Young Master Yun

With the sudden joining of six sword masters, the situation in the field suddenly changed and became a bit confusing. It seemed that it was a little difficult for Yun Hao and Wu Yang to join forces to deal with Zhuge Potian, but the joining of these six people made it even more difficult. The advantage of the two has greatly increased, and they seem to be able to dodge Zhuge Potian's attack like ducks in water.

Although the six newcomers to the battle have all reached the level of sword masters, and even two of them have reached the level of advanced sword masters, they seem to be a whole class lower in front of the three of them. The speeds are too different.

The original Zhuge Potian attacked unscrupulously, and his offensive was also extremely powerful. Yun Hao and Wu Yang, who had no shelter, could only grit their teeth to resist. The arrival of these people undoubtedly provided them with many places to hide.

Both of them were very dexterous, and the six new sword masters who joined the battle circle not only failed to help, but restricted Zhuge Potian's attack output.

Just like this cat and mouse chase and fight for a while, the main three people have nothing to do, and those sword masters who just joined are more or less injured.

"Get the hell out of here!" After fighting for a while, Zhuge Potian was also furious. Standing here with these idiots will only affect his performance.

Hearing Zhuge Potian's words, those people hurriedly retreated to the outside, one of the skinny ones retreated especially fast, suddenly he felt his waist tighten, his face turned cold, and he didn't wait for him to do anything. When there was any reaction, his body was suddenly lifted up by Yun Hao who suddenly circled behind him.

"Hey!" There was a deep shout, and Yun Hao threw the person in his hands towards Zhuge Potian who was approaching.

If Zhuge Potian took over, his attack rhythm would naturally be disordered, and the chances of Yun Hao and Wu Yang's hands would be much more.

Zhuge Potian gritted his teeth, and immediately pushed out his palm flatly, even pushing the person who hit him, and threw it towards Yunhao.

Seeing this scene, Yun Hao was startled. He didn't expect that the other party would use his own people as weapons, so he quickly rolled aside.

"Bang—" With a loud noise, the innocent swordsman slammed down on the floor, and the man cried out in pain and passed out.

The corners of Yunhao's eyes twitched, and he cursed secretly: "Fuck, this kid is so fucking ruthless, he can hit his own people so hard."

Glancing at the front, Wu Yang was pinching each other with the five strong sword masters. It seemed that Wu Yang had a huge advantage. As long as he could get rid of those little shrimps, then even if the two failed, it would be a huge advantage. The existence of the top three of this annual meeting.

"Patriarch, the result of this battle doesn't seem to be going in the expected direction. Do you think I need to do something?" Zhuge Tianya, whose head was still wrapped in gauze, asked worriedly.

The Zhuge family's sudden change of measures this time is to suppress the increasingly arrogant momentum of these families in recent years. He did not expect that the Pang family and Xuegu would have the possibility of hitting the top three, which made him feel a little more worried.

Zhuge Jiannan waved his hand, and said calmly: "No need, I was restricted by the frozen meridians back then, and my strength was no longer enough to suppress the families of these subordinates, but now we don't need to worry about these at all."

Feeling the majestic aura coming from Zhuge Jiannan, the worry on Zhuge Tianya's face gradually receded, and he said respectfully: "The Patriarch is right, as long as the Patriarch recovers his full strength, then even if these families are allowed to develop for ten years, they will not Have no guts to rebel."

"Well, let's watch the game carefully. This game is getting more and more interesting. Now I am very curious about who can stand at the end." Zhuge Jiannan said with a smile.

Zhuge Zhanyun (that is, Zhuge Potian's father) next to him was overjoyed, and said: "Patriarch, in my opinion, this match is not worth watching. On the court, it is impossible for the two of them to take the number one position."

Zhuge Jiannan shook his head secretly, and sighed in his heart: "I'm afraid it may not be so..."

The atmosphere off the arena is still hot, and the martial arts arena at this time has reached an unprecedented intensity. Relying on his own agility, Wu Yang has brought down the three sword masters of the Zhuge family in an instant. There were only two people left to try their best to support, and almost everyone could see that it was a matter of time before Wu Yang brought down the remaining two.

