Mortal bone

These six fine steel long knives were his biggest expense in this competition.

"I'm afraid you won't even have the chance to draw your sword later."

Ji Wuyou put her hand on the hilt of her waist, still squinting at Xu Taiping and smiling.

"Are you two still ready?"

At this moment, the supervisor's voice sounded.

"I'm ready."

Xu Taiping nodded, then pressed one hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, and clenched his fist with the other, his right leg was in a lunge, and his body leaned forward slightly.

"I'm ready too."

Ji Wuyou squinted her eyes and nodded with a smile, then pinched the fingers of the sword with one hand and the seal formula with the other, and the long sword around her waist was trembling in the sheath.

"That being the case, let's start the competition!"

The inspector retreated to the sidelines, and then announced loudly.

"Zheng!"

"bass!……"

Almost at the moment when the words fell, the sound of the sword's cry and the sound of drawing the knife exploded at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, a blade glow shaped like a full moon intersected with a flying sword.

Xu Taiping used the full moon to escape the blow of Ji Wuyou's flying sword, and successfully came behind Ji Wuyou, but the knife in his hand shattered with a "click" because it could not withstand the impact of the sword collision just now. open.

"Woo!!~"

And Xu Taiping, who had been prepared for a long time, circulated the true energy in his body without hesitation, and pulled out the long knife from his waist again.

"boom!"

The exploding saber energy turned into a sword shadow more than one foot long, slashing straight at Ji Wuyou's back.

Seven kills knife, third kill, broken steel.

From the six full moon kills, to breaking the knife and then drawing the knife, and then to the third kill, the whole process was done in one go, as if it had been rehearsed countless times, and all the monks present were speechless.

"Zheng!"

However, at the moment of Xu Taiping's third slash, Ji Wuyou's flying sword drew a circular arc on the field as if it had eyes, and suddenly slashed at the sword shadow.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud shock, the saber energy released by Xu Taiping's third kill was slammed by the flying sword, and the long saber in his hand even shattered with a "click".

But Ji Wuyou's flying sword was only thrown backwards a few feet by the shock force.

Who is strong or weak is clear at a glance.

"boom!"

But Xu Taiping seemed to have expected this scene a long time ago. The moment the long knife in his hand shattered, the fist hidden behind him, with the sound of a bull roar, punched Ji Wuyou hard in the back.

At this moment, Ji Wuyou wanted to wield a sword to save her, but it was too late.

"The sea is dry, the stone is rotten!"

But at this moment, Ji Wuyou, who still had his back to Xu Taiping, suddenly recited a spell aloud, followed by a loud shout, and stomped his right leg on the ground.

"boom!"

In an instant, the originally hard ground suddenly collapsed.

Xu Taiping, who couldn't stand firmly on his feet, staggered and almost fell over.

"boom!"

But Xu Taiping used the Wind Shadow Step in time, his figure flashed, and he stepped out from the spot with one step.

"Zheng!"

Not waiting for Xu Taiping to stand still again, the sound of the sword and the sound of piercing the sky suddenly sounded, and a sword light pierced his back heart.

"Push!"

But what everyone present including Na Ji Wuyou didn't expect was that Xu Taiping didn't hide the sword, but let it penetrate into his body.

"boom!"

Just when everyone was amazed and puzzled by this, Xu Taiping suddenly burst into a cloud of blood.

Following everyone, they saw that the blood mist instantly condensed into ice, freezing his upper body and the flying sword together.

At this moment, the flying swords that were flying all over the field were sealed in Xu Taiping's body at this moment.

"Ji Wuyou's flying sword is under control?!"

"This is a madman!"

Seeing this scene, many people couldn't help blurting out in alarm.

Because no one thought that someone would use their own body to seal the flying sword.

Zhao Linglong and Qing Xiao were so shocked that they couldn't even speak.

"bass!"

At the same time as the horror sounded in the audience, there was another sound of drawing a knife out of its sheath.

Despite the severe pain in his body, Xu Taiping's movements did not stop at all.

"boom!"

The bright sword shadow poured out like a torrent breaking the embankment, and slashed straight towards Na Ji Wuyou.

Seven killing swords, lore, chasing souls.

"The wind is coming!"

After several failed attempts to control the sword with Qi, the ashen-faced Ji Wuyou had no choice but to recite the Wind Come Curse.

"boom!"

The moment the words fell, a gust of wind slapped Xu Taiping's sword light like a huge palm.

But it was too late.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud shock, Xu Taiping's blade unleashed a gust of wind, slashing at Ji Wuyou's body.

"Shh!"

Although the blade was deflected by the strong wind, it still chopped off one of Ji Wuyou's arms.

"what!……"

Ji Wuyou screamed.

But then, in anger, he squeezed out his sword finger with the other hand, mobilized all his true energy and shouted:

"Sword come!"

With a "click", the mysterious ice armor condensed on Xu Taiping's chest shattered, and Ji Wuyou's flying sword was pulled out from Xu Taiping's back immediately.

This time, Ji Wuyou was able to pull out the sword, firstly because he had stored his strength for a long time, and secondly because Xu Taiping's aura was relatively weak after he slashed out with the sword.

"Uh~"

Under the severe pain, Xu Taiping snorted, but immediately he grinned again and looked at Ji Wuyou and said:

"One sword, another hand, it's worth it!"

While speaking, he once again used Canxia's true energy to condense the blood into ice to seal the wound on his back.

Seeing this scene, all the monks in the audience were in a cold sweat.

From being struck by the sword to cutting off Ji Wuyou's arm, to being pulled out by Ji Wuyou's flying sword from the back, it took only a little more than ten breaths of effort. Many monks didn't even understand what happened until this time.

"Injury for injury, cut off one of Ji Wuyou's arms, and greatly damaged Ji Wuyou's combat strength... Could it be that this was all planned by Taiping early in the morning?"

Qing Xiao said in amazement.

"If that's the case, then this little guy's calculations may already be above you and me."

Zi Yan also looked surprised.

"boom!"

Amidst the uproar, Xu Taiping slashed out again with the long knife in his hand.

"Zheng!"

Ji Wuyou, who was full of resentment, urged the flying sword to attack with all his strength.

But because of the loss of an arm, Ji Wuyou couldn't use the flying sword and spells at the same time, and the situation on the field gradually began to favor Xu Taiping's side.

Follow this situation.

As long as Xu Taiping can find an opportunity to use the running bull, Ji Wuyou will definitely lose.

"boom!"

At this moment, Ji Wuyou suddenly cast another Wind Curse.

He widened the distance between himself and Xu Taiping, then wiped the blade of the flying sword, smearing Xu Taiping's blood on his palm, and then recited an obscure incantation aloud, finally full With a smirk on his face, he said angrily:

"The pain in my body will be returned to your body ten times."

Hearing this, Dugu Qingxiao stood up abruptly.

"This Ji Wuyou actually used two injury curses?!"

He snorted coldly with eyes full of anger.