Chapter 643

Pei Ao's magic sword doesn't look like a sword when it's used. Instead, it looks like a hilt connected with a piece of water. When it's stirred, the water waves all around.

The two fingers of Yan beihui are glittering, like burning metal put into oxygen, dazzling.

As soon as he pointed out, Pei Ao's sword light, like a piece of cloth, stabbed and tore a big hole in the middle. Yan beihui's finger, like a sharp sword, pointed directly at Pei Ao's throat.

"The Yan Family's startling finger!" Feng Qianchen sighed. Looking at Yan beihui's dazzling fingers on the stage, he took a deep breath: "Yan beihui's strength is really amazing. It's one of the most difficult martial arts for Yan family to practice, but he can practice to this extent. His strength can't be underestimated."

Ye CuO can also feel that Yan beihui's fingers release a sharp sword Qi.

He used his finger as a sword to fight Pei Ao.

This is not only to express their own identity, but also to express their disdain for Pei Ao, a backward generation.

But Pei Ao's expression is still unchanged.

As soon as his wrist shook, the sword light in his hand, like water, formed a circle, like a whirlpool, to make up for the torn sword light.

The most important thing in Wudang's martial arts is to turn round to Ruyi, which is a Taiji internal force. It can overcome rigidity with softness, and conquer the upper with softness.

At the beginning of Yanbei's return, she didn't pay attention to the suckling boy in front of her, but she didn't expect that Pei Ao had been drawing circles.

A circle on the left and a circle on the right, the sword light in his hand is constantly rippling. After a circle is drawn, it doesn't disappear. Instead, it rotates in the air like a real object.

Big circle, small circle, horizontal circle, vertical circle, the whole arena, like a flowing river, countless whirlpool.

Although these whirlpools are not as sharp as the soul of yanbeihui, they are peaceful, but the more they look, the more they make yanbeihui scared.

"Good boy, I didn't expect that Zhang Qiuzhen had such a good apprentice, and he had such a steady state of mind and cultivation when he was young. It seems that today I will take out some strength to teach you."

Yanbei back at this time, in fact, he had found the hidden danger in the whirlpool. He didn't dare to be careless any more, so he quickly straightened out his mind.

However, at this time, he suddenly found that it was too late.

The circles, big and small, have gradually enveloped him in them. Countless whirlpools are like various parts of a precision instrument, constantly running.

Yan beihui felt as if he had fallen into a kind of thick liquid. Every movement had great pressure, and even the movement slowed down.

It's like being under the water. There's water in all directions. It's hard to move. If you fight back, the water will be opened instantly, but it will flow back immediately.

Yan beihui roared wildly, knowing that he could not keep his hand like this.

Wudang's martial arts is to cook frogs in warm water. The longer you fight, the more stamina you have. If you really fight with this boy for a while, you will lose face even if you don't lose money.

Yan beihui's body shape suddenly rushed, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly soared. It was like a wild animal attacking for food. It almost immediately came to Pei Ao's eyes and pointed to his throat.

Pei Ao is still slow, not in a hurry, and draw a circle.

The center of the vortex is the place where the soul finger of yanbeihui must pass. If yanbeihui doesn't withdraw his finger at this time, it will be directly broken by the long sword.

If Pei Ao had an ordinary long sword in his hand, he would not be afraid of it, but it was a magic sword from the Kunlun ruins. Yanbei Hui did not dare to gamble.

He wanted to step back, only to find that there were circles around him, spinning and blocking all his roads.

Yan beihui couldn't succeed in an attack, instead, he got into trouble and became angry.

"Boy, it's naive to try to stop me like this." Yan Bei said back, and suddenly pointed forward. On his finger, an inner force, like sword Qi, shot from his finger. With a stab, he penetrated the whirlpool in front of him and pierced Pei Ao's shoulder into a blood hole.

All the people under the stage let out a cry of surprise.

Ye CuO also slightly frowned: "it's a strong finger force. It can launch the internal force. Although the attack range is only about one foot, it's amazing.

Pei Ao's shoulder was pierced by Yan Bei Hui's finger, blood gushed, his arm trembled, and many circles around him were very unstable.

He could only sigh to himself, knowing that the gap between the two men was too big to be radical, so he quickly took back his sword and began to defend.

And Yanbei back is moved to kill heart, two fingers are like two ultra short range guns, keep pointing back and forth.

Every finger is a shot of inner strength. Pei Ao is still far behind him. He begins to have blood holes on his body. After a while, his whole body is dyed red.

But even in this case, his face is still resolute and his moves are not disordered at all.

Only Ye CuO frowned and said in a low voice: "does this Yanbei Hui want to kill people here?"

However, his voice did not fall, Yan beihui suddenly raised his hand and pointed to Pei Ao's eyebrow. Pei Ao's move is old now. He can't avoid it at all. This finger is bound to pierce his head.

Feng Buqi, who had been watching the battle, suddenly frowned and said angrily, "no!"

Every master in the dragon group is a national treasure. If he dies because of this competition, it's even the dereliction of duty of the dragon group.

The wind does not abandon, at this time the heart will split, want to stop, it is too late.

Yanbei back to hide for a long time, at this time is to attack must kill. At this time, there are many experts around, but no one thought that Yanbei Hui would suddenly kill people. There was a sigh in many people's hearts, and others were ready to start fighting for the magic sword.

However, just as people are watching, Pei Ao is about to take five steps, a flying knife suddenly appears in front of Pei Ao's forehead.

"Ding!"

The domineering inner strength was directly on the body of the flying knife. The flying knife was hit in the air and turned around, flying towards Pei Ao's forehead.

This time, has enough Pei Ao reaction, he quickly side head.

But the strength of the throwing knife was too strong, and it left a big bloody hole in his pretty face.

"Who?" Yanbei looks back at the bottom of the challenge arena.

All the people looked in the same direction and saw Ye CuO's hand, still holding the posture of throwing a throwing knife.