Qi Shang had a gloomy face and didn't speak, his eyes were staring at the long sword that fell into the sky, why did the long sword that he was sure of grabbing hurt his left arm?

Qiu Bing smiled faintly, he understood that Yun Luotian had integrated the essence of Zhang Xiaojie's phantom body technique into his swordsmanship.

After a long time, Qi Shang raised his head and looked at Yun Luotian gloomily and said, "I didn't expect that I still underestimated you and the relationship between you." ”

Yun Luotian smiled and looked at Qiu Bing and the others in the audience, and said, "That's right, our relationship is indeed very good!"

Qi Shang snorted coldly and said, "The relationship is good enough to communicate with each other!"

Yun Luotian smiled, neither denying nor admitting it.

Seeing Yun Luotian's ambiguous appearance, Qi Shang's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "Even if you have ten thousand skills, you have absolutely no reason to win today!"

Yunluo Tiandao: "Not ......"

Before the words could be said in a hurry, Qi Shang's soft sword suddenly attacked again, directly taking the throat of the clouds falling into the sky, this sword was not only extremely fast, but also extremely powerful, Qi Shang made up his mind that he wanted to use his strength to break through the clouds and the sky.

Although Qi Shang's sword came quickly, it pointed at Yun Luotian's throat, the throat was a major point of human beings, and anyone should be vigilant, but Yun Luotian raised the long sword unhurriedly, and the last shot came first, but the tip of the sword was still about a foot away from Qi Shang's wrist, if Qi Shang insisted on stabbing Yun Luotian's throat, his wrist would be cut off on Yun Luotian's sword first.

Yun Luotian's sword was so ingenious that Qi Shang couldn't stop it, and he couldn't stop it as he watched his wrist hit the blade. At this moment, Qi Shang's eyes bulged out, his breathing stagnated, and even his heartbeat seemed to stop, and everyone knew very well what the loss of his palm meant to a martial artist.

"Must!" The word spat out, and Yun Luotian delicately stepped to the side, his throat avoiding the tip of Qi Shang's sword, but the long sword in his hand was still aimed at Qi Shang's wrist.

The faces of everyone in the audience also turned pale, and some even closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at them anymore.

Qi Shang of the party concerned even closed his eyes, and it was taboo to close his eyes when facing the enemy, but now in this situation, no matter how big his eyes are and how clearly he can see, what use can he do? At this moment, Qi Shang is already in the dust.

When Qi Shang's wrist hit the long sword, everyone in the ring was taken aback, the cold long sword became illusory, and it was scattered invisibly by Qi Shang's hand, and everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but Qi Shang's sword momentum was still violent, driving the distracted Qi Shang to roar past Yun Luotian, and he was about to rush off the ring.

Suddenly, the audience shouted, the voice was as fierce as a bell, and immediately woke up the delirious Qi Shang, seeing that he was about to fall into the ring, Qi Shang hurriedly shook his hand, and the soft sword was immediately deflected and inserted into the ring, with the help of the pull of the ground, he could stabilize his figure on the edge of the ring.

Yun Luotian squinted his eyes at the source of the sound, and saw a young man, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, slender and lean, with a bright gaze, holding a turquoise long sword in his arms.

He drank this drink, and Qi Shang woke up, obviously favoring Qi Shang and his people, and immediately aroused the angry eyes of the people around him, on the ring, it all depends on his personal strength, and now many people are helping each other, so that many people are very unhappy in their hearts, the rules of the competition are as heavy as a mountain, and no one can shake them, now it is the clouds that fall into the sky and suffer, so who will be next time?

Although everyone was quite displeased, this young man seemed to have heard of it, and his eyes were still on Qi Shang.

Yun Luotian frowned slightly, looked at Qi Shang and said, "Do you want to continue, or step down yourself?"

Qi Shang's face turned pale, he glanced at Yun Luotian, and then turned his head to look at the young man in the audience, as if he had received some instructions, and turned his head back and said, "Since I haven't fallen, why do you want to admit defeat?"

Yun Luotian smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, there are not many opportunities to play one against two!"

Qi Shang's face immediately turned a little paler, and his original posture with his head held high also bent slightly, and the young people in the audience didn't care, and said: "Since you came to the stage, you stepped down inexplicably before you had time to show your strength, isn't this too boring?"

Yun Luotian grinned and said, "Then I will welcome you on the stage to show your unique skills!"

The young man snorted coldly and said, "I want to show it, but someone has to stay on the stage to have a chance!"

Yun Luotian smiled: "Very good, today I just want to see your stunts, then I will definitely not leave the ring half a step." ”

As soon as the words fell, Qi Shang had already stepped forward and said loudly: "I am not defeated yet, your opponent is still me!"

Yun Luotian nodded, pretending to suddenly realize: "Ah, it turns out that this game is just a competition with you? I thought I would have to fight with the big brother in the audience!"

There was a burst of laughter in the audience, and at this time, not only Qi Shang was shocked and angry, but even the faces of the young people in the audience sank.

Qi Shang shook his sword and said, "Don't insult people!"

His figure suddenly flashed, rushing towards the clouds and falling into the sky like an arrow, and his body was extremely fast, and most of the people in the audience were taken aback.

The soft sword fluttered, glowing with cold light and went straight to the heart of Yun Luotian, Yun Luotian saw that this sword was twists and turns, it was a strange sword, it was cleverly increased, but the strength was extremely small, obviously it was the last time that he suffered a loss and had palpitations, he immediately smiled slightly, quickly pulled out the long sword, and stabbed it back, this sword was not happy, but Qi Shang was shocked, the sword turned around, and stabbed towards Yun Luotian's throat. The Yunluo Heavenly Sword also turned, but it stabbed towards the air, Qi Shang was shocked again, and the soft sword turned again.

