What you want to do when you step down at this time, fools know - take advantage of your illness and kill you!

saw that this young man had beautiful eyebrows and was quite handsome. Holding a folding paper fan in his hand, he slowly fanned it, looking very calm and calm. As he walked, he took a steel sword from the hand of the servant who followed him.

Medium Spirit!

Qing Zhenghuan knew a little about the young man named Qing Yuanyi - the other party was a generation older than him, but his age was not much different from him. However, this person looks clear and elegant, and has the posture of a senior, but in fact, he is frivolous and easy to show, in fact, Qing Zhenghuan should have guessed that he would make a move. Because he has always been good at performing recklessly, he will never let go of an opportunity to easily beat his peers.

Especially with so many people watching!

Moreover, the most important thing is that his cultivation is relatively the most vain among all the eight layers of Qi acceptance, except for Qing Zhenghuan, because his breakthrough is relatively early, and the time to set foot in the eighth layer of Qi is not a few days longer than that of Qing Zhenghuan. And because there are eleven people above the eighth level of Qi (now it is twelve), his chance of breaking through the top ten just falls to the freezing point.

In this case, any person who falls in the top sixteen of the eighth layer of Qi will give him a huge advantage, so he is the most active in dealing with Qing Zhenghuan.

"Hmph, they all treat me as a stepping stone! Be careful of stumbling!" Although Qing Zhenghuan lacks confidence, he is never ready to admit defeat like this.

Qing Yuanyi had an indifferent smile on his face, and gently crossed into the ring, shaking the fan in his hand while saying, "Brother clan I have a little itch now, I wonder if my brother can not hesitate to give advice?" His head was slightly slightly, and then turned around slightly, as if he was chanting a wonderful poem, but then there was a look of "surprise" on his face, "Oh, why is my brother injured, do you want to give you some time to heal...... But the schedule is a bit tight, hey, let's do it!"

He knocked on the folding fan, with a look of "mouth stopping", "Why don't I let you make three moves, hey, no, no, it's too much to take advantage of the clan brother, why don't I let the clan brother have one hand." ”

The self-talk on the other side fell into Qing Zhenghuan's ears, and he couldn't help but laugh contemptuously, "Brother Clan really won't take advantage." ”

The word "won't" was accentuated by him, which was ridiculous. But Qing Yuanyi didn't seem to understand, and continued to say to himself, "That is, as an elder, it is appropriate to be polite to the juniors." You are welcome. ”

The people around him were secretly ashamed of him when they heard him say this, this cheeky person was really a little thick-skinned. The other party is injured like this, no matter how many moves he makes, it has no effect, and he makes the sword with his right hand, and lets one left hand, which actually has little impact on strength. But he said it as if he had suffered a lot of losses, so that people with a little sense of shame were not only speechless.

"Since I've opened my mouth as an 'elder', how can I, a 'junior', be embarrassed to be disobedient?" Qing Zhenghuan said with a strange yin and yang aura, grabbing the burning stick next to him with one hand, and reluctantly stood up.

This scene fell in Qing Zhengyi's eyes, which made him feel a little happy - the more seriously the other party was injured, the better it would be for him.

"Then brother, please make a move. Qing Yuanyi waved his hand and made a righteous appearance.

"Then please be careful, stick...... Ruthless!" As the last three words blurted out, Qing Zhenghuan rushed over. Look at the speed of his feet, where is there a half-point injury.

The next moment, the stick shadow burst in, straight towards Qing Yuanyi's chest, provoking the other party's eyes to jump wildly.

"Why is the guy still so energetic, go, let him make three moves is too big. At that moment, he stepped back sideways, and took a few steps back under his feet, although it was backwards, but somehow he walked very fast.

"Tipping on the clouds! Seven Rank Body Fighting Technique!" someone in the audience saw through his steps at a glance.

This kind of fighting skill is very rare, it is said that only Xiaobi has achieved the top five three times in a row or maintained the top ten for half a year in order to make enough points to change one. ”

"I guess he spent a lot of grade points on it, no wonder he dared to hold it up so much. ”

However, although Qing Yuan Yi flashed fast enough, Qing Zhenghuan's movements were not slow. With a shake of the "burning stick" in his hand, he turned a corner and swept straight towards the opponent's neck.

Seeing that the offensive was so ferocious, Qing Yuanyi secretly cursed in his heart, and a phoenix nodded, narrowly avoiding this move.

But before he could raise his head, he found that the opponent's offensive was far from over. I don't know if I had expected Qing Yuanyi's actions for a long time, the "burning stick" swept to the point and folded vigorously, slashing down fiercely, and at the same time, Qing Zhenghuan's palm suddenly lingered, and then slapped forward vigorously.

"***!" Qing Yuanyi finally couldn't help it, a foul sentence burst out of his mouth, his right hand groped his waist, the hilt of the sword was in his hand, and he parted to his back, meeting the other party's menacing weapon, and then the whole person twisted in a very awkward way, and at the same time, his left hand swung, and the folding fan in his hand swept away the opponent's energetic palm.

In the end, he rolled and rolled out under his feet, looking very embarrassed, but in general, it was out of this offensive.

However, this trick is detached, and Qing Zhenghuan obviously won't give him a chance to breathe. He saw that the other party had not stabilized the plate, and the whole stick was like a mountain.

The lonely man in the distance couldn't help but pout when he saw this round of duel. According to him, Qing Yuanyi's footwork just now was obviously very obscure and unfamiliar, and later it was even more disrupted, and it could not be called a body method at all, and it should have been lost. But I don't know what shit luck happened to him, just blocked a few attacks from the opposite side, and managed to get out.

"If it were for me, his flaws just now would have been enough to decide the outcome of the game. Lonely Luo didn't know whether he was angry or funny, and in his opinion, Qing Zhenghuan, who didn't seize the opportunity, was not necessarily very powerful.

"Brother, didn't you say anything just now...... What are the three moves? Also, your left hand ......" Qing Zhenghuan looked at Qing Yuanyi's embarrassed appearance with his sword, and sneered.

Qing Yuanyi, who was overstretched, heard this, and his heart was also quite angry, but he still smiled on his face and said, "Didn't you see that the clan brother didn't fight back, I just raised my fan...... There is only one trick left. He gritted his teeth, raised his left hand holding the folding fan, threw the folding fan in his hand to the outside of the field, and the sword with the sheath in his hand collided with the "burning stick" with a clatter.

At this moment, he finally stabilized his figure, and the deadline for three moves had just passed.