"Oh! I just feel disgusted to see him advance in such a scoundrel way!" Gu Mozhu explained weakly.

"In this way, I thought there was some misunderstanding between you!" Ling Ziwei didn't expect that her usual sentence would be in one sentence, and the root of Gu Mozhu's ears was hot again!

"Okay, let's not talk about this, let's continue to watch the game!" Gu Mozhu changed the topic in time!

I saw Huang Fuxuan swaggering out of the ring amid the sighs of everyone in the audience!

Hehe, you just sigh, how can you understand the wisdom of the little master! Huang Fu Xuan peeled through the crowd and headed towards the ring on the far right! At this time, the two sides in the ring were not either the little rooster or Xiao Yang! but the white dressed Ye Qinghua and a young man with a long sword on his back! Huang Fu Xuan did not stand in front of the ring, but just stopped to watch from a distance.

In the ring, both men and women are fighting!

Ye Qinghua's bouquet of white silk made her fascinated, and when she turned around, a faint white shadow followed her, making the opponent's long sword quite laborious. One inch long, one inch strong, the white shadow in Ye Qinghua's hand firmly controlled the distance between the two. The initiative is always in their own hands.

The male disciple of the sword didn't take Ye Qinghua to heart at first, thinking that she was just a vase with nothing to show for it, and he was still thinking about whether he would release water during the game to make her have a good impression of herself, and also let the audience further exchange feelings! Where did you think that this night Qinghua is not only beautiful, but also not under her cultivation at all, I really don't know how she cultivated at a young age!

After a long time of attacking without effect, the man seemed a little unbreathable, the game has been going on for so long, I, Zhao Zhen, can't even pack up a little girl, how can I stand in front of my junior brother when I wear it out!

Brush brush brush

Zhao Zhen suddenly stabbed, disrupting the opponent's rhythm and immediately jumping in

Seeing the opponent fleeing from his attack range, Ye Qinghua's expression remained unchanged, waiting for the opponent's next move.

Zhao Zhen couldn't help but vomit when he saw that Ye Qinghua was not stalking and chasing after him

A breath of turbidity, it feels so fucking uncomfortable to be pressed just now! Now it's time for Lao Tzu to exert his power!

"This Night Senior Sister, just now you took the lead but didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, and now I won't give you the same chance, now it's your turn to taste the 'Lightning Thirteen Swords' that I have been immersed in for more than thirty years, you are very lucky, because you are the first woman to face it. It doesn't, though

You'll be polite just because you're a woman!!, be careful!"

"Whistling, lightning!" Zhao Zhen had already mobilized the strength of his whole body as he spoke, taking the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand as the guide, and after he finished saying that, the flickering thunder light at the tip of the sword, with Zhao Zhen's guidance, finally broke away from the long sword and went straight to the night Qinghua who was still in place!

The thunder and lightning whistling away were accompanied by a screeching sound, like a beam of brilliant fireworks!

"Wow, look at that ring, what a beautiful spark!" a suddenly remembered.

No matter where you are, a beautiful exterior is always the first to catch people's attention!

"Look, isn't the disciple the sparks flying at Ye Qinghua? Why didn't she move? Could it be that she was stupid?"

"You're just scared stupid, your whole family is scared stupid! You are not allowed to slander the goddess in my heart!"

At the moment of the audience's argument, Ye Qinghua on the stage had already moved, and when she saw a slight wrong step, she had already staggered the scope of her lightning skills.

Then he turned around, reached out and grabbed the spark, but he didn't see it

There is an external force to protect the body, and the little hands that are as white as jade can easily catch the sparks.

Then, look at Zhao Zhen quietly!

"You, what else?!"