Zhao Ziyu's folding fan suddenly fanned, seemingly light, but it set off a storm.

The blade-like wind flies out of the fan!

This is already equivalent to martial arts, and those who don't have martial arts can also use the yuan weapon to play a power comparable to martial arts.

Therefore, as long as you are a martial artist, there is no one who is not interested in the elemental weapon.

Moon Allure looked awe-struck and quickly retreated.

Where she retreated, she was hit by the wind blade, leaving deep scars.

Sure enough, Zhao Ziyu not only has a Yuan weapon, but he himself has also comprehended some martial arts!

Although it was only the simplest heaven-level martial art, it also made Yue Chengcheng look sideways, after all, she was helped by the peach pit, while Zhao Ziyu relied on her own talent.

"Very well, that's what counts as a fight!"

The battle intent of the moon fell into the city, and he turned his stick and rushed towards Zhao Ziyu.

Zhao Ziyu smiled, but her eyes were full of coldness, and she fanned her again.

However, his pupils shrank and he found that there was no moon in the city!

"In the back!"

As soon as his heart moved, his movements were also very neat. Standing on one foot, the other dragged forward, lowering his body.

The waist is bent backwards again, and the fan is folded to cover the face.

Bang!

The stick and the fan collide!

Everyone couldn't help but feel numb in their heads, if they were hit by the blow of Moon Falling City, no matter how hard their heads were, they would be beaten with chickens and eggs, right?

Zhao Ziyu's response is not bad!

"Good!"

From the audience, there was a cheer.

The battles with the girls in front of them, although they are all weak and strong, are basically crushed, although there are looks, but they are not thrilling enough.

This time is different, Zhao Ziyu is not an ordinary young martial artist, he is a genius who came back from the Holy Martial Academy!

I wonder if Zhao Ziyu can force out all her strength?

Zhao Ziyu's fan slowly moved down, revealing a pair of delicate eyes.

Those eyes, at this time, were full of success, and the yuan power poured into the fan.

Moonfall's pupils shrank suddenly.

Withdraw!

Sure enough, there was a slight mechanical sound from the fan, and sharp blades came out of the fan bones.

Zhao Ziyu rushed towards the retreating Moon Tilt City, his body was as light as a swallow, and he seemed to sliding towards the Moon Tilt City.

The fan knife swung around with him, and if he hit someone, he would have to pull out more than a dozen explicit blood marks!

Yue Chengcheng untied the dagger at his waist, turned it quickly, and pressed it suddenly.

Boom –

Thirty-six rings broke out again!

Zhao Ziyu was so surprised that he slapped the fan and hit the middle of the bang, and the whole person also withdrew from the range of the boom.

"You are only a heavy orange yuan, and you actually know martial arts, I thought the rumors were exaggerated, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

Zhao Ziyu was deeply shocked.

He has been in the Holy Martial Arts Academy for two years, and he has seen many real geniuses, such as Moon Chengcheng, who can play martial arts when he just enters the Orange Yuan, he really has not been in contact with it.

It's not that there is no such genius boy, but he can't reach it at his level.

Even if it was burned seventeen, there was no such horror back then.

I don't want to burn seventeen after I return, and I don't want my light to be covered by this girl, right?

For the woman he loves, Zhao Ziyu certainly hopes that Burning Seventeen will continue to be perfect.

An even more violent killing machine suddenly emerged from his eyes!

"Seventeen, I will kill her as a gift to welcome you back."

Thinking of the woman, a trace of tenderness flashed on Zhao Ziyu's face, and when he looked at the moon and the city, he became extremely cold.

The idea of the moon fell into the peach pit, and the yuan force slowly returned.

At this time, Zhao Ziyu's movements made her eyes squint dangerously.

I saw that he just shook his hand and put it in his mouth, and the power that had been gradually weakening became stronger again.

"Pills?"

The moon fell and the city was surprised.

Zhao Ziyu neither put his hand into his sleeve, nor poured it out of the bottle, how did he take out the pill out of thin air?