The wooden sword is attacked, and the jade flute is defended.

Between one attack and one defense, two hundred rounds have passed, and the high and low are still not seen.

Clang!

The swords intersected, and after a crisp sound, Xiao Liao and the two separated, each taking five steps back, and wiped the sweat from their faces.

Holding the peachwood sword, Xiao Yun was panting and sweating profusely. He had never fought with people for so long before, and his only combat experience was with Shen Tuhui, but at that time he did not use a sword, but used a halberd to break the Huangquan sword technique.

It's not at all like today, one sword and seven styles are hearty and coherent.

"Good boy, I haven't seen you make a move before, but I didn't expect two more shots. Liao Yu is no better, he is also out of breath, the jade flute is in his hand, but he is already faintly lacking.

Xiao Yun was silent, he knew his own affairs, and now he was already poor in donkey skills except for those two Xuan-level pulse techniques that he had not used.

Liao Yu's jade flute was so brilliant that he couldn't stop his ** offensive. In this way, his speed and ** advantage will not play a role. Coupled with the repeated fruitless attacks of one sword and seven styles, it can be said that Xiao Yun is in a strong offensive state on the surface, but in fact, he has done his best.

If Liao Yu makes another surprise move, it is estimated that Xiao Yun will not be able to parry.

"But I look at the number of your attack paths, you have no sword skills, but you have no sword intent, presumably you haven't experienced the magic of internal force in the Nine Realms of Martial Arts, right?" Liao Yu smiled, holding a jade flute in his hand, and rushed over without saying a word.

"How is internal force wonderful?" Before Xiao Yun could understand the meaning of these words, Liao Yu's jade flute had already been ordered. In the panic, Xiao Yun set up his sword to block, but this time it was very different from the previous attack.

The jade flute was about to come over, and Xiao Yun's first feeling was that his skin was painful, as if there was an invisible force pressing with the jade flute.

Is this an internal force?

Pressing the body, Xiao Yun instantly had a familiar feeling.

That's right, that power is the internal force in the dantian!

Clang!

Click!

The two voices sounded almost at the same time, and before Xiao Yun could react, a thin crack quickly opened from the center of the peachwood sword, and in the blink of an eye, the peachwood sword broke in two. Because the tip of the sword was no longer under Xiao Yun's control, it was directly ejected by Liao Yu's internal force, and it hit the floor with a bang.

Rumble!

Liao Yu's internal strength not only broke Xiao Yun's wooden sword with one blow, but also was unforgiving, taking advantage of Xiao Yun's stunned moment, he rushed straight towards Xiao Yun's chest.

The pressure on his chest and the broken wooden sword in his hand flashed when Xiao Yun was in a hurry. I didn't have time to think too much, so I subconsciously mobilized my internal force and used the dantian as a meridian.

The ghost doesn't know footwork!

With a flash of thought, the footwork that had been locked in the room for three days and practiced automatically stepped out at this time, and before Xiao Yun's thinking could keep up, the strange footwork had already taken him three steps sideways to the left, leaving a string of afterimages, just avoiding Liao Yu's internal strength.

"Huh?" Liao Yu was shocked.

Even Luo Hu, who had always been indifferent, opened his eyes wide, and looked at Xiao Yun's eyes with a slight expression of appreciation.

At this time, a mysterious feeling arose in Xiao Yun's heart, as if he was no longer controlling the footwork, but the footwork was controlling him.

Without thinking about it, in an instant, he took two steps forward again, bypassing Liao Yu and appearing directly behind Liao Yu, and the internal force in his dantian was close to exhaustion.

In just five steps, between the lightning and flint, Xiao Yun not only successfully dodged Liao Yu's internal strength, but also skillfully went around behind Liao Yu, and even Liao Yu couldn't react.

Great opportunity.

The opponent can't react, he is behind him, when will he not make a move at this time?

Xiao Yun smiled treacherously, desperately squeezing the core of the dantian, and all the internal forces roared out, pouring into the meridians like a tide, and surging along the meridians to the palm of his hand.

Another Xuan-level pulse technique, Eight Extremes Qingyan Fist!

