nie Wushuang, a third-order disciple of the Cedar Hall Building Foundation, will defend it, and under the main seat of the Open Leaf Gate, Ye Wuji, the chief disciple of the half-step Jie Dan Realm, will attack. Two of you are invited to the stage. ”

"Whew!" A long roar, I saw Ye Wuji sitting in mid-air on the back of a golden-winged Dapeng flying with wings, the wings of the Dapeng spread, covering a distance of ten zhang wide; at this time, Ye Wuji was dressed in a light blue robe, with a smile on his face, under the wings of the Dapeng bird, he fell on the Zongbi platform in the blink of an eye, the golden-winged Dapeng flashed blue, turned into a folding fan, and returned to Ye Wuji's hand, Ye Wuji's face was full of red light, and he arched his hand to Nie Wushuang standing on the viewing platform, and said, "Please advise!"

Nie Wushuang looked at the countless pairs of eyes on Kaiye Square and looked at him, hugged Ye Wuji on the viewing platform, and said, "I hope Senior Brother Ye will show mercy." After speaking, his body trembled, flew up, landed on the Zongbi platform, and faced Ye Wuji, who was ten steps away, took out the Demon Suppression Knife from the storage bag, and made a gesture of please.

Ye Wuji returned the salute, the folding fan in his hand suddenly shone all over the stage, and in an instant, the golden-winged Dapeng screamed, and the body was conjured out from Ye Wuji's hand, under the golden light, the body roared out, and the sound of breaking the sky resounded throughout the Kaiye Square, and the golden peng's claws instantly came to Nie Wushuang's body, and as soon as the claws clawed, Nie Wushuang was caught in the air by the golden-winged Dapeng bird without any resistance.

I saw that the Dapeng bird threw Nie Wushuang high in mid-air, and his body suddenly turned into a folding fan, the fan surface was wide open, and under the spiritual qi turn, it cut horizontally towards Nie Wushuang's body that fell in mid-air.

Under one fan, more than thirty pale yellow auras instantly condensed into a fan-like appearance, cutting straight up and down Nie Wushuang's body.

Nie Wushuang was holding the Demon Suppression Knife in his hand at this time, and was thrown into the air, looking at the fan formed by the condensation of the spiritual energy that attacked in the blink of an eye, the Demon Suppression Knife in his hand flipped over, and in the process of his body falling rapidly, he mobilized the spiritual power of his body and hurriedly slashed out three knives, the knife qi rolled, and the light condensed by the blade on the blade flew out.

"Poof!poof!poof......"

Nie Wushuang fell heavily to the ground, and all parts of his body were cut open palm-sized wounds, deep bones were visible, blood flowed sideways, and severe pain came, Nie Wushuang's aura was like boiling water, and it was instantly surging in the golden spirit veins, and the demon sword in his hand had already fallen to the side before he landed.

Half a step to tie the Dan, without making a move, this demonized blade alone made Nie Wushuang hurt and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye.

The folding fan whistled around in mid-air, and suddenly spun automatically, turning into a rapid circular circle of light, and slashed straight at Nie Wushuang's head who fell to the ground.

Seeing that the circular aperture was about to cut into Nie Wushuang's neck, Ye Wuji shouted, "Come back!" Reaching out and grabbing it, the folding fan suddenly stopped spinning, took a up and down arc in mid-air, and slowly returned to Ye Wuji's hand.

Ye Wuji frowned, looked at Nie Wushuang who fell to the ground covered in blood, and said, "This ...... That's all you can do?"

Nie Wushuang was half-lying on the ground, turned his face, dark red blood hung from the corner of his mouth, although he was in severe pain, he said with a self-deprecating smile on his face: "That's the case." ”