"Miss, that wine won't hurt him, right?" Behind the crowd, the figures of beautiful teachers Baili Bing and Aunt Li appeared quietly.

"It seems that the effect of the Three Thousand Dreams is so good." Baili Bing smiled and said, "This kid has too many insights and can't find a release point for a while, and he is in a daze."

"Don't worry, I'll watch him, he can't die."

On the ring, the nature of the entire ring decisive battle has completely changed.

In the eyes of everyone, Yi Yun on the stage didn't know what kind of nerves or was crazy.

The sword technique in his hand is chaotic, sometimes clever and sometimes like a child juggling.

The same is true for body movements. Sometimes the incredible movements are extremely clever, but sometimes they directly hit the enemy's sword.

No one knows how confused Yi Yun’s mind is at this moment.

"Puff..." Another wisp of sword energy swept through, and the thigh flesh was directly pierced.

"Haha, boy, this is the most magical body and sword technique I have ever seen. Haha, are you juggling with grandpa?" Luo Yi was excited, very excited.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this kid is in trouble.

"Piper..." Following the chaotic gap between the opponent, Luo Yi flew up and kicked Yi Yun in the chest.

"Puff, a mouthful of blood spurted out desperately..."

"Haha, okay, I'll crippled him!" Gu Chen was excited from the audience, and completely let go of the original worry in his heart.

"Boy, don't you admit defeat?" Luo Yi looked at Yi Yun who was climbing up from the ground with great smugness, "If you don't admit defeat, cut off your third leg next time..."

Because Yi Yun refused to admit defeat, no one could intervene, and the battle could only continue.

In the crisis, Yi Shuiyun had already squeezed under the arena, holding the hilt of the sword in her right hand, ready to take action at any time.

At this moment, the crazy girl completely forgot about the rules of what sect.

"Let your grandfather admit defeat and dream!" Yi Yun's fighting spirit finally broke out completely under the repeated blows, overwhelming the chaotic starlight in his mind.

"Then go and die!" Luo Yi sneered, and the Zhaoyue Sword flashed with the imposing cold light, and five sword shadows enveloped Yi Yun.

"Clang clang clang..." Yi Yun tried his best to stop him.

However, no matter how hard he tried, there was still a sword shadow breaking through the defense line, and the target was his descendants.

At this moment, the string in Yi Yun's mind was about to break.

Below the arena, Yi Shuiyun's sword has been unsheathed.

Not far away, Baili Bing already had a silver dart in his hand.

"Break, break it for me..." Under the extreme pressure, the starlight in my mind reached a extreme and finally burst out.

The black jade heavy sword suddenly accelerated.

Five sword shadows in an instant.

An unprecedented sharp sword intent burst out from Yi Yun.

"Swoosh..." The seemingly slow sword speed instantly blocked the opponent's fatal blow.

The descendants have been saved.

The world of clouds, mountains, fog and seas in front of me finally showed its true prototype.

"Swish..." Like a breeze, Yi Yun's body movement also changed texture, and his body movement finally stepped from entering the micro level to the artistic conception level.

"Sky Break!" Five sword shadows disappeared, and a black line appeared in front of Luo Yi. The world in front of him seemed to be about to be cut in half by Yi Yun's sword.

"Hmph!" Zhaoyue God Sword met without hesitation.

"Clang..." With a crisp sound, a huge force surged overwhelmingly.

"Puff," a mouthful of blood spurted out of Luo Yi's mouth desperately.

However, Yi Yun had no intention of stopping at all. He had a sharp sword force and followed one sword after another. The blood in Luo Yi's mouth was squirting wildly.

"Click!" With a crisp sound, the first-level Xuan-level magic weapon, the Zhaoyue Sword, was completely shattered under the continuous impact.

The situation suddenly reversed. The ancient Chen face below the stage was ashes.

Yi Shuiyun quietly withdrew the long sword that had been unsheathed.

"The second level of sword intent, the first level of body and art, the fifth level of dark force exerted force... Tsk tsk, this kid has lived up to the three thousand wines in Dreams." Baili Binghan's face showed a smile.

Luo Yi regretted it very much, regretting that he shouldn't have attracted the fierce man in front of him.

He wanted to admit defeat.

But Yi Yun didn't give him a chance. The black jade heavy sword bombarded him several times, turning him into a blood spray.

"Swish..." A sword flew over, and Luo Yi's descendants were directly smashed by the sword energy.

"Ah..." A shrill shout echoed through the sky.

Yi Yun stopped and did not kill Luo Yi.

Kill him and everything will be zero, and no one will give the bet.

"This junior brother, isn't it too ruthless?" The law enforcement disciple under the ring frowned.

"Which law did I violate?" Yi Yun asked sneered: "He didn't admit defeat. I can do whatever I want to deal with him. Besides, didn't this grandson want to castrate me just now? Now I'm just returning to him by the way of others."

"Yi Yun, remember, I will return the humiliation to you a hundred and a thousand times today. Yi Yun, the Yi family..." Luo Yi said hatefully.

"I'm waiting for you," Yi Yun shook his head sneered, and turned his eyes to Gu Chen under the ring, "Boy, you are giving this eunuch's bet, right?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Yi is right." Gu Chen's attitude changed completely, and he felt extremely unhappy, but now he didn't dare to provoke Yi Yun at all, so he hurriedly said, "I'll give it to..."

"Come on, don't we have one more event?" Yi Yun sneered.

"Senior Brother Yi is extremely powerful, and he is far from his opponent, so he is willing to admit defeat." Gu Chen had long lost his previous arrogance, and his tone was well-behaved and a hint of pleasing.

Even Luo Yi, who was much better than him, was castrated. God knew that he would have the same ending when he came to power, so Gu Chen was afraid.

"It's okay to admit defeat, but you're going to bet, come on." Yi Yun sneered.

"I don't have any junior brother Peiyuan Marrow Cleansing Pills. Only one of the first-level Xuan-level swords is worth a elixir. In addition, this is one thousand five hundred mysterious crystals, which is almost equivalent to a elixir. I hope my senior brother will accept it with a smile." Gu Chen said, and quickly took off the Xuanbing sword he carried on him, and handed it to Yi Yun with this small cloth bag full of Xuan crystals.

"A broken sword." Yi Yun curled his lips with some disdain, took the long sword, and took it away, but when he saw the sword energy circling, the runes flashed, and he was carrying a good magic weapon.

It’s a pity that this sword is not a heavy sword and is not suitable for Yi Yun to use.

"Okay, since you take the initiative to admit defeat, I won't make things difficult for you." Yi Yun smiled kindly: "The first bet has been accepted. Should I be paid for the hike? Is it time to get the testimony while all my brothers and sisters are here?"

"Senior brother, I was confused for a moment and offended me. I also asked my senior brother to give me a yard." Gu Chen begged in a low voice with a bitter face.

"Hao Fu? Have you ever thought about raising your hands when you plot against me? Will you let me go when you change your position?" Yi Yun sneered: "If you dare to deal with me, you must be mentally prepared to pay the price."

"Okay, you can kowtow, three sounds and three grandpa, no one can be left behind!"

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Chapter completed!