The sword light was like electricity, and in an instant, it swept through the short gap between Xu Yi and Hu Meier.

Xu Yi's moves may not be very subtle, and he didn't even learn all the Xue Qi styles, but although his swordsmanship is concise, every slash and stab has been tempered thousands of times!

Hu Mei'er's mind was blank in an instant, Xu Yi's sword, the cold killing intent on it, cold as snow, strong as wine.

"Good!"

After Ying Yi on the high platform saw this sword, he couldn't help but praise and said: "This kid is so decisive, but it is suitable for the development of my shadow stream!

"......"

The sound of the skirt breaking sounded softly, and Xu Yi's sword deflected when it was about to pass through Hu Meier's heart, and it slashed through Hu Meier's fragrant shoulders like electricity, picking up a light veil.

The coolness of the skin on her shoulders made Hu Meier recover from the shock, and she hurriedly flew back, widening the distance between herself and Xu Yi.

"How is that possible?!"

Clutching the shoulders of her torn dress, Huille didn't care whether she was gone or not, but her eyes widened in disbelief: "How can you not be bewitched by my dance?!"

Faced with her questioning, Xu Yi shook his head with some pity and said, "Alas, it's a pity that people are not allowed to kill people at the martial arts meeting!"

Drops of blood flowed from his sword-holding hand to the ground from his palm prints, and although he said pity, the expression on his face remained unchanged.

Hu Meier's pupils shrank, Xu Yi's sword just now only broke her clothes, and did not hurt her at all, the blood dripping from his palm and the blade of the sword was clearly Xu Yi's own!!

Hu Meier's heart moved. She finally understood how Xu Yi could break free from the confusion of her own dancing dance. He used his hand to grasp the sharp blade of the sword when everyone didn't notice, and used the severe pain to break free himself from the intoxication!

After the palm is injured, can you still use such a decisive and ruthless sword as just now?

In her heart, she no longer had the slightest contempt for Xu Yi in front of her, she understood that even if Xu Yi's internal strength cultivation was weaker than her. But in the life-and-death struggle, she is not necessarily the one who wins.

Just like Xu Yi just sighed, it's a pity that people are not allowed to be killed in the martial arts!

If it weren't for Xu Yi's initiative to deflect the sword blade at the last moment, then the current Hu Mei'er would already be a cold corpse.

"Why don't you hurt me?"

Staring at Xu Yi in front of her, Hu Mei'er said suspiciously: "Even if you can't kill people at the martial arts meeting, I'm afraid it's not difficult for you to abolish my arm with that sword just now, right?"

"How can there be so much for what?"

Xu Yi waved his hand, took out a snow-white linen bandage from the storage bag, and wrapped it around his bloodied right hand.

"I'll come up. It's just that he wants to prove that he listened to the Snow Sword Sect and proved himself. It's not that you can win the Valley of Hundred Flowers if you waste it, and you can do this kind of thing, so don't do it if you can. ”

Hearing Xu Yi's indifferent words, Hu Meier pursed her lips and didn't make a sound.

After Xu Yi began to pretend to be a pig brother to attack Luo Lingshan, not only her, but many people in the audience thought that this guy was a villain with a slippery head to the extreme, no lower limit, and shamelessness.

But now I want to come. At the end of the day, Xu Yi's sword blade was stained with blood. But it was his own blood!

From beginning to end, he didn't hurt Luo Lingshan and Hu Mei'er at all!

To win, but without losing principle.

Such a person, even if he can't be called a gentleman, is he a villain?

Needless to say, I am afraid that everyone already has the answer in their hearts.

"If you really want to pursue Lingshan. Maybe I can say a few nice things for you. ”

The corners of her mouth outlined a chuckle, Hu Mei'er stroked her hair and said, "But for now, let's continue to fight!"

After speaking, Hu Meier no longer gave Xu Yi any chance to play tricks, and rubbed herself directly. The golden light shimmered between the ten fingers, and the ten finger cuffs made of pure gold shimmered with a terrifying cold light.

Hu Meier is proficient in dance skills, so her reliance on the enemy is also a kind of hand-to-hand combat skills, she was confident that under her own dance, Xu Yi categorically has no possibility of resisting, so she does not want to show her fighting skills.

The colorful skirt is fluttering, Hu Meier's cultivation is already much higher than Xu Yi, and after his best soft skills are displayed, Xu Yi is suddenly difficult to parry, and the long sword is waved out of thin air, but it is difficult to form an effective attack or defense.

Ten minutes later, Xu Yi was snatched and bullied into his arms by Hu Meier, as if he had been hit by the eighteen falls of his clothes, and was slammed out of the ring by Hu Meier's skill, and fell out of the ring in a slightly embarrassed way.

