Inside the Doumeng Sect cafeteria...

"Oh oh oh, Sister Xiaomei is so powerful, she wants to hit seven. ”

"Doesn't this impact hurt?"

"What do you know? Sister Xiaomei practices her body every day, and she practices to the end in the practice room every day. ”

"Look, Sister Xiaomei is hard and deeply defensive. ”

"Huh, the hidden weapon that I lost before seems to be the big iron gate?"

Bing Qinghe is also connected to the formation of the Dou Meng Sect, and everyone can still see the picture in good weather, but the transmission speed is a little slow.

The scene of the joust...

Tang Shaobao was simply stupid when he saw this scene; he knew the power of this "Three Rings and the Moon"; he wanted to torture himself to death at that time.

He didn't expect Xiaomei to resist deeply, and there was nothing at all.

The fat man shook his head helplessly and said, "Hey, I lost." ”

Don't think about it, it's not Xiaomei who lost, it's Mo Rufeng and others who lose.

Because this move didn't defeat Xiaomei, he had already lost.

Why? Because Xiaomei threw the door in before, and only threw it in, and Mo Rufeng and the others didn't pay attention to it, but chose to shoot down the hidden weapon and ignored it.

What is that? Is that a hidden weapon? That's Xiaomei's weapon, and the 'big latch' in Xiaomei's hand is with the door, so it naturally has a sense.

Although the fat man didn't understand why this big iron gate was like this, the facts were the facts—this door had spirituality.

If the fat man hadn't seen the sword sky, he wouldn't have thought about it that way;

Mo Rufeng exclaimed: "What? Standing still and defending without moving? For a while, he wondered if this fat man's martial arts were fake!"

As everyone knows, Xiaomei's "Fearless" is similar to Xiaomeng's awakening hegemon, although it is not immune to attacks, it is still very simple to effectively protect yourself in a short period of time.

Xiaomei said: "Do you admit defeat?"

Mo Rufeng hadn't sensed the shock yet, and asked rhetorically, "What admit defeat?"

Xiaomei: "Since you don't admit defeat, don't blame me for being injured." ”

Although Mo Rufeng had a bad premonition, he didn't know what it was.

Xiaomei spun around on the spot and said: ""Little Beauty Shield Dance" dances!"

Round and round, just stupid.

Suddenly, Mo Rufeng suddenly felt that there was someone else's Yuan Force in his formation.

Mo Rufeng said angrily: "It's not good, it's hateful, when?"

"Yes, the secret weapon. Quick, throw it out. ”

"Throw it, where to throw it, not to lose it at first, but now it's too late."

"Let's dance, big iron gate!"

Yes, your sword cannot be attacked from the outside, but what about the inside?

The general defensive formation is a hard shell wrapped around the weak fruit. Once you've been wounded on the inside, what's the use of your outward appearance being hard?

The big iron gate slowly grew larger at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Xiao Mei saw that it was almost there, and directly made the big iron gate turn.

This is the magic of love, and each circle is a layer of attack;

"When the long ~ when the long ~ " Seven people have to defend every lap, otherwise they will definitely be injured.

The seven people said: "Like the wind, why don't you remove the defense and let the big iron gate go out." ”

"yes, we're in the battle when we're gone. ”

"If you continue to attack like this, you will end it sooner or later. ”

Why didn't Mo Rufeng know this? But it was easy to remove the formation, but it would be difficult to lay it out.

Xiaomei had never seen this sword formation before, and she was slow to shoot at first, but now, you still want to set up the formation in front of others? I'm afraid you haven't woken up.

Mo Rufeng said loudly: "Withdraw from the formation!"

"Scatter!"

Several people retreated.

The door is still turning, but... Xiaomei is gone.

Wang Chaoqun raised his head violently and said, "So fast!"

If Di Qian is the foundation beyond the emperor level, then where will Xiaomei's natural chef be so bad?

Everyone knows "Nie Yunbu", but they don't use it.

