The storm brewed silently, and the banquet party did not let go of the topic that was interrupted just now.

"Then win or lose, the herbs are mine."

Gao Haoqiong smiled heartily, "I know you have a plan, don't worry, it doesn't hurt to send you if you play well enough, my Gao family still doesn't lack these things." ”

The banquet party raised his eyebrows and smiled, "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, please!" ”

She had both swords in her hands, her back crossed behind her back, and there was a crisp 'ding' sound.

Gao Haoqiong volleyed the knife in the air, and the whirring wind broke through the air, obviously ready to go, "Okay, come!" ”

The banquet party finally reversed the passive and preemptively struck, and with a dance of the two swords, he saw the sword light flashing and disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving only the light that had no time to follow in mid-air, drawing an arc in the void.

Gao Haoqiong reflexively blocked, and there was a crisp sound of 'ding bang', and the round was over.

Gao Haoqiong's right hand trembled slightly, tsk, this sword is different from just now, and he finally let go of his hands and feet?

At this time, he laughed, but the banquet party had already stepped on the back of his knife and took off! A tricky angle appeared above his head, and he saw that a sword was about to be wiped against his shoulder and neck.

Gao Haoqiong's knife was slashed in mid-air, if the banquet party insisted on dropping the sword, it would definitely be hit hard, it could be said that both sides were defeated, and the same scoundrel style of play as the martial mad Situ Madness was quite effective in actual combat.

The banquet party really put away his sword and returned to defense, the big knife had already swung up, and the person was caught off guard in mid-air, without the slightest respite.

Her body was as light and agile as the wind blowing willow catkins, and as soon as the knife wind broke and slashed, her figure floated and quietly slipped away to avoid the blade, which could be slashed by the side but could not get close no matter what.

Just as you want to catch the feathers flying in the air but are always carried farther and farther away by the subtle wind, the ghostly figure seems to have a strange rhythm, and it seems to be precarious, but it can't grasp a piece of clothing.

At this time, I saw the banquet party lightly tapped the hemp rope on the sideline and twisted it, and then rubbed it again. Gao Haoqiong's blade volleyed through the silence, and he could almost feel the coldness of the blade in his ears, if it was an ordinary person, he would have avoided it far away. The banquet party had already calculated the distance, although it was close and would never hit, at this time, he did not dodge or dodge and rushed straight to Gao Haoqiong's hand holding the knife.

Gao Haoqiong's moves were old and difficult to defend, and Yan Fang held the blade with a sword and slashed at his wrist, seeing that he was constantly breaking his bones and not giving up.

Gao Haoqiong naturally couldn't give up the hand holding the knife, and at this time, he didn't care at all about the taboo that the weapon could not be taken off during the fight, so the big knife was simply thrown away, and he took three steps back.

Yan Fang's sword twisted the big knife in the air and picked it up, the big knife seemed to be attracted by the sword blade, and let Yan Fang slash in mid-air without letting go of his hand, at this time, the mid-air rotation was like a huge disc floating in the air, and the whirring wind could be heard.

She made a wrong step, just one step, but in a blink of an eye, she arrived in front of Gao Haoqiong!

Naturally, it is not the person who arrives, and the sword arrives first! She ignored the knife, one sword blade had already pressed against Gao Haoqiong's neck, but the other sword calculated the angle at which Gao Haoqiong might retreat.

I didn't expect Gao Haoqiong to be an idle person, why couldn't he calculate the banquet plan? Just as the banquet party did the opposite, he also followed the direction of the weapon to meet him, so at this time, Gao Haoqiong also met it.

The tall body was more flexible than expected, and he had already taken two steps forward and stood in front of Yan Fang's eyes before Yan Fang completed the double sword encirclement, and his big hand stretched out his hand to Yan Fang's back and shook it! Hold the big knife that is too late to fall to the ground, and force it with a backhand!

After the big knife was forced to the banquet, his heart could not stop, but he was stiff.

The strange posture of the two seemed to hug each other, and at this time, it was like time stood still, and the time from the shot to the current time was the end of the three rounds.

Someone exclaimed, although the two of them hugged affectionately, making people mistakenly think that they had walked into the Tanmei Theater, but at this time, no one had any ideas, and they were looking at the stage intently. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the killing machine is hidden, the banquet party's hands passed under Gao Haoqiong's armpits, and the backhand of the two swords was just twisted around Gao Haoqiong's neck, and the blade that Gao Haoqiong held back was against the back of the banquet party's heart.

