A huge city lord's mansion, as far as the eye can see, the sky is clear, and the wind is blowing, it seems that the way of heaven also knows that today is a special good day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fifteen talented men, men and women, have thousands of manners, and they are different. It was like the stars holding the moon, gathering the warm eyes of hundreds of thousands of cultivators in the audience.

Bai Hong coughed, stepped forward at the right time, and said with a smile: "You are all amazing talents in the world, no words are enough to praise one or two, and Bai Hong will not be so nonsense." But please take a step forward, as soon as the bell rings, the void will fall with strange snow, and there are numbers from one to fifteen and fifteen hidden in the snow flakes, and if you hit a snow flake with a number, that is the order in which you are about to play. One person can only pounce on one number, hehe, then, everyone, please. ”

After explaining, Bai Hong immediately waved his sleeves and retreated.

And as soon as he retreated, with the sound of the bell, the sky immediately twisted in a circle, and the sea of clouds churned into a whirlpool, and in an instant, as soon as the sky was bright, there were snowflakes of strange shapes scattered and floated down one after another.

Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, but not all snowflakes have digital paper rolls, but this snowflake only floats in the air and never falls to the ground or melts, but it is very chic. Just asked fifteen male nuns who broke out of the sea of blood in the sword mountain to fight the snow together, and that appearance couldn't be chic at all.

The corners of Lu Zheng's eyes twitched, it was really hard to imagine the scene of a big man jumping into the snowflakes, such a wicked design, he might as well wear a skirt to flutter butterflies. But when you think about it, it seems that whether it is snowing or butterflies, it shouldn't be done by him as a big man.

Lu Zheng was being tortured by his own open brain hole anytime and anywhere, and suddenly saw that several male nuns and nuns on the side had already pounced without hesitation, and they really pounced, kicking back with both feet, spreading their hands, and grabbing their fingers.

A few female cultivators are graceful and lovely, and as soon as they pounce out, their ten fingers fly and pat, which is quite elegant and wonderful. However, a few sturdy male cultivators on the side, the tyrannical action of the tiger pounced, and the ten fingers of the fierce fanning fan, pounced around, and they were very chilling and terrifying.

"Poof. ”

Suddenly, someone in the audience burst into laughter.

The remaining few people on the stage took a breath and pounced without much delay.

No one wants to pounce slowly, and in the end he became the first person to die.

Suddenly, fifteen male nuns flew over and over, like a dragon, their bodies flashed a few times, and the snow flakes fluttered.

Some people are stupid, and some people are smoking.

It's really different for male nuns, and the postures of snow-fighting are also very different, domineering, elegant, awkward, and ridiculous. For a while, it made those young talents who couldn't come to the stage secretly breathe a sour sigh.

Lu Zheng raised his hand a few times, but he didn't know how to move, and the little dirt bag under the stage was not afraid of embarrassment.

"Daddy pounce, daddy pounce!"

Lu Zheng really had the urge to hit his head on the snowflakes in the sky, and with a roll of his eyes, he simply went to see how Ant Clothes and his two friends pounced.

As a result, I was shocked when I saw it.

Dugu Ant's body flew out in an instant, but it only stopped in mid-air, did not move for a long time, suddenly raised his eyes, the tail of his eyes was only swept slightly, and immediately, three or five demon cultivators opened their palms and pounced, and then obediently put their hands in front of Dugu Ant.

Dugu Ant casually glanced at it, picked out a piece of snowflake that looked like a pine and cypress, barely pinched it to her fingertips, and with a little force, the snowflakes broke silently, falling out of a small rolled paper, she was not in a hurry to unfold it to look at the numbers, but slowly turned around and handed Lu Zheng a slightly smiling look.

Lu Zheng's heart immediately felt a little crisp, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses, and suddenly remembered that he still had no gain, so he hurriedly turned his head to look at Qiu Chi and Mo Zifeng.

Ant clothes such a domineering side leakage snow fighting method, in a short period of time, he can't learn.

Looking at Qiu Chi and Mo Zifeng on the side, there is no gain, but both of them work hard.

Mo Zifeng wore a cyan robe, shaking the painting fan of the mountains and rivers, the most smiling, full of the appearance of a swinger brother playing in the garden, from time to time he reached out to pick up a snowflake, crushed it to see if there was a paper roll marked with numbers, and there was no harvest in the middle of the ring, so he changed his way and took the fan instead, in addition to the slightly gentle movements that made people see goosebumps, but also elegant and chic.

Qiu Chi was more domineering, directly grabbed the ankle of a graceful female cultivator flying in front of him, shook the ground, and took the female cultivator's body and threw a large snowflake down, and then, this guy also knew how to make the best use of things, grabbed the dizzy innocent female cultivator, and commanded others to pick up snow and pinch snow for him, so he didn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, except for him, there was no one left.

Lu Zheng closed his eyes, and as soon as he opened his eyes again, he combined the snow fighting methods of Mo Zifeng and Qiu Chi, and with a swing of the Flowing Fire Sword, he forced a head to emerge from the sword body, and the rest of the body was honestly stored in the space of the sword body. Immediately, he held this strange long sword with a head at the tip of the sword, jumped over, the long sword swept, and the sound of the mountain stream was like a stream, the effect was amazing, and a large circle of snowflakes was swept down, not to mention, the puffing air bag was still bitten in his mouth.

Lu Zheng raised his eyebrows and smiled, pinched the piece in the mouth of the qi bag, and with a little force, he was lucky, and there was a small paper roll in the broken snowflakes.

"Bastard!" was scolded by Qi Bao, bit Lu Zheng's finger, and disappeared again in a rage.

After another stick of incense, the fifteen cultivators on the stage all hit the paper scroll with numbers, and some cultivators were in a hurry to open the paper scroll, but none of them hit the number one.

Those who opened the paper scroll secretly rejoiced, and those who didn't open it kept praying.

Bai Hong stood under the stage with a smile, and did not urge, but only said: "You can light up the numbers in your hands to the bottom later, and you can do it." ”

It seems that the number of Dao Demon Martial Arts is going to be fully disclosed. As for how much longer it will be, there is no clear rule.

Lu Zheng is not a procrastinator, at this time he has slowly unfolded the paper scroll in his hand, and after a while, a big red "one" word jumped into view.

The corners of Lu Zheng's mouth twitched immediately, he never thought that the person who finally won the first person to die would actually be himself.

In the distance, Lin Yuangui always paid attention to Lu Zheng's movements, and when he saw that his face was not good, he immediately paid attention, and when the fifteen cultivators dismantled the paper scroll, everyone took a step forward to show the numbers in their hands, and he was the first to look at Lu Zheng's hand, and saw a big "one" word, which immediately made him feel overjoyed and laughed. (To be continued.) )