Gao Feng in the audience also frowned slightly. He was able to take Cui Yi's sword with one hand. It seems that Liu Yi's strength is not simple.
However, compared with myself who has already practiced adult swordsmanship, it is still not good enough!
Let me let you be arrogant in the previous game, and then I will finish you off.
When Gao Feng thought of this, he couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
But Cui Yi on the stage was extremely panicked. He didn't expect that his flying sword could be caught by the opponent!
This is unscientific!
"So this is the swordsmanship of the Hidden Sword Pavilion? I've learned it."
Liu Yi held Cui Yi's sword between his arms and nodded to him, saying.
"Damn it! How could the swordsmanship of my Hidden Sword Pavilion be controlled by your little demonic skills!"
Cui Yi immediately shook his hands, held the sword technique with both hands, and tried to use sword control to withdraw his long sword.
He was so suffocated that he blushed and had a thick neck! He almost used all his strength, but his long sword was still caught in Liu Yi's hand and could not fly back.
This long sword seemed to have grown in Liu Yi's hand, and it no longer obeyed Cui Yi's command!
"Come back, come back, come back!"
Cui Yi roared repeatedly, Liu Yi shook his head and loosened his fingers.
"Snapped!"
The long sword suddenly flew back like lightning, and then hit Cui Yi's shoulder with a bang, sending his body flying backwards and falling onto the ring.
"Damn it!"
Cui Yi's shoulder hurt, but it was not a serious injury. He jumped up again, held the sword technique with both hands, let the sword float in front of him, and then spread his hands to both sides.
Suddenly, a long sword turned into two, two into three, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into more than ten swords, floating in front of Cui Yi.
"Go for it!"
Cui Yi waved his hand, and the dozen swords flew towards Liu Yi.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
Liu Yi just stood there, controlling his Tai Chi sword, constantly dancing sword flowers, and deflecting flying swords.
"If we don't use our full strength, we will have no chance."
Liu Yi kindly reminded me.
"I did underestimate you!"
Cui Yi took two deep breaths, "Liu Yi of Yangxian Palace, you are indeed very strong! So now I have to use my strongest method to defeat you. The swordsmanship of the Hidden Sword Pavilion is the real swordsmanship!"
As he spoke, he flew up high and floated in the air.
At the same time, long swords were drawn out by him and hovered around him.
"If you say that, I don't care, but your senior brother Gao Feng, who is famous as Tianzi, may be the first one to refuse to agree."
Liu Yi couldn't help but complain.
"It's up to you to take care of it! Let's die!"
Cui Yi shouted loudly, and then hundreds of swords swished down in the air toward Liu Yi, like a rain of swords.
"What's the use of taking out a pile of scrap metal?"
Liu Yi suddenly stopped laughing, made a sword gesture, and then pointed at Cui Yi in the sky.
"Go, little Tai Chi!"
"Buzz buzz!"
The Tai Chi sword suddenly spun rapidly around Liu Yi, and then turned into a green lightning, directly facing the huge rain of swords falling from the sky.
"Do you want to counteract my unique moves with just one sword?"
Cui Yi couldn't help laughing, "You will be beaten to mincemeat by my sword rain soon!"
"Is it?"
Liu Yi smiled noncommittally, and then his Tai Chi sword got into the sword rain.
Like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, the Tai Chi sword carries green light and destroys all the sword rain it encounters!
Like destroying the dead, Cui Yi's sword rain was completely defeated in a single confrontation! The Tai Chi sword had already broken through, and then stabbed towards his eyebrows.
Cui Yi was completely stunned and fell directly from the air to the ground.
But with Tai Chi Sword chasing after him, he had nowhere to escape.
He closed his eyes in despair, dead... He didn't expect to die among the top thirty-two... He thought he could win the top eight this time and rectify the name of Zangjian Pavilion. Unexpectedly... he would die now
Are you going to die...
At this moment, he suddenly regretted why he wanted to provoke this person from the Immortal Yang Palace...
"The results are ready now."
At this time, Liu Yi's voice came to his ears. Cui Yi opened his eyes and saw that the tip of the Tai Chi Sword was stopping in front of his forehead.
Liu Yi stood there and asked Mo Tian loudly.
"Liu Yi wins."
Mo Tian didn't pretend to be pretentious and announced directly.
"Master Mo is wise!"
Liu Yi cupped his hands and flew off the stage.
After Cui Yi stood up, he felt a little dizzy and walked down the ring in a daze.
He returned to the rest area, and Gao Feng stood in front of him expressionlessly.
"G-Senior Brother Gao...yes, I'm sorry..."
Cui Yi lowered his head and apologized to Gao Feng.
"Snapped!"
Without saying a word, Gao Feng raised his hand and gave him a slap in the face, knocking Cui Yi away and hitting the wall next to him, creating a gap in the wall.
"waste."
Gao Feng left these two words, turned around and walked aside.
"You are so merciless to your own people."
Liu Yi sat on a chair nearby, looked at Gao Feng with a smile and said, "What a master's style."
