Pei Ao's magic sword, after using it, did not look like a sword, but like a sword hilt connected to a piece of water, stirring up, surrounded by rippling water.

Yan Beihui's two fingers were shining with golden light, like burning metal put into oxygen, bright and dazzling.

With a finger, Pei Ao's sword light, like a piece of cloth, stabbed and tore a big hole from the middle, and Yan Beihui's finger, like a sharp sword, pointed directly at Pei Ao's throat.

"Yan Family's Horror Finger!" Feng Qianchen sighed lightly, looked at the stage, Yan Beihui's dazzling fingers, and took a deep breath: "Yan Beihui's strength is really amazing, the Soul Finger is one of the most difficult martial arts of the Yan family to practice, but he can practice to this extent, and his strength is really not to be underestimated." ”

Ye Cuo could also feel that Yan Beihui's fingers were releasing a fierce sword qi.

He actually used his fingers as a sword to confront Pei Ao.

This is not only to show his identity, but also to express his disdain for the junior generation like Pei Ao.

But Pei Ao's expression was still unchanged, and there was no change.

With a flick of his wrist, the sword light in his hand was like water, forming a circle, like a whirlpool, and the torn sword light was compensated.

Wudang's martial arts, the most important thing is to turn around Ruyi, a Tai Chi internal force, to overcome rigidity with softness, and to overcome the following grams.

At the beginning, Yan Beihui didn't pay attention to the stinky kid in front of him at all, but he didn't expect Pei Ao to keep drawing circles.

Left and right, the sword light in his hand continued to ripple. After a circle is drawn, it does not disappear, but rotates in the air as if it were a real thing.

Large circles, small circles, horizontal circles, vertical circles, the whole ring, like a flowing river, countless whirlpools.

Although these whirlpools are not as sharp as Yan Beihui's frightening fingers, they exude a peaceful atmosphere, but the more they look at it, the more frightened Yan Beihui becomes.

"Good boy, I didn't expect Zhang Qiuzhen to accept such a great apprentice, and he has such a calm state of mind cultivation at a young age, it seems that today I am going to take out some strength to teach you. ”

Yan Beihui returned to this time, in fact, he had already discovered that in these large and small whirlpools, there were hidden dangers, and he didn't dare to be careless anymore, so he hurriedly corrected his mentality.

However, at this time, he suddenly found that it was a little too late.

This circle, large and small, has gradually shrouded him in it, and countless vortices are like various parts of a precision instrument, constantly running.

Yan Beihui felt as if he had fallen into an extremely viscous liquid, and every movement had a huge pressure, and even his movements slowed down.

It's like being under the water, with water in all directions, making it difficult for you to move. Resisting with a fist, the water will be knocked away in an instant, but it will immediately flow back again.

Yan Beihui roared wildly, knowing that he couldn't keep his hand like this anymore.

Wudang's martial arts are like boiling frogs in warm water, and the longer you fight, the more stamina you have. If you really fight with this kid for a while, even if you don't suffer a loss, you will be very faceless.

Yan Beihui's figure rushed violently, and the momentum on his whole body skyrocketed instantly, like a beast attacking and prey, almost instantly arrived in front of Pei Ao's eyes, pointing towards his throat.

Pei Ao was still slow, unhurried, and drew another circle.

The center of this whirlpool is the place where Yan Beihui's frightened finger must pass, if Yan Beihui does not withdraw his finger at this time, he will be directly broken by the long sword.

If Pei Ao had an ordinary long sword in his hand, he would not be afraid, but this was a magic sword brought out of the Kunlun Ruins, and Yan Beihui would not dare to bet.

He tried to step back, but found that there were circles around him, spinning and spinning, blocking all his paths.

Yan Beihui couldn't succeed in an attack, but instead put himself in a predicament, and he couldn't help but be angry.

"Boy, it's naïve to try to stop me like this. Yan Bei replied, and pointed his finger forward, and above his finger, an internal force, like a sword qi, shot out from his finger, stabbing through the whirlpool in front of him, piercing Pei Ao's shoulder through a bloody hole.

Everyone in the audience let out an exclamation.

Ye Cuo also frowned slightly: "Such a strong finger power, it can actually launch the internal strength, although the range of the attack is only about one foot, but it is also very amazing."

Pei Ao was pierced by Yan Beihui's finger on his shoulder, blood gushed out, his arm trembled, and many circles around him were shaky and very unstable.

He could only sigh secretly, knowing that the gap between the two people was still too big to be aggressive, so he quickly withdrew his sword and began to defend.

And Yan Beihui was murderous, and his two fingers were like two guns with an ultra-short range, pointing back and forth.

Every finger was shot out with an internal strength, Pei Ao was still too far behind him, and blood holes began to appear on his body, and after a while, his whole body was dyed red.

But even in this case, his countenance remained resolute and his moves were not chaotic at all.

Only Ye Cuo secretly frowned at this time, and said in a low voice: "Could it be that this Yan Beihui wants to kill people here?"

However, before his words fell, Yan Beihui raised his hand sharply and pointed at Pei Ao's eyebrows. Pei Ao's moves have been used up at this time, and there is no way to avoid it, and this finger is bound to pierce his head.

Feng, who had been watching the battle from the side, did not give up, and suddenly frowned, and said angrily: "Don't!"

The masters of the Dragon Group's Heaven and Earth List, each of them is the wealth of the country, and dying because of this kind of competition is considered a dereliction of duty by the Dragon Group.

The wind does not give up, and at this time, the heart is about to crack, and it is too late to stop it.

Yan Beihui hid for a long time, and at this time, he wanted to kill with one blow. At this time, there were many masters around, but no one expected that Yan Beihui would suddenly kill him. There was a sigh in the hearts of many people, and some people were already ready to start grabbing the magic sword.

However, just as everyone was watching, Pei Ao was about to splatter blood for five steps, a flying knife that was quickly selected suddenly appeared in front of Pei Ao's forehead.

"Ding!"

That domineering internal strength was directly on the body of the flying knife, and the flying knife was hit in the air with a turn and flew towards Pei Ao's forehead.

This time was enough for Pei Ao to react, and he hurriedly turned his head to the side.

But the force of the impact of the flying knife was too great, and it still left a bloody hole on his delicate face.

"Who?" Yan Beihui looked back at the bottom of the ring.

Everyone looked in one direction, only to see Ye Cuo's hand, still maintaining the posture of throwing the flying knife.