Liu Qingzhou, who was standing on the other side of the ring, was holding a folding fan in his hand and fanning it gently, thinking that no one should dare to challenge it in the second half of the primary, seeing the ice and snow coming to challenge, Liu Qingzhou was not annoyed, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and said: "Girl, be careful." ”

Bing Xue Su held the silver sword in his hand tightly, a pair of phoenix eyes stared at Liu Qingzhou, the slender jade hand was raised, and the silver sword was unsheathed, preemptively.

The silver sword in Bingxue's hand swam away like a silver snake, and the swaying of the ice-blue clothes brought a whirlwind, and the silver sword stabbed directly towards Liu Qingzhou.

Seeing that the silver sword was approaching, the folding fan engraved with the simple green bamboo and pine pattern in Liu Qingzhou's hand quickly closed, the plain blue sleeves fluttered up, the arm was extended, and the iron fan gently slashed across the body of the silver sword, pointing directly at the hilt of the sword in Bingxue's hand.

Liu Qingzhou took the opportunity to step forward, and the tip of the iron fan in his hand collided with the hilt of the silver sword, even if the strength in Bingxue's hand increased, he could not go further.

Ignoring the smile on the corner of Liu Qingzhou's mouth, Bing Xue Hao's wrist turned slightly, the hilt of the sword and the iron fan separated from each other, and then the direction of the tip of the sword reversed, and the hilt of the sword touched the handle of the iron fan in Liu Qingzhou's hand, and then slammed into it.

Liu Qingzhou stumbled slightly, and almost left the iron fan. In an instant, the tip of the silver sword shot straight in, Liu Qingzhou quickly turned around to avoid it, and when he looked at the ice and snow again, a solemn look gradually rose in his eyes, and Liu Qingzhou arched his hand to the ice and snow: "Miss Yan is very skilled, but Liu is disrespectful." ”

"Please also ask Liu Gongzi for more advice. Bingxue withdrew the silver sword and stood in place, his face indifferent.

The breeze blows, the ice blue robe on Bing Xue's body sweeps a corner, like crow ink hair fluttering, the enchanting and beautiful red lips are gently pursed, and the coldness and war intent contained in the eyes reach the bottom of the eyes, like ice and fire, which makes people want to find out, but they can't help but fall into it.

On the competition platform, Liu Qingzhou's hand holding the folding fan gradually retracted, because the folding fan is longer than defense and weaker than attack, he can only wait for Yan Mei Bingxue's attack at the moment.

The ice and snow were as white as jade, and his hands clenched the hilt of the silver sword, his eyes looked directly at Liu Qingzhou, and the toe of his left foot drew an arc backwards, and the cold light flashed, and the sword blade rushed towards Liu Qingzhou and killed him inexorably.

Liu Qingzhou's dark eyes were slightly dark, the sword light in his pupils became more intense, and the silver sword gradually approached, and when the sword blade was close to him, the hand holding the iron fan was gone.

The Xuan-colored folding fan was as fast as lightning, and it struck several times with the silver sword, making a continuous crisp collision sound.

The buzzing of the silver sword was still there, the ice and snow arm sank, the silver sword body in his hand was staggered with the folding fan, and then the wrist was flipped, and the sword body moved with it, holding up a beautiful sword flower.

The iron fan followed and picked it down to fight the silver sword, but the silver sword reversed again, and Liu Qingzhou reacted that he had been hit by the ice and snow in the early morning The timer was already pressed against the chest by the tip of the silver sword in the ice and snow's hand, and the judgment was made.

"Liu lost. Liu Qingzhou's black eyes swept over the tip of the sword that was close at hand on his chest, looked at the dark iron fan that fell to the ground, his eyes gradually dimmed, and he bowed his head and admitted defeat.

Yan Yunbei, who was always paying attention to this battle situation in the high pavilion, saw this scene and nodded slightly, with a smile on his face.

"General Weilie, Ling Ai is really a woman who doesn't let her eyebrows!"

Early in the morning, the officials of the DPRK and China, who heard that the General's Mansion had also participated in the big competition, had been closely observing the movements, and when they saw that Yan Mei Bingxue had won the first game, they all gathered around to congratulate them.

