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Chapter 147 One move

He looked at Liu Yi with his face covered in blood, and smiled with his white teeth: "Is there more? Come again?"

Liu Yi's face changed, and he looked at the crazy Wu Yu with some shock. He was about to speak, but suddenly his face changed slightly, and he sneered. He only heard a "swish" sound, and the Chi Jie Fei was smashed away by Wu Yu.

The sword instantly penetrated Wu Yu's back!

Just when the Ni Xuan Sect disciples in the audience burst into screams, the flying sword unexpectedly only sank an inch into Wu Yu's body and could no longer move forward.

I saw black light flowing around Wu Yu's body, and his whole body was like a piece of fine iron, exuding an extremely powerful smell.

Grabbing the red-stepped flying sword in one hand, Wu Yu pressed it to the ground and stamped it hard.

"Crunch——"

A heart-wrenching sound came from the sword, and the red-level flying sword was directly destroyed by him.

Ni Xuanzong's disciples suddenly burst into cheers.

"Come again?"

There was no smile on Wu Yu's face, only madness.

Liu Yi trembled slightly, and actually felt a sense of fear towards the dark man in his heart. He didn't care about the ruined Red-level Flying Sword, and roared, and actually took out a Red-level Canglang again.

The sword hung above his head.

There was silence in the field, and all the disciples of Ni Xuanzong lost their smiles.

The disciples of the Canglang Sect looked like they had known about it for a long time and did not show any surprise at all.

Before their group of disciples came, each of them was given five red-level Canglang Swords and one orange-level Canglang Sword by the sect.

Rich and wealthy, that’s it!

In the Luofeng Sect's team, Qian Fengnian immediately booed to express his dissatisfaction. After being glared at by Qian Lang, he shrank his neck again.

"Isn't this a lie?" he said dissatisfied.

"Financial resources are also a part of strength. For us Talisman masters, we should understand this sentence even more, right?" Lu Chifeng said lightly.

Many Luofeng Sect disciples nodded, it was indeed the case.

"Then keep trying!"

"go!!"

Liu Yi took a few steps back, but a fierce look flashed across his face.

The scene seems to have returned to its original state.

But this time, after Wu Yu struggled for dozens of rounds, the black light on his body suddenly disappeared, and a sword pierced his shoulder, and he lost.

Chen Yebai took a deep breath, took the initiative to comfort Wu Yu, and then strode onto the martial arts field.

Ni Xuanzong, rely on him.

Shaking his slightly trembling hands, he jumped up and down the field, then looked at Liu Yi and said loudly: "Ni Xuanzong, Chen Yebai!"

Long uproar.

"Seventh level of Yuan Refining? Ni Xuanzong really has no one left, right?"

"This, this is too rubbish. Does this count as giving up voluntarily? There are not even five disciples at the tenth level of Yuan Refining. This Ni Xuan Sect is really... so rubbish."

Several seniors who were watching the ceremony also seemed to frown, but when they saw that Ni Xuanzong and others did not have any intention to explain, they did not think much about it, even Qian Lang did the same.

Liu Yi chuckled: "You Ni Xuan Zong disciples——"

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a cold voice.

"one move!"

Chen Yebai stood with his hands behind his hands, a look of disdain on his face.

Suddenly, the place fell silent, but there was a faint look of expectation on the originally gloomy faces of the Ni Xuan Sect disciples.

Chen Yebai, the top disciple of the inner sect.

He proved his strength in the sect competition.

But his familiar tone brought hope to Ni Xuan Sect disciples at this moment!

"come on!"

A soft but trusting shout rang out in the area where the Ni Xuan Sect disciples were, followed by shouts from the bottom of their hearts from all the disciples.

"Brother Chen, come on!"

"Senior Brother Chen! Fuck you!"

Amid those encouragements, Chen Yebai gradually calmed down. His mind was now filled with the figure and demeanor of another person.

Wang Mu.

That always calm, calm and cruel smell.

Chen Yebai had learned three points at this time.

"One move to defeat you, I only need one move."

He said calmly.

Although Liu Yi knew that the other party was trying to provoke him, he still couldn't help but get angry.

It was because Chen Yebai's expression at this moment was calm with disdain, and it felt like defeating him was as simple as trampling an ant to death.

Therefore, Liu Yi was still angry.

"go!"

After the battle just now, Ni Xuanzong had returned his orange-level Canglang Sword, so at this moment he fired with the sword without hesitation, and the aqua-blue Canglang Sword even turned into a ray of blue light!

Chen Yebai saw this but did not dodge.

calm down.

He kept recalling Xu Feng's fighting style when he fought with Xu Feng. This was also what he studied the most during so many days in seclusion!

In an instant, the blue light appeared in front of Chen Yebai, and Chen Yebai just shouted in his heart: "Wind!"

Phew! His figure was blurred in an instant, causing the Canglang Sword to pass through without hitting him!

"blade!"

Upon seeing this, Chen Yebai waved his hand, and dozens of cyan wind blades instantly condensed in front of him, and then fired at the shocked Liu Yi with a speed not weaker than Liu Yifei's flying sword.

He immediately took out a red-grade Canglang Sword and thrust it down with both hands.

"The waves are rolling into the sky!"

A surging wave of Yuan Power roared out and hit the blue wind blades all over the sky.

At this moment, Liu Yi pinched his sword again, and the orange-level Canglang Sword that flew out turned into a blue light and shot back, heading straight for Chen Yebai.

However, Chen Yebai did not move. He just changed his hand technique and saw that the wind blades all over the sky disappeared at the moment when they were about to be hit by a wave of blue energy.

Liu Yi was stunned. When he was about to launch the next offensive, he was horrified to find that the wind blades in the sky suddenly condensed into a huge wind blade half a foot long in front of him after evading the defense of the big waves.

!

But he had no time to dodge and defend!

"I surrender!"

The next moment, the wind blade shattered with a sound. Qian Lang looked at Chen Yebai in surprise, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, but he still said: "Ni Xuanzong, win."

As for the flying sword, it was directly taken away by Qian Lang after it was no longer under Liu Yi's control.

"good!"

Most Ni Xuan Sect disciples jumped up excitedly, and even many Ni Xuan Sect elders had excited faces.

However, Chen Yebai was not excited because he still had to face two people.

It seemed that he thought of this quickly, and Ni Xuanzong's location quickly became quiet.

However, where the Canglang Sect was, the ninth elder Liu Kong's face darkened.

"Next, Liu Qingfeng, come on."

The elder of the Poying Stage outer sect on the side called a tall disciple in the team by name.

The disciple stood up, bowed respectfully, and then stepped onto the stage.

To be named by the elders on stage, this person naturally has some strength.

However, Chen Yebai didn't care.

Only this time, he didn't say anything like winning with one move.

Looking at the enemy in front of him, he knew nothing about the attack methods this person was good at, but the enemy most likely knew him well. After all, the third elder said that Ling Zhan was probably the Liu family.

So he naturally wouldn't expect Ling Zhan to be so kind-hearted that he wouldn't reveal his secrets to others.

"Canglang Sect, Liu Qingfeng."

"Ni Xuanzong, Chen Yebai."

Liu Qingfeng looked at Chen Yebai, who was only at the seventh level of Yuan Refining, and said with admiration: "You are very good."
Chapter completed!
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