Wu Yi was so desperate, which was completely beyond Yi Xiaopeng's expectation. Although he did not use all his strength, facing Wu Yi at this moment, he felt an inexplicable pressure in his heart. Yi Xiaopeng was secretly surprised: " Although he has learned the Seven Evils Sword Technique, his progress has been too great. In the future, this person will definitely not be an ordinary person, he will definitely be a ruthless character!"
Wu Yi looks like he is dying! However, many years of experience tell Yi Xiaopeng that he must not be careless at this time!
Yi Xiaopeng stood on the spot, using stillness to stop and remain unchanged to cope with all changes, carefully waiting for Wu Yi to make a move.
Wu Yi quickly rushed to the vicinity of Yi Xiaopeng, but Yi Xiaopeng still made no move. Wu Yi suddenly teleported to Yi Xiaopeng's left side, and Yi Xiaopeng immediately turned around. Wu Yi carried his sword and waved horizontally towards Yi Xiaopeng.
Yi Xiaopeng raised his hand to catch it, blocked Wu Yi's sword, and struck Wu Yi with his sword.
But at the same time as Wu Yi made the move, he turned around with a strange step and moved towards Yi Xiaopeng's left side again. Yi Xiaopeng slashed into the air, and Wu Yi carried the painting on his back again.
'Sweeping the Qiu Sha' Yi Xiaopeng took advantage of the situation and danced his sword horizontally to his left side, and the sword energy like falling leaves flew towards Wu Yi.
But Wu Yi didn't make any move, he still used the same moves and body skills to dodge, and came to Yi Xiaopeng's left side again.
Suddenly, Wu Yi stopped while spinning. His steps were no longer as light as before. Instead, he was like a meteor falling to the ground. He stepped heavily on the ground, kicking up some dust and smoke. He kicked hard with his other foot and used all his strength. At the same time, the painting on his back rotated along with his body. With the domineering power and sword energy that rotated in a circle, he slashed towards Yi Xiaopeng's lower body and swept away.
Ye Xun looked at Wu Yi's moves in surprise: "These are...three deadly moves!"
"Three deadly moves..." "The last move of the Seven Evils sword technique..." "Injury to the enemy by one thousand, damage to yourself by eight hundred!"
Although most of the people present knew the Seven Evils Sword Technique, not many people had seen the three deadly moves, but naturally a few people could recognize them, and everyone looked at them in surprise.
Yi Xiaopeng naturally recognized it. He just turned around and reacted with a look of shock. The sword in his hand was too late to defend. Even if there was a big gap in internal strength, he must not be careless because he was not sure. Can he take this move?
At this moment, Yi Xiaopeng was completely passive. He had only one choice, to use the move 'Swallow Stepping on Flying Snow' to fly into the air and avoid the first of the three fatal moves!
Wu Yi kicked off his back foot fiercely, and following the painting and his own sword energy, Wu Yi rushed past Yi Xiaopeng.
The first move was in the air. Wu Yi and Yi Xiaopeng had their backs to each other. However, the moment Wu Yi rushed past, he pushed his front foot to the ground with all his strength. His calves were slightly bent, with his back to Yi Xiaopeng, and he spun and jumped into the air.
The painting followed Wu Yi's turn, chasing a sword energy towards Yi Xiaopeng who was diagonally above him.
Yi Xiaopeng had seen the first and second of the three deadly moves, so he knew what the next move would look like. He leaped into the air and took two steps, turned around at the same time, and slashed at Wu Yi diagonally below.
Two sword energies collided under the corner of Yi Xiaopeng's eyes, and the air was filled with smoke.
At this moment, Wu Yi rushed forward, the drawing in his hand shaking rapidly, and stabbed Yi Xiaopeng.
In a hurry, Yi Xiaopeng swept his sword towards Wu Yi and lifted Wu Yi's sword above his head. Yi Xiaopeng also used this power to raise his head, avoid Wu Yi's silhouette, and quickly retreat diagonally behind him.
But Wu Yi also used the power of Yi Xiaopeng to fly Hui Ying, and the whole person spun in the air. Hui Ying rotated with him at his shoulder, chasing Yi Xiaopeng, and fell to the ground together.
Yi Xiaopeng wanted to throw Wu Yi away, but was unable to make a move. He could only retreat while being forced to fend off Wu Yi, who was spinning and chasing after him.
The two of them landed almost at the same time, and the second of the three fatal moves was over. While resisting Wu Yi, Yi Xiaopeng waved out a sword energy and retreated lightly towards his back with a "flying swallow" step. He didn't see it. He had passed the third move, but he knew that among the three deadly moves of Qisha Sword Technique, the third move could injure the enemy by one thousand and damage himself by eight hundred, almost killing each other, so he had to be extremely careful.
When Wu Yi landed, after blocking Yi Xiaopeng's sword energy with the painting in his hand, he rotated the painting and threw it directly towards Yi Xiaopeng!
Huaying let go and quickly spun towards Yi Xiaopeng. Yi Xiaopeng looked at the flying Huaying, his eyes full of caution, highly concentrated, paying attention to Wu Yi's every move.
After Huaying let go, Wu Yi stomped back hard with his back foot...
"Okay... stop!" Tang Aoshuang shouted at Wu Yi, and a palm force flew out, knocking the spinning figure flying towards Yi Xiaopeng to the ground.
The painting landed on the ground and heard Tang Aoshuang's voice again. Wu Yi stopped and looked at Tang Aoshuang confusedly: "Uncle?"
Tang Aoshuang smiled faintly at Wu Yi: "Yes, although you are not his opponent now, I believe that it will be easy to defeat him in the near future. You have already performed beyond my uncle's expectations. It doesn't matter whether you win or not." Relationship, even if you use the third move, you may be able to hurt him, but you still can't defeat him, so let's just say you lose this game."
"But..." Wu Yi looked at Mu Lingtian worriedly.
Tang Aoshuang followed Wu Yi's eyes and looked at Mu Lingtian, and comforted Wu Yi: "Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion!"
Wu Yi retreated, and Wu Yi was defeated in the first game.
Liu Que smiled and looked at Tang Jing. He had seen Tang Jing's kung fu, and he was 100% sure to beat Tang Jing: "Tang Shaoxia and I both use palms, then I will teach Tang Shaobao." It’s the Lord’s work!”
Although Tang Jing couldn't defeat Liu Que, he was never afraid of challenges and stood up: "Then Tang Jing will show his disgrace!"
Liu Que and Tang Jing rushed together. This was a competition between internal strength and palm skills. However, it was obvious that Liu Que's internal strength was much stronger and Tang Jing was slightly inferior.
Liu Que proudly fought with Tang Jing, relaxed and without pressure. From time to time, he would say a few sarcastic words: "The Tang Clan's young fort master is nothing more than this. It seems that the Tang Clan is not that good either!"
Although it seemed that Tang Jing could fight with Liu Que, there was a gap in internal strength, and in terms of palm strength, Tang Jing was slightly inferior.
Moreover, Liu Que hadn't used Ice Palm yet, so Tang Jing was already at a disadvantage.
Tang Aoshuang looked at the competition and nodded with satisfaction.
Lu Yan looked at Tang Aoshuang with some worry: "If this continues, he will definitely be defeated. What's your next move? You haven't used it yet?"
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