"Yi'er understands, you must show mercy, just click until you." Duan Yi's tone intentionally aggravated the four words "feeling mercy" under his hands. Yan Fei understood that this kid is also a bad guy.

Duan Wuhen nodded with satisfaction.

After the words came to the ground, Duan Wuhen slowly took a few steps back, and everyone also retreated slightly, giving up a clearing for Yan Fei and Duan Yi.

Show mercy?

Not a small tone, I need your subordinates to show mercy?

Click to the end?

You can get close to me first.

Yan Fei slowly turned around and faced Duan Yi

Duan Wuhen retreated to Duan Wuya, and Duan Wuya frowned and said, "Yi'er is quite impatient. Have you told me?"

Duan Wuhen replied: "Well, brother, don't worry, Yi'er will stop there."

Duan Wuya immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "Stop it? Hahaha, third brother, third brother, Yi'er may not be Yan Fei's opponent."

"What, Yi'er is not a top-notch among my juniors of the Duan family, but she is also a rare talent. At the age of twenty-nine, her cultivation has reached the peak of the martial arts realm, and the silver light sword in her hand is even the top treasure of the human rank. The sword techniques and body skills they practice are excellent, and they are not the opponent of Yan Fei?"

Duan Wuya said in a deep voice: "Yan Fei is calm and composed, even in danger. There may be only two types, either because he has a brain problem or is confident. Which one do you believe more?"

"This...hehe, brother, he is confident, that's just a frog in the well."

Duan Wuya shook his head and said, "What I want you to remind you is that once you lose, you must not act recklessly."

In the open space, Yan Fei faced Duan Yi directly.

No.100 on the talent list?

Yan Fei was 100% sure that Duan Yi would lie down within one move.

But now, the situation is really bad.

Should we be responsible for the right things?

Yan Fei, who has always been decisive, has hesitated more or less at this moment.

Opposite, Duan Yi shook his hand and transformed into a long sword with a flashing light, but it was not a silver sword.

Buzz!

The sword shook, and the sword tip pointed directly at Yan Fei.

"Yan Fei, today almost all the talents gathered in the world. Everyone was waiting for the ceremony to begin, but you emerged. Everyone was paying attention to you. You were incredibly glorious."

Yan Fei said calmly: "It's not what I want."

"Boy, come out of the sword." Duan Yi frowned and his face darkened.

"This..., no need, Brother Duan, please." Yan Fei spread his palms evenly and made a call.

A random move, in Duan Yi's eyes, was a very shameful and humiliating.

"Okay, it's crazy, it's interesting. I'll see when you can be crazy."

Buzz!

Brush!

As he finished speaking, Duan Yi's wrist trembled slightly, and a long sword suddenly turned into countless phantoms.

The tip of the sword trembled, and bright sword flowers were pulled out. In an instant, Duan Yi pulled out more than ten sword flowers, which immediately attracted many people's faces.

Yan Fei just watched quietly.

He understood that Duan Yi was selected to fight with him, and it was also a great opportunity to be in front of so many people.

People must show their strength, which is a great opportunity to become famous for thousands of years.

Forget it, I'll wait for you for a while.

"Boy, please be careful. My sword technique is called Lihua Zuiyu."

Brush!

Duan Yi actually started dancing by himself.

What's going on?

Yan Fei thought to himself, just give you a chance to show it, you are still not over yet?

Yan Fei's guess was right. This opportunity was too rare. Duan Yi didn't want to end the battle so soon. He was even worried that once he fought, he would not have the chance to use the advanced moves in the Lihua Drunken Rain Sword Technique.

Since this is the case, it is rare to have an opportunity, so it is better to use two moves first.

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, everyone understands it in their hearts, but it is understandable that anyone else has to seize this opportunity to show it more.

Yan Fei took a full dozen breaths and it was not bad. Duan Yi's swordsmanship attainments were a bit impressive.

It can be seen that I have obtained the true teachings of the Duan family.

This set of Pear Blossom Drunken Rain Sword Technique is used well, with both strength and softness, and is also good in coordination with body skills.

But, when will I wait for you, it's almost done.

After more than a dozen breaths, Yan Fei sighed helplessly.

"Brother Duan is good at swordsmanship, but you are playing with it yourself, I'm afraid you won't beat me. Since that's the case, I'll show my shame." He said, "Good first and then the soldiers, and told Duan Yi that I'm going to take action. Don't tell me about my sneak attack later.

As he finished speaking, Yan Fei flashed in front of him.

Very direct and decisive, just rushed towards Duan Yi.

He has no identity and is not fast.

"Okay, then I'll try it out. The pear blossoms fall in the rainstorm." Duan Yi roared angrily, and his whole body jumped into the air, and the sword tip pointed at Yan Fei.

In an instant, dozens of sword flowers poured down towards Yan Fei.

Sure enough, it was like the falling pear blossoms under the heavy rain.

Each of these sword flowers is condensed by sword energy and has great lethality.

Dozens of sword flowers almost covered Yan Fei.

Seeing this, Duan Wuya smiled faintly, showing a hint of satisfaction. Duan Wuhen beside him glanced at Duan Wuya. Seeing Duan Wuya showing a satisfied attitude, he also smiled proudly.

Yan Fei is not afraid of the mere Martial Arts realm at the peak of Martial Arts realm.

Looking at the falling sword flowers on their heads, Yan Fei waved his hand casually.

A sword element came out of the body and gathered into a sword shield to block all the sword flowers.

Bang, bang bang bang!

Everyone clearly saw that silver sword flowers burst above Yan Fei's body, and the silver light burst together to form a silver light curtain. Dozens of sword flowers, but none of them could be close to Yan Fei's half an inch.

Duan Yi was shocked, and the sword edge began to stabilize. With the momentum of his whereabouts, he poured all his fighting spirit into the sword, forcing the sword to make a mournful cry. The silver light flashed on the sword body, and a sword was emitted, running towards Yan Fei to stab him fiercely.

Unexpectedly, this time Yan Fei was even more casual and actually grabbed his sword with his hands.

At this moment, Duan Yi felt an irresistible force coming from his arm holding the sword, which directly shocked his hand away from the hilt of the sword.

Those who practice swords must not leave their swords, and Duan Yi knows this well.

But under this extremely powerful force, he could not help, and his hand was almost shaken open to the hilt of the sword.

Duan Yi landed, took more than ten steps in succession, and looked at Yan Fei with shock.

All of this is in an instant.

It was over, and it ended like that. One move was not considered a move at all, and Yan Fei didn't make any move at all.

He just waved his hand and grabbed the sword, that's all.
Chapter completed!