I don't know how much time has passed, Gao Junmo opened the door and walked in, "Yi Xu, it's about time... ah, old man, this is..."
Gao Junmo glanced at Mu Bo and was taken aback. He never expected that everyone would be rescued, and the old man still didn't save his life in the end.
"Mubo is gone, Director Gao, tell the Black Dragon Hall for me that starting today, Guang'an City will no longer have this signboard!"
After finishing speaking, Xu Yi hugged Mu Bo and strode towards the layman.
Gao Junmo complained in his heart, but he couldn't persuade him, he changed his body, and he would have to kill him, seeing Xu Yi go far away, he shouted, "Gao made a promise to Wan Youlong, to save Wan Tengyun's life! "
Martial artists are resolute, especially important figures. Since Gao Junmo was entrusted by Xu Yi to negotiate a hostage exchange with Wan Youlong, he will use his own reputation to endorse Wan Tengyun.
At this moment, seeing Xu Yi's killing intent soared, he was afraid that he would kill Wan Tengyun in a fit of rage, and slap someone Gao with his backhand.
"Gao Si don't worry!" Xu Yi's voice was as cold as ice.
After half a cup of tea, Xu Yi boarded the Rising Dragon Terrace again, and a huge commotion suddenly erupted from the surrounding stands.
There was an old man on Xu Yi's back, a sleeping old man.
Duels have been popular in Guang'an City for nearly a hundred years, and there have been tens of thousands of duels, but there has never been anyone who has fought against others.
Xu Yi couldn't hear the noise all over the sky, he straightened his body, touched Qiuwa in his arms, looked up at the sky, and murmured, "Mu Bo, Qiuwa, this time the three of us will live and die together. Fight alongside!"
At this moment, Wan Tengyun also came up to the stage, wearing a new set of golden armor, his energy and spirit were beyond compare, his eyes looking at Xu Yi were more vigilant, but his heart was ashamed without his previous talent.
Indeed, when Xu Yi was going through life and death, Wan Tengyun was rushing to heal his wounds, supplement his equipment, and take advantage of the opportunity.
At this moment, seeing Xu Yi again, there is no contempt, but also less fear. His injuries have been completely healed by the holy medicine of healing given by Elder Shui.
The golden armor on his body was also a medium-grade vestment personally bestowed by Elder Shui, and its defense power was more than ten times stronger than that of a low-grade vestment.
Elder Shui, Wan Youlong and other strong men will analyze the battle situation for him and decide on offensive and defensive strategies.
Wan Tengyun's confidence rose rapidly, and the last fear of Xu Yi also quietly faded away.
He pointed his long sword obliquely, carefully kept a distance of more than 30 zhang from Xu Yi, and said coldly, "It's just that Wan Mou was unprepared and let you, a bastard, take advantage of it. Now Wan Mou wants to fight you in a dignified battle." Chang, surnamed Yi, if you are afraid, Wan will spare your life, get off the stage!"
In order to cover up the previous failure, Mr. Wan didn't care about face.
Even the huge cheers from the stands for his second battle disappeared in an instant because of this shameless words.
Wan Tengyun Jun blushed, stopped speaking, held his breath, and suddenly, a bell rang, Wan Tengyun instantly urged his wings, and the stream of light streaked across the sky, and the man came to the front, holding the extreme sword in his hand to the extreme. Stabbing Xu Yi's vital point, once hit, he fled immediately, and came again in a flash, stabbing out more than a hundred swords in one breath, the swords were full of light, as if the sun in the sky was about to be crushed by the dazzling sword light.
Occasionally, a set of sonic flying knives would be shot out, and the knives would slash at Xu Yi's body, making a loud groan.
The audience could only see Wan Tengyun's attack like mercury pouring down the ground, so powerful that it seemed to shake the mountains and rivers.
"good!"
In the box of Jiachou, Wan Youlong roared wildly, and Ma Wensheng and others also cheered.
Wan Tengyun played beautifully, which also condensed everyone's wisdom and talent, but everyone combined the offensive and defensive strategies for Wan Tengyun.
The most important thing is to make full use of the high mobility of the wings, launch a free attack with the Zhuji sword, hit it with one hit, escape immediately, and then attack again.
I have to say that this kind of strategy is extremely clever. Although Xu Yi's return to the original step is wonderful, but he pays attention to the speed of his mind. If he really compares his speed, he is no match for Wan Tengyun's spirit stone fragments. wings.
Wan Tengyun pierced with more than a hundred swords, and Xu Yi's clothes showed countless holes. Under the wind, they were flying, and his whole body was extremely cold and lonely.
However, Wan Teng Yungong was beautiful, and he was very proud at the beginning, but after more than a hundred swords, the pride in his heart disappeared, and he fully realized that the guy opposite was really not something he could defeat.
In addition to possessing strange body skills, the one surnamed Yi also has extremely strong defensive armor.
With all his strength, he could cut gold and shatter iron, but with more than a hundred swords, he tried not only the whole body of Yi, but also the old man behind him, but It's hard to get in.
From time to time, the set of sonic flying knives, which were not small in damage, were shot out. Although the offensive was large, it did not achieve the slightest result.
"My surname is Yi, your tortoise shell is astonishing, I won't fight anymore, since you can't beat me, how can this battle be equal?"
Wan Tengyun was really terrified, he didn't know how many backhands this guy in front of him was hiding, and he was very eager to seek peace.
"If you can stab me with a sword again, I will be considered a loser!"
How can there be no purpose if you don't move or shake, and you have suffered more than a hundred swords.
Wan Tengyun was overjoyed, and with all his strength, he roared to the audience, "You said that, as long as I get stabbed with the sword again, you will be considered a loser. I hope you will act like a man and keep your word."
"How did you make such a defeat!"
In Jiachou's room, Gao Junmo's face was livid, and he could hardly believe his ears.
Earlier, when Wan Tengyun was struck by lightning and the sword light was astonishing, he thought Xu Yi was doomed, but then he saw that Xu Yi was carrying a rare treasure with unparalleled protection, so he calmed down and sat and watched Wan Tengyun's energy was exhausted, and his success was on the verge of failure.
Who would have known that at this critical moment, Xu Yi would make such wild words again.
"Director Gao, the person surnamed Yi is from your Patrol Department. Your Director Gao won't just sit back and watch your subordinates renege on their promises and get fat!"
Wan Youlong rushed to make up for the knife.
The vigor of the surname Yi has overturned his cognition, and he no longer expects Wan Tengyun to defeat Xu Yi, as long as Wan Tengyun can end alive.
At this moment, the person surnamed Yi actually uttered wild words, waiting for Ruo to throw the victory back into his arms.
"I'm not you!"
Gao Junmo's eyes were fixed on the audience.
Suddenly, Xu Yi closed his eyes, releasing all his senses, and the feeling of knowing the subtleties and leaks came like a tide.
The moment Wan Tengyun started, Xu Yi stretched out his left hand and grabbed it towards the northwest. Wan Tengyun's long sword arrived just as he caught it with his big hand.
As if the two parties had made an appointment, Xu Yi stretched out his hand first, and then Wan Teng and Yunwan cooperated and put his wrist into Xu Yi's palm.
Holding Wan Tengyun's big hand wearing the silkworm glove, Xu Yi swung his long fist, and there was a huge ripple in the air, with a loud bang, Wan Tengyun was thrown into the air, before his whole body could reach the highest point, and Xu Yi ripped him off.
There was another punch on the ground, Wan Tengyun swung again, and punched again, with a bang, the middle-grade cassock was blown apart by his violent punch.