"Now I announce that the first competition will officially start by the little fairy vs. the flower butterfly. No matter how serious the lazy tone of the morning and twilight is, there is a hint of charm, and the person has already floated off the round stage, leaving the two people on the stage one blushing with shame, one blushing angrily, and the laughter from the audience.

The young man pursed his thin lips and arched his hands: "Flowers and ghosts again." ”

Chao Du sighed, how can this flower butterfly sound good~

Chenyue returned the salute: "Please advise." ”

"Offended!" Hua Chongying snorted softly, the peony fan in his hand was his weapon, the figure was extremely fast, leaving only a bells and whistles afterimage, the morning moon white silk flew over, and the body was also smart, I have to say, this is a very good-looking competition, as if appreciating the excellent dance of the two dancers.

The peony fan went straight to the door, and the white silk swam like a snake around the arm, exerting force on each other, and there was a stalemate for a while.

Chenyue's left hand was not idle, it was a very soft white silk, but it was suddenly stretched straight, like a stick and a spear smashed towards the top of the head of the flower ghost, and the colorful feathers on the head of the flower ghost bent over, but he was in danger, his body leaned forward and pressed down, pulling Chenyue's body to lean forward, the two of them almost put their heads on their heads, and at the same time kicked their right legs from back to up, the whole body showed a vertical word, and the soles of his feet collided with Bai Aya.

Bai Aya regained its softness in an instant, wrapped around the right leg of the flower ghost, and the flower ghost's right leg was extremely flexible to turn, twist, wrap, and fall in one go, turning defense into offense, as the right foot fell, Bai Aya was trampled on the sole of the foot, Chenyue's left arm was pulled with a creak, and had to let go of the white silk wrapped around Hua Lang's right arm, the person was already in a somersault above the head of the flower ghost, and fell behind the flower ghost, the arm flicked, Bai Aya rolled, and the shocked flower ghost raised his feet, and the remaining strength was endless, both of them took two steps back, and they all did not move, looking at each other cautiously。

Some clapped their hands, others booed.

Hua Ghost's eyes slanted slightly downward, his eyes were full of anger, seeing that the time was coming, these eighteen pillars had not yet reacted, and it seemed that it would not work if he didn't fight.

I made a decision in my heart, and it was a trick to make another move.

"The wind is in full bloom!"

The flower bones of the flower ghost eyebrows bloom suddenly, the demon is absolutely gorgeous, the feet walk in formation, the dancing fan blows the wind, the wind clips the flower shadow, and in an instant it is overwhelming, heading towards the morning moon.

The wind is like a knife, seeing the traces of being drawn on the round platform, the stone chips are flying, and the flowers are chaotic, for a while, the morning moon can't tell where the deadly wind knife came from, and the skirt has been cut a piece, and it flies down the round platform with bright red blood.

Chenyue's expression was solemn, and the impermeable wind of the white silk dance was protected in front of her, but a strange fragrance kept wafting into her nose, which actually made her breathing begin to be disordered.

I didn't feel good, so I quickly held my breath.

Seeing that it was a gradual retreat, at this moment, the stone pillar of the whip to the sky flashed, and there was a phantom of a bamboo steel whip in front of Chenyue, and the wind knife dissipated in front of it.

A trace of dazedness flashed in Chenyue's eyes, but the flower ghost on the opposite side clenched the handle of the fan in shock, pursed his thin lips and pursed again, and continued to attack unwillingly.

"This is the soul of the Martial Pavilion. Weng Ran looked at the eighteen pillars of heaven, it seemed that it was really not about winning or losing, but about luck, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart.

Twilight glanced at the time and was about to go on stage to announce the results.

The wind knife is still useless in front of the phantom of the bamboo steel whip, and the flower ghost is constantly attacking like crazy, and the twilight has fallen on the stage, and is about to stop the flower ghost, when suddenly the phantom of the bamboo steel whip trembles, and the small mouth of the twilight opens and exclaims: "Wow~"

Hua Ghost finally stopped attacking, and happily looked at the four gold-clad phantoms standing in front of him, and the corners of his mouth were forcibly suppressed.

Two similar weapons, facing each other, with great coercion.

The people behind the weapons looked at each other, one friendly, the other prickly.

"Now I announce that you can both advance to the next round, and send the soul back. At some point, there was a delicate double-sided flower drum in Chaodu's hand, and as he spoke, he knocked it three times, and the phantom of the soul disappeared.

"Thank you, twilight," Chenyue said unnaturally.

Chao Du pinched her face, looked at the flush of that face, a wicked smile flashed in her eyes, but she said with a smile on her face: "Good performance, go back and rest, recuperate, and come back tomorrow." ”

"Thank you, farewell. ”

Chenyue almost ran away from the stage, and the person disappeared directly.

Chao Dusk smiled more and more, until there was a sound around him, and then he turned his eyes to look at Hua Chongying, and asked with a surprised face, "Why don't you leave yet?"

Hua Chongying's mouth opened and closed, and in the end he only said goodbye, and then hurriedly stepped off the stage, but he was imposing and left with a cold face.

The difference between the treatment of beautiful women and beautiful men is a bit big, and some people can't help but feel scarlet in their hearts.

The next ones on the field were No. 3 and No. 4, but until the end of time, the eighteen pillars of Babel did not react, and the two stepped down in a huff.

After that, there were five groups in a row, but there was no movement, and even one group almost lost their lives, and the blood-stained round platform was not favored.

"On the fifteenth, the sixteenth came to power. ”

Two women who look exactly the same and dress exactly the same come on stage, the only difference is that the one on the left is plumper, the one on the right is taller, a pair of sisters, it is a good show, and everyone watches it with relish.

Above the top floor of the Martial Pavilion in the rear, Gu Qingcheng retracted his gaze: "Master, go back, she didn't come." ”

"Love, this is a trial you haven't gone through, and it's also interesting to take a look. ”

"Yes. ”

Although Gu Qingcheng looked at the past, his mind was in a trance, why did you come to Xuzhou but didn't come here?

The woman on the left on the stage spoke: "Sister, don't be merciful~"

"Naturally, let's do it. As soon as the words fell, the tip of the sword was already approaching, and a strand of long hair on the sideburns was cut off by this sudden sword wind.

"Sister, I'm sorry~"

"It doesn't matter. ”

My sister replied, and just as she was about to make a move, the soul of the sword in front of her had already appeared, and she heard countless shocks, this is too fast, what kind of fairy figure is this, I can't help but look at that sister, and I can see a great shock in her eyes.

"My sister is really lucky. ”

The younger sister said that the offensive continued, and it became more and more aggressive, but all the attacks were so ridiculous before the instrument soul, and the sister after that didn't need any action.

"Time is over, stop attacking. ”

Morning and twilight came to the stage, but her sister turned a deaf ear to her words, and the attack became more and more urgent, and her sister stared at her without blinking, but she couldn't see what she was thinking.

But the authority of the morning and dusk is not allowed to be challenged, so the hand is patted on the double-sided drum, and the sword weapon soul that has been only defending and not attacking suddenly launched an offensive, only one move, and even few people present can see it clearly, the crisp sound, the sword in the sister's hand fell, the palm of the hand was bleeding, and the person had fallen off the stage.