Zhu Hong stepped back two steps and pulled Yang Yi away, his legs bent and the sword in both hands, against the side, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi suddenly picked up speed again, and flew towards Zhu Hong in a puzzled figure with a large angle of almost ninety degrees.

Zhu Hong also took a step forward, and his sword holding gesture changed, and the momentum of the original forward stabbing sword frame changed completely, slashing horizontally towards the blue emaciated figure that was as fast as thunder.

It's just that suddenly, the hilt of the blue figure hit the ground, and the whole body was like a sudden brake, the upper body gradually condensed, and the back half of the body moved forward due to inertia.

It seemed to be luck, Yang Yi's left leg actually kicked on Zhu Hong's sword, and Zhu Hong's long sword subconsciously swung upwards due to this reverse force.

"Interesting!" Zhu Hong drank lightly in his heart, his thick arms were muscles again, and he quickly slid backwards when he retreated, forcibly stopped the inertial trend, and slashed down more ferociously again.

The force is so great that it can split people directly.

Yang Yi suddenly stretched out his other leg to hook Zhu Hong's arm, and the hand that was supporting the ground gently pushed, the whole person bounced, the sword in his hand was cleaned up, the tiger's mouth turned to the index finger and middle finger and clamped it fiercely, hanging on one side and colliding with Zhu Hong's extremely powerful sword.

The whole thin figure turned around like a pendulum.

Zhu Hong only felt that his arm sank, and his reaction was quite fast.

The arm flung down fiercely, trying to smash Yang Yi's whole body to the ground.

But Yang Yi is so athletic.

The leg movements turned suddenly, and after the body also rotated in a circle, the arm reversed the situation and wrapped around Zhu Hong's thick neck.

Zhu Hong's heart jumped.

Sure enough, the gorgeous long sword in Yang Yi's hand rotated half a circle quite naturally, and finally by inertia and the blessing given by Yang Yi, it fiercely cut a deep blood groove on the biceps muscle of Zhu Hong's arm.

Zhu Hong's face instantly tensed, and he fell to the ground sideways, wanting to smash Yang Yi's entire body to the ground with his own strength.

Yang Yi suddenly let go, the speed was very fast, so fast that he didn't know where this force came from.

Chapter IV

Yang Yi's figure suddenly fell on the back of Zhu Hong's fallen body, his whole body crawled on the ground, the sword in his hand was held upside down, and the span between the front and back of his legs was very large, like a cheetah ready to attack.

Yang Yi's figure just moved, and Zhu Hong's entire sturdy figure also turned rapidly.

The right arm was scrapped and could no longer be used, but at this time, he did endure the pain that went straight to his heart, propped up on the ground and rotated like a spinning top, and the sword in his hand rotated around and was clenched with his backhand.

Bang!

Zhu Hong's whole body was lying down and slid out.

Yang Yi bit the distance and handed out more than a dozen ruthless sword moves one after another.

Although Zhu Hong's whole body regressed. The blood on his right arm was straight on the ground.

However, the sword in his left hand was very stable, but he lacked the fierce strength before, coupled with the unstable center of gravity at this time, he could not exert half of his strength, causing the whole body to continue to slide backwards in embarrassment with Yang Yi's resistance to the sword again and again, until it was stopped by the rope on the edge.

But Yang Yi's sword didn't stop, and the entire body shot out after half a circle, just like a leaf in the air being blown away, but this sword was a hundred times faster than a leaf.

Zhu Hong endured the pain in his heart, and his hand tightly grasped the rope and pushed it to the side, which caused the wound to burst out again, and I am afraid that even if he recuperates for several months after that, this arm will definitely not be saved.

But it also reversed the current situation again.

Because after Zhu Hong pushed to the side, the whole person staggered up and jumped back, and actually jumped directly on the rope, wanting to use the reaction force brought by the rope to provide Zhu Hong with a stronger impact.

This trick works.

Although Yang Yi tried his best to slide out to the side, he was still slightly slashed through the abdomen by the tip of Zhu Hong's sword.

Fortunately, the wound was not deep, but the front and sleeves of the blue clothes were infected with a large amount of blood, otherwise the situation would not be much better than Zhu Hong.

Zhu Hong's sword hand touched the ground lightly, and he turned around without giving Yang Yi any time to react and breathe, and his backhand was holding the long sword and slid sharply from back to front, which actually made the air hum with a hiss.

This was originally a venue that was extremely silent because everyone was stunned, and the sound of breaking the air was extremely harsh.

Many people have a slight movement in their throats, and they all have a thought in their hearts, these two people are terrible.

