Although Tang Ying thought so in his heart, he didn't have any confidence.

If he was really asked to do this, he wouldn't dare to make a move.

After all, this is about the interests of the entire Tang family.

If he makes a rash move, the powerful relationship in this is self-evident, and I am afraid it will be unbearable.

Murong Yu looked at the scene in front of him, didn't say a word, and was very quiet.

In the ring, the fight was in full swing at the moment, and the battle was also very fierce.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, dressed in a black power suit, was at a disadvantage.

You don't need to guess to know that this young man must be the Tang Yi that Tang Ying is talking about.

The white-clothed young man who was against him was naturally the master of the Kunlun faction this time.

The two are of the same age, their appearance is very handsome, and there is not much difference in height, fat and thinness, both of which coincide with the time of their prime.

The black and white outfits are particularly conspicuous in the ring.

Although the figures of these two people dodge and change, it is easy to distinguish between them.

At first glance, Tang Yi was obviously a little defeated in the face of the aggressive sword moves of the young man in white, and his body was even more defeated.

This is probably due to the constraints of the venue.

Perhaps because of this reason, Tang Yi did not use the Tang family's stunts, nor did he use the Tang family's most prestigious secret weapon mastery.

There is no need to doubt that once Tang Yi uses the secret weapon of the Tang family, he will be able to put aside this weakness in an instant, and then seize the initiative.

All the predicaments will be solved naturally.

However, he did not do so.

The white-clothed young man's sword style was like electricity, as fast as the wind, and Tang Yi's figure twisted, fluttering like a dragon.

One attacks quickly, and the other retreats quickly.

The two of you are chasing me, and it looks very beautiful.

This is more or less a violent beauty.

Of course, all the people gathered here did not come to see their performance, nor did they come to enjoy this beautiful picture.

All the people are here to see them fight to the death.

For a time, the sound of coaxing on the scene was endless.

Murong Yu knew very well what Tang Yi was afraid of, and it was not difficult to guess the reason.

He also knew very well what the consequences would be once Tang Yi used the Tang family's most prestigious secret weapon stunt.

Shooting at such a close distance, even if he did, it was difficult to guarantee that this hidden weapon would not hurt the people watching around him.

Even he wasn't completely sure.

Even he didn't dare to make a move.

Tang Yi can't take this risk.

The reputation of the Tang family is more important than anything else, including his life, of course.

He can't gamble with the reputation of the Tang family.

Because, he can't afford to gamble.

He couldn't afford to lose.

So, he had no choice but to hide.

We can only wait for the best time to come.

In the absence of the most opportune time, to make a move.

He had to wait, he had to wait, waiting for that 100 per cent chance to hit.

At this moment, the only way to respond to change is to remain unchanged.

As long as the other party leaks a flaw, it is his chance to make a move.

Of course, this process is extremely difficult and extremely dangerous.

A slight carelessness is inevitable.

Everyone knows that if Tang Yi doesn't use the Tang family's stunt and the Tang family's most prestigious secret weapon, just blindly dodge like this, he will be defeated by the young man in white in a short time.

I'm afraid that in the end, there will be only one end for him.

That is to kill on the spot.

All the people couldn't help but secretly worry about him for a while.

Among them, there are some gamblers who are heavy on Tang Yi.

At this time, he was begging his ancestors to worship the gods, praying silently in his heart, and he didn't even dare to open his eyes to look at the scene in the ring.

is worried that Tang Yi will die on the spot, and he can't bear it.

I was worried that I would lose because of this.

Of course, one is happy and the other is worried.

Since, some people are worried that Tang Yi will lose, it is inevitable that some people hope that he will lose.

The young man in white naturally saw Tang Yi's intentions, and since he had already seen it, where would he let Tang Yi get his wish.

I saw that the long sword in his hand was dancing non-stop, and the sword style changed more urgently, stabbing towards Tang Yi's face like a storm.

Tang Yi couldn't help but be taken aback, and hurriedly leaned back, avoiding the oncoming long sword, but his feet did not stop, and he took advantage of the situation to dodge to the side.

As the saying goes, if you take advantage of your illness to kill you, once you miss such a good opportunity, wouldn't you have to hate it for life.

The young man in white didn't want to miss this excellent opportunity, and the sword style in his hand turned unhurriedly, the long sword shook, the blade turned into three, and it was divided into three ways, chasing Tang Yi directly.

It's not really a blade, but it's not much less powerful than a blade.

This sword blade is made of sword energy, with one illusion three, there is a void in the real, the void is better than the real, the sword qi is very pure, giving people an illusion as if it is like a spring breeze.

Spring breeze and rain moisturize things silently.

This is brought by the sword qi, how can it be a real spring breeze.

This is a sword qi that takes people's lives.

In addition to death, it is a disaster.

It's doomsday.

At first glance, it looks like three identical swords that were used at the same time in an instant.

It's just unavoidable, unavoidable.

If you are a person with a little bit of knowledge, you can't tell which one is the main body and which one is the transformation of sword qi.

But there are probably only a handful of people who know this trick on the rivers and lakes.

Of course, this includes Murong Yu.

Murong Yu, who has been familiar with tens of thousands of classics since he was a child, how could he not see the origin of this trick, and how could he not see the source of this trick.

Even the white-clothed young man in front of him, supplemented by the Kunlun faction's sword moves as a cover, still couldn't escape Murong Yu's eyes.

If he is not mistaken, this move should be that the long-lost One Qi Transformation Three Qings on the rivers and lakes should belong to the most prestigious sword move of Taoism hundreds of years ago.

Those who can use this trick not only rely on extremely profound internal cultivation, but also learn the pure Taoist internal strength "Baopu Sutra".

Obviously, this person is not a Kunlun person, Kunlun's internal strength belongs to the hidden cold attribute, and this sword move should obviously not be so pure.

Murong Yu was about to jump down, wanting to block this move for Tang Yi and resolve the crisis in front of him.

How could the young man in white make such a mistake, and how could he be willing to miss such a good opportunity.

It's too late, it's too soon.

At this moment, the sword in the hand of the young man in white struck Tang Yi's body like lightning, stabbing into Tang Yi's chest fiercely.

Exclamations rang out all around.

This sword stabbed extremely hard.

This sword is also very deep.

This blow can be said to have exhausted all his strength.

The long sword pierced through his chest and went straight into his body.

The young man in white did not stop there, only to see that the long sword in his hand was rotating again, stirring up in Tang Yi's body like a spiral, and it directly cut off Tang Yi's vitality, breaking the meridians in Tang Yi's body and shattering his heart.

I'm afraid that even if the Holy Hand of the Medical Dao comes, it will be difficult to stop Tang Yi from dying, and it will be difficult to save his life.

This is a life-and-death battle.

Life and death have their own destiny.