Wang Lao responded calmly: "Just give my student a practice, too weak opponent, I'm afraid I won't be able to stimulate her potential." ”

I saw Liao Fang's scimitar cut through an arc, Mao Shanshan dodged, the blade slashed on the fence, and the vines were split into two sections. But soon they were reconnected, seemingly endless, and inexhaustible. Liao Fang's moves did not stop, and the scimitar went straight down and slashed towards Mao Shanshan. Mao Shanshan picked up the Bai Ling Sword from his hand and provoked it from attacking. Liao Fang used a Heavenly Monarch-level technique—the sword shadow danced wildly, each sword light was fierce and powerful, as if cutting through the air, and the swift knife light formed a densely woven knife net, wrapping Mao Shanshan tightly. Mao Shanshan knew that she couldn't dodge, so she could only hard-connect. Swinging the sword with both hands, he slashed out two sword qi and swept into the knife net, but as soon as he touched the knife net, he was bounced away by the sharp knife momentum. Mao Shanshan clenched her double swords and resisted stubbornly, and as Mao Shanshan shouted, the knife net was pushed away and disappeared into the air. I saw that Mao Shanshan's forehead was already beading with sweat at this time, and it seemed that she had used a lot of strength.

Liao Fang glanced at it and sneered. She continued to attack with a knife, and it seemed that the best was yet to come. Liao Fang flashed behind Mao Shanshan, the knife momentum showed the momentum of wind and thunder, which was irresistible, and the sword shadow was also extremely agile and weird. The moment Mao Shanshan turned around, she sensitively sensed the momentum of her knife, grabbed the gap at a glance, and dodged it.

"You don't just know how to hide." Liao Fang said, sneering.

Mao Shanshan also seemed to be stimulated, and the double swords waved a gust of wind, forcing Liao Fang back again and again with a random slash.

"What the hell is your messy swordsmanship?" Liao Fang said with a knife and with difficulty.

Mao Shanshan ignored it and continued to attack.

Yuan Yi kept watching from the side, and said to himself: "The tricks of the two-handed sword are like this, it seems that there are no rules, but in fact, there are rules to follow. ”

Cui Lao also sighed in the audience, "Come to think of it, I haven't seen two-handed swordsmanship for many years." ”

Mao Shanshan's sword was as thin as a cicada's wings, and with a snort, it passed by Liao Fang's left arm, and then raised her hand to face, the sword light grazed Liao Fang's jaw, cutting a thin hole in the collar. The next moment, another sword stabbed Liao Fang in the chest, and Liao Fang jumped back to dodge.

At this time, Liao Fang seemed to be angry, holding a scimitar in her right hand, and slashed at Mao Shanshan's left arm, which was blocked by Mao Shanshan with a sword. Liao Fang smiled, and her left hand suddenly stretched out, snatching Mao Shanshan's right hand sword with extremely swiftness and wonderful techniques.

"This is Liao Jiabao's ghost hand, it seems that Liao Mingjun's old guy really values this girl." Wang Lao said lightly on the side.

Cui Lao waved the pu fan in his hand, "Just say that you don't have to be so confident." ”

Liao Fang grabbed it with another ghost hand, and his left hand was in the shape of a tiger's claw, flashing in front of Mao Shanshan's eyes, and pinching Mao Shanshan's neck, Mao Shanshan was pinched breathlessly, and her eyes were red. Mao Shanshan glared at Liao Fang angrily, and red marks had clearly appeared on her neck. It wasn't until this moment that Mao Shanshan realized that she was so close to death.

Yuan Yi and the others in the audience had already clenched their fists and couldn't wait to rush forward.

Wang Lao was shocked, "I am willing to gamble and lose, don't you understand this, do you need me to teach you?" Wang Lao looked at Mao Shanshan in the ring with some concern, "Shanshan girl, if you admit defeat, you raise your hand, I guarantee that no one will hurt you again." ”

Liao Fang pinched harder, "I ask you, admit defeat or not." ”

Mao Shanshan blushed, but still refused to raise her hand to admit defeat, which made everyone in the audience very anxious.

