As soon as the words came out, there was silence.

Feng Qiqi scratched his head, revealing a distressed look: "No, it's not good!" During the birthday banquet of His Majesty the Emperor, it is too bad to move the sword and sword! ”

Feng Qiqi looked at Cai Wei with a wry smile: "I'm really sorry, I can't dance anything other than the sword dance, just twist it casually." ”

Feng Qiqi's meaning is obvious: It's not that I don't want to compare with you, it's really that I can't compare, unless you can give me a sword!

"Give the sword."

A cold voice suddenly sounded, followed by silence, and no one dared to answer.

Feng Qiqi was stunned for a moment, looked up at the high platform, and looked at the person who suddenly spoke up, revealing a trace of incomprehension.

This time it was not the emperor or the queen who spoke, but the god who had been pretending to be a corpse.

The fox mask hid the look on his face, and it was impossible to see what he was thinking.

However, since he gave the sword, no one dared to refuse it.

Even the emperor was silent and looked at Feng Qiqi.

Then, I saw Di Wan'er smile and looked at Wan Wu Shenzun slightly: "Do you want to see the sword dance?" ”

I saw a fox mask and nodded lightly: "It's been a long time since I've seen an immortal family who can dance with a sword." ”

"Since the Venerable wants to see it, Feng Qi must not live up to the expectations of the Venerable One, and come to send the sword." The emperor said with a smile.

"No, use this one." Wan Wu Shenzun retorted to Scale's words again, and he waved his hand, and an immortal sword came to him.

Feng Qiqi was stunned for a moment, looking at the fairy sword floating in front of her.

The scabbard looks like it has been around for some years, and all the edges of the fairy sword are all converged in it, and it is as warm as jade, and there is no trace of the murderous aura that the sword should have.

When the immortals saw this fairy sword, they all showed a strange look without surprise, especially the immortals who knew some of the inside stories directly widened their eyes.

The emperor's gaze also fell on this fairy sword, and she was a little stunned.

Feng Qiqi grabbed the scabbard and didn't get any resistance, she directly drew out the sword.

The sharp murderous aura was revealed, directly cutting off Feng Qiqi's hair, making her couldn't help but admire: "Good sword!" ”

"Can I use this sword for a sword dance?" Feng Qiqi couldn't wait to look at the high platform, and when he held this sword, Feng Qiqi felt it, this sword was very excited.

"Yes." Wan Wu Shenzun said softly, and the pair of starry eyes under the mask looked at Feng Qiqi.

When Feng Qiqi heard the permission, he didn't care what the emperor's face was, and raised his hand to hold a beautiful sword flower.

Immediately afterwards, her figure moved, with her as the center, a special aura was generated, forcing Cai Wei to retreat step by step, avoiding Feng Qiqi's side.

All Rao could see was the churning red figure, the silver-white sword body, and the red hem of the clothes, dancing gracefully in the air one after another.

Unlike Cai Wei's Caixia Dance, which is delicate and pretentious, Feng Qiqi's sword dance is majestic and atmospheric, and there is not a trace of spiritual power acting on the fairy sword, including the breath of the fairy sword itself.

Her every movement, every movement, the arc and strength of her waist are all done by her body.

She's just dancing, dancing with a sword in hand.

Reality slapped Cai Wei in the face hard, it is impossible for people who can make these movements not to dance, Feng Qiqi just gave Cai Wei the steps.

Until Feng Qiqi's last dance step stopped, there was still silence in the hall.

"Bang Bang Bang-"

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