There is no doubt that Yang Luoyu has the upper hand in the battle situation.

One arm is injured, more or less, her combat power will be damaged, compared to Xia Donglai, who is intact, Yang Luoyu has lost her advantage.

"If it continues like this, Yang Luoyu will definitely be defeated. Shang Zeyi said lightly.

Seeing that Yang Luoyu's left arm was injured, Yi Qingqiu was already distressed to death, he was more concerned about the battle situation than Shang Zeyi, so he knew that what Shang Zeyi said was right.

In terms of realm, Yang Luoyu is not much inferior to Xia Donglai, although Xia Donglai is the first person in the world to have a stable realm, but Yang Luoyu's fighting spirit is turbulent, and he is more energetic than Gujing Wubo, and even if he is defeated, he will not be so one-sided.

The two of them had already seen through Xia Donglai's careful thinking when they came here, and it was clear that the elders were giving half a point to the juniors, but in fact, they used this to dissolve Yang Luoyu's indomitable fighting spirit, which greatly reduced Yang Luoyu's knife momentum, otherwise even if Xia Donglai was a few points stronger, Yang Luoyu would not be so embarrassed if he did not use the knife drawing technique.

"There is still a chance, as long as Luo Yu discovers Xia Donglai's mind and regains his fighting spirit, then there is still a chance. Yi Qingqiu frowned, pretending to be calm.

In fact, he has no confidence, although Yang Luoyu is extremely talented in martial arts, has a golden heart crystal, and is comparable to Wang Zhaomo, but she is not perfect, and she is not good at it.

This girl looks spicy and wanton, but in fact, she has no scheming, whether it is the possible calculations on the side of the East Fence, or Xia Donglai's careful thinking in the ring now, they are all carefully hidden, he is not sure that Yang Luoyu can see through it.

Xia Donglai Qixing only hit one sword, and he knew that he had gained an advantage, but he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but still stopped again and waited for Yang Luoyu to attack.

Seeing this, Yi Qingqiu's heart cooled, this Xia Donglai really deserves to be the most stable Daozang master, even if he has a great advantage now, but as long as he is not absolutely sure, he is still cautious and does not leave the slightest loophole.

It's really stable to the extreme.

He couldn't help but sigh, sure enough, people have no vitality after middle age, they only seek a stable result in everything, and they are not willing to bear even a little risk.

He deliberately let Yang Luoyu have a long memory, even if he was defeated, it could be regarded as the growth of the knife, so that she understood that there was a calculation in addition to strength, and the things in the world were never as black and white as the black knife in her hand, so she knew that Xia Dong was calculating, and she did not deliberately remind Yang Luoyu of her disadvantages.

In the ring, Yang Luoyu's left hand was injured, and she was no longer more flexible than before, and under the great disadvantage, she carried the knife with one hand and suddenly stopped.

Stopped at least twenty breaths, she didn't move Xia Donglai, the audience was full of suspicion, I didn't know what Yang Luoyu was going to do, was it resting, was it to recover her strength, or what?

Standing opposite Xia Donglai, after twenty breaths, she inhaled deeply, and exhaled again, after breathing, she suddenly opened her eyes, and the murderous aura of battle was vigorous, making the audience cold.

Shang Zeyi and Yi Qingqiu felt the same sense of war, and the two looked at each other and said, "She found out that Xia Donglai was calculating?"

Still Yi Qingqiu understood Yi Yang Luoyu, and then he shook his head and said: "No, she didn't find Xia Donglai, but she found that she was much weaker than usual, so she regained her fighting spirit." ”

"It's that simple!"

Yes, it's as simple as that, Yi Qingqiu looked at Yang Luoyu who was like a god of war in the ring, and sighed in his heart.

It's such a simple thing for her, no matter how complicated the world is, how troublesome things are, for her, it's just a black knife in her hand, and the war intent in her chest, if there is something that can't be solved, then the knife is sharper, and the war intent is more turbulent. ”

Looking at Yang Luoyu who was only holding a knife, Yi Qingqiu's eyes were relieved, and she was also wondering if she had never underestimated her too much.