Yan Yunbei smiled: "False praise, false praise." ”

After Liu Qingzhou got out of the ring, the people around the ring were still stunned for a long time and couldn't ease up, and their eyes were almost shocked.

At this time, a sudden sound of breaking wind sounded, and the woman's arrogant laughter came from the opposite side of Bing Xue: "Who said that women are not as good as men, Miss Yan, Fengtiannan Xiaoxue came to learn a lesson from you." ”

Bing Xue looked at the other side, and there was a woman in red standing on the stage, the woman's green silk was draped and hung straight down the waist, her hair was only lightly tied by a red hairband, her bewitching red lips were upturned, her eyes were full of smiles, her eyes were like silk, and she was charming. Nan Xiaoxue is like a green jade hand holding a red umbrella, but the red umbrella is surrounded by sharp thorns, making the beauty more like a thorny rose, charming and dangerous.

The audience immediately set off an uproar, and those who had heard of Nan Xiaoxue looked at Nan Xiaoxue with the same fear in their eyes.

"Who on the rivers and lakes doesn't know that Nan Xiaoxue, the lady in red, has attracted countless heroes to bend their waists with a red umbrella ......"

"It seems that this Yan girl is going to stop here......"

Bing Xue's eyes were cold, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and her eyes swept over the red umbrella in Nan Xiaoxue's hand, using the umbrella as a weapon is something that most people who practice martial arts will never think about. However, the umbrella looks soft, but its attack power is not weaker than the sword, and its sharpness and sharpness are immeasurable.

The Ice and Snow Silver Sword shot out and stabbed at Nan Xiaoxue's hand holding the red umbrella impartially, bringing a gust of wind.

The red skirt flew, blooming a gorgeous red lily in the air, the dark red umbrella handle left his hand, avoiding the silver sword of ice and snow, and the red umbrella swirled and fell in the air, returning to Nan Xiaoxue's hand.

The silver sword was like a snake that wanted to wrap around Nan Xiaoxue, Nan Xiaoxue took a step back, the red umbrella suddenly retracted, and stretched forward with the red umbrella, the tip of the sword just touched the tip of the sword, and neither of the two could advance for half a point for a while.

Nan Xiaoxue touched the ground on her toes slightly, and with the force in her hands, she forced the ice and snow to take a few steps back one after another, as if she was crushing.

Ice and snow stretched out his arms and spun under his feet, narrowly avoiding the sharp tip of the red umbrella, and the ice blue sleeves brushed against the tip of the red umbrella, leaving a shallow scratch.

Nan Xiaoxue took advantage of the victory to chase into the air, and her bright red lips hooked up a bewitching smile, which amazed everyone in the audience. The red umbrella was stretched out again, Nan Xiaoxue wore a red long skirt fluttering, like a red butterfly dancing in the air, the umbrella handle took off her hand, and simply spun and flew towards the ice and snow.

The ice and snow heels quickly turned, and a lower waist dodged in time, and the red umbrella spun above the ice and snow, and flew back without encountering obstacles.

Bing Xue a silver sword and the red umbrella handle collided, seeing that the red umbrella lost its balance and was about to fall down, the skirt of Nan Xiaoxue's red skirt standing on the side bloomed, and the jade hand stretched out to hold the red umbrella again, and the sparkling eyes of the water were filled with a touch of fierceness, and the red umbrella in the palm rotated violently, and the wind became louder and louder.

Hit by the heavy force of the red umbrella, Bing Xue took a few steps back and almost fell into the ring, and a mark was fiercely rubbed between his feet and the ground, and the tip of the silver sword slammed into the ground to stabilize his body.

The red umbrella is coming, the silver sword in his hand is still shaking in the aftermath, the ice and snow lips are pursed, a storm is brewing in the phoenix eyes, the slender ten fingers thrust the silver sword into the ground, the stone rock is cracked, the silver sword body stands firmly in the stone rock, and then the ice blue clothes blow the ground, the ice and snow hand tightly grasps the hilt of the sword, the body is in the air, close to the ground, and the sword body rotates at high speed with the axis of the sword body.

