Wu Qi Lingtian

() Qu Yun's face was terribly seyin at this time, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth. He never expected that Wei Hong's power would be so great. He was careless, but did he think that he could defeat me?

Seeing that Wei Hong was attacking him again, Qu Yun's face turned ferocious, and he roared angrily, "The fist moves to shock Yun,"

This punch is Qu Yun's own martial art. When he uses both fists together, when his martial energy is exhausted, it is extremely powerful. Even people of the same level will never want to face tough.

One punch stirred up the situation, two fists enveloped Wei Hong, a sneer appeared on the corner of Qu Yun's mouth, he wanted to see how Wei Hong could block it, even with brute force, he couldn't easily block it Own.

"This Qu Yun's strength is a bit stronger." Zhao Min looked at Wei Hong and Qu Yun who were fighting under the ring, and sighed secretly.

Wei Hong didn't rely on brute force, he could only see that when Qu Yun's two fists were about to come in front of Wei Hong, he disappeared out of thin air, causing Qu Yun's two fists to fall into the air and be released vigorously. But nothing works.

"How is it possible?" Qu Yun's face showed a horrified look, apparently he did not expect Wei Hong to dodge his attack so easily.

At the moment when Qu Yun was stupefied, Wei Hong suddenly appeared behind Qu Yun, still punching him casually, and slowly blasted towards him. Although this punch seemed slow, it came in an instant. Behind Qu Yun.

boom!

Qu Yun's face changed drastically, he felt the fierce attack coming from behind, and turned around hastily.One punch collided heavily with Wei Hong.

Qu Yun, whose strength was not Wei Hong's opponent, had a hasty confrontation.Being directly hit by Wei Hong again, Wei Hong's full blow naturally made Qu Yun vomit blood again, Qu Yun with a ferocious face suddenly stopped in mid-air, and roared in a low voice: "Sweep the world with fists."

Following Qu Yun's furious roar, he could only see complex imprints between his crossed hands, his aura became stronger and stronger, and with the release of martial energy.When the pair of fists blasted towards Wei Hong, two huge fists transformed out of thin air, one left and one right, following Qu Yun's gesture, directly enveloping Wei Hong.

However, what happened next almost made Qu Yun vomit blood.Qu Yun, who felt that Wei Hong had been completely targeted, lost his trace again when he was about to attack Wei Hong.

boom!

With the same attack, Wei Hong, who appeared from behind, punched Qu Yun again.At this time, Qu Yun's face was ferocious, and he roared angrily: "Do you dare to fight me dignifiedly?"

"As you wish." Wei Hong looked at Qu Yun who had lost his mind, with a sneer on his face, and said lightly.

As soon as Wei Hong's words fell, the three-point sword intent was directly cast.Ba Dao quietly appeared in Wei Hong's hands, and he looked at Qu Yun.He shouted lightly: "Overlord Slash."

The thick sword light, mixed with the long sword formed by the condensed countless sword intentions, enveloped Qu Yun directly like lightning. The fierce force displayed by this blow made Qu Yun's face no longer appear. Confident, but showing a hint of awe.

The power of the third rank of the martial artist was unleashed, his eyes were fixed on the sword light that reached in front of him, his fists moved upward to block it, and the burst of power in an instant wanted to block all the sword light.

However, even if Qu Yun is a third-rank martial artist, how could he be able to block the power of Overlord Slash so easily, only to see that the sword light split Qu Yun's fist in an instant, and slashed heavily on Qu Yun's body.

puff!

The chop hit Qu Yun's body, causing Qu Yun's injuries to be further injured, and he was directly thrown out of the field, without even leaving a second chance to counterattack.

"What?" Zhao Min and Wu Yu also showed a hint of disbelief at this time. Obviously, they did not expect that Qu Yun would lose so quickly. They thought Wei Hong was able to suppress Qu Yun only because of his good lightness kung fu. However, what was never expected was that Qu Yun failed to block a single attack from the frontal attack.

"I really didn't expect Wei Hong's strength to increase again." Miao Dongfeng, who was sitting in the spectator seat, also showed a hint of surprise on his face at this time, and said in a deep voice.

"I'm so heavy, this may not be Wei Hong's full strength." Mei Ting said with a wry smile on her face at this time.

"Anyway, the game is not over yet, just watch it, but Wei Hong always surprises me." Yuan Xi who was sitting beside him laughed, and then said.

The competition is indeed still going on, Zou Hai still maintains his strength on the other round platforms, all the opponents and opponents can't resist a single move, but on the round platform where Wei Hong is, the eighth round is played by Zhao Min. On Wu Yu.

"I didn't expect that the two of us would run into each other. You'd better do your best, otherwise, you won't be my opponent at all." Wu Yu looked at Zhao Min and said in a hoarse voice.

"Don't worry, I will do my best." Zhao Min smiled faintly after hearing Wu Yu's words.

