Wen Kuoge blocked Liu Yunfei's sword, then quickly retreated a few steps back, looked at the broken knife in his right hand, and anger surged in his heart.

Throwing away the broken knife, Wen Kuo took a step forward, held the handle of the other knife with both hands, shouted, and slashed the knife suddenly, and a blade of true qi condensed slashed towards Liu Yunfei quickly.

The cold light flashed in Liu Yunfei's eyes, and the sword in his hand flew up and down, and one after another qi blades flew out one after another, shooting at the true qi blade, but it could only slow down the speed of the blade.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yunfei tightened the sword in his hand, and then rushed towards the flying blade without any hesitation.

Seeing this scene, Xue Zhiqiu, who was outside the court, suddenly became nervous in her heart, she was afraid that Liu Yunfei would be injured because of this.

Yeyun on the side caught Xue Zhiqiu's subtle changes and comforted: "Don't worry, Yunfei will definitely be able to defeat him." ”

Xue Zhiqiu looked at Yeyun, and Yeyun gave her another affirmative look.

Liu Yunfei's face was expressionless, the three cyclones in his body were running rapidly, and the sharp sword in his hand not only shone brightly, but the blade of the sword quickly compressed the condensed true qi.

The moment Liu Yunfei's sword blade touched the blade, the True Qi blade instantly disintegrated, but Liu Yunfei's sword continued to stab at Wen Kuo.

Wen Kuo was taken aback, and hurriedly swung his sword again to block, but this time, his knife was directly pierced by Liu Yunfei's sword and stabbed into his chest.

Although at the last moment, Liu Yunfei stopped his attack and did not pierce Wen Kuo's heart with a sword, the true qi on the blade of the sword still tore his chest into flesh and blood.

Even so, Wen Kuo only quickly retreated a few steps back, although the pain in his chest continued to stimulate the nerves in his brain, but he still insisted on not letting himself fall.

Liu Yunfei looked at Wen Kuo like this, and the corners of his mouth raised a trace of victory joy.

Suddenly, Wen Kuo seemed to be unable to hold on, and half-knelt on the ground.

The Jiulongmen brothers behind him wanted to rush into the field, but were stopped by the Liao Sect Master waving his hand.

"Don't do anything!"

"You'd better throw in the towel." Liu Yunfei said lightly.

Wen Kuo gasped, the blood in his chest was still flowing outward, and the placket on his chest was even more bright red.

"Brother Yunfei Gao Yi..... Wen Kuo......"

Before the words were finished, Wen Kuo was already gasping for more and more breath.

"You've lost!"

Dropping these words, Liu Yunfei turned around and walked to the sidelines.

But at this moment, a change occurred, and Wen Kuo suddenly took out several silver needles from his cuffs and shot them quickly towards Liu Yunfei's back.

"Uncle Liu, be careful!"

Ye Xun found out about this scene and hurriedly exclaimed, but it was still a step too late.

At the moment when Liu Yunfei noticed the abnormal turn, the silver needle stabbed into his shoulder impartially.

Liu Yunfei was immediately furious, and immediately lucked the true qi in his body, and he was about to launch an attack on Wen Kuo.

But at this moment, Liu Yunfei only felt a sour feeling next to his shoulder that was stabbed by a silver needle, and this feeling was rapidly spreading to his whole body, and he was suddenly shocked in his heart: "The silver needle is poisonous!" ”

After saying this, Liu Yunfei fell down with a sour body, and Ye Xun and Xue Zhiqiu hurriedly rushed towards Liu Yunfei.

"Uncle Liu!"

"Phineas!"

Helping Liu Yunfei up, Xue Zhiqiu was very distressed, Liu Yunfei's face was pale at this time, and his lips were already slightly purple.

"This poison spreads so fast." Night Seeker.

"Despicable!" Xue Zhiqiu's eyes erupted with fire, and he pointed at Wen Kuo and said angrily.

The Liao Sect Master on the side laughed out loud: "Xue Nuxia is serious, she didn't say that she was not allowed to use hidden weapons before the competition, how can this be called despicable." ”

Ye Xun looked at the Liao Sect Master clenching his fists, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Take the antidote, we will admit defeat in this game."

Hearing Ye Xun's words, the Liao Sect Master laughed even more rampantly, but this laughter became a catalyst for hatred in Ye Xun's heart.

Today's Xingyue Sword Gate, the masters have almost withered, only Yeyun, Liu Yunfei and Xue Zhiqiu are three, if Liu Yunfei is poisoned and dies this time, even if he pays a painful price, Yexun will let the entire Jiulong Gate accompany him to be buried.

But fortunately, the master of the Liao Sect seemed to listen to Ye Xun's words, and after he finished laughing, he ordered someone to take out the antidote.

