In the blink of an eye, several sword energies approached.
Ying Wuji's figure was finally forced out. He gritted his teeth and went straight into the cave.
“Good death!”
Nangong Yu shouted loudly, immediately retracted his sword, and rushed in with the sword in hand.
Everyone: “…”
It's too intense!
It's so intense!
Taoist Qingxu: "Good! Good! Good!"
Finally I can force that kid to fight with swords in close combat!
Although the process is a bit weird!
But the cave is such a small space, wouldn’t it be inappropriate to draw the sword?
However.
It was quiet inside the cave.
No one knows what happened inside.
One breath!
Two breaths!
Three breaths!
…
At the fifteenth breath.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Countless thunders exploded in the cave at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, a charred figure flew out backwards.
Nangong Yu's eyes were red with anger: "Ying Wuji, you, you... I won't accept this!"
His voice was extremely shrill, as if he couldn't wait to kill Ying Wuji.
Then his head tilted.
I fainted instantly.
Everyone: “…”
They were confused. What was going on?
Why did he rush into the cave?
Why was he blown out directly after being silent for a while?
Why?
"Hey! You got fooled, you bastard?"
Ying Wuji also rushed out quickly, holding a sword and wanted to chop off Nangong Yu's dog head.
Nangong Ling's face suddenly changed.
Fortunately, Taoist Qingxu reacted quickly.
Although Ying Wuji's last move was with a sword.
But if someone dies, where will the Taoists put their reputation?
For one thousand taels.
Not worth it!
He stretched out his right hand forward, and a handprint shadow about ten feet wide appeared in the Hanguang Formation, with two fingers pinching the sword of Ying Wuji.
"Let's be merciful! He fainted, so he obviously lost. Why hurt his life?"
"That's right! I'm addicted!"
Ying Wuji laughed it off, put the sword back into the sheath with a look of regret, and left the Hanguang Formation reluctantly.
The last point.
It's purely his personal performance.
Otherwise, Nangong Yu would have aroused too much suspicion.
Nangong Yu was a smart guy, but he had no experience in writing scripts, so he lacked a logical ending.
He felt into his arms and saw a straw doll lying quietly inside.
Look at this.
As long as they control Nangong Yan, the Li royal family will have one more traitor in their hands.
The phantom hand in the Hanguang formation also picked up Nangong Yu, who was charred black, and placed him in front of Nangong Ling.
Nangong Ling looked extremely nervous. After checking, he found that Nangong Yu was fine, but his meridians were paralyzed. He then slowly breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Taoist Priest!"
"No thanks!"
Taoist Qingxu smiled and waved his hands, but his heart was bleeding with pain.
One thousand taels from an experienced person!
He really doesn't understand.
Why didn't the two men draw their swords in such a small space?
Instead, after being silent for such a long time, Nangong Yu was struck by thunder.
He looked at Ying Wuji and couldn't help asking, "How did you do it?"
Ying Wuji smiled and said, "Master, you are not ashamed to ask questions. I really want to answer! But I can't answer it. If I say it out, it won't work in the next game!"
Taoist Qingxu choked for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Next game! Next game!"
The next few games were also quite intense.
After all, none of those who can enter this round are mediocre.
But it has to be said.
There is still a gap in strength.
Most of the people here have just broken through the fetal transformation stage, and even their swords were temporarily forged for the Sword Immortal Conference, so the grade of the spiritual fetus has become the biggest influencing factor.
In addition to Ying Wuji, he also lost two first-grade spiritual fetuses in a row.
Although Zhao Ning, Mi Xingli and Ying Wuque all put in some effort, they basically crushed their opponents.
It was another person who aroused Ying Wuji's interest.
That was Jiang Leqing that Mi Xingli had mentioned to him.
This woman.
The fighting style is extremely monotonous.
It's a complete illusion.
Her weapon was a slender sword, but this sword had never been used to stab anyone. Its function was no different from that of a musical instrument.
When you inject true Qi, a melody will sound.
Then her opponent would sit cross-legged, drowsy.
And she will be affected in the same way.
The two of them just sat cross-legged in meditation.
After a while.
Her opponent vomited blood and fainted.
It is like this in every game, the only difference is the time the opponent vomits blood and faints. The stronger the opponent, the longer he can last.
It's definitely getting harder.
But after Jiang Leqing woke up, he was surprisingly energetic. Not only was he not exhausted, he even replenished some of his energy.
No one knows what her opponent has been through.
Because there have been a total of six opponents who have fought with her, and no one has woken up yet. If it weren't for the fact that after examination, it was found that there was no mental problem for all of them, their people would have probably gone to the Qi Embassy to cause trouble long ago.
This chick.
The method is really weird!
After this round, only seven people were left out of more than ten.
Except for Ying Wuque who was lucky enough to get a bye, all the others have to play three more games.
Round 7.
Ying Wuji versus Jiang Leqing.
Tian Boguang against a two-handed swordsman who had just defected to the State of Yan.
Zhao Ning versus Mi Xingli, the winner will win without any flaws.
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