The two of them took out more than a dozen swords in a row, and every time Qi Shang stabbed at Yun Luotian's vital point, but Yun Luotian's sword only stabbed into the air, and he didn't see the defensive trend and offensive intention from beginning to end, but Qi Shang retreated step by step, and returned to the edge of the ring.

Qi Shang took another step back, his heels were empty, his heart was tight, and he almost fell off the ring, in a hurry, he raised his sword and stabbed sharply, and in an instant, the cold light filled the sky, and the soft sword turned into hundreds of silver snakes and swam around Yunluotian.

Everyone was stunned, Yun Luotian was an ordinary sword, there was no strong wind, and it was not a very fierce sword, but it forced Qi Shang's sword path to become smaller and smaller, and at this time, everyone understood that Yun Luotian was an out-and-out sword master.

Seeing that Qi Shang's sword momentum was exhausted, but he still gritted his teeth and stood on the stage, Yun Luotian smiled slightly, the sword momentum suddenly accelerated, and in an instant, it was also full of cold light, dozens of silver snakes swam beside Qi Shang, Qi Shang's face changed drastically, and everyone was even more dumbfounded. The Cloud Falling Sky Envoy is the swordsmanship made by Qi Shang, although the number of silver snakes is much less than that of Qi Shang, but it is more agile, and the threatening surname is far more fatal than Qi Shang.

Dozens of "hiss" sounded, Qi Shang's white robe and underwear were torn, revealing the tender flesh wrapped on both sides of the white thighs inside, Yang Lingling was embarrassed, and hurriedly raised his hand to cover his eyes, Wen Huiqing applauded and laughed and Zhang Xiaojie shouted together.

The rest of the crowd laughed even more, and for a while the crowd laughed crookedly.

Qi Shang was stunned on the stage, his eyes were dull, and suddenly he let out a strange scream, abandoned his sword and ran away.

The originally gloomy faces of the young people in the audience suddenly flashed a grim smile.

But after a while, he hid this smile, jumped into the ring with a cold face, looked at Yun Luotian and sighed: "Since everyone is on the same front, why do you humiliate your own people so much?"

Yun Luotian said lightly: "Qi Shang is ruthless, if I am really a waste, then isn't it a corpse on the spot?"

The young man said coldly: "If you really can't resist, of course Qi Shang will keep his hand, how can he kill you!"

Yun Luotian said: "Then Qi Shang's intention is to see me make a fool of myself? Could it be that you should humiliate me, and if I fight back, I will kill my own people?"

Yun Luotian smiled slightly, and continued: "Since you are standing on this stage and have chosen to fight, in addition to thinking about victory, you should also accept all the adverse consequences for yourself, right?"

The young man's face was even darker, but he couldn't find the words to refute it at the moment.

Suddenly, Wen Huiqing and Zhang Xiaojie applauded suddenly, applauding loudly, and immediately led everyone to applaud along, cheering higher than louder, higher than one after another.

The young man smiled coldly and said, "Qi Shang is indeed to blame, but at this moment, it is the two of us who are competing for strengths and weaknesses, do you think you will strike first or I will strike first?"

Yunluo Tiandao: "Whoever comes first and who comes later, the result is not the same?"

The young man snorted coldly and said, "But I talk a lot!"

Wen Huiqing said disdainfully in the audience: "You have a lot of mouths, it's even more verbose than a woman!"

The young man's face turned cold, and he squinted at Qiu Bing and said, "I didn't expect you to have friends, and you will be with these people!"

Qiu Bing said lightly: "You have to take care of this, if you don't deal with it for a few months, how did you become nosy like a woman?"

The young man was even angrier, and there seemed to be a spark in his eyes.

Wen Huiqing looked at Qiu Bing in surprise and said, "Do you recognize him?"

Qiu Bing nodded and said, "The second young man of the Song family, Song Shizhong, who is known as the Wind Sword!"

"Wind Sword?" Wen Huiqing squinted at Song Shi and looked at Song Shi again, and said disdainfully: "Just like him, the Niangmen Sword is almost the same!"

"Mother, mother, mother, mother!" Zhang Xiaojie read these three words repeatedly, and laughed.

At this time, the crowd burst into laughter again, and Song Shizhong's previous behavior of interfering with the ring really provoked the anger of the public.

Song Shizhong's hands on his shoulders suddenly exerted force, and his fingers almost sank into the flesh.

Yun Luotian smiled: "Since you feel embarrassed, then let's make a move!"

"As you wish!" Song Shizhong waved his hand, and a streamer burst out, pointing directly at the cloud falling into the sky, the speed and the weight of the force made everyone in the audience change their faces.

Yun Luotian's face showed a look of great joy, and he shouted: "Breaking the arrow!" The long sword struck at the streamer, the force was just right, only to see the streamer turn back suddenly, and the speed and strength were several times that when it flew.

The streamer returned instantly, Song Shizhong was taken aback, the long sword slashed from top to bottom, and the streamer was suddenly divided into two halves, but the castration was still unabated, and the audience flashed sharply, only to see a green scabbard split into two and inserted into the ground.

Song Shizhong looked at the sword scabbard that had been split, his face was reluctant, his hands clenched suddenly, and he actually held the hilt of the sword so creaky.