As Yang Yi's boss, Li Zhi, the deputy owner of Fengxue Building, was still unfazed at this time, and he couldn't see any change in his expression, which made the man who was originally watching the Moon Tower next to him lean back, crossed Erlang's legs and said a little boringly: "This kind of competition can't arouse your interest......? Ay. ”

Li Zhi said indifferently: "Who said I'm not interested, it's just that no matter how good this game is, it's just the process, and what I pay most attention to is just the result." ”

At this time, the man from the moon viewing building raised his interest: "I think this Zhu Hong has fallen behind in the previous close entanglement, and the odds of winning the case of one arm being scrapped have been reduced by half, you said that you Zhu Hong is ...... It's very confusing!"

Li Zhi was still calm and light, as if it had nothing to do with him.

The man in the Moon Viewing Building is the kind of person who can't hold the conversation when he opens the conversation: "But as the deputy owner of the Fengxue Building, it's just a matter of not helping your own people to speak, and you actually bet on someone who is also pressing other people's venues, this is really the first time I have seen it, you say that Yang Yi is just a chess piece, but it is also a chess piece with a bumper harvest, what kind of situation are you." ”

Li Zhi finally smiled slightly: "Look at the result, I have my plan." ”

The sound of breaking wind arrived in front of Yang Yi in an instant.

Although Yang Yi had already put his sword against his chest, he still couldn't withstand this beast-like stamina, and after touching it, his body flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string.

And Zhu Hong took three steps forward and kept a distance from Yang Yi at the same time, the sword in his hand shook slightly, and the horizontal sword style that Yang Yi was originally guarding in front of him was directly pressed down.

Zhu Hong's sword stabbed Yang Yi's throat.

Yang Yi's thin figure seemed to be pulled by the long sword in his hand, and his entire body fell vertically downward, and instantly dodged Zhu Hong's fierce blow.

Zhu Hong glanced down, and saw Yang Yi's legs split at this time, and the next moment, the front foot hooked Zhu Hong's calf, and then retreated and followed closely to wrap around his thigh, and the sword in his hand actually rotated half a circle again to show a backhand upside down long sword, which was flexible and made people think that the sword itself was jumping smartly.

Zhu Hong realized that this guy was going to make that move again, and he also bent down, his legs were aside, his thigh muscles suddenly tightened, and his elbow, which could move half a circle, directly smashed into Yang Yi's face.

But Yang Yi's sword also slashed through Zhu Hong's sturdy back.

Yang Yi only felt in a trance for a moment, and his body suddenly fell to the ground.

Because Yang Yi's legs were hooked very tightly, the gap between the two sides was not widened because of this.

After Yang Yi let go of his legs and rolled backwards quickly, before Yang Yi could react, Zhu Hong had already come with one kick, and with a sword, he drew an extremely deep blood groove in Yang Yi's chest.

Yang Yi's figure suddenly stagnated, and the sword that was originally held backwards actually slid out of a wonderful big arc with Yang Yi's rotation.

Zhu Hong's eyes shrank: "Good guy, the drunkard doesn't mean to drink, he wants to directly abolish my legs!"

Zhu Hong jumped back slightly, but Yang Yi suddenly stretched out his hand that did not hold the sword, and flicked it back, the latter's whole body was like a jackal hunting prey, and the whole body turned into a line with the long sword, and stabbed Zhu Hong's left leg extremely weirdly.

Boom!

Everyone saw that in an instant, Yang Yi's figure was smashed on the back by the twisted Zhu Hong's arm, and then kicked to the other side, Yang Yi vomited blood, and was extremely embarrassed.

On the other hand, Zhu Hong is not much better.

There was a shocking crack on his right arm, a comparable scar on his back, and a wound on his left leg that passed through his leg made his chest even more dull.

These outlaws have seen many brutal scenes between two swordsmen, but they have never seen such a sword fight where life and death are only in a split second and the ultimate visual experience. 、

Even the so-called fastest shown by Yang Yi before is completely different concepts now.

In short, it is a complete reversal of their perception of the tradition of sword fighting......

Liao Lao suddenly frowned, and said softly: "Yang Yi vomited blood, something is wrong." It's not blood that spits out from a heavy blow, it's ......"

After pondering for a moment, he spoke: "It's more like some kind of poison, and it's most likely a chronic poison." ”

Mr. Li next to him frowned and said, "How does Old Liao judge?"

Liao Lao squinted at the two people beside him, one frowned at him, and the other was extremely calm, more like listening to someone tell a story.

Liao Lao stood up with his short but slender body, squinted his eyes, looked at the situation off the field, and snorted coldly: "Everyone can see it, even if the color of the hemorrhage is slightly darker, it is reasonable, but the kid in Fengxue Building vomited blood and turned a little purple, and he really can't see anything if he doesn't look carefully." ”