He lowered his head, and in his arms, he seemed to feel that the person in front of him was really petite and exaggerated, but seeing that although she was against her chest, her hands were almost holding herself under her armpits, she was almost imperceptibly trying to stay away, obviously very unaccustomed to such a strange posture.

Gao Haoqiong smiled and drew his knife, and almost at the same time, Yan Fang also let go of the confinement of Gao Haoqiong with both hands, and withdrew three steps as if relieved.

Gao Haoqiong raised his left hand and scratched the back of his neck, the trembling that rose was not subsiding, and at a certain moment just now, he seemed to really feel a fierce murderous aura, from the intuition of years of martial arts training.

Gao Haoqiong finally didn't dare to underestimate the petite person in front of him, saying that he was cautious, and he would more or less despise such a slender figure, but at this time, he finally recognized the true face of the facts, and his hand holding the knife tightened, ready to fight again.

Three rounds, one move and one strategy, one step at a time, just three rounds on the line of life and death.

It's easy to end up together, it's easier than any way, but it's the most disdainful one in the martial arts, if you think about it, you don't want to exchange your life for a life, and the stupidest one appears in the ring, but no one dares to despise it.

The disparity in strength is huge, and the ability to play with the same end is enough to be admired.

In three rounds, the speed judgment reaction is indispensable, and if it is a little slower than half a minute, it will be a tragic ending, maybe the wrist will be cut off, or the neck may be twisted off.

It is worthy of the battle for the leader, and at this time such a fierce feeling was born.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but put themselves in any of these positions to think about that kind of technique and reaction, but to everyone's dismay, they found that no matter how they thought, no one dared to say that they were sure that they could react correctly in a short period of time in the same position unscathed before knowing the next move of the two.

At the same time, men are born with a special yearning for blood and blades, which is no less than the desire for women.

Watching the battle situation on the stage from the audience, there was a noisy * for a while, and his eyes were red and excited.

The two of them withdrew from each other, and seemed to be reminiscing about Fang Cai's moves, and the master of the trick often could be inspired by every move.

Yan Fang frowned, the left hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened, Fang Cai did accidentally reveal a murderous aura, the left hand swordsmanship was fierce and furious, it was really not suitable for fighting against the same sect.

However, for the sake of the millennium snow mushroom......

Yan Fang gritted her teeth, imagine that the winning side of a one-handed battle is almost too small to count, especially in the face of Gao Haoqiong, who has a deep foundation, she couldn't put down the long sword in her left hand after all.

The light in Gao Haoqiong's eyes was brewing, the green tendons on his hands exploded slightly, and he had already rubbed his body with a smile!

Yan Fang bent down to dodge, but he didn't expect the knife to suddenly become ferocious, and he couldn't react for a moment and was crushed to the ground! She was lying on the ground in an embarrassed position, and Gao Haoqiong leaned over to press the knife oppressively.

The banquet side crossed swords and sheared the blade in front of him, and he struggled to resist, and there was an instant stalemate.

Gao Haoqiong saw the weakness of the banquet party but was not ready to stop, and pressed his hands even harder.

The double swords on Yan Fang's chest sank a little more, and they were about to touch the indigo robe, and there was a soft hissing sound, almost imperceptible, as if the robe was damaged by the sword qi, and the slight sound was only heard by the two of them.

Yan Fang's eyebrows furrowed, his hands trembled slightly, and a little blood oozed from the place where his right hand had been bandaged. She gritted her teeth and struggled, thinking that if she continued to stalemate, she would definitely lose!

At this time, there is nothing to be done, just break it and stand up! She slashed her swords upwards, slashing her broadsword past the tip of her nose and sliding away.

Gao Haoqiong deliberately suppressed and used all his strength, at this time, the center of gravity was unstable with the force, and he actually pounced forward along the blade, almost rolling to the ground in embarrassment, and the banquet party calculated the right time to jump up, and the sword blade had already beckoned to Gao Haoqiong's back with the empty door wide open.

The robe was torn apart with a 'bang'.

Gao Haoqiong scrambled to his side as he risked cutting open his robe, and the long sword slashed to the end along his forward posture, from behind to his side, and the indigo robe had been split in two from the middle of his back.

Gao Haoqiong was not embarrassed, and looked at the torn robe and didn't care.

One pressure and one pounce, a round ends again, and it is still difficult to distinguish between up and down.

Some people admire Yan Fang's young age and calmness in danger, so the decline can be reversed in an instant.

