Bai Yueguang, who became a boss after escaping from death

Gu Jingyu made a lot of preparations for this competition, after all, whether he can escape successfully depends on one action, so it was long overdue.

On the stage, Yu Wenyi was praised by the disciples of the Qi Sect because of his successive victories, and he regained the confidence that was lost under Gu Jingyu, so he said in a cold voice with disdain: "I thought you were too scared to come here .”

This sentence caused a burst of laughter from the Qi Sect's onlookers.

Gu Jingyu felt a little funny, "It's a good thing to still be so confident."

Yu Wenyi reacted for a while before he heard the voice. It was clearly mocking him, a defeated general, who still had the face to talk big. His face darkened immediately, and his eyes were sharp and ruthless: "I said, the last time the contest was not counted. , It’s just that my master ancestor sold your Jianzong to save face, and we will see the real chapter later.”

A sword cultivator in the crowd shouted at Gu Jingyu: "You must win, the top spot in the sword test must not let such a villain get involved!"

"Who are you calling a villain!" The Qi Sect disciple immediately quarreled with many sword cultivators, and the scene was once very chaotic.

The disciple who supervised the battle sighed when he saw this. There are so many battles supervised, this one is the most lively.

Because neither Gu Jingyu nor Yu Wenyi had failed, and the latter's magic weapon was very domineering, and it became more and more mysterious as it was spread, people gathered here one after another with the mentality of watching the excitement.

"Have you heard? The last opponent of the tool repairer also abstained."

"It's better than retiring with a serious injury."

Someone in the crowd was discussing in a low voice, and these words reached Zhen Ziang's ears. He was a little anxious, and said to the stage: "Junior brother, be careful."

The disciple who supervised the battle announced the start of the competition, and Yu Wenyi immediately turned his palm upwards, and a ghost figure that could not tell the truth from reality emerged faintly, its shape was strange.

The puppet turned into a huge phantom, with a ferocious ghostly face, red eyes flickering, the whole body from the beginning to the end from the real to the virtual, and when it reached the wide hem of the clothes, it had become transparent.

It looks like an evil ghost crawling out of the netherworld, quite ferocious and terrifying.

Everyone in the audience was silent for a moment.

The puppet had seriously injured four people, and those who had seen the miserable conditions of the wounded felt worried for Gu Jingyu.

There were also those who were more timid, their eyes widened and their hearts trembling when they were frightened by the ghost figure that was more than ten feet tall.

Gu Jingyu stood still, did not draw his sword, but turned his palm and took out a black gold ribbon, then blindfolded his eyes, and tied a knot under the back of his head.

Then he turned slightly sideways, raised his arms and made a gesture of invitation.

The crowd was in an uproar.

The ribbon looks the same as ordinary material, and it can't sense the spiritual pressure that the magic weapon should have, so people don't know its real purpose. It's probably because he is afraid of the ghostly image, so he covers his eyes.

Yu Wenyi sneered, "I'm afraid that this will happen, I think you might as well just abstain!"

As soon as the words fell, a sword struck.

Gu Jingyu called out the sword in the blink of an eye.

There was a sound of clang, the swords clashed, Gu Jingyu remained motionless, only the bright sword lay across in front of him, he hadn't made a move yet, but the powerful sword energy shocked the opponent back several steps.

Among the crowd, a young man in red who had been silently watching the battle blurted out: "What a strong sword intent!"

Yu Wenyi stood still with one foot on the ground, a look of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and then he made a decision with one hand, and attacked again with a sword.

In Gu Jingyu's field of vision, Yu Wenyi's spirit flowed clearly, outlining a figure, and the ghost behind him also turned into a ball of white light.

The sense of consciousness was strengthened by the Wujin Ribbon to the point where it could not be further improved, and the array of Qimen Dunjia was quickly outlined in his mind.

The sword edge was slashed by the majestic airflow, he smiled, jumped up lightly, turned around in the air and swung the sword at the same time.

There was a ripping sound, and Yu Wenyi's back shirt was torn a big hole.

