Before the morning glow rises, the Seven Star Courtyard has ushered in the last small competition of the year. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Every time the top ten of the small competition can go to participate in the four houses at the end of the year, this is the last chance for those who have not been able to get to the top ten before, everyone is desperate, so the last small competition of the top ten every year is particularly fierce.

Fang Xiaozhou was a little speechless and held a tag of his own, shook his head and sighed. His number is No. 1, the first place in the top ten has not been obtained, and the first place in the draw has arrived first, and he doesn't know whether to cry or laugh.

There are lists on all sides of the ring announcing today's schedule, Fang Xiaozhou's name is the first one on the top, the lower line is connected to the 39th Mingxin, and the right is connected to the right, the upper and lower rows, 76 people are all on it, obviously this first round of the game is ready to be completed in one day.

With the sound of the bell ringing for a while, Fang Xiaozhou immediately walked into the ring, and the feeling of being watched by the black students in the audience made his heart a little fluttering, listening to the reminder of the red sleeves in his mind, he hugged his fist to the Ming Xin who had memorized a picture scroll like a word seller: "Xiaozhou below, please advise Senior Brother Ming!"

Mingxin returned the salute with a smile: "Brother Fang, please first!"

Fang Xiaozhou hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no, Senior Brother Ming, please first!"

The audience coaxed: "You can't fight yet! What nonsense?"

Mingxin was stunned for a moment, nodded, pinched the mantra with his fingers, and a sword light flew out of the scroll behind him, shaped like an arrow, and hit him in a straight line.

Fang Xiaozhou suddenly remembered something, and secretly scolded himself for forgetting to buy a spiritual weapon in his hand, and at this moment, it was not good to directly reveal the hole card of the Nine Netherworlds, so he simply probed into it, sensed the trajectory of the sword light, and dodged it upside down with his hand, which attracted a round of applause from the audience, making him quite complacent.

Ming Xin didn't expect him to be able to dodge, and he was a little surprised in his heart, so his trick changed again, so one after another sword light rushed out of the picture scroll, hovering in the sky for a while, turning into more than a hundred suspended sword shadows, aiming at Fang Xiaozhou and smashing down!

The whole body of Xiaozhou below was covered, and everyone said that his next step must be to bombard the sky with a spell, or use a spiritual weapon to protect himself, but they saw that Fang Xiaozhou's whole person turned into an afterimage, shuttling back and forth in the rain of swords, and there was not a sword light that could wipe his body!

"Boom!"

Dodging the last sword light from time to time, Fang Xiaozhou had palpitations: "Red sleeves!

Red Sleeves said happily: "How can you practice if you don't do this?" The four phases of the butterfly dragon, the priority and urgency, each phase must be comprehended in actual combat, this person is taking the path of combo, which is just used to practice the butterfly dragon rush phase!"

They are still communicating, and the students in the audience are already boiling.

"That's Senior Brother Ming, he's the top twenty on the last Seven Star List!"

"I recognize this move, Xuan-level magic, tragic song building!"

"Xuan-level spells can also be hidden? What kind of body technique is this, I remember that the body technique and Dao technique in the library building are not like this, right?" someone asked.

A person on the side laughed at him shamefully: "Look clearly, that's a third-order Dan master, how can you be a poor sour person like you? There is no library building, of course you can buy it outside, as long as you have money, what kind of Dao skill can't be bought? Look at this posture, I'm afraid it has to be a Xuan-level Dao skill!"

Mingxin stabilized his mind, stood with his hands tied, and did not immediately attack, although the power of this tragic song was not large, it was the most convenient spell he used, and the imitation magic weapon behind him, the Xuanjie spirit weapon "Drunken Lake City" complemented each other, and it was bought by chance, and it has always been unfavorable.

"Brother Fang is very good, but I don't know if I can take this trick!"

As soon as he spoke, his hand turned violently, and for a while, there was a damp and viscous feeling in the air, and Fang Xiaozhou only felt that there seemed to be many invisible tentacles under his feet, trying to restrain him.

Looking at Ming Xinxiang in front of him, with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed and still reciting words, Fang Xiaozhou was shocked and at a loss for a while, and asked helplessly in his heart: "Red Sleeves, what does he want to do?

The red-sleeved barefoot girl was floating in the sea of knowledge paddling in the water, but it was really difficult for her to find such a way to play, and replied at this moment: "What else can I do?"

Fang Xiaozhou's Yuan Magnetic Sword swirled, cutting off those invisible restraints, and his body slowly slid towards the side.

