Fantasy: Obtain the Huangtian Emperor template at the beginning

On the stage, Ye Wushuang's face was cut several times by the Xuan Gong airflow, and the blood was bright red.

Standing up slowly, Ye Wushuang had a smile on his lips, excitement and excitement hidden in his eyes. This moment was beyond his expectation, and the fun had just begun.

Boyu was already prepared for a life-and-death fight. The nine-path Xuan Gong air flow was swimming in his body, supporting his last breath.

"Ye Wushuang, take your life."

With a roar, a gust of wind blew up around the stage, sand and stones flew away, making people unable to open their eyes.

In full view of everyone, Boyu suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Just when everyone was surprised, a white figure fell from the sky, carrying a sword. The sharp edge was about to fall on Ye Wushuang's head

""Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the ground shook.

The stage collapsed. Everyone was holding their breath and staring at the stage.

Just now, was Ye Wushuang dead?

But he saw a figure coming from there. He slowly stood up from the place where he collapsed, holding half of the broken sword in his hand. Blood was flowing along the sword body little by little.Against the background, red looks eye-catching.

After a moment of surprise, Boyu immediately took back his sword, jumped up, and stepped back a few meters.

The sword in his hand was controlled by his airflow and flew straight towards Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang waved the iron rod,"bang bang".

Boyu took a deep breath, his eyes were like torches, and the war sword suddenly turned into countless handles, forming a circle, trapping Ye Wushuang in it.

Ye Wushuang gritted his teeth and tried to break through several times, but his arm was cut by the sword and he retreated.

With a hint of cunning in his eyes, Boyu's sword slowly shrank, approaching Ye Wushuang more and more.

This time, Ye Wushuang took a deep breath and observed quietly.

Finally found the flaw.

Ye Wushuang suddenly jumped up and swung the iron rod in his hand. The sword formation was broken and the sword fell out. Ye Wushuang stumbled slightly and chased after him.

The sword was actually broken by Ye Wushuang with his bare hands?

Boyu stood there blankly, eyes full of disbelief.

At this moment, Ye Wushuang rose into the air, his legs drew a graceful arc in the air and landed heavily on Boyu's face, and the black iron rod in his hand fell immediately.

Buzz buzz...

The back of my head fell to the ground, a voice rang in my head, and there was a burst of gold stars in front of my eyes.

Boyu's nose was filled with a strong smell of blood.

My mouth was a little numb just now. After it calmed down, I felt a little bit of pain. I raised my hand and pulled it, and a few teeth fell out.

Without any time to react, Ye Wushuang grabbed his collar with one hand and lifted him up, and landed one palm after another on him with the other hand.

It felt like his internal organs were about to be shattered, and it became difficult for Boyu to even breathe.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but sweat too.

"What did you say just now? Say it again!"Ye Wushuang's eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, and the murderous intent in his eyes was already obvious.

He was exhausted, and this game was probably hopeless. Boyu couldn't help but lower his eyes, feeling somewhat unwilling.

In any case, The momentum cannot be lost!

Fighting for the last breath, Boyu gritted his teeth, took out the dagger from his waist, and made several moves. The moves were mysterious and unpredictable, making people stunned for a while, but Ye Wushuang cleverly resolved them all.

Ye Wushuang grabbed him. Passing the dagger, he cut off Boyu's hand tendon in two or three strokes.

""Hiss" Boyu groaned, the flesh on his face was trembling, big beads of sweat fell from his forehead, but he still couldn't bear to make a sound. After a while, Boyu spat a mouthful of blood on Ye Wushuang's clothes.

"I said, take your life"

""Bang!"

Ye Wushuang directly smashed the person to the ground, and his fists fell on Boyu's face like raindrops.

Five, six... until his hands were stained red with blood, and the anger in his heart was finally vented. Ye Wushuang stood up. , staring indifferently at the person lying on the ground.

Boyu's lips moved slightly.

Another hard kick.

The vitality had been cut off, and Boyu was carried down.

Ye Wushuang stood on the stage, looking at the stage expressionlessly. Everyone, not a word

"Young man, you may not be too harsh."An old voice suddenly sounded.

He looked around silently, but saw no one.

"Seniors, you can give me advice in person."Ye Wushuang said lightly.

"Hahaha……"The laughter grew louder.

An elegant black figure appeared in front of everyone like a bolt of lightning.

The old man in front of him had a pale face and white hair, but he had only one pair of bright eyes, showing no trace of time. An air of pure innocence surrounded him

"Why don't I fight you two times?"The old man said with a smile.

Not to mention Ye Wushuang, everyone in the audience was a little confused.

Who is this person?

"Dare to ask the elders for their surnames. Ye Wushuang asked.

The old man stroked his beard, the smile in his eyes not diminishing:"He's just an old man in the mountains, not worth mentioning.""

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a stream of air passing by him.

It seemed inconspicuous, but it made people feel inexplicably fearful.

Ye Wushuang felt a cold sweat on his back.

The old man raised his hand, his movements were extremely gentle, and Ye Wushuang blocked it casually. , I felt a sharp pain in my arm for a moment.

What kind of martial arts is this?

"Young man, pay attention."

In a trance, the old man reminded him.

This person is definitely not simple. Ye Wushuang did not dare to slack off and fought with the old man wholeheartedly.

The old man's movements were gentle, and every move was full of aura, as if he was dancing.

In contrast , , Ye Wushuang was obviously in a hurry. After a while, he had already changed a lot of moves, but they all seemed a little weak in front of the old man. Even the steps under his feet seemed a little hasty and his breathing was not steady.

Ye Wushuang was anxious in his heart and could not figure it out at all. The origin of the person in front of him. These martial arts and moves are too unfamiliar. The strangest thing is that all his power will be dissolved by him invisibly. Suddenly his feet stumbled, and Ye Wushuang almost fell off the stage. At this moment, The old man gently held his hand and pulled him back.

He was inadvertently forced to the side, and Ye Wushuang was really embarrassed.

Obviously, he was no match for the old man.

"In the world of martial arts, only gentleness is unbreakable"

"Ha ha ha ha."

No one reacted, and the old man only left a shadow and walked away.

Ye Wushuang's face was red with heat. The past few times had been an unprecedented humiliation. If he stayed on the stage at this moment, it would be even more self-inflicted. Its humiliation

"I surrender."After saying this, Ye Wushuang walked down from the stage with his fists clenched.

"Senior brother, what happened just now?"

"Ignore me."Ye Wushuang was depressed and left alone.

The moments on the stage just now were replayed in his mind like slow motion.

After slowly reviewing it, he discovered that all the old man's movements were done after him and in accordance with his movements. Respond a little bit. It's meant to be defensive, but it always sneaks a blow at the last minute.