When the man stood still and turned around, there was a burst of exclamation from the audience.

Twenty-eight years old, Shaohua has many rhymes, Qingqinglian refers to poetry and painting, and bright eyes are the most affectionate......

Ye Feifei had a fairy sister played by a popular female star in his mind.

"Senior brother, I've been following you for a long time, come on, let's try our Baiyun Sword Technique with me!"

Yang Qiuyu is really Yang Qiuyu, so many predecessors and elders on the stage do not exist in her eyes.

"Qiu Yu, come here and see all the sect masters and seniors!"

Elder Yang was a little embarrassed.

Yang Qiuyu's big eyes rolled, and he pouted, "It's all old people, what's there to see?" Hey, this sister is so beautiful!"

Her eyes fell on Tao Qing.

Tao Qing nodded at her.

Yang Qiuyu only glanced at her and then returned his gaze to Ye Feifei, "Senior brother, don't you dare to come up?"

This woman ...... It's a bit raw!

Tao Qing was slightly unhappy, and frowned slightly, "Everyone, let's leave the ring to them." ”

Whether you want to or not, Yang Qiuyu will soon be the only one left in the ring.

To go or not to go, that's the question.

Ye Feifei has never been so sad.

Competing with a yellow-haired girl, the key is not to beat or scold, he is not good at playing with services.

"Senior brother, I'll count three times, if you don't come up again, even if you admit defeat, I will go to the Cold Ice Valley for you, and you won't be able to do what you want to do!"

Yang Qiuyu was very arrogant.

Ye Feifei's heart tightened.

What he wanted to do most was to hand over Yan Wu to Han Bing Zhenren.

Can't do it?

What I Ye Feifei wants to do, who can stop it?!

The figure flashed, and Ye Feifei landed in the center of the ring.

"Little junior sister, I want you to give up. ”

There are no conditions to speak of when it comes to matters of principle.

Yang Qiuyu approached step by step, staring at him with blazing eyes, without even blinking his eyes.

It was so close that it made him feel very uncomfortable.

He took a step back, "Senior sister, have you thought about it?"

"Many people say that you are a demon, but you are really a demon!"

Yang Qiuyu showed a sweet smile.

A lot of people?

He had only heard Baihua Zhenren say it once.

"Senior brother, you say...... Is it me or is she beautiful?"

Yang Qiuyu returned his hand and pointed to Tao Qing who was sitting on the edge of the stage.

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

Elder Yang coughed dryly twice, "Qiu Yu!

Tao Qing's eyes were level, quiet and waveless.

Ye Feifei was bored.

"It's hard to answer, is it? Let me ask you, if I fall into the water at the same time as her, who will you save first?"

Yang Qiuyu's expression was very focused.

Who to save first? You're not my mother!

Ye Feifei shook his head, "Senior sister, are you better or not?"

"Don't dare to answer?"

Yang Qiuyu snorted, "It turns out that you are also the same as those laymen." Fairy Tao is indeed very beautiful, but I, Yang Qiuyu, am no worse than her. Senior brother, as long as you say a word in front of her, I am more beautiful than her, I will not fight with you. ”

What is this condition called?

Ye Feifei's eyes flashed, and he found that Tao Qing was staring at him coldly, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

"Little junior sister, this is not a place to play!"

"Who is playing with you?" Yang Qiuyu suddenly pulled out his back sword and stabbed it when he raised his sword.

I'll go......

If you don't say hello, that's what you do?

Don't you see that my hands are empty?

Ye Feifei was a little dizzy.

He dodged left and right and retreated a few steps, Yang Qiuyu's sword style was like a rainbow, one after another, so that he had no time to care about it at all.

"Senior brother, sword!"

A delicate breath entered the ear, the white light flashed, and the sword was in hand.

Ye Feifei looked sideways, and it turned out to be the little girl who borrowed the sword yesterday.

Yang Qiuyu suddenly stopped, her eyes fell on the female disciple, and she said coldly, "It turns out that the person you like is her?"

He just wanted to say no, when the sword light flashed, and Yang Qiuyu's second wave of attacks rained down.

Ye Feifei raised his sword to greet him.

When!when!when......

The sound of the two swords striking each other was endless.

Yang Qiuyu's Baiyun swordsmanship is indeed exquisite, one after another is smooth, and the flow is general, but ......

Her goal seemed to be the sword in his hand, not him!

"Don't let go yet!"

Yang Qiuyu's silver teeth were clenched, and his eyes were spewing fire, as if the sword in his hand was her father-killing enemy.

Let go?

Ye Feifei was anxious for a while.

Yang Qiuyu's swordsmanship is certainly very good, but she still follows the old routine of Baiyun Sword, and it is easy for him to find a flaw.

But......

He can't do it!

The tactics he was familiar with were not suitable for beckoning girls.

So far, he's only defending.

"Autumn Rain Girl's White Cloud Sword Technique...... Sure enough, I'm afraid it's already blue, right?" Lingyin Zhenren sighed.

Elder Yang was very proud.

"Why does Ye Feifei only defend and not attack?" Shenxiu Zhenren frowned, "Just now he had at least three chances to knock her sword away. ”

Elder Yang glared at him, his face full of disdain.

Bai Yun Zhenren smiled and said nothing.

"If you continue to fight like this, Ye Feifei may not be fine, and the sword in his hand may be destroyed. Shenxiu said in a weird way.

Ye Feifei also discovered this problem.

This sword was borrowed from someone else, although it was also a sword, but it was obvious that the one in Yang Qiuyu's hand was harder.

Ding Ding dangdang sparks, if it continues like this, if he really wants to hurt someone's sword, then it can't be said.

When the swords intersected again, he flicked his wrist to deflect the blade of the sword and press it down, pushing it forward.

The imaginary spark did not appear.

The back of his sword was glued to Yang Qiuyu's sword body, only sliding up and down, but never taking off.

Yang Qiuyu was stunned for a moment, and quickly put away his sword.

But what she didn't expect was that Ye Feifei's sword actually followed her sword and chased after her.

It was like a magnet between the two swords, holding them together.

Can't get rid of it?

Yang Qiuyu's face was red and white for a while, staring at Ye Feifei.

"Is it so important to you?"

"Little junior sister, this is someone else's thing, you can't hurt it. ”

Yang Qiuyu's eyes erupted with fire, "Then you can hurt me!" She suddenly let go of her hand, and the sword was taken off.

Ye Feifei didn't expect her to come to this hand, so he rushed forward unexpectedly, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight at Yang Qiuyu's chest.

But......

Yang Qiuyu looked at him coldly, motionless!

It's time for your own life!

Ye Feifei was in a hurry, so he had to turn around quickly, and his center of gravity fell to the ground.

However, he reacted quickly, spun backwards for two weeks with the force of a side throw, and his right toe was a little in the ring, and he rose to his feet.

"Good!"

There was a thunderous cheer from the audience.

His move was so beautiful.

"Senior sister, your sword!"

He returned the sword to Yang Qiuyu.

Yang Qiuyu looked at him in despair, and did not take the sword.

"Senior Sister ......"

Yang Qiuyu snatched the sword, stomped his feet and said, "Can't you throw it away?"

What the...... Meaning?