Xiao Zhongrong, the chief dart handsome, smiled when he heard this, and said: "Cao Gong is so famous that even the Butterfly Mother Palace, one of the three major martial arts, has come thousands of miles to congratulate and admire!" ”

"Hehe, Zhongrong, you don't tease me.

Cao's husband, the fairy of the Butterfly Mother Palace is willing to deign to come over, and it all depends on the relationship between his wife! ”

"Murderous!" The fire bat said in a low voice.

"A must!"

Xiao Zhongrong glanced up and down. The heart said that this time a hundred decent sent a lot.

They have always called the Butterfly Mother Palace the Southern Demon Barbarian, which is the same as fire and water. It's lively!

Butterfly Mother Palace, one of the three major martial arts, is located in the Wushan Mountains of Jingxiang, two lakes.

Different from the famous mountains and rivers of one hundred decency, the main components of the Butterfly Mother Palace are the Miao people of various ethnic groups in the south, the pro-Miao Han people and the Han and Miao mixed blood.

They have peculiar customs and practice many secret arts, so they are incompatible with the Central Plains martial arts. was contemptuously called the Southern Demon by the decent, and there were many fights.

All of the above has nothing to do with Ma Xiaohu. He was just fascinated by the beauty on stage.

The woman took off her cloak and showed her face. The big and small eyeballs can't wait to be pasted on!

"This little lady is mature and beautiful, with white skin, big breasts, a thin waist, thin legs, and long ......"

His legs swayed, and he was restless: "It's Lao Tzu's favorite type of royal sister!" ”

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard someone talking.

"Oh? Something interesting! ”

"Sir, in recent years, Hua Cong'er has become more and more famous, and he is the southern demon who is taboo in all decent factions! If you come alone today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out! ”

"Not necessarily. Don't forget, Hua Cong'er and Mrs. Cao have an extraordinary relationship. Cao Taiyi will not tolerate her sister-in-law having an accident under her nose. ”

"I can already think of the angry faces of the decent! Where is Hua Cong'er's performance, he is clearly demonstrating and provoking. ”

Ma Xiaohu turned his head. Dr. Sima Ji, who saw the drunken Weng Pavilion in Langya Mountain, was observing with his scholar railing. The surroundings are crowded with children from the rivers and lakes.

Ma Xiaohu is more interested in the identity of women. Glancing at the confused Yao Pet, he used the intelligence gathering techniques he had learned, and leaned over there while watching.

On the stage, Hua Cong'er took in the guests' reactions, and the corners of her mouth rose sarcastically.

Holding the sword upside down, he curled around on the stage. Bend your legs and bow your head, and your sword points to the ground.

The posture of the whole person is fixed, exuding the temperament of the glamorous plum that stands proudly in the cold winter.

She stood up slowly, slowly. The quaint Yale sounded, and Hua Cong'er danced along the rhythm, showing off her tall and slender figure.

Invisibly, the guests were attracted to her. Stop talking and watch with bated breath.

Hua Cong'er's dance is the most famous Gongsun sword dance in the world.

Hundreds of years ago, this dance was a sensation in the Tang Dynasty. The poet saint Du Fu specially wrote the poem "Guangongsun Auntie's Disciples Dance Sword Weapon Walk". It has been passed down to this day and is still loved by the powerful.

This dance is very strict and extremely difficult to practice. The person who can dance the first-class Gongsun sword dance must be a famous dancer from all directions.

Hua Cong'er danced on the stage. Turning and falling, slowing down.

The sword in the palm is dazzling, and the dragon plate is galloping. The dance is soft and gorgeous, and the colorful phoenix flutters its wings.

A smile loomed on his face, and the corners of his eyes changed dramatically. Dignified with three points of charm, charming with three points of coquettishness, delicate with three points of ridicule, and then mockery, with a kind of anger.

The eyebrows and eyes are discharged, the pink face is full of spring, the delicate body is like fire, and the sword light is like frost.

Many young students, where have they seen such yin and yang, ten thousand styles? One by one, with red faces and thick necks, panting and rushing forward.

"Good swordsmanship! Majestic and elegant, rigid and soft. Five darts Shuai Xiao Zaimao said in a deep voice.

"It's not swordsmanship, people are dancing." The chief dart handsome Xiao Zhongrong corrected.

"It used to be a sword dance, but now it's a sword technique."

Xiao Zaimao stared: "It's getting more and more obvious, can't the second brother see it?" ”

Xiao Zhongrong frowned. After looking at it for a moment, my heart said that she was a bold woman. Integrate martial arts into the sword, add fuel to the fire, and openly provoke!

Gongsun sword dance from slow to sick, into soft into rigid. Suddenly, the music changed, and it became exciting.

Hua Cong'er heard the sound and opened her eyes.

The pupils sprayed blue waves, and there were more than 100 acupoints around the body with a faint golden light. The true qi in the sea of qi erupts in a big way!

The wind erupted by the true qi, and the whirlpool was violent. A hint of golden light shot out in all directions.