Ye Xun was worried about fraud, so he asked Xue Zhiqiu to lead someone to carry Liu Yunfei into the back hall, and instructed the doctor in the door to identify the authenticity of the antidote before Liu Yunfei could take it.

"Now that we've won one game each, let's have a third match, and I don't know who you're going to let play." Although the master of the Liao Sect said this, he believed in his heart that this third game would definitely be played by Yeyun himself.

In this way, when the time comes, the fourth and fifth games, the Xingyue Sword Gate can only let the three generations of disciples play, and the Nine Dragons Gate can easily win these two victories, so in this third game, the Liao Sect Master plans to let the weaker people in the door go through the process.

But he didn't expect that a man about twenty-seven or eighteen years old walked out on the opposite side, although he looked young, but he had an extraordinary bearing, and he had a heroic style.

"Yanzong, don't keep your hands, avenge Uncle Liu, and let them taste your power."

"Don't worry, Yeonjong understands."

Murong Fu slowly walked into the entrance, clasping his hands into fists: "Xingyue Sword Sect Li Yanzong asks for advice." ”

The Liao Sect Master frowned, a little at a loss for a while, he didn't expect Yeyun to not play, after hesitating for a moment, he said to the person behind him: "Luo Shizhang, you are on this one." ”

Luo Shizhang understood, jumped into the middle, and slowly took off his shirt, his upper body was also tattooed with a lifelike dragon.

Luo Shizhang ranked seventh among the Nine Dragons, of course, they were not in the order of age, but in order of strength, Luo Shizhang's strength was slightly lower than Fan Yao and Wen Kuo, and Dao Xuan True Qi was cultivated to the middle realm of the seventh layer.

Originally, in today's competition, the Liao Sect Master did not plan to let him appear, just because the Xingyue Sword Sect sent a young man, although the Liao Sect Master was puzzled, he still couldn't help but be a little underestimated.

Because the twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old Murong Fu was the third-generation disciple of the Xingyue Sword Sect in the eyes of the Lord of the Liao Sect.

Therefore, the Liao Sect Master did not send the top-ranked masters in the Nine Dragons Gate to play.

"Nine Dragons Monroe Scholar Chapter Advice."

As soon as the words fell, Luo Shizhang rushed towards Murong Fu, and slapped his powerful palm directly at his face.

Murong Fu was very calm, he judged Luo Shizhang's attack clearly, raised his hand to block Luo Shizhang's palm, and then raised his finger and pointed it at Luo Shizhang's shoulder.

But Luo Shizhang also has a lot of combat experience, and the moment Murong Fu made a move, he penetrated his intentions, and his whole body twisted, and Murong Fu's finger was already in vain.

But his attack was more than just a simple finger.

Stretching his arms forward, his index finger and middle finger together with both hands, the only cyclone in his body of luck transported the true qi to his fingers, and Murong Fu used the sword to refer to it, using the family swordsmanship of the Murong family.

His speed is extremely fast, and he will suddenly change his moves when attacking, and instantly become a joint finger, although Luo Shizhang has never seen this kind of fingering, but he knows that as long as he is hit by this fingering, the place of the middle finger will be pierced by the true qi between the fingers.

Such an attack couldn't help but make Luo Shizhang miserable, and he couldn't attack anymore except to try his best to defend.

The Liao Sect master outside the field gradually discovered the clues, and in this competition, Luo Shizhang has been suppressed.

Frowning, the Liao Sect Master secretly said in his heart: "The three generations of disciples of the Xingyue Sword Sect, when did this kind of talent come out?" ”

And on the side of the Xingyue Sword Gate, Yeyun looked at the competition in the field, and couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, he had heard the disciples in the door say that the A-Qing swordsmanship around Yexun was superb, but he never thought that this young son actually had good strength.

The competition in the field was still going on, and Murong Fu suddenly sold a flaw, luring Luo Shizhang to attack his chest, and his decision accelerated the pace of his victory.

Luo Shizhang didn't know Murong Fu's intentions, his palms were already roaring towards his chest while condensing his true qi, Murong Fu sneered, his body quickly twisted, his left hand rushed out, buckled Luo Shizhang's attacking palms, and his right hand used his fingers to point at Luo Shizhang's right arm.

True Qi pierced through his arm in an instant, and blood splattered several feet high under the urging of True Qi.

The pain caused Luo Shizhang's body to stagnate for a short time, and taking advantage of this opportunity, Murong Fu put out his hands together and tapped two fingers on each of his upper body, and in an instant, his body was pierced through four holes.

Then a palm hit him in the chest, and Luo Shizhang's entire body flew out seven or eight meters and fell to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

He squirmed twice, and the next moment, Luo Shizhang lost consciousness.

Murong Fu looked at Luo Shizhang, looked around at the people of the Nine Dragons Gate, and hugged his fists and said, "Accept!" ”