The more Wang Chaoqun thought about it, the more depressed he became, this Nie Yunbu, whom Nima had worked so hard to practice, was so much faster than others who practiced at will.

The fat man saw Wang Chaoqun's thoughts;

"Old man Bing, I remember a few times when I escaped to the limit, it seems that I was a little faster than others, right? ”

Bing Qinghe smiled: "Well, that's good. Once, I was ten meters faster than the person who was chasing you, and I ended up chasing you for a few days, but you still ran away. ”

Wang Chaoqun suddenly raised his head and said secretly: "Yes, as long as it is fast, it will win, even if it is fast." ”

Knowing this, I was naturally relieved.

"Ah~"

"Bang~"

Mei kills first... Eh, the one who knocked out of the ring was: Howling like a tiger.

Mo Rufeng said angrily: "Damn..."

Xiaomei smiled: "Seven swords are missing one sword, is there any more fighting?"

Mo Rufeng's original defensive formation was built;Just hold it patiently;But because of his carelessness,Let Xiaomei break the sword formation;Now**naked in front of Xiaomei,It must be cold。

Wu Zhang: "The winner has been decided!"

Xiaomei saw that Mo Rufeng didn't react and said, "Then shoot you one by one, look at the move!"

"Bang Bang Bang~"

Five times in a row, Mo Rufeng and several senior brothers all flew away.

What are you doing with it?

Because Xiaomei knew that Mo Rufeng had cultivated a move, which was very lethal, Xiaomei wanted to try it.

This move is rich in artistic conception of the attack, and it is the wind attribute of Mo Rufeng, which can effectively increase his speed.

At that time, the fat man thought about giving Mo Rufeng the cold wind of Beixiao, but he concluded that Mo Rufeng could not eat the cold wind of Beixiao. So it was given to Wang Chaoqun.

Mo Rufeng doesn't have the kind of mind that will become a benevolent if he doesn't succeed, he just wants to improve in kendo. On the contrary, the cold wind of the north is more suitable for Wang Chaoqun.

Mo Rufeng took out the three-foot Qingfeng sword and said with a smile: "It seems that Xiaomei wants to see my new move!"

Xiaomei said stupidly: "Then what's not?"

"In that case, then I will be ugly. ”

Everyone looked at the fat man with a dissatisfied face and said, "Why did you give him the sword?"

The fat man said embarrassedly: "Borrow, borrow!"

Cut, the fat man is such an apprentice, and it is normal to give it to him, but everyone feels that the fat man is not happy to be sneaky like this.

"This sword technique is a fusion of Tai Chi and the fat man's martial arts, and there is also my current sword intent in it, among which ten percent of the attacks in the sword technique are ignorant of defense, Xiaomei, you beware." ”

Xiaomei smiled: "Okay, I'll start the martial arts first." ”

"Little American Shield"

"Shield Anti"

"Fearless"

"Ha~"

Mo Rufeng covered his face and said: "Sister, I'll just say it casually, you've opened everything, why am I still fighting?"

After all, the wind is not cowardly...

"Go for it~ "Tai Chi Sword Intent"

"Hum~"

A Tai Chi image appeared, quickly hitting Xiaomei's shield, Xiaomei's throat was sweet and angry: "Give me back!"

"Hmph, "Tai Chi Yuan Turn", "Imperial Sword Technique"

Most of the power of the Taiji Diagram that was reversed was unloaded, and some of it was blocked by the Imperial Sword Technique, but it was still like the wind in his heart and wanted to vomit!

Xiaomei resisted after all, and Mo Rufeng was also injured.

The fat man smiled: "Well, that's good." But this battle, Xiaomei still won;

Mo Rufeng smiled: "Yes!"

Xiaomei dragged Mo Rufeng to Di Qian and said, "Sister Qian, hurry, this kid must have suffered internal injuries, give it a whole ha!"

Tang Shaobao didn't understand for a while where Xiaomei was talking about her hometown?

After a day of competition, all five are over....

At the end, the audience, including the rostrum, responded with warm applause...

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