"Huh?"

Hearing the words of Nalan Fei, the head of the Nalan family, the three referees were slightly stunned. Eye contact, whispering.

"Bet on the quota, one more game?" said the referee Ximen. "This kind of thing seems to have never happened in the previous trials from all walks of life. This ......"

"If they want to gamble, let them gamble. The referee surnamed Li glanced at the proud and outstanding Fengyun without a trace with great interest. "Brother Daxi, Brother Ximen, this child is really an incomparably demonic existence, but his blow just now is indeed too weird, even the three of us, we don't see a name. Now, let him fight another game, and we can pay full attention to it, and see through this young man's martial arts routine, wouldn't it be a wonderful thing?"

"Hmm. As Brother Li said, allow Nalan to fight with Fengyun Wuxi!" Ximen Referee said thoughtfully, "If Fengyun Wuxian is defeated in this battle, it can only mean that we have lost our eyes." ”

After such an exchange, the referee of Ximen nodded at Nalan Fei, "Okay, fight!"

Nalan Fei bowed to the seats of the three Proud Han Sect referees and thanked him, "Thank you for your permission!"

Immediately, Nalan Fei ordered the family disciples to help the injured Nalan down violently and bandage him for treatment. At the same time, Nalan Wuwu, who was about to fight, called over.

"Don't worry, Meng'er fought with that storm without a trace before, you watched the battle from the sidelines, and you can see it clearly. At this point, do you have a chance of winning in your mind?" Nalan Fei asked sternly.

Nalan was full of spirit, "Grandpa, there are two reasons for the defeat of Brother Meng in the battle just now. First, Brother Meng is too light on the enemy, and second, the luck of Fengyun without a trace is too against the sky! If I fight against him, I will definitely go all out to display the highest martial arts of the Nalan family, and the sword technique of the long river falls, step by step, and kill Fengyun without a trace!"

Nalan Fei's eyes showed a look of appreciation, his heart was clear, he was carefree, his mind was meticulous, he was old, and his cultivation had also reached the early stage of the six grades of the day after tomorrow, so he was the best candidate for this battle. "Don't worry, you remember, a quota that my Nalan family has already obtained was snatched away by Fengyun without a trace for no reason, what you have to do is to snatch this quota back. Combine...... Wipe out the wind and clouds without a trace! We are prepared to fight, and we will be invincible!"

"Yes, grandpa!" Nalan smiled indifferently and walked into the ring with his sword.

The Wind and Cloud Family Camp ......

"One more battle? With the quota that Traceless has just obtained, go and bet on the quota of Nalan Wuwu...... To gamble or not to gamble?" Fengyun silently rubbed his hands, his face tangled.

Although, Fengyun Wuxian defeated the enemy with one move just now, but now that he thinks about it, Fengyun Mo really can't think of what Fengyun Wuxian relied on to win Nalan Meng. After thinking about it, there are only two words...... Luck!

Now, to gamble on another game of luck without a trace, Fengyun is really uneasy!

"Father, now that my Fengyun family is riding a tiger, I have to fight if I don't fight! I have to gamble if I don't gamble! Look, the envoy of the Aohan Sect, hasn't he already spoken?"

But in his heart, he had another plan...... Fengyun Without a Trace, this little kid, stumbled by mistake, but he was favored by the envoy of the Aohan Sect, and it is very likely that he will eventually enter the Aohan Sect and become a noble disciple of the sect. How can this be? This little kid is very weird, and he has already hated all the people in our Fengyun family! If he is allowed to gain power, one day, he will inevitably return to the family and take revenge on a large scale.

Hearing Fengyun Chu's words, Fengyun woke up silently like a dream, he stood up, took off the saber at his waist, and said loudly to Fengyun Wuxian in the ring, "Traceless child, you are defenseless, grandpa's jasper black gold sword, sharpening iron like clay, just to help you repel strong enemies!"