Her world has her own way of solving, and he just needs to be by her side with peace of mind, check and fill in the gaps, and solve those things that can't be solved with a black knife.

For example, Dongli, such as Yang Xiu and the Hanging Sword Division.

Yi Qingqiu was distracted on the battlefield, he looked to the east, and felt that it was time for him to leave Yang Luoyu behind and go to the east alone.

With a "bang", the swords struck each other, bringing Yi Qingqiu back from his distraction, and he looked at the ring, Yang Luoyu had already fought with Xia Donglai again.

Xia Donglai gave up the idea of retreating as advance, and pulled out the sword flower with the long sword in his hand, and collided with Yang Luoyu's black knife.

The battle intent was monstrous, making Yang Luoyu's knife even more violent, almost the same as the original trick before, but its power had increased several times, like a frenzy in the sea.

Xia Donglai raised his sword, crossed his eyebrows, and touched the ground with three swords to block, blocking the three swords, and he was also knocked back three steps.

The people in the audience were silent, they didn't have the vision of Shang Zeyi and Yi Qingqiu, they only felt that as soon as their eyes were opened and closed, Yang Luoyu was like a different person, and the battle situation was reversed.

Xia Jiansheng, who was originally a grandmaster, was beaten back a few steps and went on the defensive.

Xia Donglai was in the game, and he sensed more clearly that Yang Luoyu's sword momentum was different, and he didn't expect why Yang Luoyu would suddenly regain his fighting spirit, could it be that he saw through his thoughts.

Everything changed too quickly, and in a hurry, he took a few steps back with three swords and three swords, but it didn't mean that Yang Luoyu had won the battle.

Xia Donglai Dao How stable is the middle realm of Tibet, and the seven-star sword hit Yang Luoyu's shoulder, he already has an advantage, and in a hurry, he only has a slight advantage, but when he reacts, it is not at all.

Xia Donglai stopped his backward pace, his seven-foot long sword was in his hand, as steady as Mount Tai, a sword swinged, there was no subtle and ingenious change of virtual and real, it was a move that went straight to the ordinary martial arts city, and it gave birth to an ordinary and extraordinary sense of invincibility.

The sword took a straight road, and Yang Luoyu who came to the victory collided again, last time it was Xia Donglai who retreated, but this time it was different, Xia Donglai had a good time, and Yang Luoyu, who was injured and wielded a knife, formed a difference, and under a sword, Yang Luoyu's overlord knife was a little shorter, and the battle intention in the knife was helplessly melted in an ordinary sword.

Breaking through the sword momentum, the long sword drove straight into Yang Luoyu.

Yang Luoyu is still moving forward, even if he doesn't need to draw the sword, the sword intent of the Hanging Sword Division is still unstoppable, and there is no way to retreat.

The cold came, Yang Luoyu dodged his body to avoid the fatal point, but the long sword pierced Yang Luoyu's left arm again, she took the opportunity to jam Xia Donglai's long sword, and also made the knife with her right hand and slashed at Xia Donglai's shoulder.

Such a weak girl actually used the fierce tactics of exchanging injuries for injuries, Xia Donglai's shoulder stabbed, and he knew that this knife had hurt his shoulder bone.

He looked solemn, and no longer left his hand to slap Yang Luoyu's shoulder, smashing her shoulder bone, and the two were separated again.

Yang Luoyu flew out upside down, bent her knees and landed right at the place of the scabbard, she returned the knife to the sheath, held the scabbard with her right hand and pulled it up from the ground of the ring, holding the handle of the knife with one hand and said, "One breath." ”

The battle intent was overflowing, the murderous aura was coming, and more majestic battle intent emerged from Yang Luoyu's body.

One breath of dew, two breaths of hiding, and three breaths of murder.

A breath has risen, and finally it is the moment when Yang Luoyu draws his sword.