Keyboard Immortal Chapter 167: It’s really big

Zuan, who was drinking tea on the referee's bench, almost couldn't hold back a mouthful, what's going on?

The disciples around the arena also looked confused, isn't this just a toothpick, how big is it?

However, thinking of Wu Xiaofan's name, a group of people thought that maybe they hadn't understood the mystery inside, and they looked solemn when they saw Wan Guiyi in the ring.

Wan Guiyi is of course dignified at this time, because he feels that he is locked by an inexplicable energy.

"Brother Wan, be careful." Wu Xiaofan reminded, then waved his hands forward, the toothpick-shaped thing turned into a ray of light and shot towards the opponent.

Wan Guiyi's heart was full of warning signs, and he hurriedly used his footwork to quickly dodge to the side, but unfortunately he was still half a minute late, and a bloodstain on his arm burst open, which was still wiped by the toothpick.

He suddenly turned his head, and after the toothpick flew past, he turned back suddenly, like a pocket version of a flying sword.

The key is that there is no sign of reentry, and the speed is fast, as if it does not obey the laws of object motion at all.

Wan Guiyi didn't dare to dodge casually anymore, but swung his sword and stabbed at the toothpick.

Ding!

????????????????? With a crisp sound, he has hit the toothpick accurately.

There were bursts of exclamations from the audience, obviously admiring Wan Guiyi's ability to accurately stab such a tiny toothpick under such circumstances.

Know that because the speed is too fast, they can't even see it clearly, let alone hit it at high speed.

The toothpick spun and was knocked into the air, and soon attacked from another angle like a ghost.

Wan Guiyi's face changed, and he used his swordsmanship to the extreme.

The entire arena was shimmering with cold light, and sword aura was everywhere.

And that toothpick is even more elusive, forming a spherical attack net around his body, attacking from all directions.

Because the speed is too fast, the friction with the air forms a trail of dragging light and shadow.

On the high platform, Guan Youhai's expression changed: "Is this Yujianshu?"

The real swordsmanship can only be achieved by a master of the soul realm. After cultivating the Yin God, it can be attached to objects, and it can literally take the head of a person thousands of miles away.

Of course, there are some masters in several realms, and there are also some talented people who can perform a simplified version of the sword control technique within a short distance.

But no matter how simple it is, Yujianshu is a powerful existence that makes people hard to guard against.

And everyone who can find the way to control the sword can be regarded as an unborn genius.

Wang Wuxie said modestly: "It's not the real swordsmanship, it's just the magic weapon of his own cultivation."

Although he spoke plainly, everyone around him could hear his pride.

A group of people stared at Wan Tongtian, a little curious, now that Wan Guiyi has fallen into a disadvantage, why is he not in a hurry at all? Could it be...

Soon a few people had the answer. They saw that Wan Guiyi no longer stabbed straight with his sword, but stood in front of him with both hands holding the sword. Immediately afterwards, a shocking sword energy rose, centering on his body, An enlarged phantom of the long sword appeared on the ring.

At this time, no matter how tricky the angle of the toothpick is, every time it hits the phantom of the long sword, it will be bounced away.

Wan Guiyi opened his eyes and said with a sneer, "I'm a professional at playing swords!" As soon as he said that, he raised his hands and slashed down, and the huge sword energy directly slashed at Wu Xiaofan.

Wu Xiaofan's pupils shrank sharply, and a light mask instantly formed around his body.

The sword energy slashed on the mask, and there was a loud bang, dust flew up all over the sky, and the entire arena was even split in half.

Feng Wuchang of Guanxin Peak's eyelids twitched, it's all money!

Besides him, other people are more concerned about the outcome of the ring, and countless pairs of eyes are staring at the center of the smoke.

Wu Xiaofan's figure slowly appeared, compared to before, his clothes were more damaged at this time, obviously injured by sword energy.

Several places on his face were also stained with dust. Since the beginning of this big competition, no one has seen him so embarrassed.

"You actually blocked it?" Wan Guiyi was taken aback, "But it doesn't matter, I see how many swords you can catch!"

As soon as the words fell, a huge sword energy formed again and slashed towards the opponent.

The sword energy has completely targeted the opponent, and he has no chance to hide if he wants to.

Wu Xiaofan looked solemn, waved his hand, and the toothpick no longer carried out the futile ???????????????? attack, but returned to his hand.

Wan Guiyi sneered secretly, do you want to use such a small thing to resist my giant sword, and cut you in half with one sword later.

Before he was irritated by the flexible ghost of this toothpick, and finally found a chance to head-on, how could he not be excited.

However, his smile froze quickly, and his eyes almost popped out.

"It's really big!"

I don't know who said it, everyone's attention was attracted by the thing in Wu Xiaofan's hand.

