"I took the first sword!" exclaimed a young woman. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he didn't take it head-on, his steps were so weird, and the moment he staggered, even Feng Xifan didn't have time to change his sword moves. An old man stroked his long beard and said in surprise.

"With such internal strength at a young age, this son will definitely be extraordinary in the future. It's just that this footwork is a little familiar, could it be ......" Feng Nandi also stared at Wen Yi, with a deep groan.

Receiving Feng Xifan's sword, Wen Yi turned his wrist and relaxed his arm that was a little numb by the strong internal force array, the gap is indeed there, but in this month's time, it has been narrowed.

However, after all, the swordsmanship had only been learned for a month, and Wen Yi didn't think that he would be able to compete with Feng Xifan Dou by relying on this. However, having a blade in his hand is better than a duel with a swordsman with his bare hands, with the light skill of the first layer of magic and the second layer of a slight success, Wen Yi is still relatively confident that he can survive twenty moves.

A sword missed, and not only was it dodged, Feng Xifan's face also had a little more dignified. From the power transmitted back from the sword, he could feel that Wen Yi was a little different from a month ago.

And Wen Yi's footwork is very different from a month ago, as if he has suddenly changed a person, and even he can't figure it out.

Could it be that in one month, he has improved so much? Feng Xifan was a little surprised in his heart, and he was even more determined not to leave Wen Yi behind, otherwise it would definitely be an unstable factor in the future.

Feng Xifan turned around and slashed another sword, straight to Wen Yi's throat.

Wen Yi still dodged sideways, and the long sword in his hand did not attack, but collided with Feng Xifan lightly, deflecting the originally straight swordsmanship a little, and calmly avoided it with strange footwork.

This is Wen Yi's forte, and it is also the one he has figured out in the past month to integrate Wing Chun into the swordsmanship of the Iron Sword Gate, which is quite effective in defense, and he usually uses this to feed Ah Ke and Ah Qi, and he doesn't have to worry about hurting them.

A dozen moves in a row, all of which were calmly avoided by Wen Yi, except for the right hand holding the sword trembling slightly, Wen Yi even breathed very gently.

"Eighteen moves, Brother Yi won with two moves!"

"Haha, what about the arrogant person who laughed at Brother Yi before?"

"There should be a big move here!"

"2333 Feng Xifan, it's time to hold back the big move......"

Feng Xifan gave up his ultimate move and threw a flying kiss at you. ”

"What the hell is a flying kiss!"

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The audience had a lively discussion.

The onlookers could stuff their mouths into eggs at this time, although Wen Yi almost lost the long sword in his hand several times, but they were all able to avoid Feng Xifan's seemingly difficult to avoid the long sword.

This young man who is not yet 20 years old actually took over the eighteen moves of a master who has been famous in the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years, and everyone believes in the fact that he killed Aobai and defeated the Shaolin Eighteen Arhats alone.

"How is it possible, it is impossible to ......" Zheng Kexuan looked at this scene, his face turned pale, and his face was incredulous.

Feng Xifan's face was also very ugly at this time, he didn't expect Wen Yi to be able to take his eighteen swords, he didn't spare any hand, that is to say, he didn't have the slightest confidence that he would be able to defeat Wen Yi in the next two swords.

"Die!" Feng Xifan shouted, the long sword in his hand threw a sword flower, and the long sword turned into a sword shadow, stabbing towards several acupoints on Wen Yi's chest, and the sword momentum was extremely powerful.

Wen Yi didn't rush to pick it up, his feet were light, he was already stepping back, relying on the flexibility of his footwork, he circled around Feng Xifan, and only after the power of the sword was greatly reduced did he take out his sword to meet it.

With a crisp sound, the two swords collided, and the long sword held in Wen Yi's hand was actually broken into two, one of the tip of the sword flew out, and half of the sword in his hand couldn't hold it and flew out.

"Be careful!" A few exclamations sounded, Shuang'er, Ake, and Aqi all looked shocked, and Shuang'er had already rushed over there.