Wan Xiaomiao in the audience panicked and shouted, "Liao Fang, stop quickly." ”

At this time, I saw that Mao Shanshan's body was in flames, and with a bang, Liao Fang exploded. Mao Shanshan's whole body was covered with red flames, like a burning man. Mao Shanshan jumped up, and the flames on her body burned violently.

Liao Fang was already frightened, and hurriedly picked up the full moon scimitar.

Elder Cui couldn't help but step forward, "Innate spirit body? Old fellow, you've hidden a lot of treasures. ”

Wang Lao laughed on the side and said, "So I said, my little guys' future achievements will not be worse than Fu Le." ”

"Xiang Lao is fortunately not here, here he is estimated to be angry with you again." After Cui Lao finished speaking, he looked at Mao Shanshan on the stage, Liao Fang at this time really didn't necessarily have a chance of winning.

Mao Shanshan swung her double swords, and at this time, the swords were already covered with flames, and she immediately drew an arc in the air, piercing in front of Liao Fang like lightning. Seeing this, Liao Fang struck a Heavenly Monarch-level exercise-crescent slash, and the crescent-shaped slash suddenly reached Mao Shanshan's body, but as soon as it touched Mao Shanshan, it disappeared into the flames. Everywhere Mao Shanshan went, she left a mark of flames. Although the move was blocked by Liao Fang, the next trajectory can be said to be unpredictable, and it cannot be captured at all, and it is in front of Liao Fang in an instant.

Liao Fang roared angrily, "It's endless." ”

Liao Fang jumped on the fence, it was useless, a blow of flame, the vines that formed the fence were burned to the ground, and they could no longer grow at all.

The person in the audience who used the wood technique was also suddenly startled, and the wood technique that the power of the flame forced him to exert at all.

Liao Fang clasped his palms together, "Sand Technique—Sand Dance." ”

The flying sand formed a wind that blew towards Mao Shanshan, but was blocked by the flames.

"Your students aren't impatient either, rare attributes." Wang Lao praised.

Cui Lao shook his head, "It's a pity that I encountered a natural spirit body. ”

Mao Shanshan kept condensing the fireball at this time, hitting Liao Fang, and was dodged by Liao Fang. Liao Fang stabbed the tip of the knife into the ground, "Sand Technique—Sand Blade." The fine sand formed a large knife-like shape, cutting Mao Shanshan's waist in half.

Everyone in the audience, except for Cui Lao and Wang Lao, widened their eyes, revealing a look of horror, and Liao Fang on the stage also snorted coldly.

But unexpectedly, Mao Shanshan's body quickly healed together, threw the double swords in her hands at Liao Fang, knocked Liao Fang off guard, and fell out of the ring. Mao Shanshan didn't stop, but jumped up, raised her flaming fist, and hit Liao Fang.

Cui Lao waved a fan and blew Liao Fang away. At this time, Wang Lao flew a meditation mantra towards Mao Shanshan, and as the spell was recited, Mao Shanshan slowly returned to its original state.

"Alright, let's stop. Sansan, you won. Elder Wang walked over and fed Mao Shanshan a Qingxin Pill as he spoke.

Tang Yidan ran over and helped Mao Shanshan, who was a little weak, up. The Qingxin Pill that Wang Lao gave to Mao Shanshan can purify the anger in the body and restore physical strength.

Mao Shanshan glanced at Liao Fang, "Have you taken it?" ”

Liao Fang didn't speak, tears couldn't help but flow, turned his head and ran away.

"You go take care of it." Cui Lao looked at Liao Fang's back, and also knew her temper, so he hurriedly asked another girl in the class to chase after her and take care of it.

"Cui Lao, I'm sorry, I won a small game." Wang Lao looked at Cui Lao with a smile and said sarcastically.

Cui Lao really had a good temper, he wasn't angry at all, he just didn't say a word in a dull voice.