This world is always unpredictable, and the next situation is beyond everyone's expectations.

Wang, who had completely gained the upper hand just now, did not stay, but now he has the upper hand.

Mo Xingxing, who was applauding on the side just now, closed their mouths in surprise.

Let's see what the situation is on the field?

Nangong Xi's passive defense was forced to the left side of the hotel by Wang Buliuxing, and everyone retreated to the other side, and when the fighting place of the two moved to the right side of the hotel, everyone retreated to the left.

But both times, one person chased, and one person retreated. The onlookers were also forced away, one moment east, one moment west.

After repeating it twice, Nangong Xi seemed to be familiar with Wang Buliuxing's offensive path, and he didn't panic when he started, so he had to be calmer, and he was on the right track.

His counterattack was still started when he was forced to the right side of the inn.

At that time, Wang Buliuxing forced Nangong Xi to the far right side of the dam outside the hotel, and was stabbing Qin with a move, with a lunge under his feet, the index finger and middle finger of his left hand were together, pointing forward, and then pointing backward.

The sharp sword in his right hand was then handed out, piercing Nangong Xi's heart. It's no longer a pure competition.

It's all about separating the high and low, and there is a taste of fighting for your life.

Just when Gu Shuzi and the others were shocked, and Mo Xingxing and the others were secretly proud, Nangong Xi used a trick that everyone couldn't think of, "Nine Turns Dancheng".

The sword does not protect the heart, but the top of the head. The sword swung six times left and right on his body, and his body spun around, just avoiding the opponent's fatal blow.

The people also shifted their shapes and transposed, and they reached the left side of the king's line. The failure of the sword that must have been struck by the king was also beyond his imagination.

He didn't believe what was happening in front of him, drew his sword back, glanced at the sword twice, and then at Nangong Xi twice.

Wang Buliu was about to take out his sword again, but before he could take out his sword, after the other party adjusted his position, he had already attacked with a sword.

Nangong Xi used the usual easy-to-see "raising fire to the sky", and the sword in his hand was slowly sent from in front of him towards Wang Buliu's chest.

When this move is practiced by many martial arts masters, the teacher emphasizes that it is necessary to win quickly, because it is a common move, everyone is familiar with it, and if you don't make a fuss about it, it is equivalent to helping others feed the move, and there is no threat at all, let alone lethality.

When Nangong Xi made this move, in front of everyone, he was dismantling and separating the actions of this move, and everyone could see every detail clearly.

It's a slow motion, showing in front of your eyes.

What is the next action, everyone can say it with their eyes closed, and they can do it.

Everyone saw that the tip of Nangong Xi's sword was slowly pointing upward, pointing to the door of Wang Buliu.

This action is also expected by everyone, because everyone also practices it from time to time.

It's strange that Wang Buliuxing didn't fight back with his sword when his opponent was in such slow motion, but he was retreating.

It stands to reason that in order to avoid the enemy's attack and be able to fight back early, then you should move quickly and retreat, and immediately turn to attack after getting out of the opponent's attack range.

But the king did not do so.

His movements are also extremely strange, as if he was influenced by Nangong Xi, or he came to cooperate with the other party's movements, and he was also slow.

Nangong Xi was slow, he was also slow, Nangong Xi's sword was raised, and his head was tilted back.

Fortunately, Nangong Xi's sword never stabbed him in the head. Just when everyone thought that this sword would stab him in the head and face, Wang Buliuxing was able to resolve it at the last second.

His movements appear incredibly clumsy, but he can defuse them with his sword at the most dangerous moments. It's just that it looks more strenuous.

Everyone was puzzled, some did not dare to relax in the slightest, and concentrated on the dynamics on the field; some turned their inquiring eyes to Ren Xiaoyao, the third master who did not participate in the field, hoping to find out the answer from his eyes, or from his movements, the clues of who won and who lost.

But everyone couldn't see any movement in Ren Yao's eyes about who won and who lost.