"Ouch stinging eyes!"

Many of the guests were blinded by the golden light and screamed in panic.

The lights flickered, and the costumes of the maids in Miao costume behind him fluttered greatly.

Xiao Zhongrong subconsciously covered his face with his hands. Shino Zaimao remained motionless. The hood was blown off, revealing long gray hair and red eyes.

Ma Xiaohu's attention was all on Hua Cong'er's clothes blown up by the wind. was fascinated, and suddenly his heart was shocked, and his eyes were evil.

The palm of his hand instinctively clenched the burning stick on his waist, and a cold and bloody voice came to his ears: "Kill!" ”

"Demon Law!"

Some of the guests shouted: "This demon girl makes a demon spell!" My eyes hurt so much!"

"Don't panic...... Don't panic...... "Someone called."

For a while, the crowd became chaotic.

On the railing on the second floor, Sima Ji stroked his beard and pondered: "This is ...... The thousand-eyed golden light of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord! ”

"Sir, this demon girl ......," the little scholar asked nervously.

"Don't be afraid of road signs! To do what we do, the most important thing is to be bold and careful. ”

Sima Ji said: "And it's not right for you to scold her as a demon girl." Others can scold, you can't!

It is taboo for the observer to look at people through colored glasses! ”

The boy named the road sign repeatedly said yes.

Sima Ji looked at Hua Cong'er again. I thought that this woman was known as the kaleidoscope of the Butterfly Mother Palace, and it was not surprising that she would have a thousand eyes and golden light.

She shouldn't be here to fight, this golden light has no effect on martial arts refiners. Is it just a simple demonstration?

He pulled up the signpost and said, "Stand ahead." As a beginner observer of wind media, this is a rare opportunity! Take a good look at this Rakshasa with Crooked Teeth! ”

Xiao Zhongrong stretched out his hand to feel the golden light of the wind, and said to Xiao Zaimao: "This posture, the realm is the same as that of the third child, and you have reached the realm of Taisu.

This woman is up and down in double ten, and she can already refine qi and transform gods...... Terrible talent, terrible butterfly mother! ”

Xiao Zaimao's eyes had a complicated look, and he said in a deep voice: "There are many monsters in the world, especially the three major martial cities, and the Kunlun Demon Sect is the most prosperous. The second brother should know best. ”

Xiao Zhongrong snorted and glanced at Cao Taiyi. Seeing that his beard was blown up, he still smiled silently.

Finally, the wind stopped, and the golden light dispersed. Hua Cong'er pointed at the sky with his sword: "It's started!" ”

Position - Posture - Swing the sword!

If you were still wearing the shadow of the sword dance just now, now you are already a real swordsmanship!

The four junjuns of Nandu, who had already taken off their costumes, were watching.

"Good swordsmanship!" Zhu Jian'an is obsessed.

"What a beautiful woman!" Yan Yunlong's eyes widened.

"Cao Taiyi and the Butterfly Mother Palace...... Interesting! "Xiao is thoughtful.

"Just a sword dance, look at your expressions!" Chi Lanyu shook her head disdainfully, and suddenly her face was shocked.

The sword changes! Suddenly opened and closed, and there were sword shadows up and down, left and right. It was as if a thunderbolt was angry, and it was a sensation in all directions. There is no offense and no defense, and there is no indomitable progress.

"Good sword!"

All the guests were shocked by her sword momentum, and they were all shocked!

"It's ......"

As a decent upstart young man Liu Wu, his body suddenly bowed forward: "Flying sword for a while? Xuanlong Gongxin's sword skills in the army...... Why would she use it? ”

The decent elders watching the dance are all whispering.

However, they hadn't discussed a few words, and what happened next shocked them even more.

Hua Cong'er's body is agile and his steps are weird.

The red dress turned. In an instant, the five cold remnants danced together.

The five shadows soared into the air, and the five swords were united into one. I saw a crescent moon in mid-air, splitting straight down! Stir up the sparkling cold light!

Su Jiayi, who also has the title of Young Hero, exclaimed: "Frost Sky Dawn Horn Sword!" This is my swordsmanship! ”

The sword in Hua Cong'er's palm changed, turning into several phantoms and stabbing straight to the east.

The arm and sword are one, and the sword shoots into the sky. For a while, everyone saw the light and shadow of the Dao meteor, but they couldn't see the long sword.

The young man He Dongxu shouted: "Nine sword light shoots Dongri, this is Dayi's nine shooting sword!"

Swordsmanship has changed again! The footsteps are empty, and the body is like a dragon.

The sword light surrounds the whole body, forming a spherical enchantment. Then the enchantment exploded, and Hua Cong'er's sword soared!

The dancing posture is vigorous and agile, just like the gods, flying with dragons!

Young man Yu Liqing shouted in a low voice: "This is the Emperor Dragon Xiang Sword!"

The decent disciples in the crowd were already excited. Someone couldn't help but draw his sword: "Okay...... This demon girl is really smashing the field! ”

Hua Cong'er turned a deaf ear to the hostility of the guests.

