Chapter 885: A Generation of Merry

Why are you still fighting with the witch of the Huanxi Sect? Peng Peng's heart was pounding.

Li Bei'er used two short knives, her body was slightly arched, the two short knives were crossed in front of her chest, and she shouted in a low voice: "Peng Peng, come!"

"I ...... I threw in the towel. Peng Peng suddenly said this.

"Peng Peng, what are you doing? Peng Qingshan scolded.

"Yes. ”

Peng Peng smiled bitterly, he really didn't want to fight with Li Bei'er. But the master said it, and he had to swing his knife and slash at Li Bei'er. Looking at his offensive, it was quite ferocious, but Xu Tian, Song Yu, Xin Gongzi and others could see that this guy was just a showman, and he didn't even have the fighting spirit to fight with Li Bei'er.

Li Bei'er was not polite, a short knife blocked Peng Peng's attack, and the other short knife slanted Peng Peng's lower abdomen from bottom to top. If this is chosen, Peng Peng will have to open his stomach. This woman is really ruthless enough, Peng Peng had to go backwards.

He took a step back, and Li Bei'er went further, and the knife was fatal.

Finally, Peng Peng's body leaned against the guardrail and shouted: "Don't fight, don't fight, I admit defeat." ”

Li Bei'er took two steps back and smiled: "Peng Shao, then accept more." ”

Peng Peng was suddenly absent-minded again, he looked at Li Bei'er blankly, forgetting where he was. Peng Qingshan was angry, it was not enough for Peng Peng to be embarrassed, he scolded twice, Peng Peng was relieved, and jumped out of the ring in embarrassment, causing all the people present to laugh and sweep away the previous tense atmosphere.

Peng Qingshan's old face was slightly red, if it weren't for the fact that there were so many people around him who were watching from the outer and inner hidden doors, he would have to kick Peng Peng's feet.

Lu Lianting shouted: "Li Bei'er of the Huanxi Sect is guarding the first round, has anyone come up to challenge her?"

"I'm coming!"

This is a beauty, even if she wants Li Bei'er to kick it down.

The loud harness of the iron fist was about to flow down, and he ran to the stage upside down, and said: "Li Bei'er, I don't know how to use knives, let's compete with fists and feet, right?"

Li Bei'er agreed, put away her double knives, and chuckled: "Come on!"

Hong Liang asked Li Bei'er to be careful, and it was an iron fist to go up. Li Bei'er stepped on the waves, used whip legs, and kicked up one kick after another. I'll it, this ...... Her legs are slender, and she wears a short skirt, and every time she lifts her legs, that touch of depth looms.

Not to mention the loudness, even those around the ring opened their eyes wide, lest they miss the wonderful picture in the blink of an eye. Within two rounds, Hong Liang let Li Bei'er kick in the chest, kicked a few steps back, and fell on his back.

Li Bei'er bent down, stretched out his hand in front of him, and said with a smile: "Young Master Hong, I have accepted." ”

Looking into the neckline of the crop top, most of the fullness of the pair on the chest was exposed, trembling. Hong Liang swallowed and spit, and finally grabbed Li Bottle'er's hand and jumped up, arching his hand and said: "Bottle'er is really powerful, I am convinced." ”

Hong Liang finally jumped off the stage.

It's good now, these sons and brothers in the audience are like a fried pot, rushing to the stage one by one. Looking at their posture, even if it is to kick Li Bei'er off the stage, it is also a kind of happiness.

You say, are people cheap?

Finally, a handsome young man with a folding fan jumped on the stage and said with a smile: "I am the righteous son of the emperor of the imperial palace, called Emperor Qingfeng, and I ask Ping'er for more advice." ”

These people present are a little confused!

When did the emperor have one more righteous son? Among these people present, none of them knew the identity information of Emperor Qingfeng, let alone seen him, he seemed to appear out of thin air. However, Lu Guanxiong, one of the four close guards of the Imperial Palace, is here, and I believe that Emperor Qingfeng will not be fake.

Emperor Qingfeng's figure was sturdy, and his handsome cheeks were like a knife and axe, exuding an evil brilliance. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, which was very lethal to those girls. Not to mention the ladies and ladies upstairs and downstairs, even Li Bei'er's heart has fluctuated slightly.

Among these disciples of the Inner Hidden Sect, Song Yu and Ding Xiaoyi are both quite handsome and sultry masters. But compared to Emperor Qingfeng, it feels slightly inferior. Isn't there such a saying? Men are not bad, women are not loved, Di Qingfeng's bad appearance, just a look, is enough to seduce the soul.

Ding Xiaoyi asked, "Lu Guanxiong, when did such a master come out of your imperial palace?"

Lu Guanxiong said with a smile: "Hehe, can I tell you everything? This is the killer feature of our Imperial Palace, so naturally we rarely show up." ”

"It seems that your Imperial Palace is bound to win this 'mad war'?" Xu Tian said casually.

"Your Taiyi Sect is also very good, who would have thought that a Brother Ding would suddenly appear? If you come to power, it will definitely be okay to overturn that Emperor Qingfeng. Song Yu said with a smile beside him.

"Hmph, I want to see it too!"

Lu Guanxiong sneered, and let Xu Tian kick him out of the ring twice in a row, and he was already holding back his anger in his heart. Now, he wished that Xu Tian could fight with Di Qingfeng, and it was best to let Di Qingfeng smash Xu Tian hard, that would be cool.

Xu Tian didn't understand Song Yu's thoughts, and in a few words, he provoked the contradiction between him and the Imperial Palace, this was a murder with a knife! He smiled, so he didn't take it to heart, with the Flying Star Stone and the Spirit Stone, it was enough, and that "Wild Battle" was nothing at all.

Lu Lianting said loudly: "Defend the second game, start!"

Di Qingfeng shook the folding fan and said with a smile: "Bottle, I'll let you make three moves, come on!"

It's really arrogant! Even Song Yu, Xin Gongzi, Li Miaotong and others, they don't dare to let out such wild words.

Li Bei'er chuckled, took out two knives from his waist, slashed a few times in the air, and rushed forward while throwing out the knives, extremely fast. In doing this, he didn't want Di Qingfeng to figure out the change in her position.

The corners of Di Qingfeng's mouth flashed with a proud smile, tossing and turning, just as chic. Soon, the three moves passed, and when Li Bei'er's double knives slashed up again, Di Qingfeng's wrist flipped, and the folding fan unfolded, which immediately blocked all of Li Bei'er's attacks and kicked out.

Li Bei'er had to step backwards, and the folding fan hovered in the air and caught up. She hurriedly shrunk her neck, who would have thought that the folding fan would fly back again, heading straight for the back of her neck. Di Qingfeng took a big step forward and reached out to take her in his arms. The folding fan almost brushed her hair, cutting off a lock of hair.

Li Bei'er stabbed Di Qingfeng in the lower abdomen with a backhand.

Di Qingfeng laughed and floated to the side: "Bottle, you are shouting and killing like this, it is a bit unsightly, right? ”

"I threw in the towel. Li Bei'er also saw that she was too far away from the other party. If you continue to fight, it will be a humiliation, and it is better to settle it when you see it.

"Then I will accept it, and when I have time, I will invite Sister Bottle to drink. ”

Di Qingfeng smiled and fanned the fan, causing the girls in the audience to scream incessantly.