Ling Junlai and Wan Yanli were both undefeated masters before they met, and they often imagined an imaginary enemy who was equal in their daily practice, and since they met in the Gaoqing Mansion, they all had a sense of déjà vu, as if the other party was the imaginary enemy, and it was not until today that they officially "reunited". The loneliness of the high place is the deepest for them, and victory or defeat is not so important to them, just to have a good fight.

Snowflakes suddenly fell in the sky after the snow had stopped for many days, the cold wind howled, the sky and the earth were silent, and the audience was silent, and tens of thousands of pairs of eyes stared at the two of them. Some eye-catching visitors noticed that the snowflakes suddenly disappeared when they were about to fall on their heads, turning into water droplets and falling aside. It turned out that the two of them were concentrating their strength, and the steaming above their heads melted the snowflakes, and the true qi of the body protection bounced away the water droplets again. They were like two stone statues, stalemate, and suddenly a gust of north wind blew, rolling the flying snow in the sky and obscuring Ling Junlai's vision for a moment. Wan Yanli suddenly made a move, and his figure came to Ling Junlai's side in a flash, and he flew up and kicked to his waist. His moves were already extremely fast, but Ling Junlai's knife was even faster, a flash of red light, and the cold blade was across his waist, waiting for him to kick it. Wan Yanli immediately changed his move, and pointed into a knife and stabbed Ling Junlai in the throat. Ling Junlai jumped backwards, and danced out three sword qis. Wan Yan didn't dodge or dodge, shouted loudly, and punched out the knife qi to disperse. Ling Jun came and said, "Okay!" A knife slashed diagonally, both offensive and defensive. Wan Yanli rushed to the left, attacked and dodged, and punched him in the back of the head. Ling Jun didn't look back, and slashed at his fist with a counter-knife. Wan Yanli suddenly opened his palm, and his luck pressed the blade of the blood knife.

Both of them were shocked and stepped back. Their exchange of lights and flints was completed in an instant, and most viewers only saw the shadows shaking, not knowing what was happening. And Ling Junlai and Wan Yanli have not yet shown their true skills, they are just testing their strength. Wan Yan said: "Your internal injuries are more serious than mine, and you should be the first to lose after a long time." Ling Junlai said with a smile: "Not necessarily, Your Excellency is bare-handed, with the sword in your hand, no matter how strong your fist is, it is difficult to shake the blade, so I don't suffer." Wan Yanli laughed and said: "Very good, you have to be the enemy, and you will live a happy life." Ling Junlai smiled slightly. Wan Yanli continued: "You and I have equal skills, it is difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior in such a fight, why don't we rely on our own tricks, how about a showdown?" Let the old man see your 'Blood Knife Nine Uniques' first" Ling Junlai said with a smile: "I want to understand Your Excellency's 'Tiger Roar Divine Fist' first." Wan Yanli laughed and said: "You are bigger than the old man, don't regret it." "Let's talk about the internal strength of the dark luck, and prepare to punch. How did he know that Ling Junlai was not a big support, but his current state could only use three moves at most, 'Blood Knife Nine Uniques', he was not sure that he could defeat Wan Yan Li within three swords, so he could only improvise and find another way.

Wan Yan stepped forward from the attack, and the iron fist full of strong wind was hit in a row, and he looked like he was fighting hard. Ling Junlai learned the lesson of Chu Laike, didn't dare to take it hard, and walked away. Wan Yan left the experienced way and struck a punch in the direction of his dodge in advance, forcing him to take it. Ling Junlai had no choice but to split the knife to meet him, and the knife qi was dispersed by the fierce fist, but it also slowed down Wan Yanli's momentum, and Ling Junlai took the opportunity to turn over with a harrier and jump to the other side of the field.