What's even more frightening is that the two of them have far exceeded the previous rounds of ending the battle under Gao Haoqiong, some people are not inferior to others but their internal strength is not enough to hold on, and they often fight against Gao Haoqiong for 300 rounds and have no choice but to quit due to lack of strength, and they are also frightened at the moment.

Could it be that the banquet party has strong internal strength at a young age?

In fact, the banquet party is young, where can it be that the internal strength is strong? No matter how talented you are, things like internal force also need real time and tempering, and at this time, the support is just a skill, a full spell skill.

Unloading and twisting the body completely rely on that weird light skill, except for the initial capacity, the rest is almost entirely dependent on external forces, I have to say that the most proud martial arts of the banquet party is now afraid that only this light skill.

The rest is nothing more than skill and experience, experience that is difficult for ordinary people to reach.

At this time, with a stroke in mid-air, the whole person twisted, and the body that was obviously thin and without charm seemed to suddenly have a strange charm, and the woman who moved in one step seemed to be full of charm, turned around and smiled, beautiful not like a fight but more like a dance.

It is indeed a dance, light work plus the steps of modern fashionable dance Latin, the moment of publicity and wildness also brings a strange charm, the steps originate from Latin, and the charm comes from light work.

The Dance of the Heavenly Demons, the dance of the demons that confuses the mind, the person who created this light skill is really unique and vicious, with the smallest angle and the most labor-saving body method, coupled with the charming pace to create a peerless light skill.

The Heavenly Demon Dance is not a dance, but some people can bewitch people by choreographing the essence of the three points, but no one knows that the Heavenly Demon Dance is just a light technique.

Dongfang Yan saw at a glance that this is the most difficult body method to practice, wantonly blending modern dance elements, and the nondescript integration has amplified the effect of confusing people's hearts, which can be said to be a mistake but makes this light skill more beneficial.

Dongfang Yan has a weak one hand, and the sleeves of the other hand are tightly puffed up like the wind, and the smooth arc is like a light woman implying that Qiu Bo raised her hand, and this move was greeted in front of Gao Haoqiong.

Yan Fang's body was so strange that even he couldn't react, and he hurriedly retreated in a panic at this time, but it was too late, a piece of the placket had been torn off, and a good piece of clothing had been scratched, Gao Haoqiong was embarrassed but didn't care at all, haha laughed, admired!

"Good martial arts, good dance!"

Some women don't understand the ups and downs of the moves at all, and they only see the banquet party's body and can't move their eyes, Rao is many years of dance skills can also see that the banquet party's Yang Yiman is so gentle that it seems to be boneless, and she didn't think about the profound martial arts at all, but saw the essence of the heavenly demon dance shown by the banquet party at a glance, dance!

This is really a dance.

The banquet party couldn't make a plan, and the one-legged half-stroke body shape was wrong, and an almost impossible arc bent down.

Yan Fang raised one foot backwards, his waist and back were straight and slender and soft, at this time, he only relied on one foot to support, raised his hand, and the sword blade was handed up and then in front of Gao Haoqiong, and once again picked up the broken placket.

But after all, the slender body is not enough in length, and it is difficult to pick up the placket.

Gao Haoqiong also saw the shortcomings of the banquet party, and stood in place without fear, smiling and teasing, "Brother Yan, Gao's clothes today are about to be stripped by you." ”

The banquet party didn't care, his flowing body was undulating, but he didn't get up. simply bent down and supported the ground with one hand, and the sword blade swiped the tip of Gao Haoqiong's shoes in one rotation on the floor!

Gao Haoqiong didn't have time to retreat, the banquet party supported a handstand with both hands, and with a kick of his feet, he had already greeted the door.

Gao Haoqiong is now close to the side of the ring, if he can't step forward and lower down to dodge, he will have to fall into the ring or take a solid kick.

The only side that could dodge had also been blocked by Yan Fang's other long sword, and his soft posture actually put Gao Haoqiong, who had experienced a hundred battles, into a dilemma.

At the banquet, someone chuckled inscrutablely, "Xiaoyan, you are really ......" paused for a moment, his lips opened and closed, and word by word paused and said, "Yes, interesting." ”

His eyes were full of excitement and plunder, and with the ups and downs of the First World War, the light in his eyes became more and more brilliant, and he was unaware of the intimidating and dazzling, and a storm gradually brewed, and the seeds were planted deeply.

Many years later, it quietly took shape and turned the marriage decision upside down, which caught people off guard.