Ye Wuji held the folding fan in his hand, looking stunned and didn't say anything for a long time. He watched blood gushing out of Nie Wushuang's mouth from time to time, his brows became tighter and tighter. He slowly walked to Nie Wushuang, picked up his demon-subduing sword, and then reached over and wanted to help Nie Wushuang up.

Nie Wushuang smiled at Ye Wuji, but did not refuse. After being helped up by Ye Wuji, he took the Demon-Subduing Sword that Ye Wuji picked up, and stood there with some shaking, his eyes closed slightly, mobilizing the Three Life Art. The chaotic aura in Chaos's eyes quickly rushed out and began to repair the injuries all over his body.

Ye Wuji took two steps back and stared at Nie Wushuang closing his eyes to heal his wounds, without any movement for a long time.

There was an uproar on Kaiye Square. No one expected that everyone had been looking forward to a day of genius duel, but it was gone in just one move. No one expected that the ability to kill Tang Minghu, who could surpass the level of the foundation building, could make Nie Wushuang, who was trapped in the illusion at the same time, faced Ye Wuji, and was seriously injured and defeated without one move?

Ye Xuanxin sat on the viewing platform, expressionless and looked at Zongbi's stage with a torch.

Tang Yurun's face was flushed. After suddenly getting up, she wanted to shout loudly, but feared Ye Xuanxin, she had to sit back on the chair, and her whole body was trembling with excitement.

Fu Xuesong's eyes closed slightly, as if he was asleep.

Some of the other lords said: "This demonized ice blade is indeed powerful." "Yes, Wuji has not made a move, and Nie Wushuang will not be his opponent by relying on the demonized weapon alone." "Wuji's cultivation seems to have improved again. If he steps into the Killing Pill in the future, I am afraid that we lords will not be able to see enough in front of him." "What does step into the Killing Pill? Even now, I am not Wuji's opponent." "Nie Wushuang is probably just lucky? This sect is the first, and it must be Wuji."

The deacon of the sect stepped forward and clasped his fists, and respectfully said to Ye Xuanxin: "Master, will the result of the battle be announced?"

Ye Xuanxin shook her head and without answering, the deacon of the sect slowly retreated aside.

On Kaiye Square, everyone started discussing.

Ye Wuji stood on the sect bi platform, looking at Nie Wushuang who closed his eyes and healed his wounds, and after a long time, he slowly said: "Wushuang, show some real skills, otherwise if you continue to fight like this, you will definitely die."

Nie Wushuang slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ye Wuji, but did not answer.

Ye Wuji opened the folding fan in his hand, gently fanned himself, licked his lips with his tongue, and said, "Today's battle, either you die or I die. This is the greatest respect for you and me. What kind of sect and reward are all bullshit. If you have something unfinished, I can complete it for you after killing you."

A light flashed in Nie Wushuang's eyes, and she said as if she was talking to herself: "I'll do it myself." As she finished speaking, Nie Wushuang's demon-subduing sword straddled the demon-subduing sword in his hand and cut it across to Ye Wuji.

This knife is extremely slow; this knife is extremely ordinary.

Ye Wuji's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and his face turned flushed instantly: "The rules of artistic conception." As he spoke, he felt a strong desire to die.

Scream!

With a sharp roar, the folding fan turned into a golden roc again, shining golden light and rushed forward.

Nie Wushuang's knife was still slowly cutting.

The golden-winged roc rushed towards Nie Wushuang like a sharp arrow.

On Kaiye Square, everyone was breathing rapidly. Unlike yesterday's experience, Nie Wushuang's demon-subduing sword on his hands was full of death.

Suddenly, the artistic conception turned into reality, and the gray dead energy rolled out from the Demon-Subduing Sword, and instantly formed a wall of dead energy in front of Nie Wushuang.

"Bang!" There was only a sound, and in the air, the golden-winged roc bird shot out from the air hit the dead air wall emitted by Nie Wushuang's Demon-Subduing Sword. With a thud, it rolled back and forth. Ye Wuji frowned and quickly circled his chest with both hands. A golden air blade flashed in his hand, and pushed it with both hands and bombarded Nie Wushuang.

"Bang!" Another loud noise, the golden light energy blade also hit the dead energy protective wall, and burst instantly.

The dead energy protects the wall without any influence, and shrinks and becomes smaller and smaller.

The death aura around Ye Wuji became stronger and stronger. In just a moment, a ball condensed from the death aura appeared around Ye Wuji. The ball wrapped Ye Wuji in it and kept shrinking into the middle.