Who knew that as soon as he landed, seven or eight fist winds struck. Wan Yanli had already seen that the other party's light skills were higher than his own, so he did not concentrate all his true qi in one punch, but quickly threw multiple punches to contain Ling Junlai's actions. Ling Junlai is not in a hurry, whenever he is trapped by the fist wind, he will use the knife to resolve it, because the power of the fist wind is greatly reduced after it is reduced to zero, and it is not difficult to resist.

The two fought for fifty rounds, and Ling Junlai kept defending without attacking a single sword, intending to consume the opponent's internal strength. Although Wan Yanli's internal strength is strong, the true qi consumed by the 'Tiger Roar Divine Fist' is three times that of ordinary martial arts, and he knows that he can't consume it any longer, so he stops the 'Tiger Roaring Divine Fist' and uses ordinary fighting methods, and his power and momentum are reduced.

Ling Junlai's pressure dropped sharply, knowing that he wanted to retain his strength, he suddenly turned defense into offense, and the blood knife turned into a sky knife shadow and covered the past. Wan Yanli was a little startled, and hurriedly poured his strength into his fist, hitting the center of the knife shadow, and the sword shadow in the sky suddenly disappeared, and both of them took two steps back, secretly unloading each other's energy.

Ling Junlai sighed, as if he had made up his mind, he rolled up the sleeve of his left arm, and gently slashed the knife on his arm, and a stream of blood flowed down the blade. Wan Yanli said in amazement: "What does this mean, why do you harm yourself?" Ling Jun said: "Do you know why this knife is called a blood knife?" Wan Yanli shook his head and said: "I don't know." Ling Junlai said: "This knife has spirituality, and every time it is worshipped with the blood of its master, it will become incredibly powerful and powerful. My internal injuries are severe, and it is difficult for me to fight for a long time, so I can only rely on the power of this sword. Wan Yanli's pupils contracted, staring at the blood knife and said in surprise: "There is such an artifact in the world! Where did it come from?"

Ling Junlai didn't answer, only to see that the dark red blade of the blood knife was getting brighter and brighter, flashing red, as if it was full of life, and suddenly said, "Look at the knife." He suddenly rose up and slashed down with a horizontal knife. The blood knife immediately shone red, and the sunny-like sword qi broke through the air, and its speed and strength were earth-shattering, and even Wan Yan Li couldn't dodge it. But he deserves to be the first master of the Jin country, when the crisis provokes ferocity, he roars, and casts the 'Tiger Roar Divine Fist', gathering all the true qi in the right fist, and the intertwined muscles on the arm instantly rise three inches, and the green tendons are like green snakes swimming, and the fists are even bigger than a fight.

There was a loud thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the audience's ears rang, and the Chu guests who were watching the battle, Ni Hongyan, Bai Qinghua, He Renjin, Luo Tianchu and others were all shocked, and it was unbelievable that their skills were so powerful. The two people on the field were shocked by this blow, and after Ling Junlai turned over and stood still, he swung the blood knife and cut his arm again, and another injection of blood spilled the blade, and the blood knife brightened again. Wan Yanli suffered an internal injury, dipped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, frowned, and said, "Come again!" Ling Jun said: "Exactly, look at the knife." Wan Yanli suppressed the injury and was busy with luck preparation.

The blood knife burst out with an earth-shattering knife aura, and Wan Yanli was no longer able to dodge, so he used the 'Tiger Roar Divine Fist' with ten successful powers to meet it with all his might. True Qi collided again, Wan Yan retreated more than a dozen steps, his body was lifted and he fell, spurting out a pool of blood, gritting his teeth and saying: "There is still this kind of martial arts in the world, it's really an eye-opener!"

At this time, smoke-like water vapor rose around Junlai, and he no longer sacrificed the knife, but instead used the 'Blood Knife Nine Uniques'. It turns out that although the power of the 'sacrificial knife' is strong, the demonic nature is also greater, and after using two moves, Ling Junlai only felt that he had evil thoughts in his heart, and the killing intent was great, knowing that this was a precursor to going mad. Wan Yanli's injuries are more serious than his own, and it is the right time.