After that, Fengyun was silently lucky, and with a wave of his hand, the sword was slowly thrown towards Fengyun without a trace in the ring.

Fengyun glanced at Fengyun Mo indifferently, turned sideways, and did not take the sword, allowing it to fall to the ground and abandon it.

Fengyun Wuxian turned around, walked to the back and lost his strength, lay down in front of Fengyun Xue on the ground, and squatted down, "Sister Xue, your sword, borrow it from me." ”

Fengyun Xue's face was full of astonishment, "No trace, just ...... How did you defeat Nalan Meng just now......? How could this be ......" she said as she handed her long sword to Fengyun Wuxi.

Fengyun Wuxian took the long sword and smiled, "Sister Xue, I am fighting against Nalan Wuwu this time, not to win a place for the Fengyun family, but to help you realize your dream of entering the Aohan Sect." Sister Xue, this battle, fight for you!"

After speaking, Fengyun Wuxian slowly stood up, took two steps forward, and looked at his opponent Nalan without worry.

Fengyun Xue looked at Fengyun Traceless stupidly and upright, full of confident back, and her eyes seemed to be stupid.

"In the battle just now, I was really lucky to win! Nalan Meng is known as a martial artist in the middle of the 6th grade of Xuanqi the day after tomorrow, and his realm is much higher than mine, if he guards the door as soon as he comes up, and uses Xuanqi cultivation as a strict defense, even if I see the flaws in his sword moves, it will be difficult to hurt him. He lost because he despised me too much! Now, this Nalan Wuwu is bound to learn a lesson, fight steadily, and advance and retreat with evidence. Once I fight him, the chances of winning will be very small. Fengyun Wuxian weighed in his heart, "If you want to win Nalan Wuwu, you can only ...... Strike first to be strong, press step by step! Attack instead of defend!"

Thinking of this, Fengyun Wuxian tightened the hilt of the sword in his hand, and 52 Heaven and Earth Dantian hovered near his body, ready to be sucked into his body at any time!

"Fengyun Traceless Boy, you were lucky to defeat Brother Meng just now, don't get carried away, I'll let you see it today, what is called a kendo genius......" Nalan stood proudly with his sword in his hand, and sneered at Fengyun without a trace.

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Fengyun Wuxian had already stepped forward with both feet, and the long sword in his hand was handed out casually, and the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at Nalan Wuwu's left chest!

This sword is purely careless and perfunctory, and it definitely does not contain any sharp killing moves, exquisite after-moves.

"Huh, what kind of sword technique is this?" On the referee's seat, the three envoys of the Proud Han Sect who were preparing to study the number of Fengyun Traceless Martial Arts exclaimed at the same time!

The sword of Fengyun without a trace, what kind of sword trick is it?

However, it is such a casual sword, but Nalan Wuwu is unable to parry! When Nalan Wuwu came on the field, all he was thinking about was the highest martial art of the Fengyun family, the routine trend of the thirteen swords of death, he expected that since Fengyun Wuxian came from the Fengyun family, if he practiced martial arts, he would definitely take the path of the thirteen swords of death, but he didn't expect that as soon as he fought, Fengyun Wuxian stabbed out a sword indiscriminately, without any rules!

In a trance, Nalan Wuwu actually took a step back!

was scribbled by the scribbled sword of Fengyun without a trace, and was directly forced to take a step back!

"Huh?"

All the spectators were surprised!

"Hmph! it's just a child's thing!" Nalan was embarrassed and angry, his whole body burst out with mysterious energy, the long sword in his hand shook, sneering, and he was about to use the essence of the sword technique of the long river to counterattack back towards Fengyun without a trace!

What flashed in Fengyun Wuwu's mind was all the essentials of the Dugu Nine Sword Breaking Style, Nalan Wuwu's move had just been halfway through, the sword wind had not yet been formed, and the trick had not yet been fully cast, Fengyun Wuxian had already seen the 12 flaws in Nalan Wuwu's sword, so the Fengyun Wuxian long sword was handed over again and stabbed at Nalan Wuwu's left shoulder!