It seems that Xiao Yun is just a person if he doesn't make a move, and he will kill him as soon as he has the opportunity. Now when the opportunity comes, all the two Xuan-level pulse techniques come in handy. No way, who told him to be at a disadvantage?

The internal force rushed out of his palm like a surging river, and the great power could hit Liao Yu's back.

At this time, it was too late to turn around, Liao Yu secretly sighed that it was a pity, and he had to use his pulse to protect his body, because Xiao Yun's blow even made him feel a lot of threat.

The internal force accumulated in the palm, and it seemed to be condensed into a solid shape to wrap the fist, Xiao Yun suddenly woke up, isn't this the move that Liao Yuyu Xiao attacked before? Yes, the internal force still has this wonderful use.

In the past few days, studying the pulse technique has almost made Xiao Yun forget that his current main force is still internal force, so he didn't pay much attention to the operation of internal force. Now after being reminded by Liao Yu, he secretly regretted it.

Rumble!

The fist with all the internal force hit Liao Yu's back firmly, but Xiao Yun felt like he was hitting cotton, and all the strength was unloaded, and in the end, he only pushed Liao Yu's body seven steps away.

With a punch, Xiao Yun was no longer able to stand, the internal strength in the dantian was exhausted, his knees were sore, and he collapsed to the ground. But he was on his broken sword and tried not to let himself lie down.

"You won. Liao Yu had already put away the jade flute at this time, walked over and pulled up Xiao Yun, and said with a straight face.

"Win?" Xiao Yun said weakly.

"Well, the last punch, if I hadn't used my pulse, maybe I would have been injured. Although Liao Yu was a little reluctant, he had to admit it. He clearly knew that if the last blow was replaced by an opponent of the same level, he would probably be seriously injured at this time.

"You're amazing. ”

"You are also very powerful, in just three days, you can actually master two Xuan-level pulse techniques, I underestimate you. ”

"It's just a fluke. The paralyzed body rested on Liao Yu's body, Xiao Yun looked at Luo Hu, wanting to hear what Luo Hu's opinion was. But who knew that Luo Hu had already closed his eyes and pondered at some point, and he had long since paid attention to the competition between the two.

With a light scolding, Liao Yu helped Xiao Yun back to the room and said, "You have a good rest and recover your internal strength." After saying that, Liao Yu retreated, leaving Xiao Yun alone on the bed exhausted.

Xiao Yun was not in a hurry to recover his internal strength, he recalled the exchange just now, sometimes the self-realization after the battle was more important than the battle itself.

First of all, there is no doubt that Xiao Yun is a narrow victory, but it is also a failure.

If it weren't for Liao Yu's constant suppression of strength in the Xianwu Realm, they would not be able to compare at all, and it would be enough to know the gap between the Xianwu Realm and the Tongmai Realm from the last blow that Liao Yu easily defended.

Narrowly winning, winning by surprise.

After all, the ghost does not know the footwork is a high-level pulse technique of the upper grade of the Xuan Rank, although Xiao Yun is still quite unskilled in using it, but it can still achieve unexpected results when used suddenly. Coupled with the Eight Extremes Qingyan Fist of the Attack Pulse Technique, Xiao Yun believed that as long as he practiced diligently, these two Xuan-level Pulse Techniques would definitely be his killer weapon for a period of time in the future.

Failure, defeat in the realm does not know.

Xiao Yun of the Xianwu Realm didn't even know the use of internal force, and blindly operated the internal force in a pulse-like way, causing him to lose the original power of the internal force, and Liao Yu's knockdown before also gave him a big wake-up call.

I don't know what effect one sword and seven styles will have when used with internal force? Xiao Yun was looking forward to it.

Secondly, this competition also gave Xiao Yun a deeper understanding of what is one sword and seven styles, what is ghost footwork, and what is eight poles Qingyan boxing. That series of sword attacks, now that I think about it, it is estimated that Liao Yu deliberately fought with Xiao Yun to help Xiao Yun understand and comprehend.

Giggling, looking through the window at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, Xiao Yun was actually full of expectations for this trip to the imperial capital, not to mention that she had also arrived in the imperial capital.