The latter was slightly stunned, and turned around quickly, before he could make a move, he heard the sound of cloth being torn, this time it was his arm.

Ji Ji's figures continued to fly across the field, and pieces of Yu Wenyi's clothes fell down. In an instant, the yellow outer shirt was barely covering his body, only the inner and middle clothes were intact.

The stunned onlookers finally understood.

Due to the magic weapon that can transfer damage, Gu Jingyu did not cause any real damage to Yu Wenyi, but every sword that landed on his clothes clearly declared his amazing swordsmanship. Shadow shelter, at this time Yu Wenyi may have been torn into pieces.

What is even more shocking is that the snow-white middle coat on Yu Wenyi's body was intact, but the outer shirt that was attached to it was almost torn apart.

The proficient swordsmanship and precise control are undoubtedly revealed here.

Even though the competition is not over yet, in the eyes of many sword cultivators in the audience, the victory or defeat has been decided in an instant.

Pei Muzhi's face was calm on the surface, but there was a turbulent storm in his heart. Swordsmen are often good at destructive power. If they are powerful in the transformation stage, it is no problem to cut off a mountain with one sword.

But like Gu Jingyu's skill of blowing shadows and cutting dust, he thought he would never be able to do it.

Not far from him, the red-clothed youth saw the elf-like figure on the ring, his eyes were shining brightly.

This gaze was so hot that Xia Yingxian caught a glimpse of it, and a trace of coldness burst out of the latter's body.

There are too many guys coveting Ayu, which makes him a little annoyed.

Everyone in the audience fell silent in shock.

Yu Wenyi, who was in a daze, looked down and saw himself in a mess.

In the strange silence, he seemed to hear people's ridicule hit him one by one——

Look, it's ridiculous to be naked in public.

This kid doesn't even have the strength to fight back, he doesn't deserve to stand in this arena at all.

The imaginary ridicule filled his mind, and his attacks were easily resolved one by one. Yu Wenyi finally realized that even with the natal magic weapon, the gap between himself and Gu Jingyu was still like a natural barrier.

Thinking of this, he finally became angry from embarrassment, clenched his sword hilt angrily, and killed again.

But in Gu Jingyu's perception, the opponent's breath was disordered, and his footwork gradually became disordered.

The effect he wanted was achieved.

But, it's not enough.

The array model outlined in the sea of ​​consciousness changed suddenly again, and Yu Wenyi stepped out of the door because he was eager to attack him.

He seized the opportunity, quickly drew his sword and attacked decisively.

After hearing only a few low and swift rustling sounds of the wind, Gu Jingyu stood still like a frightened bird flying down, his long sword pointed obliquely at the ground, while Yu Wenyi on the opposite side showed a trace of bewilderment and astonishment.

After a few breaths, dozens of bloodstains appeared on Yu Wenyi's white shirt, and the white shirt was already stained red with blood.

The tall and terrifying ghost behind him did not respond like an ignorant ghost.

But Gu Jingyu was still blindfolded, and the breeze blew up his hair and the black gold ribbon, which faintly reflected the delicate shimmer like gilt in the sun.

In Xia Yingxian's eyes, the undetectable subtle light was infinitely magnified, as dazzling as the scorching sun.

His pupils shrank slightly, and his heart trembled uncontrollably.

His Ayu is the brightest star.

The quiet surroundings finally let out bursts of sighs.

"It hit! Cangren puppet didn't work!"

Sighing turned into cheers. This sword ignited the confidence of the sword cultivators present, showing that the Cangren Puppet has a way to break it.

In the watchtower not far away, the viewing wall displayed the competition. Among the high seats of immortal heads, Sect Master Wan's expression changed from the confident one at the beginning of the competition to a gray white as paper.

The fairy heads who were originally praising Gu Jingyu's body skills, caught a glimpse of his expression, and immediately stopped talking.

Only the two real people Shan Qiu glanced at each other meaningfully, and they both smiled and said nothing.