"Is it done?"

Getting up, Xu Yi straightened his clothes, Hu Meier obviously had a good impression of him, so he just threw him out of the way, and didn't make a heavy hand.

"You kid is in the limelight, okay, I'll try my best!"

patted Xu Yi's shoulder with a big grin, Zhang Quan didn't have any psychological burden.

Xu Yi is right, the two of them took the stage today to prove themselves, as for victory or defeat, since ancient times, heroes have not been judged by success or failure!

"Listen to Zhang Quan of the Snow Sword Sect, come and learn!"

Jumping onto the main battle platform, Zhang Quan clenched his fists and said loudly.

"Hmm. ”

Hu Mei'er didn't say anything, raised her hand again, and beckoned: "Come on, fight quickly!"

Hu Meier's face was calm, although she felt okay about Xu Yi's character in her heart, but Hu Meier really didn't dare to compliment his strength, so after defeating Xu Yi, she didn't have much hope for the next Zhang Quan.

"Please!"

Zhang Quan burst into tears, and then his originally loose cuffs and trouser legs were suddenly tightened, and a brutal and strong aura suddenly rose from his body, like a beast.

Hu Mei'er's face flashed with a hint of discoloration, and then she shook her head, and the strength in her hand surged, rippling out the rhythmic true qi around her, which was also the reason why she was able to easily throw the enemy out of the ground.

But this time, when she deceived Zhang Quan's side again, two palms in a row did not shake Zhang Quan's body!

"Violent steel body!!"

There was a terrifying explosive power hidden under the muscles on his body, Zhang Quan snorted, and then said coldly: "I'm sorry, Miss Hu, I practice physical arts!"

"Not good!"

Hu Yi'er's face changed suddenly, no wonder her previous two palms were without any achievements, it turned out that the reason why Zhang Quan's internal strength cultivation was not high was actually his major, and it turned out to be the art of refining the body!

This method is especially suitable for the cultivation of those who are born with divine power, and ordinary monks, if they use it properly, can naturally achieve something. And the most coincidental thing is that after cultivating physical skills to a small success like Zhang Quan, for a person like Hu Meier who is good at using skill, he is really a natural nemesis!

The steel body, in hand-to-hand combat, is as immobile as a mountain, can be attacked and defended, and the advantage is too great.

"Hu Mei'er, you can't win me!"

A confident smile appeared on Zhang Quan's face, in addition to his internal strength, the strength of his physical body was endless, and the sound of qi and blood surging was like a great river of the Yangtze River, providing him with terrifying strength.

......

After fighting unbelievably for a long time, Hu Meier retreated to the side panting, and from beginning to end, Zhang Quan's footsteps did not move for more than half a minute, not moving like a mountain, and the momentum was like a rainbow!

If you practice the legendary hegemon in the future, then you will not be weaker than the cultivation of the advanced inner monks, there was once a generation of strong people who could not cultivate internal strength to practice the hegemon, crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, it is said that they also broke through the vast beast mountain range, and went to the world outside the mountain!

"I throw in the towel!"

Jumping out of the ring unwillingly, Hu Mei'er pouted angrily, she didn't expect that the Snow Sword Sect would have a person who had cultivated into a steel body, and her physical skills were restrained to death, so she had to retreat.

"Hehe, it's interesting, but the steel body is not invincible at the same level, and it's up to me to solve him!"

Another woman in a white dress floated out of the Valley of Hundred Flowers, her clothes fluttering, like a fairy from the Nine Heavens, without a trace of human fireworks.

"Little girl Sleeve Lotus, come and learn the power of Senior Brother Zhang's violent steel body!"

Accompanied by the words of the sleeve lotus, among her long sleeves, two silk silk also flew out, curling beside her, lining her with all kinds of charm.

However, he didn't know what Lu Dao was for, and in the face of the beautiful woman in front of him, Zhang Quan's strong confidence couldn't help but be a little shaken.

One thing descends one thing, his bursting steel body restrained Hu Meier's physical skills before, but now, among the girls who seem to be in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, there is another master of refining his body! (To be continued......)

PS: Questions about updates...... In fact, many book friends complain about the slowness, but to be honest, two shifts a day is not a small amount for a non-full-time writer like me. First, I am a handicap party, and secondly, there is no way, I can't support myself by writing books alone, so this can only be done as a hobby, you forgive me.

In addition, let's talk about the update time, so let's think about it for a while, and tentatively set it to be one at eight o'clock in the morning and one at eight o'clock in the evening, and the difference between before and after is no more than ten minutes. Unless something urgent happens, it will not change, and it should be a hope for everyone.

Well, so be it.