The demonized weapon and Ye Wuji rushed forward at the same time. In the blink of an eye, they rushed to the inner wall of the ball condensed by the dead energy.

With a loud bang, Ye Wuji and the demonized weapon were bounced back by the inner wall of the ball at the same time, and the boundless death aura spread. Ye Wuji was hit by the death aura and blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth. The golden-winged roc fell on Ye Wuji's shoulder half lying on the ground, and his light was much dimmed.

Looking at the ball of death energy shrinking smaller and smaller, Ye Wuji's face showed great excitement and shouted, "Good come! That's interesting!" As he said that, his spiritual energy surged around him. He raised his left hand and pinched the claws of the golden-winged roc straddling his shoulders, shouting: "Slash!"

The golden-winged Roc grabbed Ye Wuji's left claw and suddenly soared into the air with his whole body. Ye Wuji rubbed his palm with his right hand into a knife, and his qi gathered out, his eyes widened.

The Demon-Subduing Sword was still slowly pushing flat. Nie Wushuang's face was a little pale, and there was still bloodshot on the corner of his mouth, but he had no expression on his face and slowly pushed the Demon-Subduing Sword.

Ye Wuji sat cross-legged in the air, and cut out one after another of his palms and swords, slashing at the dead energy wall.

The golden-winged roc suddenly raised its head and roared, and a qi ray was spitting out of its mouth. Its head swung left and right, and the qi ray was thrusting on the inner wall of the death ball, making a loud bang.

After a crazy attack of Qi Wei, Ye Wuji discovered that the death ball was shrinking and smaller. The Qi Wei Wei in the beak of the golden-winged Roc and his hand knife Qi Wei Wei showed no sign of breaking the death ball.

Ye Wuji made up his mind and shouted: "Break it for me!"

As the words came to the ground, the golden-winged Roc and Ye Wuji's body surged and rotated wildly, forming a light yellow aperture. Above the aperture, countless qi lights escaped, forming a light yellow air knife.

"Crush!" The golden-winged Roc and Ye Wuji combined into one. The light yellow aperture formed by their crazy rotation rushed straight toward the inner wall of the death ball.

The light yellow aperture rotates wildly, and the light yellow air sword formed around it kept slashing on the death wall protection ball condensed by Nie Wushuang's sword energy.

All I could hear was crackling sounds.

Suddenly, the ball condensed by the dead energy was cut into countless cuts.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the entire ball of dead air burst open.

Ye Wuji and the golden-winged roc, who were in the center of the ball, flew backwards by the bursting aura, and almost fell from Zongbitai.

Rolling to the ground, Ye Wuji adjusted his body and half sat up after a while. He found that his spiritual power was not flowing smoothly. The light blue gown on his body had been cut out of countless small mouths, and blood oozing out from the small mouth. At the same time, the qi and blood surging in his mouth made him unable to suppress it. He suddenly opened his mouth, and a blood arrow spurted out, and a rain of blood was raining.

The golden-winged Roc bird was even more embarrassed. Countless feathers on its body were hit and fell off. It flew around in the air of Zongbitai, and countless wounds on its body were bleeding.

Looking at Nie Wushuang not far away, Ye Wuji's face was ferocious, his tongue stretched out and licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, and said, "The artistic conception and magical powers are indeed well-deserved."

Nie Wushuang also had blood in his body, and his brows were frowning. The Demon-Subduing Sword in his hand seemed to have encountered great force blocking, and he could not move any more.

Ye Wuji suddenly stood up, and after the golden-winged Roc turned into a folding fan and fell back into his hand, he wiped blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted loudly to Nie Wushuang: "It tastes so good! Nie Wushuang, I will fight you today and I will never regret life and death!"

Nie Wushuang was trying hard to suppress the blood and qi rolling in his body. At this time, he heard Ye Wuji speak and wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the blood and blood in his body suddenly swelled up, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out of his mouth, and there was also a rain of blood in front of him.

Although injured, Nie Wushuang also felt that the battle was very refreshing. He showed a hint of excitement on his face and shouted: "What a life and death that I will never regret!"

At this moment, a white light suddenly flashed, and Ye Xuanxin's figure instantly fell between the two of them. Ye Xuanxin slowly said, "Stop for a moment."

Ye Wuji and Nie Wushuang had blood on the corners of their mouths, and at the same time they looked at Ye Xuanxin with confusion.
Chapter completed!