Chapter 2382

When those scars were exposed in front of everyone, those who were not optimistic about Meng Yi sat up straight involuntarily, with a look of astonishment in their eyes.

Without certain means, it would be impossible to stand here with so many injuries.

Everyone felt that they had underestimated the Qilonggu people before.

Thinking of this, many people turned their eyes to Ye Yuxi's side, thinking about something in their thinking eyes.

On the dueling platform.

Meng Yi rubbed the machete against his scarred abdomen, his eyes suddenly became bloodthirsty.

Without saying too much, both legs accumulated spiritual power, and the speed exploded suddenly, bringing a string of afterimages to attack Xuanzhantian.

"Good time!" Xuan Zhantian shouted with a low hand, the blade was hanging on the ground, dragging the long knife and rushing forward, the sharp blade rubbed a spark with the bluestone on the ground under the blessing of speed.

Clang! The two swords collided heavily, and the momentum of the two blasted towards each other like a gust of wind.

The two of them exerted force at the same time, pushing each other half a meter back, and changed another move to slash at each other. Compared with before, the attack speed of both of them increased by a certain intensity, and the light and shadow brought by the cold knife enveloped the two of them.

Under the shadow of sword, light and sword, there are Meng Yi's cold eyes. He cannot lose this battle!

In the auditorium, Bai Jinyi and Ye Yuxi stared closely at Meng Yi.

In all honesty, if it wasn't for Meng Yi's death match, if he were replaced by other early Xuan Ling powerhouses, he would definitely be no match for Xuan Zhantian!

The opponent's knife is too fast, the knife is like a cloud, light and weightless, but pervasive, if you don't pay attention, there will be a bloody hole in your body.

"Jin Yi, people like Nanchang are very skilled. If we can get their help, it will be a good thing for us." Ye Yuxi transmitted the sound in his heart.

Bai Jinyi thought for a while, then slowly shook his head: "I'm afraid this matter is unlikely, unless we can take care of the Nanyang Temple."

Bai Jinyi stared at Meng Yi's footwork, suddenly raised his brows, and added in his heart: "It's time to decide the outcome."

On the duel stage, Meng Yi had already lost the wind, and his scimitar was also suppressed by Xuan Zhantian, so he could only defend, not attack.

Fortunately, Meng Yi is quick enough to avoid or block the opponent's long knife in critical moments.

It's just that if this continues, Meng Yi will definitely not be able to win!

puff! Just as Xuan Zhantian was closing in on him, Meng Yi's figure paused, and Xuan Zhantian's saber movement suddenly stopped.

With a bang, a severed arm fell to the ground, and Xuan Zhantian's long knife was blocked by the bloody light on Meng Yi's torso, and did not cut into Meng Yi's left chest.

With his arm broken, Meng Yi had no expression on his face. He didn't even frown. He stared at Xuan Zhantian with cold eyes, his right hand clenched the scimitar, and the corner of his mouth moved slightly: "It's over."

Plop!

Xuan Zhantian's body fell down straight, and a shocking wound slowly opened on his neck, most of his neck was cut open by Meng Yi.

Trade injuries for lives!

This is the way of a lunatic, and it is also Meng Yi's choice!

The auditorium was completely silent, no one expected that Xuan Zhantian, who was still in the upper hand just now, would be reversed suddenly, and the way of reversal was so surprising.

"Qilong Valley vs. Xuanyun Valley, Qilong Valley wins!" the announcement from Nanyang Temple came out.

Meng Yi picked up his broken arm from the ground expressionlessly, and left the ring step by step.

Looking at Meng Yi's back, many people understood a sentence in their hearts, no matter how fast a knife is, it can't compare to a murderous knife.