Chapter 4230 Eight Into Four 5

"Feng Wu, you are sure to lose!"

When the two of them stood on the stage, Fairy Ziyun held her hands in the shape of a trumpet and shouted to the phoenix dance on the stage: "The one standing in front of you is the future number one swordsman!"

"Oh?" Feng Wu smiled and looked at Ye Yijian: "Why can't I see it?"

Ye Yijian: "You will lose this battle."

Feng Wu: "Don't be so loud, young man, what if you are the one who loses?"

Ye Yijian: "If I lose, then this fish intestine sword belongs to you, and I will never use the sword from now on!"

Fish intestine sword, one of the top ten famous swords, you can encounter a famous sword that cannot be found!

Feng Wu: "Okay. What if I lose."

Ye Yijian sneered: "You will know soon."

After speaking, Ye Yijian took the lead.

A rainbow beam like a shooting star passed by, heading towards Feng Wu's face!

What a quick sword intent!

Feng Wu took a step back, her hands were in Tai Chi gestures, and the space within ten feet in front of her became distorted, as if an invisible coercion condensed!

In the next instant, Ye Yijian holding his sword was already ten feet away from Feng Wu!

This speed is simply too fast!

"Xiao Wu, be careful!"

Luo Zilin pinched a cold sweat and couldn't help exclaiming at this moment.

He was looking at the stage while taking care of Luo San, so he couldn't be too busy.

Ye Yijian thought that he would succeed with one move—

Not only he thought, but the corner of the princess' mouth on the judges' stage also raised a radian.

Even Ye Yijian didn't know that, in fact, on his sword...

But this matter, the eldest princess will never say it.

Bang!

The next moment, Ye Yijian flew upside down!

He turned over in mid-air and flew towards Feng Wu again!

The fierce sword intent filled the surrounding space!

The phoenix dance did not dodge and evaded, and rushed straight towards him!

Zheng!

The two swords collided in the air, shooting out a series of sparks, just when Ye Yijian was about to use the sword, scoff!

His sword has been held by Feng Wu, and the next moment!

puff!

A cracked muscle sounded.

Feng Wu splits it with his sword!

Ye Yijian was torn open from face to abdomen!

"Ye Yijian!"

"how come!"

"How is this girl..."

The eldest princess was so shocked that she stood up directly from her position and stared at the scene in front of her!

The others also stood up.

They never thought that Feng Wu would win.

But Feng Wu not only won, but also defeated Ye Yijian in two moves.

But on Ye Yijian's sword...

The face of the head of the Wuhen Sword Sect was already very ugly.

Feng Wu: "Acceptance."

Ye Yijian glared at Feng Wu and almost fainted, but at this time, someone from the Wuhenjian faction had already gone up to support him.

"Eldest brother!" Ye Erjian exclaimed in a hurry.

"Go!" Ye Yijian gritted his teeth and was about to step down.

But at this moment, Feng Wu raised her brows slightly: "Hold on."

For a time, all eyes were focused on Feng Wu.

"What else?!" Ye Yijian glared at Feng Wu angrily.

Feng Wu smiled and looked at the sword in Ye Yijian's hand.

Suddenly, Ye Yijian thought of what he had said before the competition, his face flushed instantly, and his anger became even more intense!

It's him who's grown up.

Before the competition, he dared to say that he would definitely win Feng Wu, and if he lost, he would give her this fish-gut sword.

Fish sausage sword...

This is not only a peerless sword, but also his sword intent is in it.

If there is no fish intestine sword, his future sword power will be greatly reduced, so Ye Yijian is reluctant.