Elder Duanmu remembered that he had once defeated Yun Chujiu. He said that the fast sword intent and the slow sword intent were opposites. It was impossible for a person to master both sword intents at the same time. He suddenly felt his face hurt.

However, although Master Ouyang and the others were surprised by Yun Chujiu’s talent, they still felt that there was almost no hope for her to win. After all, the difference in spiritual power was too big!

The middle-aged man thought the same. Although he was surprised that Yun Chujiu had mastered the slow sword intent, he was not too worried. He felt that it was only a matter of time before she won.

As expected, as time passed, Yun Chujiu’s movement began to slow down. She could not even maintain her sword intent. She was forced to retreat by the middle-aged man.

At this moment, Yun Chujiu’s forehead was full of sweat. She began to gasp for breath. Anyone would think that she was already at the end of her rope and would be defeated soon.

At this moment, Yun Chujiu lost her balance and fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man’s eyes flashed with viciousness as he stabbed the sword in his hand towards Yun Chujiu.

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Elder Dongfang’s eyes flashed. He remembered the last time when Yun Chujiu and Liao Tao fought, it was very similar to this scene. At that time, Yun Chujiu used the superposition of sword intent to block Liao Tao’s attack. This time, it should be possible.

However, he didn’t know if she could superposition three layers of sword intent?

At this moment, the middle-aged man’s sword tip was only three feet away from Yun Chujiu, but it was blocked by a layer of sword intent that seemed to have substance.

The middle-aged man’s lips curled into a cold smile. A mere sword intent still wanted to block him? Dream On! He increased his strength, and the sword tip quickly pierced through the sword intent. Just when he thought he was about to succeed, the sword tip was blocked by another layer of sword intent, and it was even stronger than the previous sword intent.ραпdα `nᴏνɐ| сom

His face revealed a stunned expression. What, what was going on?

Just as he was stunned, he stumbled. Before he could react, Yun Chujiu’s sword had already pierced his left chest.

Yun chujiu did not use a large kitchen knife in this competition. Although the large kitchen knife was powerful, it was too short. She was at a disadvantage when fighting with the sword wielder, so she casually took out a sword.

The middle-aged man’s reaction was fast enough. He jumped out of Yun Chujiu’s attack range almost the instant he was stabbed by Yun Chujiu.

Although he was unwilling, he was already injured. Even if he fought again, he would not be Yun Chujiu’s opponent. Therefore, he said coldly, “I admit defeat. We will meet again!”

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he did not wait for Yun Chujiu to reply. He directly jumped down the high platform and squeezed out of the crowd to leave in a hurry.

Yun Chujiu wanted to go down the platform to chase after San Jiaoyan because she felt that this person was very likely to be on the same side as the old man with the triangular eyes. However, she was stopped by the host.

The host asked if there were still people who wanted to challenge her. If there weren’t any, the first place in this sword technique conference would be Yun Chujiu.

The onlookers shook their heads like rattle-drums. Although this Yun Chujiu’s spiritual power wasn’t that great, her swordsmanship was indeed not bad. Most importantly, she had a belly full of evil water. It was better not to provoke her.

Moreover, she was the last disciple of Master Ouyang. With this guy’s character, if he offended her, he might not necessarily take revenge!

In the end, hei xinjiu became the champion of this year’s sword technique conference!

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