A pair of big eyes turned around a few times, and Feng Tao finally nodded imperceptibly:

"Well, Miss Xiao wants to fulfill Feng, the girl is kind, and she understands. Know the bird under it. ”

After the concise agreement was completed, both of them deliberately stiffened their faces and each took a big step back.

The cold blade flashed, and the two of them immediately raised a series of sword lights and sword shadows, like a curtain that could not be penetrated by water, tightly wrapping the two people's entangled figures.

Under the ring, bursts of shocking exclamations rose again.

Xiao Yu and Feng Tao couldn't help but smile at each other.

Well, even if it's just a show, in order to be able to be worthy of so many audiences, no matter what, you should do enough to do the scene.

With a sword flower, Xiao Yu used the unique swordsmanship taught by Nangong Ping that day.

After cultivating alone for so many days behind closed doors, Xiao Yu's mental power has unconsciously increased a lot.

So much so that when he danced this set of swords, he seemed to be more at ease.

A sword is a good sword.

The move is a good move.

Many of them are superimposed in one place, and in the hands of the slender Xiao Yu, there is a kind of compelling beauty.

At this moment, Xiao Yu is familiar with the swordsmanship of this way, like a butterfly in the limelight, fluttering in a garden full of fragrance, and his look is really impressive.

Feng Tao, on the other side, was not to be outdone, and his family's ancestral set of family heirloom knife techniques made him even more fascinated.

Just here, there were swords and swords, and many people under the ring who could understand and couldn't understand began to cheer loudly.

Because he knows that this place is the land of the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, there is naturally no shortage of knowledgeable and discerning people, Xiao Yu did not dare to be very fake, and made a complete set of Nan's swordsmanship, so that he had seven or eight points of skill, and the Chixiao sword pointed east to west, which was even more dazzling.

Regardless of the fact that this stage has made a mess.

The audience at this bottom was like the wind blowing wheat waves, and they were clearly divided into two columns at once.

In the first column, it was Xiao Yu's senior brothers and disciples, led by the angry Xia San, leading the class of first-grade brothers who had suffered losses under Feng Tao's hands, pulling up a big flag made of red cloaks, gathering there, and starting wave after wave of flag-waving and shouting:

"Chi Yu, come on! Chi Yu, win! ”

"Chi Yu, number one! Feng Tao, get rough! ”

……

Short sentences full of passion, roaring out of those loud voices full of energy, have a kind of shocking spirit.

Discipline, Xiao Yu, who was originally a serious dancer with the Chixiao Sword in the ring, was about to laugh out loud again and again.

In comparison, the group of people who supported Feng Tao were much weaker:

"Feng Tao, come on! Feng Tao, rise up! ”

"Feng Tao, hold on! Feng Tao, win! ”

……

It's obviously some very powerful and domineering sentences, but because the number of people shouting is relatively small, those voices that shout always sound like they lack a little confidence.

After hearing the shouting from under the ring for a few rounds, Xiao Yu felt that the time to end the game was about to come.

Nodding slightly towards Feng Tao, who was trying to meet him, Xiao Yu shook the Chixiao Sword in his hand, and once again used the familiar big move:

The sun sets