Ren Xiaoyao looked indifferent, his brows furrowed, and he couldn't clearly see the answer from his face.

Seeing that everyone couldn't see the answer from Ren Yao's demeanor, they focused their eyes on the fight between the two in the field.

Judging from the current situation, there is no result for a while.

But everyone can see that there have been several times when Wang Buliu wanted to withdraw and speed up, but he never achieved his wish. was still pressed down by Nangong Xi, so he had to follow Nangong Xi's rhythm.

In this way, Nangong Xi used five tricks in the slow pace to open the door and steal, Kanglong has regrets, air attack goshawk, peacock open screen, and withered vines entangle trees.

Both sides had sweat on their faces, and the sweat on Nangong Xi's face was heavier than Wang Buliuxing's face, which was also unexpected by everyone.

Looking at the situation on the field, it should be normal for Wang Buliuxing to sweat more on his face, but the fact is just the opposite, it is Nangong Xi's face that sweats a lot.

The faces of the two are also changing, both from red to white, from white to yellow.

Nangong Xi's face turned red, white, and yellow, all of which were more obvious than Wang Buliuxing, crimson when red, miserable white when white, and scorched yellow when yellow.

And the latter is just significantly deeper than usual. The crowd was also puzzled.

Ren Xiaoyao was also at a loss at the beginning, he didn't know what method the two were fighting.

After two moves, he understood that Nangong Xi was making superior internal strength, this seemingly simple and plain sword was poured into it with all the true power, if you use an ordinary sword to meet it, it will break when you touch it, even a good sword will not be worth it.

And that power, that true qi, will produce an invisible pressure that will press down your sword, and if you don't make your true qi deal with it, then no matter how clever the sword technique is, it won't be able to use it.

Unless a person's swordsmanship has reached the realm of transformation, which is incredibly fast, such as Feng Qingyang and others, then the opponent's true power and true qi will not work, because your sword can break away from his sword qi surrounding, but ordinary martial arts masters can't do it.

Wang can't do it if he doesn't stay in the line, and Ren Xiaoyao asks himself, he can't do it either. Of course, there is no one in the field who can do it now.

This is Nangong Xi to use his strong internal force to suppress Wang Bu Xing, and not give him a chance to free up his hands to counterattack. But it is also a practice that consumes both physical and internal strength.

Ren Xiaoyao knows that unless this method is extremely profound, it will not be supported for long, and it depends on which of the two sides has deep internal strength.

From a temporary point of view, Nangong Xi has the upper hand, but the advantage is not obvious.

However, I didn't see how much higher Wang Buliuxing's internal strength was than Nangong Xi. If Wang Buliuxing's internal strength was much higher than Nangong Xi, then he would have gotten rid of the opponent's control a long time ago, and he would have turned from defense to attack.

Now, Nangong Xi made a move to turn around, and the sword stabbed out from under the left rib, but his eyes didn't look in the direction of the sword, as if this sword stabbed the air and had nothing to do with him.

Nangong Xi's left hand was arced, clenched into a fist, and was across his chest, but he didn't look at his left fist, just stared at the empty ground on the right side.

Because he knew that his opponent was on his left side, and he was quite close.

In fact, at this time, Wang Buliu was on his left, and the two of them seemed to be good brothers walking one after the other.

Wang Buliu saw that the sword was coming faster than the previous swords, and hurriedly made a move "Golden Needle Tribulation". Of course, this is also the most appropriate way to deal with the "return of the bitter sea" at this time.

Wang Buliu's sword happened to be pressed against the tip of Nangong Xi's sword.

Wang Buliuxing stood in a horse step, his eyes fixed on the intersection of the two swords.

This time, the swords of the two did not separate for a long time.

The faces of the two were still changing.

Nangong Xi's face turned red, while Wang Buliuxing's face turned purple.

The purple on Wang Buliuxing's face became more and more intense, and suddenly the corners of his mouth slowly soaked bloodshot.