Chapter 176: Beiyi is drunk with dialogue

Anyway, judging from the current situation, Mu Yang feels that it is not very likely that Hao Xiaobao and Beiyi are likely.

It seems that this Wu Dynasty is determined to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and at this moment he also chose the Beiyi Dynasty.

In the women's group, Wu Dynasty did not have any advantage, and Beiyi won three games in a row.

The man's side is not about the same, after Wu Yi went up, he didn't use the strength of Yuan Ying, but suppressed the cultivation, constantly pumping death qi into their bodies.

When they die too much, they naturally lose the ability to fight.

Mu Yang calculated, there are still some interesting games now, which are undoubtedly tomorrow's Fengyi Dynasty vs. Jiaochuan Dynasty, and Wu Dynasty vs. Haoyue Dynasty.

It's not impossible to play other games, but now there is still the ability to fight, and there should only be these two games left.

Even the three Demon Emperors on the high platform were sighing.

"It was supposed to be a team competition, but now it has become a solo show, and the most excessive thing is that the participating teams of a certain dynasty, if they take out any individual, they can be worthy of the main force of other teams. The Old Demon Emperor sighed.

Li Dahe also echoed, "That is, a team like Chen Dynasty simply destroys the balance of the game." ”

“......”

Everyone glanced at him, reluctant to continue.

In fact, since the end of yesterday's competition, these demon emperors have already seen the results of this competition.

The rewards of this contest are not just the first and second dynasties in name.

The nominal First Dynasty could occupy most of the resources of the Demon Clan's commercial trade, and the latter two families were secondary.

Families with the highest rankings can quickly increase their national power.

It's just that if the Northern Wilderness Dynasty wins the first place this time, I don't know if it will move back to the Middle Dynasty.

Mu Yang noticed in the previous conversation with the old dragon man that the old dragon man actually had some such hope in his heart.

But this is also understandable to Muyang, after all, the Middle Dynasty has always been the hometown of the old dragons, and the feelings of missing their hometown are also understandable.

After Mu Yang came here to be a tool man, he actually had to settle the general account with the Zhong Dynasty.

When the two and a half saints are added together, this account has to be calculated, and it has to be counted if it is not counted.

After the day's game, until midnight, Su Jian picked up an envelope from the door, and there was only a letter in the envelope, and the handwriting on it was very beautiful.

probably wrote about 2,000 words, how to be sorry for Long Xiaoxia and hope to make up for her and so on.

You don't have to think about it, you can know that this letter was sent by Beiyi.

There was really no way to do it at night, so Mu Yang was kidnapped by Xiaoqing and went to Long Xiaoxia's room, and then gave Long Xiaoxia his hair with anger.

As a result, as soon as she got her hair out, Long Xiaoxia took revenge, grabbed Mu Yang and beat her, the reason was nothing more than that Mu Yang watched her be bald for an afternoon.

In the morning, there were a few more meaningless fights, and it was finally the turn of the Jiaochuan Dynasty and the Fengyi Dynasty in the afternoon.

Today's Beiyi did not wear the long skirt before, but wore a martial arts suit, but it also looked unique.

"Hey, it's really a flat river. Mu Yang couldn't help but sigh, and was pinched by Xiaoqing just after he finished speaking.

However, Bai Drunk here seemed to have been beaten out of the psychological shadow by the person with the long sword, and he took out his big knife as soon as he came on the field.

"Game on!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them clasped their fists with each other.

This time, Bai Zui really didn't have the slightest support, and said with a vigilant face, "Sister Fengyi, you and Sister Xiaoqing, who is more powerful?"

"I don't know. Beiyi spoke indifferently, and then walked over slowly with a sword.

"Let's not rush to fight, let's talk first, isn't it? Bai Zui took a few steps back with a big knife.

"Don't talk. ”

"No, with everyone's strength, you will definitely look up and see you in the future, if you don't chat and fight like this, how embarrassing it will be when you meet in the future. ”

"That's not good. Beiyi said.

It's hard to believe that such a person secretly put a letter outside their inn in Muyang last night.

The two people on the field started to chase and run, and then from time to time they exchanged two sentences.

Although the two did not start fighting for more than 10 minutes, the audience watched it very interestingly.

After all, both of them are the most outstanding beauties in this competition.

"Are the two of them each performing their own tricks?" Mu Yang looked back at the old dragonman.

The old dragon man was looking at the situation on the field with confused eyes, and Mu Yang shouted twice, but he didn't respond, so he simply stopped shouting and watched the game next.

A long time has passed, but the two of them are just going in circles, the audience doesn't want to wait, and the two people on the stage don't want to wait.