"Huh?" Nalan Wuwu was taken aback, if he had sent out this move, the long sword without a trace would have pierced his left shoulder!

Nalan Wuwu didn't dare to say anything about this move, so he could only take another step back!

Taking a step back, Nalan Wuwu's face turned red, this is not to say that he blushed with embarrassment, you know, the sword technique just now, just half of it, was forced back, the Xuan Qi in the body was originally issued with the sword move, but now, the sword move can not be sent out heartily, the Xuan Qi naturally returns to the dantian halfway, which provokes Nalan Wuwu's internal organs to churn faintly and hurt, and the blood and qi go straight to his cheeks!

Then, Nalan Wuwu slashed out another sword, unexpectedly, this sword technique was still halfway through, and the soft sword stabbed Nalan Wuwu's lower abdomen without a trace, and it was a sword that was stabbed out of the flaw, Nalan Wuwu really didn't dare not save it, he didn't use this swordsmanship after all, and he took a step back!

One step further without a trace!

As a result, Nalan Wuwu attacked 24 swords in a row, and each sword was only halfway through, and he was easily found the flaw by Fengyun Wuxian and forced back!

Nalan took 24 steps back without worry, and every time he took a step back, his face was ruddy!

Retreat all the way to the edge of the ring! His face was like a monkey's ass!

Suddenly, Nalan let out a mouthful of hot blood with a worry-free "poof", and the whole person was paralyzed to the ground like mud!

24 times the Xuan Qi wanted to spit out with the sword momentum, and 24 times he was forced to return to the dantian! Each time, it brought an extremely heavy load to the internal organs! Finally, Nalan Wuwu's whole body was disturbed, his chest was full of trouble, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the person also fainted.

In fact, Nalan Wuwu was injured, and he was more serious than Nalan Meng! Although the fainting this time was not fatal, after he woke up, he would find that the Xuan Qi in the dantian had collapsed, and his cultivation would be lowered by several realms!

"Huh, attacking the enemy has to be defended, and sure enough, it is the true meaning of Dugu Nine Swords!" Fengyun Wuxian smiled slightly, "Just now, I didn't even use a little Xuan Qi, relying on the subtlety and subtlety of Dugu Nine Swords alone, I defeated a strong enemy, it is really a classic battle." It's also a shame that this guy talked nonsense as soon as he came up, giving me the opportunity to attack the first sword!"

Fengyun Wuxian slowly walked back to Fengyun Xue's side, and said with a smile, "Sister Xue, I won Nalan Wuwu, and I will snatch back a place for you!"

Fengyun Xue said stupidly, "Traceless, how did you win?" It seems that your swordsmanship seems to be very high, but it seems that you don't know swordsmanship at all...... Sister Xue was confused by you!"

And, all the spectators in the audience were silent!

How could he win? How did he win? Just now, every sword he used was soft, as if he hadn't eaten for a few days, but every sword could force Nalan Wuwu to take a step back! Could it be that he knew how to use magic spells? It confused Nalan Wuwu's mind?

Weird! Weird!

Only the three referees of the Aohan Sect understood the horror of the wind and clouds without a trace!

"Brother Ximen, Brother Li, in the battle just now, there were 27 swords in a row, and from the second sword, he controlled this competition! Every sword can predict the flaws of Nalan Wuwu's sword moves in advance! This kind of swordsmanship is simply unheard of!" Referee Da Xi was convinced.

"Wrong!" Referee Ximen shook his head and said, "Brother Daxi, Brother Li, in my opinion, that Fengyun Wuxian doesn't know any swordsmanship at all! The reason why he won Nalan Wuwu relied on his eyesight! Talent! And, his unique sense of observing the flaws in his opponent's sword moves! There is no doubt that this Fengyun Wuxian is a martial arts genius that is rare in a century! This kind of enchantment will become a great weapon in the future!"