The original pocket toothpick seemed to have taken some elixir, and it grew directly against the wind, and soon became a big stick of tens of feet, which was not under the opposite giant sword at all, and was even three points bigger.

Wu Xiaofan roared, holding the big stick and swept towards the giant sword.

There was a deafening explosion, which was the sound of the vitality of both sides being broken and annihilated.

The two people on the stage flickered, and a trace of blood spilled from the corners of their mouths. Obviously, they both suffered serious internal injuries.

Wan Guiyi finally realized what the other party meant when he said "mine is big, bear with it".

In spite of this, a strong fighting spirit flashed in his eyes, and he slashed over with the giant sword again: "Again!"

Wu Xiaofan also yelled again and again, no longer the calm and breezy appearance of the past.

The big-stick and giant sword collided countless times in the sky. The terrifying vitality fluctuations even required several people from the referee's seat to strengthen the barrier of the ring, so as not to hurt the surrounding audience.

The disciples of the Nine Sects were horrified. With such terrifying power, wouldn't they be beaten to pieces in an instant if they went up?

Lou Wucheng, Zhiyin and other chief disciples who are usually proud and arrogant also looked ugly, thinking that they might be very embarrassed on the court.

At this time, the people in Biluo Palace got up one after another, and they all exclaimed again and again, because they saw that Wan Guiyi was bombarded and fell to the ground, dripping with blood, trying to get up, but unfortunately he was too seriously injured and failed several times .

In the end, he gritted his teeth and struck the ground with his long sword, tremblingly standing upright.

Wu Xiaofan on the opposite side slowly fell from the air, his clothes were similar to those of a beggar, and he was also bleeding, obviously injured by the opponent's sword energy.

However, he was still able to stand upright so easily, and the outcome was clearly decided.

Wan Gui's eyes were full of reconciliation, and he wanted to use the sword several times, but it's a pity that the simple movements on weekdays were as difficult as reaching the sky.

Wu Xiaofan sighed: "I took advantage of today's match. If Brother Wan hadn't been injured in the last match, I might not have won this match."

Everyone praised Wu Xiaofan in their hearts, this Wu Xiaofan deserves to be recognized as the number one of the younger generation, whether it is his cultivation or his demeanor, it is really heartbreaking.

However, some sharp-eyed people noticed that his hands shrunk behind his back were also trembling, obviously Wu Xiaofan's condition at this time was also extremely bad.

So what he said may indeed be true, Wan Guiyi in his prime will not necessarily lose if he fights against him.

Wan Guiyi fell into silence, and after a long time let out a sigh of relief: "If you lose, you lose. There are so many reasons."

After speaking, he struck the ground with his long sword and moved down the stage step by step.

Wan Tongtian felt distressed, and hurriedly flew over to help him up.

"Father, I'm sorry." Wan Guiyi couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed into his arms.

Wantongtian burst into tears: "No, child, you have done a good job."

Seeing this scene, the Huo Spiritualist in the distance snorted too coldly, and then said to Pei Mianman: "Next time you must win, and let the whole Taoist sect see who can be trusted in Bi Luo Palace."

Although her foundation is a little weaker, she has two rounds of byes, and it is her advantage to wait for work at leisure, so she may not be unable to win the championship.

Pei Mianman said helplessly: "Brother, after all, he is trying to win glory for Biluo Palace, so there is no need to add insult to injury."

Master really resents the Palace Master to the extreme.

"I lost even if I lost, what kind of glory is there to fight for?"

Master Jianhuang of Wuyou Temple suddenly sighed: "Hey~"

"What's the matter, Master?" The little rebooting monk beside him asked curiously.

"I think the future of our Buddhism is worrying." Master Jianhuang frowned.

"Why do you say that?" The little rebooting monk stroked his bald head, somewhat puzzled.

"Look at these disciples of the Taoist sect, they are really full of talents, and then look at the successors of our Buddhist sect." Master Jianhuang glanced at Jie Se, shook his head while sighing, seemed a little disheartened.

Little Buddhist monk: "..."

After all, I paid by mistake, so I shouldn't have opened my mouth to answer your questions.

Feng Wuchang of Guanxin Peak quickly announced that the winner of the first match was Wu Xiaofan, and then began the next match, Peng Wuyan from Kongming Island faced Shi Dingtian from Taixuan Cave.

He looked at the ring that had just been destroyed, and thought to himself that luckily I was reliable and had prepared a few spare rings.

Before Qiu Honglei came to the stage, Yun Jianyue looked solemn: "Be careful later, these Taoist disciples are not simple."

Just after witnessing the contest between Wu Xiaofan and Wan Guiyi, she put away her contempt.

The main reason is that Qiu Honglei can't use her charms in full view, and many of the original moves can't be used either, maybe it might capsize the ship.