Bai Zui is also very anxious now, after so long, his charm has not been traced on the other party's body at all.

And she doesn't know the reason, the more anxious she is, the more she feels in her heart, the more afraid she is of the woman without breasts in front of her.

Bai Zui suddenly stopped on her hind legs, and she seemed to realize that the other party was not only not affected by her own charm, but she seemed to have fallen for her charm.

After realizing this, Bai Zui's heart was cold, and he first flipped his wrist and picked up his golden wire ring knife.

The drunken knife technique is peculiar, not like a person carrying a knife, but like a knife leading a person, and the person follows the knife.

Beiyi naturally knows this, and before the match between her and Xiaoqing, Beiyi saw it all in her heart.

It's just that Beiyi's original tricks are not the same as Xiaoqing's, and her method of stepping forward to interrupt can't play as well as Xiaoqing's.

Bai Zui slashed out two knives in a row, and with the power of the rebound, the power was accumulating little by little.

When it came to the third move, Beiyi gave up Xiaoqing's method, not that it didn't work, but it had little effect.

Rather than doing this, it's better to use your own swordsmanship.

Beiyi didn't hesitate at all, and immediately changed his moves, and the long sword in his hand was like an ethereal ribbon, and he actually avoided Bai Zui's move, so he rushed towards Bai Zui at a strange angle.

Bai Zui kicked his big knife with his foot, changed the position of his big knife, and happened to meet Beiyi's move again.

Since the trick didn't work, he simply used hand-to-hand combat to win.

Bai Zui didn't believe that if he only relied on his own cultivation, he would not be able to fight a monk in the Jindan stage.

From the outside, Beiyi's moves are serious succubus moves, very dexterous, and they don't take the road of fighting demons like Bai Drunk.

But after an attack, every sword of Beiyi could be blocked by the seemingly slow broadsword.

In the previous battle between Bai Zui and Xiaoqing, Mu Yang hadn't seen what Bai Zui's strength was, and he didn't have a clearer understanding until now.

"Uncle Xiaoqing is still strong. Mu Yang couldn't help but say.

"I can't say that, if I talk about fighting with Beiyi, it may also be the result of winning and losing. Xiaoqing said helplessly, "You fight with Hao Xiaobao, that's a real win, but I'm not the same as Bai Drunk, on the one hand, I want to be afraid of her charms, and on the other hand, I also take advantage of her weapons and moves......"

"Who's the weapon, and why are you taking advantage of him?"

"Listen!" Xiao Qing glared, "I can just interrupt her at the right point in her hair, and if she is patient, I may not be able to win if I keep fighting, and the golden wire ring knife she is holding is slower than my lighter long sword, so I can take the advantage." ”

"What about Beiyi, isn't it also a long sword? Why does it seem that Bai Drunk has taken the lead. Mu Yang pointed to the battle situation on the stage.

"Beiyi usually relies on exquisite sword skills to defeat opponents, but you see Bai Zui and her knife, the knife is almost as wide as hers, like a shield to protect her behind, in this case, the exquisite sword skills are useless. ”

Beiyi on the stage is not unaware of this situation, judging from her previous performance, she is also a very decisive person, since her long sword can't play any role, she simply took a few steps back and took out two strangely shaped long knives from the storage bag, the long knives have no handles, and they look very strange.

Beiyi pressed the long knife on the side of the long sword, and it was stuck in it seamlessly.

After these two knives were pressed together, the long sword turned into a large sword.

"This is ......" Mu Yang's eyes widened, "Oh my God, the final fantasy, this is too handsome......"

Beiyi tied the cuffs and trousers of her clothes tightly, and a heroic spirit emanated from her.

Beiyi kicked his sword with his heel, and the big sword flipped up with this momentum, turning into a full moon and slashing at Bai Zui.

"It's a bit powerful, isn't this a move to get drunk in vain?" Mu Yang swallowed and foamed.

"Indeed, if she were a war demon, I don't know how terrifying it would be. Xiaoqing nodded.

Mu Yang subconsciously glanced at Hao Xiaobao on the side with his eyes, and saw Hao Xiaobao's eyes looking at Beiyi on the stage, looking fascinated.

"It's hopeless. Mu Yang shook his head.

After Beiyi changed the big sword, he collided with Bai Zui several times, and the more Bai Zui fought, the more he wanted to cry, and the few times he collided, her hands had been shocked to numbness, plus Beiyi's charm was located, Bai Zui threw the sword several times, and the desire not to fight, but he was endured by himself.

Bai drunk gritted his teeth while fighting, his heart was full of grievances, and he gradually fell behind.

"Doesn't her hand hurt?" After another collision, Bai Zui's hands were already trembling a little, and he couldn't even hold the knife.