The sword dance is over, and the dance is calm, like the condensed waves of the river and the sea.

She also put her sword into the sheath, her face was not red and she was not panting.

With a cold expression, he saluted Mrs. Cao and said, "Hua Cong'er of the Butterfly Mother Palace, offer a sword dance."

On behalf of the twelve peaks of Wushan, I wish the Cao gang leader the longevity of Nanshan, and he will not collapse. Such as the pine and cypress of the luxuriant, there is no lack or inheritance. Congratulations on the 50th birthday of the gang leader! ”

Mrs. Cao smiled one by one, and the whole family stood up together and returned the salute: "Thank you Lord Huafeng!" Please take me to thank and greet the other peak masters and butterfly mother palace masters! ”

Hua Cong'er smiled coldly. He didn't look at the guests, threw his sword to the maid, and went off the stage.

"Peak Master? Wushan has twelve peaks, that is, twelve chiefs. Except for the goddess peak headed by the palace master, the remaining eleven peaks are all peak masters.

Is this Hua Cong'er so young, already one of the twelve leaders?"

Sima Ji sighed: "The flying sword breaks the formation, the frost sky dawns, the Dayi shoots nine shots, and the emperor soars......

Among the 100 decency, these are also the most precious swordsmanship!

Unexpectedly, the strength of the Butterfly Mother Palace has grown so much! You have to report to the Ouyang Pavilion Lord as soon as possible! ”

The road sign was amazed: "Although the swordsmanship is good, it only has its shape, and it is far from reaching its divine ......."

Sima Ji shook his head: "The kid is ignorant, the southern Miao Jiang has repeatedly rebelled for a hundred years. The Butterfly Mother Palace is entangled with the Kunlun Demon Sect, so it is not allowed to be a hundred decent.

If they master the essence of decent martial arts, they are afraid that the world will be in danger! ”

“……”

The road sign saw Mr. Serious. I also saw that the decent children around me were angry.

In the distance, Liu Wu, Su Jiayi, He Dongxu, and Yu Liqing, who won the title of Shaoxia, were gathering together for a heated discussion.

The road sign saw that they all had red faces and thick necks, and felt funny in their hearts: "The whole world is not the king's land, the decent and the southern demons, they are all the people of China."

What's more, the official position of the Miao Tusi is still sealed by the emperors of the past dynasties! I don't understand that you are so excited, it's not good to coexist peacefully?"

He shook his head and walked away. I saw the trotting hall not far away, holding the fence with one hand and supporting the waist with the other, motionless. Thinking about ordinary civilians, I am afraid that I will be stunned by this formation......

"Kill!"

The cold and sharp voice surrounded Ma Xiaohu's ears.

"This feeling...... Lao Yin, is that you?"

Ma Xiaohu's hand holding the burning stick was trembling: "You are sealed...... How did you wake up? ”

The layers of coarse cloth that were wrapped in layers oozed a trace of evil aura from the cracks, which made him creepy. It was as if someone was clinging to his ears and muttering: "Kill!"

"Calm down! You can't just wake up and kill someone!"

Ma Xiaohu felt that the coarse cloth bandage of the burning stick in his palm seemed to be about to burst, and he hurriedly pressed his hands down: "You have been in peace for two years, and you are suddenly stimulated...... Yin Dagger Evil Rush!"

Biao——

Burning sticks are famous! The tightly wrapped cloth belt, in an instant, supported the drum, revealing the true body of the turbid stick - a simple short knife!

Huh-

Floating ribbons of cloth emerge with dark runes. Although it is worn and cracked, it still struggles to wrap the short knife.

At the moment when the short knife was all entangled, a trace of yin evil qi went up the arm and drilled into Ma Xiaohu's left small eye.

"Whew...... Fortunately, the seal is still there, it should have been a coincidence!"

Ma Xiaohu looked at the tightly wrapped burning stick, and cold sweat broke out.

Suddenly, the left eyelid, which was difficult to open due to the injury, was raised, and the evil light condensed: "Kill!"

"What are you doing in my eyes...... Soldiers, don't think about the scourge all day long!"

Ma Xiaohu's left eye was invaded, and he looked down the stage along it. looked directly at Hua Cong'er who was walking, and the killing thoughts that couldn't stop surging in his brain.

"Huh?"

Hua Cong'er seemed to feel something, and her beautiful eyes swept over.

Ma Xiaohu sat down hurriedly, covering his eyes and panting: "Do you want to kill her?" That's a beauty! It's the type that Lao Tzu likes! Oops......"

Two consciousnesses are fighting in the brain!

Ma Xiaohu closed his eyes and saw a strange figure:

His hair was disheveled, his cloth was blindfolded, and his face was full of scars.

The body is extremely thin and abstract and blurry. Only the short knife in his hand, the cold sword qi extended the length, and it was extremely clear.

"Yin Dagger Evil Rush!"

Ma Xiaohu opened his eyes violently, and his face was hideous: "Hurry up...... I can't control it......"