However, not many people in the audience paid attention to Wu Yang's movement at this time, but more attention was paid to Yunhao's side.

Yunhao and Zhuge Potian, the two of them had long since given up on the competition of moves, their fists, swords and even their legs and feet were all headed towards each other.

Zhuge Potian's body has a layer of light blue light film, this light film is extremely elastic when Yun Hao's attack reaches it, offsetting part of Yun Hao's powerful attack, even if Yun Hao's powerful fist The wind still left many imprints on Zhuge Potian's white sleeves - large and small holes.

Zhuge Potian is no longer the handsome boy he was before. At this time, there are a few strands of hair scattered around his temples, and his face is also a little dark. His eyes are full of anger. Among his peers, he has never been beaten. At this point, under the watchful eyes of many forces around Yincheng, he was beaten so embarrassingly by a brat, his eyes were full of anger, as if he could burn Yunhao to ashes once he came out.

In contrast, Yun Hao's situation is actually worse, the sleeve robe on his arm has long been broken into pieces, exposing his white arm, but there are bloody marks on the arm, And his hair has no hairstyle to speak of, the messy wind blows his messy hair, there is also a blue eye socket above the eye circle, and a trace of blood oozes from the corner of his mouth.

The two have reached such a point, it can be said that they are both red-eyed, one is relying on the strength of the body, the other is relying on the wonder of body protection, except that the two swords are entangled and constantly rubbing sparks, almost He didn't care about the opponent's fists and feet hitting him at all.

"Plop!" After throwing the last sword master over his shoulder to the ground, Wu Yang quickly punched that guy on the chin, and the sword master turned his head and passed out. past.

Wu Yang stood up coldly, and looked towards Yunhao. He just focused on taking care of himself and forgot that Yunhao was also in a hard fight. When he saw the two crazily choking each other, he couldn't help I was slightly astonished.

On the stands, Zhuge Zhanyun swallowed his mouth, and said in disbelief: "Impossible, isn't it that the kid is only a seventh-level swordsman? How could he fight with Potian for such a long time without showing weakness..."

Zhuge Jiannan said leisurely: "Look, the little friend of the Yun family is just supporting him forcefully. Naturally, it is impossible for him to keep fighting Potian with his strength, but it won't be a problem if it drags on for a while. Now, Wu Yang will take care of it." People, the two began to join forces."

Zhuge Zhanyun's face was black and blue, and he cursed: "Two beat one, despicable!"

Zhuge Jiannan and Zhuge Tianya behind him were immediately happy. They smiled and said nothing. If it is despicable for a few to fight one, then it is considered extremely despicable for their Zhuge family to be able to fight until now.

"Boom—" The two hit each other hard again, and even separated quickly, Zhuge Potian took two steps back and stood firmly, while Yun Hao staggered and fell to the ground after taking a few steps back.

"Good boy, you are the second person who has been able to confront me for such a long time in so many years, but you are the only one who can make me so embarrassed."

Wu Yang came over and helped Yun Hao up, both of them stared at Zhuge Potian.

Yun Hao patted his body, and immediately found that the clothes on his body were already in tatters. He smiled wryly and said, "Thank you for your kindness..."

"This is not flattery, and, you make me unable to step down in front of so many people, you will pay for it!"

After finishing speaking, Zhuge Potian raised his long sword high, and the sky seemed to be darker for a while, and strong winds blew up on the fighting arena.

Wu Yang's face darkened, and he said to Yunhao: "Be careful, this is the Zhuge family's thirteen styles of Tingfeng, an intermediate level fighting skill. I was defeated by this move last year. The continuous martial skill is in a certain place. In some respects, it is indeed better than explosive martial arts." In the words, there was no secret of envy.

Hearing Wu Yang's solemnity, Yun Hao raised his Demon Blade, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Earth-level martial arts? Hehe, I also have..."