Endless waves of light rose into the sky, like surging waves, sweeping the sky.

The void trembled, and the heavens and the earth lost color.

"Abominable"

Yan Moshuang's silver teeth clenched, desperately facing the immortal situation.

"Yan Moshuang, you're defeated. ”

Luo Yiyi's beautiful colorful eyes suddenly narrowed, and the ten jade fingers suddenly stopped. Then stroke the piano with one hand, outline the five-colored strings with the other, and wrap it inward

'Buzz'

In an instant, the Tianyuqin trembled slightly, and a colorful qi sword several meters in size slowly formed.

The wind is strong and the air is blowing in the sky.

Fanghua's clothes dance with the wind, and three thousand green silks are empty.

This situation is really like the sister of the actor in the movie "Six Fingers Qin Demon".

Stunning and peerless, the mind turns around.

"Broken"

Luo Yijiao drank and suddenly let go of the jade hand.

'Snort'

In an instant, the colored air sword broke away from the body and rushed away.

Deception - the emperor's qi came to the east to break the nine days.

The huge giant sword roared, and the vacuum waves shimmered, and the murderous aura was awe-inspiring.

Divine might.

"Not good!"

Yan Moshuang shouted badly, clenched the rake, shook his shoulders, and opened and closed his delicate body.

'Whew'

The Nine-Tooth Nail Rake Void drew a half-arc, and then it thundered down towards the attacking colored sword qi.

The next moment.

'Boom'

In the void, the peerless roar suddenly erupted, the glow of the sun fluttered, and the divine light rushed into the sky.

The colored air sword was directly smashed by the nine-tooth nail rake.

"Poof"

Yan Moshuang's delicate body trembled, her white neck was raised directly, and she spit out a mouthful of blood arrows, and the void flew sideways.

"Hmm"

Luo Yiyi's body trembled, and she was shaken back by the air wave for several meters, she forcibly stabilized her delicate body, but her pretty face was a little pale.

At the right time.

'Phew'

Yan Moshuang hit the barrier directly, and with a 'poof' sound, he spat blood again.

"Whew"

She gasped sharply, her body shook a few times, a little unsteady and shaky, but finally she held on.

"Phew"

Yan Moshuang spat out bloody phlegm, stared deeply at her opponent, gritted her silver teeth and said hatefully: "The dead girl is quite powerful."

At this time, her black hair was very messy, but she looked a little embarrassed, and at the same time, she was a little more flattering.

"Huh?"

After Luo Yiyi heard this, the delicate willow eyebrows flew up directly.

"You're the dead girl, you're a hundred dead girls"

She didn't say a word, and scolded back directly.

"Looking for Death"

Yan Moshuang was furious, forced a breath of aura, put the nail rake on his chest, and was about to kill him.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a cheer appeared.

The figure shook, and a middle-aged woman floated in the void and said loudly: "Gaofu Yan Ink Cream, give up this competition"

This variable was a bit surprising, and everyone was stunned and looked at her.

This is a female baby, about forty, with a headband, and at first glance, it looks a bit like an exterminator.

Yan Moshuang's delicate body trembled, and she hurriedly turned her pretty face sideways and looked at the other party: "Master, I can still fight." ”

"Shut up"

The female infant raised her eyebrows, and her face was full of anger, more like an exterminator.

"Whew"

Yan Moshuang's breathing became even more rapid, and a heavy mist appeared in his eyes.

Admitting defeat to Luo Yiyi is more uncomfortable than killing her.

"Ink Cream, what's wrong with you?"

Nu Yuanying's brows furrowed deeply, feeling that the disciple was too different from usual.

"Master, I didn't lose, I can still fight"

Yan Moshuang said with red eyes.

"You have lost the opportunity and been injured again, and at this moment there are many meridian occlusions on your body, and if you don't recuperate in time, you are likely to leave dark wounds. It's just the first game, if you lose, you lose, and there are still many chances"

Nu Yuanying said patiently, she knew, and the disciple must also know this.

"Master, I really don't want to admit defeat. ”

Yan Moshuang's voice was a little choked.

"No, it's no, come down. ”

Nu Yuanying resolutely disagreed, waved her big sleeves, turned sideways in the void, and waited for her disciple to step down.

Yan Moshuang bit her pink lip hard, and her mood was worse than death.

The master can respect the order, and it cannot be violated.

She glanced at Luo Yiyi very much, and said in a trembling voice: "I admit defeat"

'Wow'

As soon as Yan Moshuang's words fell, the entire audience was in an uproar.

This result was too unexpected.

Because of the fight between the two daughters, it didn't last more than 5 minutes.

The world thinks that although Yan Moshuang has fallen behind, as she said, she can still fight.

The wonderful could have continued, but it died halfway.

It's a shame.

'Snort'

In the uproar, the strong man of Xiandu came to power and announced the result.

At this point, the dust has settled.

Loiyi won this victory, with 1 win, 0 draws and 0 losses for the time being.

As for Yan Mo Cream, it is 1 loss.

More than 1 minute later, Luo Yiyi walked down with Tianyuqin in her arms.

"I won"

After she returned to the Xiaoyao Sect, she smiled coquettishly and was very happy.

"Yiyi, you played well. ”

Li Tengyun suppressed the excitement in his heart and smiled.

"Are there any injuries?"

Yuqin is in love with each other, and directly takes the other party's little hand to look at the other party's situation.

"Master, I'm fine"

Luo Yiyi's delicate body twisted, and her pretty face turned towards Ailang and her sister, waiting for praise.

It is undeniable that her move is really a little girl.

Yun Xian'er was so smart? Suddenly seeing this little idea, she chuckled and said, "Congratulations to my sister on her victory." ”

"Thank you, sister. ”

Luo Yiyi suddenly smiled, and her pretty face turned slightly to the side, facing Ailang.

"Congratulations, Senior Sister"

Wang Yi couldn't help but laugh a little.

Luo Yiyi finally got Ailang's praise, smiled even sweeter, and spit out incense ~ tongue at him mischievously.

Wang Yi saw that she was smiling delicately and sweetly, and she was extremely cute, and her heart couldn't help but flutter, and she wanted to take the other party into her arms, so she felt pity

Just when this guy was thinking about it, a figure fell into his banquet.

It was a teenager with long hair and a shawl.

The boy was very handsome, dressed in red, very eye-catching.

He was slowly walking towards the position of the Xiaoyao Sect.

The breeze blew and blew each other's hair, handsome and extraordinary.

This is a peerless beautiful man.

In a trance, eight words suddenly appeared in Wang Yi's mind: the drama is as thin as a thought.

"February Red?"

Wang Yi couldn't help but mutter.

That's right, this young man in red feels very similar to February Red in the series "Old Nine Gates".

Slowly, the young man in red approached here.

It turned out that he was not alone, and he was followed by two flower-like girls.

Several people immediately noticed it and looked at each other at the same time.

The young man in red looked at Wang Yi and smiled slightly: "Hello, my name is Zhao Feikong." ”