The fight is really getting intense.....

Yu Jianhao smiled slightly and said: "There is no eye on the sword in the martial arts field. Junior brother is careful." Wu Tong knew that his fists and swords were inferior to others. He started halfway through the Dotting Valley. He had no such foundation since he was a child, so he often lags behind. If it were not for the protection of the fairy law, it would not have won the favor of Elder Jiang.

Last time he competed with a disciple of the Shaoyang School. He used the Five Thunders enchantment in a hurry. Whoever wanted to attract dissatisfaction from the crowd, he set up a new rule that prohibits the use of such magic. At this moment, thousands of eyes in the audience are staring at his every move, presumably most of them are expecting him to lose immediately and be injured by the opponent's sword.

Thinking of this, his heart was cruel, not to speak, only changed his moves, the soft sword in his hand was like a snake, and he swung it out.

This is not the finishing touch! As expected, Yu Jianhao was also taken aback. He was about to pass quickly, but he didn't prevent the sword from resembling alive. It suddenly went up and down, left and right, and couldn't figure out where to avoid it.

With this hesitation, the action froze for a moment. Wu Tong looked at the object which twisted around his waist, the sword rubbed his face and stabbed out! Yu Jianhao was taken aback, suddenly leaped back, stepped back several steps, and kept hitting the railing of the ring before stopping.

He raised his hand and wiped it on his cheek—a hand full of blood. If it hadn't been for his inaccurate piercing with that sword just now, he would have picked out his own eyes. He couldn't help being horrified. Sure enough, the master said that Wutong is very treacherous, only he is not sorry for others, and he is never allowed to owe anyone half a point. He didn't use the kung fu of Dotting the Valley, and he used weird killer moves, and no one didn't knew where he learned the martial arts from.

Right now, Yu Jianhao said: "Brother! This is a formal martial arts competition. How can you use other people's martial arts tactics? What's more...!" What's more, the trick he used just now to head down the willows did not use the first half of his strength at all, and it would not hurt him seriously. He was cruel, and the sword didn't pick out his eyes, but he opened a deep hole in his face, blood flowed over his face, and it was painful. Wu Tong smiled coldly, and returned with what he said earlier: "There is no eye on the sword in the competition field. Brother must be careful."

Yu Jianhao's face sank, and he said sharply: "I let you three points, but you entered the room! Well, let's see whose sword is faster!"

He changed his body shape, but he was like a crane with wings spread out. The short swords in his hand seemed to have turned into tens of millions in an instant, and the audience couldn't tell whether it was true or not.

　　 Wutong refused to give in, and greeted him with one.

The two black shadows retreated as soon as they touched, and then they fought together again. For a while, everyone only heard the sound of swords colliding on the court. One is the authentic martial arts of Dotting Valley, which is unrestrained and comfortable; the other is the strange martial arts of the outsider, which is strange and flexible. 　　

Linglong saw the sword in Wutong's hand a little bit of black light, as if black plum blossoms were blooming around him. The two couldn't tell the difference between the ups and downs. She yelled anxiously: "Surname Yu! Go hard! Is it shameful to lose to your younger brother?!"

Where the two fighting each other on the field can hear her shouting, as long as one is distracted, it is a disaster.

It is the Shaoyang disciple in the audience who heard Linglong shouting like this, and they all followed her in a decent way. Dozens of people shouted: "My name is Yu! Losing to your junior, is it embarrassing?!"

　　 "Brother Yu Jia, don't lose to him!"

　　 "Slash this rebellious disciple under the sword!"