"Cut, just like this, if you have to stand in place and talk for a long time, even if it's for nothing, then ......"

Red Sleeves heard that he suddenly stopped talking and asked, "Then don't learn it?"

Fang Xiaozhou withstood the viscous resistance in the air, and smiled: "How can it, something like this, although it is a little stupid, but if you learn it for free, I still have to learn it!"

Mingxin finally finished chanting at this moment, his eyes opened suddenly, and there was a faint blue light flowing. He pointed his finger to the sky, his face was gloomy, with a sad and compassionate look, and the picture scroll behind him rushed into the sky with a "brush", which unfolded in an instant, and the aqua blue light covered several ranges in front of him, and he shouted loudly!

"Long song should cry!"

A blue glow that covered several feet suddenly shot out from the scroll, like a flash flood!

"Wow!"

As soon as the blue pillar of light left the scroll, it suddenly dispersed, as if it was being choked by the throat, and Ming Xin looked at the ground in a daze.

This...... What about people?

There was a commotion in the crowd under the ring, and Ming Xinxiang suddenly felt something, only to feel a strong wind coming from behind him, and he couldn't care about anything else in a hurry, and his body exploded to protect his body!

As soon as he turned his head, what caught his eye was a pitch-black sole of his foot, accompanied by countless black sword qi!

"Smack!"

A big footprint was imprinted on his face! After all, the qi condensed too late, and the part of his face was almost defenseless, and he was immediately kicked and rolled away.

Fang Xiaozhou maintained a sideways and diagonal kick posture, whistled happily, handsomely dusted his legs, and then slammed on the ground, rushing out like thunder, and even the air was trampled out with a sonic boom!

The four phases of the butterfly dragon!

Mingxin turned over more than a dozen times in a row before stopping, his heart was extremely ashamed, and he was about to get up, when suddenly a shadow appeared in front of him, it was Fang Xiaozhou who had rushed to it and kicked it out again.

Mingxin was horrified in his heart, he was caught off guard again, and hurriedly crossed his hands to hold his head, and at the same time, the painting scroll of the drunken lake city brushed down and attacked Fang Xiaozhou, trying to force him to save him.

This can definitely change the current situation of being passively beaten...... Mingxin thought secretly, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and even the divine thought that controlled the scroll was broken, and he was kicked sideways and floated out of ten meters, and the glittering sparks rubbed between the qi and the solid ground of the ring.

"Boom!"

Mingxin was furious, his palm flashed on the ground and turned over, and he was about to recall the scroll, but his body was still spinning in the air, and he suddenly saw a big face, it was Fang Xiaozhou who smiled at him!

"Not good!" Ming Xin shouted that it was bad, and sure enough, Fang Xiaozhou quickly kicked him on his waist, and countless gray-black sword qi emerged from Fang Xiaozhou's legs, constantly bombarding Ming Xinxiang's body protection qi, and Ming Xinxiang was kicked away again!

He was still in the air, and he had already made up his mind after thinking about it, he must distance himself from Fang Xiaozhou as soon as possible, and manipulate the magic weapon to fight with him from a distance, and he must not be in a hurry to get close to him!

However, the hope of a clear hope was dashed.

This time, before he even landed, he was already being chased by Fang Xiaozhou and kicked again!

It's still the waist, it's still a familiar kick, it's still a familiar spin and fly out!

Mingxin wants to cry without tears, how can this be fought? This move of his own mistake, he actually has no chance to fight back, although he has a gang qi to protect his body, so it doesn't hurt at all, but looking at the edge of the ring that is getting closer, Mingxin has a bad feeling.

"Hahaha, Fang Xiaozhou, how is it, this is a good way, isn't it?, but why do I think it's a hooligan to be used by you like this!" Red Sleeves exclaimed happily.

Fang Xiaozhou devoted all his energy to controlling the flow of spiritual power around his body, how could he pay attention to her, his feet left the ground again, and instantly caught up with Ming Xinxiang, who was flying in the air, and lifted his foot lightly against his waist, and those qi were suddenly useless.

The slow phase of the four phases of the butterfly dragon is the best at overcoming rigidity with softness, attaching all things without force! Especially when used at this time, it has a miraculous effect!

After unloading the power of Ming Xin's rebound towards the protective body, the spiritual power on Fang Xiaozhou's feet suddenly went berserk, and countless Yuan Magnetic Sword Qi rushed out, and finally exhausted the last trace of spiritual power in the sea of qi, but at this time, it was less than three meters away from the edge of the ring!

Fang Xiaozhou stepped out and laughed: "Haha!