Chase the Wind and Slash!

The wonderful changes produced by the extreme speed were much higher than Piquelu's expectations. The coldness on his neck made him realize that he was slow. After all, he did not want to sacrifice his life and exchange his life with Wang Yi. In an instant, he first turned his head and then connected his feet, and his whole body dodged to the side. ∈↗

When Piquelu retreated, he avoided the blade, but his fist lost its threat and could only turn around. However, before he could stop, Wang Yi's left palm was like a snake wrapped around his arm and hit his ribs with a palm.

"court death!"

Piquelu was furious. He was forced to retreat by Wang Yi, which made his momentum weaker. When he saw Wang Yi relentlessly and pursued him, his heart was furious. However, when he turned his right hand, he couldn't turn around, so he had to stop his left foot, stop, and then lifted his right foot up, and a knee hit Wang Yi's forearm on his left hand.

After all, the state of the mind was only a moment, and the two-purpose use of the mind could not last long. Seeing Piquelu's knees hit, Wang Yi did not care about the resentment of the trunk, but just turned his left palm, faced down, and then raised his whole body and mixed the internal force in the palm, which was a move of "Swelling Tide Three Sticks".

Bang!

The palms and knees collided head-on. The strength of Piquelu's knee was beyond Wang Yi's imagination. Once the two were touched, the violent force brought by the knees made Wang Yi's hand numb, and even the tiger's mouth felt like it was broken. You should know that Wang Yi's cultivation has improved greatly and his strength has doubled. Even if he runs wildly and loses his state of bursting vitality, his strength is no worse than that of an ordinary giant zombie when he can explode with all his strength.

Compared to Wang Yi's surprise, Piquelu was really surprised. He used to treat Wang Yi as an ant just because when observing on the long street, he was sure that Wang Yi was only at the level of entry, but now the power of Wang Yi's palm was not under his knees. He immediately understood that Wang Yi had either been hiding his strength or had a breakthrough, and his real combat power was already around the F level.

This perception made Pickle hesitate. He knew that he was determined and fierce in his current state to fight Wang Yi, who was in a strong state, would be difficult to end the battle in a short time without paying a big price. However, if he could not get rid of Wang Yi being entangled by him, Li Xun and Dr. Chen would only arrive soon.

After thinking about it, Piquelu felt that he was in a dilemma and was unable to make a decision. At this moment, Wang Yi stabilized his left palm, and after the force buffered the force of Piquelu's knees collided, the force of the three-stack waves surged out.

Boom boom boom boom...

If the tide of collapse, the surging internal force mixed with the palm force rushed into Piquelu's knee. In the blink of an eye, a sound of bone cracks came from Piquelu's knee, which was made after the meniscus was hit hard.

"you..."

After being hit hard, Piquelu looked at Wang Yi fiercely. He wanted to use some tricks when he closed his legs and lifted his palms. However, before the harsh words he said, Wang Yi took his palms first, and then he focused his attention on the resentment of the storm. As the blade shook lightly, the sword light appeared again, and a cold light was pressing towards Piquelu, which forced the guy to turn back and protect him.

He lost his sharp energy first, his momentum fell at a disadvantage, and his knee was hit hard again, which greatly reduced his speed. In just two rounds, Pickle was forced into an absolute disadvantage, and Wang Yi did not give Pickle any chance to breathe. The nameless sword technique was completely unfolded. In the cold breath, a knife passed quickly and steadily controlled the upper hand.

For a moment, in the not-wide corridor, Piquelu retreated step by step under the pressure of one sword light after another, and Wang Yi's momentum became more and more powerful. It seemed that Wang Yi completely gained the upper hand.

However, as time passed, Wang Yi couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He had already driven Zhui Feng to the extreme speed, forcing Pickler to the point of being in a mess, but he still failed to turn the victory into results. Except for the previous injury to Pickler's knee, he could not hurt Pickler again. Moreover, as Zhui Feng used it again and again, Pickler had become more and more skillful in dealing with the blade's way. In addition, the internal force in his body was consumed a lot, Wang Yi knew that his storm-like offensive would not last for too long, and once the offensive could not be maintained, the situation would immediately reverse.

Why is this happening?

Such thoughts flashed through Wang Yi's heart, and then he couldn't help but think of the white-haired man and the white-haired man's teachings.

"The only thing that is fast is not broken, the most important thing is 'only'..."

Wang Yi understood the root of the problem. His speed was not absolutely faster than Pickler, and even a little slower than Pickler, just like the previous confrontation between swords and fists. The reason why he can now have the upper hand is that he fights with his life, and the other is that he is chasing the wind. But now Pickler is gradually being understood by Pickler. If there is no substantial breakthrough or other changes in the swordsmanship, the situation will change soon.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi couldn't help but recall every word that the white-haired man said and every move he used. When his memories were frozen when he first met the white-haired man and he used his master palm to face the sword light, he suddenly realized it.

"When the speed cannot reach absolute, it doesn't make any sense to break the speed at all. However, speed is not the core of the way of fast and slow. Change or skills are the foundation. Just like the trick of the senior at the beginning, my palm was obviously faster, but it felt like a fish was entering the net. This is the effect brought by the artistic conception of "fast and slow, and the attack was taken afterwards".

And if I change my speed, from extremely slow to extremely fast, and then match the skills of chasing the wind, then..."

Wang Yi's eyes were shining brightly, and the resentment in his hand slowed down, slower and slower. In just a few rounds, the situation between him and Pickler had begun to reverse, and Pickler had a chance to escape.

Pickle didn't know what had changed in Wang Yi, but he did not escape rashly or launch a counterattack. He wanted to see clearly what Wang Yi was doing. However, at this moment, he heard a light sound in his ears, and then a blood light flashed from not far away, and joy suddenly appeared on Pickle's face.

Long Jue is dead!

The things on Long Jue gathered on their own and burst out a blood light, which then turned into a blood-colored roulette. This is exactly what will be left behind after the death of the awakened person. The appearance of this thing also represents the complete death of the awakened person.

Seeing this, when Wang Yi's knife became slower, a grim smile appeared on Piquelu's face.

"Damn trash, go to death!"

With a loud roar, Piquelu then moved his feet and went in. At the same time, his right fist clenched and fought incessantly. The next moment, with the rumbling sound of breaking through the air, his fist tore apart and strong wind straight towards Wang Yi. The speed and force of this punch were no less than the previous punch. Faced with such a punch, Wang Yi's eyes narrowed, and then the extremely slow knife swung forward and hit Piquelu's neck.
Chapter completed!