A red shadow floated in the sky, and the ice-and-snow blue robe in the low sky next to the ground formed a whirlwind under the extreme rotation. The red umbrella floated over the blue whirlwind, but it still couldn't hit the target, the speed of the red umbrella's rotation gradually slowed down, and the attack power had lost the momentum of the party, and the speed of the whirlwind in the low altitude had no tendency to stop at all.

The smile on Nan Xiaoxue's charming and beautiful face gradually solidified, her red dress swayed, and she wanted to take a step forward to stop it, but the whirlwind wind brewing by the ice and snow was strong, Nan Xiaoxue stepped forward and tried several times, but finally couldn't get any closer.

Suddenly, the ice and snow body rose rapidly, the toes hooked the handle of the red umbrella, and stopped with the red umbrella, when standing in the ring, the ice and snow were dizzy in his brain, and he used a slight force in his hand, and the red marks in his palm were oozing a trace of blood, and he put the red umbrella away with one hand, and pointed at Nan Xiaoxue, who had no weapon in his body with a sword in one hand, and looked at Nan Xiaoxue with sober eyes: "Miss Nan, admit it." ”

Nan Xiaoxue was slightly stunned, a pair of amorous eyes bent in the blink of an eye, took the red umbrella handed by Bing Xue, and smiled with red lips: "Yan Mei Bingxue, if he says goodbye to you one day, I will definitely compete with you again." After speaking, Nan Xiaoxue flew out of the ring, and her figure was very chic.

In the next three rounds of confrontation, although Bing Xue lost his physical strength in the previous two competitions, he was not affected at all, and the winner was determined within three moves, and as a matter of course, he directly qualified for the second half of the preliminary round.

As soon as Bing Xue stepped out of the ring, a person shouted "Bing Xue, you are amazing" and ran towards her, and Bing Xue stopped when she heard the sound.

The orange figure was approaching, Zi Ruo looked at the ice and snow with a look of admiration and pride, as if she was honored, Zi Ruo blushed with excitement and said: "Bing Xue, I watched the competition between you and them just now, I really... Why are you so powerful, that whirlwind you just now is really beautiful!"

Bing Xue smiled helplessly, seeing that her beautiful face was full of admiration, and there was faint starlight in her bright big eyes.

"Bing Xue, you are so powerful, you will definitely be able to pass the primary election of Dabi smoothly!" Zi Ruo said with a determined face.

The ice and snow eyes swept over the high pavilion, and the slender hand slowly clenched into a fist, once again igniting the fierce battle intent.

In the Yunpin Palace, Linhua stared at the broken jade pendant that was clenched in his palm, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his crimson lips: "Ice and snow, I always thought that there was nothing in these six realms that I couldn't get from Linhua, but now I'm really afraid... I'm afraid I'll never see you again. ”

The door of the main hall was pushed open, the Dharma Protector made a gesture to the attendants, and plates of delicacies were served up in turn, and the Dharma Protector slowly walked to Linhua and persuaded: "Demon Monarch, please eat." ”

"Get out! Get out of this seat!" Linhua Xuanse's wide sleeves flicked, and a burst of mana struck the people who came in, and the Dharma protector was only knocked to the ground due to his own strength, and the others were all thrown out of the hall.

The Dharma Protector stood up from the ground, knelt on the ground and pleaded: "Many things in the demon world are still waiting for the demon monarch's decision, please invite the demon monarch to eat." ”

Lin Hua's eyes that looked at him contained unspeakable pain, and then gradually turned into a decadent and godless: "This seat has not even been able to protect his beloved woman, how can you let this seat protect this demon world......

The Dharma Protector said: "Demon Monarch, do you love the Phoenix God so much?"

"She's the life of this seat...... Do you say that this seat loves her......" Linhua closed his eyes, feeling the warmth of the jade pendant in his palm, and the corners of his mouth provoked a gentle and friendly smile.

"Then if your subordinates tell you the whereabouts of the Phoenix God now, can the Demon Monarch promise your subordinates to cheer up?"

"What are you talking about!" Lin Huaxing's eyes opened suddenly, and his sharp eyes swept towards the Dharma Protector.