On the third day, Wei 17 vs. Ding Yigang.

In the previous two days, Ding Yiyu won without a fight, and even the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Sword was not unsheathed, in his mind, only Xiang Yu of the Liyang faction was his only opponent, and the rest of the people were all lost, not worthy of his attention. With this in mind, he stepped on the sword testing platform, and a feeling of loneliness like snow was born in his heart.

Wei Qiqi took the stage one step ahead of him, standing in the position of the east and west of his back, the morning sun rose from behind him, and the glow was dazzling.

Ding Yiyu didn't care about the slightest bit of dazzling light, he squinted his eyes and looked at his opponent, seeing that he had no intention of admitting defeat, he scoffed, and lightly put his fingers on the hilt of the sword.

Wei Qiqi grabbed half a step, his waist and abdomen exerted his strength, and he crashed into Ding Yiyu like a bull, and he caught a glimpse of a hundred birds jumping out of the sheath of the phoenix sword, and without waiting for him to take out the sword, he suddenly jumped up high, and then urged the Tibetan Snow Sword, holding the hilt of the sword with a little bit of strength, his body was several feet high out of thin air, and he threw himself forward.

Ding Yiyu was about to take out the sword, suddenly saw him jump into the air, instinctively looked up, the strong light shot into his eyes, only saw a blurry black shadow, the reaction was half a beat slower, and then the right hand pinched the sword trick and waved, hundreds of sword shadows swarmed out, like a school of fish playing in the water, like a shower hitting a new lotus, a hundred birds towards the phoenix sword hidden in the sword shadow, also real and illusory, virtual and real are difficult to distinguish, do not want to fall short, was avoided by Wei XVII's two-stage jump.

As soon as Qiē was under control, Wei Qiqi took advantage of the situation to put the Zangxue Sword into the sword bag, pulled out the iron rod and threw it into the air, before the person arrived, the strong wind came first, and the sharp whistling sound pierced the eardrum like a needle.

"Sure enough, there are some tricks ......" Ding Yilu muttered in a low voice, his figure flickered, turned into a cloud of phantoms, and went around three feet away, turning his back to the dazzling sunlight, seeing the opponent clearly and without concealment.

Ding Yiyu's body method is as fast as a ghost, beyond the reach of manpower, obviously with secret skills, Wei Qiqi's heart sank, he inserted the iron rod deeply into the sword test platform, curled up his legs and feet, stepped on one end of the iron rod, snorted, and turned the momentum of the pounce into an oblique rush, and chased Ding Yiyu away.

Ding Yiyu stretched out his hand to recall the Hundred Birds towards the Phoenix Sword, and saw Wei Qiqi coming straight to him, the door was wide open, and he was completely defenseless, he couldn't help laughing, and with a flick of his fingers, the flying sword turned into a white light, stabbing him in the chest.

Xi Huzi was about to come to the rescue, but when he saw Wei Qiqi waving his hand at him quickly, he was slightly stunned, and put down the Seven Fowl Sword to watch the changes.

The flying sword was close, Wei Qiqi saw it clearly, twisted his body slightly, and let go of his heart when he couldn't make a move. The sharp sword pierced into the chest, like a cow leather, the speed slowed down rapidly, inch by inch through the flesh and blood, straight through the back, Wei XVII was unconscious, only waiting for the hilt of the sword to be close to the chest, then stretched out his right hand to hold the sword body, the thumb and index finger against the sword boring, blood seeped out from his fingers, and flew everywhere.

Wei Qiqi locked the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Sword with his body, and he was castrated, and even pounced on the opponent with his sword, his face was calm as usual. Ding Yiyu was finally moved, urging the sword trick to withdraw the flying sword, Wei Qiqi suddenly reached out of his left hand, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand, and pressed it hard to his chest, and the hundred birds struggled desperately towards the phoenix sword, jumping and stirring in his body, but he was never able to break free.

The distance between the three zhang came in an instant, Ding Yiyu urged the secret technique to move the three zhang away again, Wei Qiqi sighed secretly, no longer had hope, and rushed off the sword test platform. He guessed Ding Yiyu's reaction, but he couldn't guess his hole cards, if there was no second move, Ding Yiyu would be defeated under his hands, and he hated Chixia Valley.

He straightened his body and slowly pulled the flying sword out of his chest, his face did not change, and the wound quickly sprouted flesh and snapped into one place, stopping the bleeding. He held the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Sword and stepped on the sword test platform again, and returned it to Ding Yiyu without being humble or arrogant.

Ding Yilu stared at him for a long time, then suddenly laughed, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Your name is Wei Seventeen, very good, next time we have a chance, we will compare again!"

He took the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Sword, bowed to Qin Zijie, who was presiding over the sword discussion, and Shi Shiran brushed his sleeves away.

Wei Qiqi pulled out an iron rod and put it on his shoulder, and walked down the sword test platform step by step, everyone looked at him with a strange look, Li Duan, who had fought with him, twitched the corners of his mouth, and seemed to be a little angry, and Shen Tuping couldn't help but mutter, "This guy is really ruthless!"

Xiang Yu's eyes flickered, although Wei Seventeen's expression was unexpected, it was not enough to become his opponent, but it was Ding Yilu who made him a little jealous. Jian Xiu once stood in place like a stake, engrossed in manipulating the flying sword to meet the enemy, and it turned out that such a rigid method of warfare would only become a laughing stock, Wei Qiqi and Ding Yilu taught a lesson to the sword cultivation of the seven factions of the side branches, and the concept of having nothing to do outside the sword will eventually be abandoned, and replaced by a sports war with the purpose of defeating the enemy and using all means.

This will be an era of change, and this era will begin with the sword debate in the Caxia Valley.

Wei Qiqi did not stay, although the external wound on his chest was healed, his viscera was pierced by the flying sword, and he urgently needed to find a place to heal. He left immediately behind, as well as Yu Yao, who had been standing behind Ruan Jing and watching the battle.