And in the crowd, Fang Yi and Mu Jianping, who had already discovered Wen Yi, also changed their complexions, and Fang Yi lifted the long sword and was about to squeeze forward.

The long sword was broken, and the remaining half was still out of his hand, and there was now one move left in the twenty moves, and the situation in the field was reversed in an instant.

With a successful blow, Feng Xifan was also happy, without the slightest pause, and stabbed Wen Yi into the heart with a sword. Without a long sword to protect himself, no matter how weird Wen Yi's footwork is, he can't avoid it at all in such a short distance.

Feng Nandi's body leaned forward slightly, and he was about to make a move, Chen Jinnan held the long sword and stared at the two of them tightly.

Wen Yi, who was stunned the moment the long sword flew out, showed a strange smile at the corner of Feng Xifan's mouth the moment he took out the sword.

Just when everyone thought that Feng Xifan's sword was going to pierce Wen Yi's heart, a generation of geniuses fell. Zheng Kexuan already had a happy smile on his face, as if he had seen Wen Yi's desperate expression of impending death.

At this moment, a black light faintly flashed, Feng Xifan's long sword was strangely broken in half, Wen Yi's figure moved, avoided the half-cut sword, and crashed directly into his arms, and the dagger held in his left hand stabbed towards his chest.

The long sword was suddenly broken, and Feng Xifan was also shocked, he was actually on guard against Wen Yi's short sword that was as sharp as clay. It's just that Wen Yi used a long sword from the beginning, and he guarded his first nineteen swords, and finally found an opportunity, Feng Xifan was happy, but he forgot to take precautions, but he didn't expect to lose the best opportunity because of this.

The long sword was cut off twice, Feng Xifan didn't dare to despise the dagger in Wen Yi's hand at all, and the remaining half of the truncated sword slashed towards Wen Yi's left hand.

Seeing this, Wen Yi did not mess up at all, and the dagger in his hand turned in the direction and slashed directly at Feng Xifan's hand.

Feng Xifan was shocked, forcibly retracted the sword momentum, and was about to withdraw his hand.

However, after giving up the fatal blow, how could Wen Yi not make anything, and with a swipe of the dagger in his hand, he had already cut off two fingers of Feng Xifan's right hand, which he had no time to retract.

Feng Xifan screamed, and suddenly withdrew five or six meters, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground, his left hand covering his right hand, and his face turned pale.

The situation changed again in an instant, and after a moment of silence, all the people in the rivers and lakes were suddenly in an uproar, looking at the two of them with shocked faces.

No one expected this to be the result, Feng Xifan lost his long sword, stood aside and covered his hands and screamed, but Wen Yi looked indifferent, as if he took Feng Xifan's twenty moves effortlessly.

"Oh my God, is this Lord Wenxiang winning!"

"Not only did he take twenty moves, but he also injured Feng Xifan, how is this possible?"

"In less than ten years, this son will be able to win the rivers and lakes, if there are really talents in the rivers and lakes, the Iron Sword Gate can be regarded as a successor. Feng Nandi looked at Wen Yi and nodded with some emotion.

"Twenty moves, it's time to change me. Wen Yi put away the dagger, looked at Feng Xifan and smiled coldly, and then rushed away.

"Handsome bomby! Brother Yi is really the king of the pretending world!"

"I was just scared to death, and the young woman who allowed me to sleep for eighty-two years was frightened. ”

"Brother Yi's strength has improved so quickly, although he has used some tricks, he is not much weaker than Feng Xifan, right?"

"I remember that two or three months ago, Brother Yi's talent was in the early stage of the realm, but now that he is in the inner realm, the relevant departments won't think about arresting Brother Yi for dissection, right?"

"The next picture must be very bloody and violent, and Brother Yi's act of beating the water dog is really the most in line with my aesthetics. ”

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The live broadcast room is also boiling, and the barrage and rewards are all full. (To be continued.) )