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Now that Wang Yi actually blocked the sword of the youngest of the sword gods, it would definitely arouse their counterattack.

"I don't have a master, so if you have any tricks, use them to me."

Wang Yi realized the essence of kendo all night, and was worried that he had no place to try the sword. Now three masters of kendo just happened to come.

He also wanted to try to see how far his kendo was.

"Arrogant boy, watch the sword!" The youngest stabbed out with a sword, approaching Wang Yixin's nest.

"Good time." Wang Yi shouted.

In an instant, the two swords were entangled and waved continuously, like two elves dancing in the air.

Wang Yi's sword is getting faster and faster, and the sword of the third sword god is also getting faster and faster.

Near the end, the sword body could no longer be seen clearly with the naked eye.

"This..." The other two black-clothed old men were extremely shocked. It is hard to imagine that such a young boy has such a high level of swordsmanship.

Their eyes became more and more gloomy, and even revealed a hint of murderous intent.

"This son's swordsmanship is extraordinary, and he must be a big opponent for them. If they don't get rid of him today, it will be difficult for them to become gods."

"That's what I thought too. Let's see if the third child can kill him. If not, let's do it together."

The two have already made up their minds and are ready to make a move at any time.

Wang Yi and the third sword god fought heartily, and they had reached the point where they had no other distractions, so they had no time to pay attention to the movements of the other two black-clothed old men.

The sword is getting faster and stronger.

A small park can no longer satisfy them.

They rose from the ground to the air.

The sound of swords colliding was like thunder rolling from the sky.

In the eyes of other people in the Forbidden City, it was like a bolt from the blue.

But for the strong men who are about to step into the peak of the many martial arts gods of the God of War, they heard the overtones.

One by one, they flew up to the roof of their houses and watched the battle in the sky.

"That seems to be the Three Sword Gods of the Buddha. How did they come to the Forbidden City?"

"Quickly put away the swords, don't let out any breath of the swords, otherwise we will be destroyed."

They were all terrified of the coming of the Three Sword Gods of the Buddha.

The Buddha is not only a name, but also a bad name for them.

"That kid seems to be Wang Yi. Not good. The Three Sword Gods of Futu have always been dispatched together. Now that one appears, the other three must already be in the Forbidden City."

This was said by Wang Yixiang from the Wang family, his face was full of worry.

Not long ago, he explained the fundamentals of cultivation to Wang Xuanhuang, the young master of the Wang family, and gave Wang Xuanhuang the empowerment, and he was already very weak at this time.

But when he saw Wang Yi fighting the sword god in the air, he frowned, and he felt an urge to rush forward.

After making some arrangements, regardless of other things, he flew directly into the air and stood behind Wang Yi.

"Hurry up, get out, and I'll kill you with one sword." The third sword god who spotted Wang Yixiang shouted immediately.

"Senior Sword God, this is the younger generation of our Wang family. He doesn't understand the rules. Please let him go for the sake of the Wang family."

As soon as these words came out, both Wang Yi and the third sword god were very surprised.

"Is he a boy from your Wang family?" The third sword god said coldly.

Wang Yixiang thought that the other party gave him this face, and was willing to let Wang Yi go, and nodded repeatedly.

The third sword god's next words made Wang Yixiang feel ashamed, and then continued to attack Wang Yi.

"So what, if you dare to use your sword in front of our sword god, you must be sanctioned. This sword is of good quality, so let it be mine."

Fighting against the third sword god, Wang Yi's understanding of last night was getting deeper and deeper. At this time, he has gradually turned from a tie to an upper hand.

After more than ten moves, the third sword god was overwhelmed. He could only parry, but had no ability to fight back.

Seeing this, the other two sword gods on the ground quickly flew up and surrounded Wang Yi and Wang Yixiang.

"Are you kidding us, you actually borrowed my third child's hand to help you digest your understanding of the way of swordsmanship?" The third sword god also saw Wang Yi's thoughts, and at this time the words made it clear, which immediately aroused Wang Yixiang's attention look sideways.

"Hehe, it looks like your brains haven't aged. To be honest, although your swordsmanship is sophisticated, it's not subtle enough. Are you interested in letting me teach you?"

Wang Yi displayed the young man's high spirits to his heart's content, held the Lanmei sword, and looked arrogantly at the Three Sword Gods of the Buddha on the opposite side.

Practicing swords is all about momentum.

If the momentum is weak before confronting the sword, there will be a [-]% chance of failure in this competition.

Unless there is absolute strength to crush.

Even the Three Swordsmen of the Buddha who have practiced for hundreds of years could not bear Wang Yi's provocation and humiliation.

"Zhuzi, don't think that you can win us by taking a slanted sword. I just used sword one just now. Look at my second sword."

The third sword god immediately became irritable, raised his sword and fought with Wang Yi.

The first three swords really made it difficult for Wang Yi to parry.

But after three moves, Wang Yi smiled.

"It's still the old routine, what kind of sword is one sword and two swords, it's not as good as my sword!"

With a move of Linyang sword, he directly split the sword of the sword god Lao San, and the sword pointed directly at the throat of the sword god Lao San.

"Hmph, I'll meet you." The sword god's second child made a move.

A golden sword dangled in the air like a piece of gold.

This person's swordsmanship is strong and fierce, and it goes straight to and fro, opening and closing.

Even though he knew the direction of his sword move, it was inevitable.

Wang Yi sneered and said, "You are a little stronger than him, but only a little stronger."

The two fed each other more than a dozen moves, and Wang Yi once again found the weakness of the sword god's second child.

A sword flew the sword of the sword god's second child, and stabbed his wrist.

"Second brother!" The third sword god was anxious, and hurriedly flew over to catch the second son of the sword god.

At this time, the sword god boss had already looked at Wang Yi with admiration, instead of looking at the weak and weak.

"You don't hold back. This is the boss of the three sword gods of the Buddha. He is extremely powerful. Even if you have the power to steal the world, you will definitely not be able to compete with him. Stop quickly, lest you lose Qingqing's life in vain."

Seeing that the sword god boss wanted to make a move, Wang Yixiang quickly persuaded Wang Yi.

He knew very well how powerful the Three Sword Gods of the Buddha were, and he understood even more that the strength of the boss of the Sword God was far from what the other two Sword Gods could match.

The boss of the sword god has practiced for nearly 200 years, and he learned kendo from an ancient kendo master. That kendo master was a mortal, and he tortured and killed more than a dozen famous sword gods with his kendo alone.

If Wang Yi confronts him head-on, he will only be defeated.

In any case, Wang Yi is the blood left by Wang Zelong.

Even if he had 1 thoughts of killing him, he would not kill him until Wang Yi left his blood.

More importantly, he still has hopes for Wang Yi.

If Wang Yi can represent the Wang family in the martial arts competition, the rewards he will get will surely revitalize the Wang family.

Before Wang Yi opened his mouth, the sword god boss said coldly: "He defeated the two of us in a row. If I didn't make a move, I really thought that the Three Sword Gods of Futu were afraid of this kid."

"Hey, report your name and eat my three swords. If you don't die, I will spare you."

"My name is Wang Yi!"