Shan Zhenren originally had a lot of complaints about Gu Jingyu, but after seeing this competition, his eyes were much gentler.

"Is it clear now?"

Qiu Zhenren looked at the tall and tall figure in the field with admiration and said.

"Not yet."

Sect Master Wan looked at Yu Wenyi gloomyly, and the latter's dazed expression gradually became fierce.

As long as no one goes down or throws in the towel, the game will continue.

However, the contestants of the Dengchen Conference often would not kill each other in order to take into account the friendship between the various factions. Gu Jingyu's move only caused some skin trauma to the opponent.

But Yu Wenyi is different, what this person wants is a complete set of shame.

Sure enough, Gu Jingyu felt the formation disk under the opponent's feet start to move again, this time the formation disk range expanded several times, and Gu Jingyu could hear the ghost uttering an unusually strange growl.

Under his magnified perception, the terrifying coercion carried by that growl was also magnified.For a moment, he was shocked by this coercion.

Xia Yingxian from the audience stared closely at the center of the ring, the ghost's eyes glowed red, and his heart tightened when he raised his head to the sky and let out a low growl.

The light of the formation invisible to the naked eye suddenly lit up, which had never happened in the previous competition. Everyone was shocked when they saw this, and someone pointed to the formation and shouted: "What is that!"

The originally illusory ghost image gradually seemed to have substance, and the ferocious ghost face appeared, the red light in the eye sockets dissipated, and turned into blood-colored pupils, looking at Gu Jingyu with a gloomy and dead air.

Someone saw the hair standing on end, and blurted out: "What kind of evil magic weapon is that?"

Before everyone could react, the formation under Yu Wenyi's feet swept across the ring with a gust of wind, and hit the formation barriers around the ring.

The enchantment was hit with layers of ripples, emitting bursts of low-frequency buzzing.

In Gu Jingyu's field of vision, the formation under the opponent's feet suddenly expanded several times, and he went out of the ring.

He tilted his head and glanced at the puppet, and the white light turned into a cloud of white mist that enveloped the entire field. It seemed that this was the puppet's complete state. In this shuddering spiritual pressure, he sensed a ray of magic breath.

This made him a little surprised, the magic breath was very weak, if he hadn't been wearing a black gold ribbon, it would have been difficult to perceive it.

This magic weapon should belong to the magic sect, why did it appear in Qizong?

He didn't have time to think, the other party had already raised his sword to kill him.

Xia Yingxian had been analyzing the formation before, and now he has cracked it, so he sent a voice transmission to Gu Jingyu: "Ah Yu, that puppet has a spiritual thread connected to the formation, if you cut the spiritual thread, the formation will naturally fail .”

Gu Jingyu nodded slightly as a response.

The spiritual thread is injected with extremely weak spiritual breath, which is invisible to the naked eye. Because everything has animism, it is easily disturbed by other spiritual breaths that exist around it all the time.

But in Gu Jingyu's enhanced perception, it is still clearly visible.

While waving his sword to block, he was chanting a mantra, since Xin Dao is something from the Demon Sect, then he will not be polite.

The voice of the incantation was extremely low, and the movements of the ghost-faced puppet behind him froze for a moment.

At this moment, Gu Jingyu immediately turned around, jumped up and swung his sword at the puppet.

Yu Wenyi was already impetuous because his attacks were constantly being deflected. Seeing the gap behind the opponent, without any thought, he immediately attacked without hesitation.

Seeing that Gu Jingyu was about to be hit, Zhen Ziang blurted out with a frightened face: "Junior Brother!"

A group of Sword Sect disciples also raised their hearts to their throats.

But Xia Yingxian's expression was normal, he saw that it was just a flaw that Gu Jingyu deliberately exposed, and he was waiting for Ayu's counterattack with confidence, but his expression froze suddenly, and then his eyes widened in disbelief——

Ah Yu was hit? !

The author has something to say:

Xiao Gu is going to die~~~~ Your daughter-in-law surnamed Qiu is going to run away~~~