readx;?“ In the first game of the top 20 competition of the Chufeng Conference, Chu Li won!"

The ship is far from being the one of the ghost knots

After the gray-shirted old man announced the results, Chu Li and Leng Yu both walked out of the ring, and everyone was either pensive or amazed, with different expressions. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Leng Yu's performance on the stage is remarkable, and his elegant body is believed to be a headache for many martial artists, but Chu Li's performance was once again unexpected by everyone, and it was not until this battle that everyone found that his speed was not inferior to his strength at all, so he was evaluated a few points higher.

Under the ring, the deadly ghost sword was still cold at night, holding the sword without saying a word, beside him, the faces of Feng Mo'an and Xi Yunfan were somewhat unsightly, it seemed that Chu Li was very jealous, but Yu Luoning's eyes were always on Ye Duxing, and the hot gaze couldn't hide the strong love, but compared with the lack of interest, it was really speechless.

Mu Han smiled bitterly and retracted his gaze, and turned to ask the lone star beside him: "Third brother, if you are against this Chu Li, what are the chances of winning?"

Lone Star was silent for a while, then sighed and said, "Forty percent at most." ”

"Is it only forty percent?" Mu Han thought for a while and said, "With your current attainments in dragon swordsmanship, there should be more than that, right?"

Lone Star raised his sword eyebrows and said: "If there is no battle today, my chance of winning is at least sixty percent, but after seeing that his speed is also so good, I can have a forty percent chance of winning is already overestimating myself, you must know that this is not as simple as one plus one, and it is obvious that Chu Li did not go all out in this battle, as for how strong his real combat power is, until the last moment, I think no one can say." ”

Hearing what he said so seriously, Mu Han suddenly fell into contemplation, and at this time, the voice of the gray-shirted old man sounded again: "In the second game of the top 20 competition of the Chufeng Conference, Feng Mo'an is against Xiao Chong!"

Before the words fell, a figure in the crowd suddenly stepped into the ring like a wild goose, it was Feng Mo'an who looked around with a cold expression, until a young man in white was late, people's eyes shifted to him again, and a hint of playfulness suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"White clothes in the sword, Qiu Fangshuo. ”

Lone Star said the name faintly from his mouth, and said with a faint smile: "This battle may be more interesting." ”

"Luo'an Seven Swords, Undefeated Crazy Sword Chu Li, Deadly Ghost Sword Walking Alone at Night, Shadowless Swordsman Feng Mo'an, Flowing Cloud Evil Sword Xiyun Fan, Sword Cang Butterfly Rain Luo Ning, A Sword Mo Ran in the Sky, and Qiu Fangshuo in White in the Sword. ”

Speaking of this, Mu Han also unconsciously hooked the corners of his mouth and said: "Although the rankings are in no particular order, but the strength will eventually deviate, one is the white cloth in the sword, and the other is the shadowless swordsman, which one is better?"

Throughout the beginning of the Chufeng Conference, this is the first time that Luo An's Seven Swords have both appeared, so his indifference as if he was walking alone at night couldn't help but be aroused, and he looked at it lightly.

At this time, the white-clothed Qiu Fangshuo in the sword had already taken out his sword, and smiled at the shadowless swordsman Feng Mo'an and said, "Brother Feng, please." ”

However, it was Feng Mo'an who answered him with a cold snort, and then he took one step, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely solemn, and an invisible sword momentum spread, so suppressed that everyone was almost out of breath.

The enemy is not the only one

"What a strong momentum!"

Mu Han couldn't help but praise, with his cultivation is naturally fearless, but those who are weaker in cultivation are uncomfortable, after coming into contact with this sword momentum, his face became pale, and beads of sweat from his forehead continued to slide, at this moment, the life-killing ghost sword Ye Duxing frowned, and the next moment, with him as the center, a stronger sword momentum erupted from him, quickly engulfing Feng Mo'an's sword momentum like a tiger pounced, and the momentum of slaughter suddenly disappeared, and everyone's faces gradually returned to normal.

"This hand is not only as simple as dissolving the opponent's sword momentum, but also does not affect others, the control of one's own sword momentum has reached a point where it can do whatever it wants, this deadly ghost sword is very strong!" Mu Han commented with a solemn face.

"People who can compete with Chu Li, no matter how weak they are, how weak can they be?"

Lone Star only smiled faintly at this, obviously judging the strength of Night Alone.

Seeing this scene, Feng Mo'an stood on the stage and let out a cold snort, looking at Ye Duxing's eyes with a faint sense of provocation, as if hinting that he should not be nosy, but as everyone knows, Ye Duxing actually smiled for the first time after feeling Feng Mo'an's hostility, but that smile was full of disdain, obviously laughing at his incompetence.

Realizing that he was being despised , Feng Mo'an's heart suddenly burned with anger, but Yu Luoning, who was standing next to the night lonely, covered her mouth in disbelief, and immediately looked at the night lone with a little deep infatuation in her eyes.

"Walking alone at night, one day, I will let you kneel in front of me like a dog and wag your tail and beg for mercy, your good life is destined to last long, hum!"

Feng Mo'an thought hatefully in his heart, and suddenly there was a faint sound of breaking the air in his ears, he subconsciously turned his head, but only saw a flash of sword light in front of him, it was actually Qiu Fangshuo who didn't know when he had killed in front of him, he couldn't be lazy, he immediately pulled away, and at the same time didn't see how he moved, there was already a transparent long sword in his hand, blooming with colorful light under the scorching sun, it was extremely bright at this moment, but it was hidden infinite killing intention, and as soon as it came out of the sheath, he fought coldly with Qiu Fangshuo.

"Qiu Fangshuo, it's ridiculous that you also want to compete with this young master!"

While the long swords of the two were frozen in mid-air and stalemate, Feng Mo'an suddenly sneered at Qiu Fangshuo and said with disdain.

Qiu Fangshuo's expression was always indifferent, and he smiled lightly when he heard this: "Compared to the sword in your hand, Brother Feng's unforgiving mouth may be more fearful. ”

How could Feng Mo'an not be able to hear the irony in his words, his face turned cold, and he said angrily: "I think you are looking for death!"

Before the words fell, he suddenly shook the long sword to break the deadlock, and at the same time rushed to Qiu Fangshuo's body in one step, and quickly stabbed out thirteen swords in his hand, but one sword was more tricky than a sword, and a sword was faster than a sword.

Since he can be ranked into the Luo'an Seven Swords, the white-clothed Qiu Fangshuo who is known as the sword is naturally not a general, seeing this, he does not dodge or dodge, the long sword shakes out several sword flowers, and then the number of sword flowers increases to dozens, when he shakes it for the third time, the number of sword flowers can no longer be seen, giving people a feeling of incomparable, but none of them no longer reveal their murderous intentions, almost instantly, Qiu Fangshuo manipulated countless sword flowers to meet them, and launched a fierce duel with Feng Mo'an's sword shadows in the sky.

When!when!

The enemy's hatred is cold, the enemy is cold, and the enemy is cold

The sword flower collided with the sword shadow, and for a while, the sound of collisions in everyone's ears continued, and the explosions were endless.

In the blink of an eye, the sword flower and the sword shadow disappeared, only the two figures were left criss-crossed, and it was difficult to give up in the field, a few breaths, the two had fought dozens of times, all kinds of exquisite sword moves emerged one after another, but no one could help anyone, from the perspective of strength alone, the two were comparable, and the competition gradually evolved into a tug-of-war.

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