"Don't be proud."
Gao Feng looked at Liu Yi coldly, "Cui Yi is a well-known person. Although he has entered the top 32, he is nothing more than garbage in my eyes. You defeated him and just cleaned up the garbage."
"You call your fellow seniors trash?"
Liu Yi couldn't help but sneered, "People like you are the real trash."
"you……"
A murderous aura emerged from Gao Feng's body.
"What if I want to fight? I'm always with you."
Liu Yi stood up, not afraid of the peak aura. Instead, he carried a powerful aura, which made the people around him feel a little stressed.
"This year's first place seems to be a little more difficult..."
Gu Yu looked at the two people facing each other tit for tat, and suddenly couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
"If anything happens, let's settle it on the competition stage."
Mo Lan picked up a Fangtian painted halberd and placed it between the two people, "Anyone who fights now will be disqualified!"
"Hmph, just wait and die in the ring!"
Gao Feng dropped a word and turned to leave.
"Miss Mo, he wants to kill me, you have to protect me."
Liu Yi turned to Moran and said.
Moran's eyes widened, "Damn, you, a grown man, want me to protect you, are you embarrassed?"
Liu Yi nodded, "Indeed... Then shall I repay you by treating you to dinner?"
Moran spat, "You took advantage of me, right? Do you think I'm a fool?"
Liu Yi was surprised, "Oh, aren't you?"
Mo Lan's body trembled, "Do you want to start a war, Liu Yi?"
Liu Yi quickly smiled and said, "Hey, you will lose your qualifications if you fight!"
"You wait to die in the ring!"
"Miss Mo wants to kill me, Yuantong, you have to protect me."
"Amitabha...the poor monk will recite sutras for Donator Liu and be saved..."
"On you!"
Liu Yi made a joke here, while the competition in the ring continued.
A day passed and the top sixteen were selected.
Just as Liu Yi expected, Gao Feng, Gu Yu, Mo Lan, and Yuantong all advanced.
What surprised him was that Bai Xiaowei and Li Heqiang also advanced! Is Linglong Sect really that strong? Shouldn't the strongest Spirit Summoning Sect be Burning Heart Valley?
It seems that Linglongmen is going to rise this year!
What surprised Liu Yi the most was Bai Xiaowei’s summons.
Her summon was no longer a group of civet cats, but a huge ferocious beast! This ferocious beast was so powerful that it knocked Bai Xiaowei's opponent out of the ring in just a few rounds.
Why does this girl not play with cats but with beasts... In this case, can I still call her cat lady? What a pity.
Gu Yu's performance was also average. A bunch of Immortal Xuefeng's spells bombarded him, and the opponent surrendered.
It seems that the top 32 is not enough for everyone to show their full strength... I wonder what will happen to the top 16 tomorrow.
"You have indeed grown a lot."
During the top 32 competition, Wen Renqian stood on a wooden building in the distance, secretly watching Liu Yi's figure.
"But... I can't give this victory to you..."
Godfather's orders are there, and you have to obey them.
Anyway, this order will not endanger Liu Yi's safety. For the sake of his godfather and the Great God Sect, he must complete it.
But Wen Renqian didn't know that at this time, a group of people were quietly approaching outside Tianxia Villa.
"Deputy Leader...we are disobeying the leader's orders and coming here...is it really okay?"
One of his subordinates couldn't help but asked secretly.
"Stop talking nonsense, the leader's heart is not in the Great God Sect at all! He only has himself and his goddaughter in his eyes! If you want to resurrect the Great God, you can only rely on us! Everyone here is the enemy of the Great God, and they will
Blocking our way to resurrect the Great God. So, taking this opportunity, they will all die!"
The deputy leader stood aside and said through gritted teeth.
"But will this thing we got work?"
"Of course it can be done, this thing is enough to level the entire Tianxia Villa!"
"Can it break through the protective barrier of Tianxia Villa..."
"Haha...of course we have someone to help us take care of this..."
The deputy leader smiled coldly, and then continued to maintain his spell, hiding his group in the barrier.
In addition to the dinner on the first day, when meal time comes, children will bring meals to the room.
Liu Yi entered the top 16, and the happiest person was Liu Haisheng.
The old man went to Liu Yi's house three or four times a day just to cheer him up. He even offered to give Liu Yi his sword, but Liu Yi quickly declined.
"Thank you, Master Master, but the sword in my hand was also given by my master. It is very powerful!"
Liu Yi gently patted his little Tai Chi and said.
"Come on, I didn't know that my junior brother is so picky. Your sword is only level three, which is too low. Look at my big sword. It is an immortal sword passed down from generation to generation in Yangxian Palace. It's called Tongtian. It's level eight.
, if you hold it, you will be even more powerful, and your chances of reaching the top eight will be even greater!"
So it turns out that this old man’s goal is just the top eight?
"Don't worry, Uncle Master, I will definitely be able to get into these top eight. The Heavenly Sword must remain in the hands of the Master!"
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Sorry everyone... I accidentally overslept during my nap...