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Min moved suddenly, and his lightness kung fu started, leaving afterimages on the ring. Obviously, Zhao Min's plan was to confuse Wu Yu with speed, so as to resolve the battle.

But when Zhao Min moved, Wu Yu remained motionless, and there was not even a trace of fluctuation in his eyes, as if he was helpless by Zhao Min's speed, but then, Wu Yu suddenly moved.

A dagger appeared directly in Wu Yu's hand, only to see that Wu Yu was holding the dagger tightly, as fast as lightning, and slashed four times.

As Wu Yu slashed out with four knives, only Zhao Min's figure flashed out, with a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, he looked at Wu Yu and said in a condensed voice: "I didn't expect your knife skills to reach this point, even my shadowless step Law can stop."

"I said, you'd better go all out, but you don't have to be my opponent if you go all out." A gleam flashed in Wu Yu's eyes, and as soon as he finished speaking, the short knife in his hand slashed out again.

The knife was still so fierce that even Wu Yu didn't use the knife intent, but it forced Zhao Min back again. After the advantage of body skills was broken, Zhao Min's hand skills were slightly weaker.

boom!

boom!

Wu Yu threw three swords in a row and directly threw Zhao Min out of the arena. After winning so cleanly, Wu Yu looked at Wei Hong with a smile on his mouth, but his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

Wei Hong was not moved at all. Although Wu Yu's sword skills are extremely fast, any sword skill has flaws. Wei Hong is looking forward to the confrontation with Wu Yu. He wants to see if he has the ability to crack the fast knife. Law.

The competition was still going on, and when it was Wei Hong's turn to take the stage, he found that he was fighting with an ordinary-looking young man, but before Wei Hong could make a move, the young man in front of him simply surrendered.

Wei Hong shook his head slightly, obviously he didn't expect that the guy in front of him would admit defeat. The next few games were passed easily, and in the blink of an eye, the eight round table competition was coming to an end.

Wei Hong finally ran into Wu Yu at this time, Wu Yu said lightly: "Your strength is not bad."

"Your strength is not bad." Wei Hong smiled slightly and continued.

"Hmph, don't think that you will be arrogant after winning a few games, let me teach you a good lesson today." Anger flashed in Wu Yu's eyes, and as soon as his words fell, the dagger in his hand pointed directly at Wei Wei. macro split

Seeing Wu Yu's sword glow, Wei Hong didn't pull out the sword, but stepped on the ground lightly, clenched his right hand tightly, and directly punched Wu Yu's sword glow, and Wei Hong actually bumped into himself A sneer appeared at the corner of Wu Yu's mouth: "Overestimate one's abilities."

boom!

Suddenly, Wei Hong's right fist accelerated again, as if piercing through the air, it collided heavily with the sword glow, and shook the sword glow away, causing Wu Yu's face to change slightly, and then he said in a deep voice: "I think you can block me a few times."

As soon as the words fell, Wu Yu slashed three times in a row, one knife was fiercer than the other, and the light of the knife directly enveloped Wei Hong, obviously preparing to end the battle at this point.

There was a sneer at the corner of Wei Hong's mouth. When the sword glow was about to reach his side, Wei Hong's aura changed again, and the three-point sword intent jumped out from the depths of his soul. Wu Yu's sword glow was directly crushed by the sword intent.

"Three-point sword intent, you really have comprehended the three-point sword intent, but even if you comprehend the three-point sword intent, you are not my opponent." Seeing that Wei Hong really comprehended the three-point sword intent as in the legend, Wu Yu's expression also became dignified, but the more so, there was a burning fighting spirit in his eyes.

With the display of the three-point saber intent, Wei Hong's Ba Dao also unfolded. Looking at Wu Yu in front of him, Wei Hong didn't plan to entangle any more. Since you use the saber, then I will directly use the saber light to press down on him. kill you.

There was a sneer in Wei Hong's heart, he looked at Wu Yu and shouted softly: "Mie Dao Style."

Qi Wu surged all over his body, and a slender sword light directly attacked Wu Yu. The three-point sword intent condensed into countless sword lights, and came directly to Wu Yu. Feeling Wei Hong's pressure, Wu Yu also looked slight change.

"Quick knife."

Wu Yu was about to use the quick knife again, but the interference of the three-point knife intention made Wu Yu's quick knife go very slowly. Wu Yu finally changed his face, and a ferocious look flashed in his eyes. He forced the knife, and directly moved towards Wei Hong attacked.

boom!

The violent collision directly caused Wu Yu to retreat steadily. Once Wu Yu's quick knife was directly suppressed, he would have no advantage. Unchanged, he shouted again: "Mie Dao Style."

Looking at Wu Yu in front of him, a sneer flashed across Wei Hong's face, and he used the saber again, faster and more fiercely. In the cloud and mist, Wei Hong's saber intent became stronger and stronger. Outside the ring, the long saber in the hands of some people , let out a trace of contention, obviously, there was a sign of being uncontrollable and about to fly to the ring.