Three fortune boats stopped a few miles away from the center of Lake Yushen and lined up.

Yao Chong's thick voice sounded in everyone's ears, "Everyone, now the competition has officially begun, the competition is a double match, and the old man will randomly select two sets of numbers later, please take the corresponding jade talisman to the center of the lake to prepare for the competition." ”

Hundreds of people on the Sanjo Fortune Boat had different expressions.

Hundreds of jade talismans were upside down in a formation that could block vision and divine perception, and as the old man pinched and directed, the two jade talismans stabbed and pulled the remnants of the Dao Dao into the sky, blooming into brilliant fireworks, and the fireworks swayed out two sets of numbers in the air.

Eighty-nine and one hundred thirty-three.

Chang Xi, who was leaning on the railing, sounded behind him with the dull sound of tiptoes touching the deck, and a rich boy dressed in a slightly fancy dress swept over everyone's heads, raising a fan in the shape of a crane and swaying out of the scene for two or three miles.

After the fancy boy landed on the lake, another red butterfly floated in.

The woman with red sleeves and half of her shoulders is exquisite, dressed in jewelry, and almost no one can see the jewelry on her body, but in contrast, the smooth skin that is exposed to a large area of white porcelain is more refreshing.

The strength of the divine thoughts of the power of the Transformation God Realm can stretch for dozens of miles, which is only a few miles away from the center of the lake, and the every move of the man and woman is not much different from under everyone's noses.

Men and women fight, especially men and women in the face of the skin are always inevitably a few words before the move, the fancy boy is a love field old man who has not touched the leaves in the flowers, and the delicate woman is also a person who can speak and be good at dancing with long sleeves, the two of them are like a couple, after a few big men who can't stand it on the fortune boat shouted loudly, the two finally began to move.

Chang Xi's waist leaning against the railing lifted slightly, staring at it.

In the eyes of the layman, the fancy boy's paper folding fan dances like a Danqing master holding a pen and splashing ink, and the movements are elegant and tight. But if it is placed in the eyes of insiders, in exchange for it can only be scorned, and the useless flower shelf, even if you dance a fan as if you were painting, there is no murderous spirit, isn't it just a show?

On the contrary, it is the "Niangniang" who is full of jewels and has fragrant shoulders exposed, and the five fingers are green and green holding a piece of the artifact whip of the famous tiger tail seedling, the whip method is strange and unpredictable, the tip of the whip dances like a snake letter, it has not yet bounced to the surface of the lake, only exploded in mid-air, and set off a few feet high waves, and there has always been a man between the bed whips who can not be on the table and such a meat joke, but obviously in the hands of this woman just reversed.

A tiger tail seedling is long enough.

Several bold men on the lucky boat laughed and said, "It turned out to be a tigress!"

The long whip made a gesture to lift up the layers of water curtain and poured it on the head of the fancy boy, the son who knew himself did not dare to relax for a moment, and the paper fan with a slightly loose skeleton in his hand turned into a horizontal dance, dividing the entire water curtain into two like cutting paper, and suddenly his heart was cold and went straight to the top of the heavenly spirit, and then looked at it calmly, only to see that there was a snake in the mezzanine of the water curtain spitting letters.

"To die!"

The fancy boy didn't know the way of this woman, and he was whipped straight to the chest at such a close distance, although there was a ban, but if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

In the roar of his heart, the man actually pulled his already stretched arm back to his chest in an incredible short time, and with the next breath, the scarlet snake letter hit the man's chest.

A piercing screech sounded on the lake of the gods.

The fancy boy's face was no longer as calm as before, his arms trembled like chaff, and a folding fan blocking his chest was pierced by the tiger's tail in the woman's hand, less than an inch away from his chest, and he could even feel the cold chill on the head of the tiger's tail whip through his clothes.

Yao Chong on the Fu Boat announced in a loud voice with an expressionless face: "One hundred and thirty-three, Mu Hongyun, win!"

The fancy boy who loses but doesn't lose the battle still wants to say a few more words to the beauty, but who knows that this time the woman doesn't even bother to give half a cent of thin noodles, and the spiritual tiger tail rice is rolled back into her hand, the woman turns around neatly, the jewelry on her body shakes, twists the waist of the water snake and returns to the fortune boat to meditate and rest, some men from big forces have a little hot eyes at the moment, this woman with enough taste is rare.

As for the dejected dancing fan guy, who will take a second look at the defeated general under the skirt.

The battle between the dancing fan boy and the whip woman seems to be lengthy, in fact, it is only a cup of tea to break his fingers, Chang Xi didn't care if Xu Qing was listening, he sank the waist that had just been raised for a while, and said: "This is just an appetizer, not to mention the cultivation of the two people, whether it is the fan or the whip, they have not cultivated the true meaning, in the real fight, these two people don't know how many times they have died." ”

The female sword fairy with a thick nasal voice snorted.

Chang Xi looked at the snow-white sword scabbard on her waist, her face hesitated several times, and finally she couldn't help but say, "Xu Qing, you are a girl, there is no need to learn this kind of sword intent." ”

The white-clothed female sword immortal looked back angrily, glared angrily, and said, "When does the true meaning of our Dongwu Sword Cave Cultivation need you to be more tongued?"

Chang Xi, who knew that he wouldn't cause trouble, was in the mood to slap his mouth, and he knew that Xu Qingxiu was the undesirable sword intent, and he still talked more, wouldn't it be similar to those guys who had a hot face and stuck to her cold ass?

The competition on the lake continues.

With the warm-up of the tiger tail seedlings in Mu Hongyun's hands at the beginning, the monks who were called the jade talisman serial number obviously did not dare to underestimate these tigress-like women anymore, and they fought more and more, and the monks who were not good at close combat and did not want to lose face in front of everyone invariably chose the magic power to fight, and the magic power collided with the brilliant firelight to paint the sky, and for a while, the blue waves on the lake rolled up a thousand waves, and even the lucky boat far from the center of the lake shook slightly.

Chang Xi stared intently at the stalemate battlefield in the center of the lake, his eyes flickering.

Among these hundreds of people, there are indeed many hidden talents, some of the strange Dao techniques that he has never heard of are reflected and intertwined in the sky of the same color as the lake, the power is unpredictable, and the momentum of the qi waves is not weak, he thinks that it will take a little effort to deal with these strange or strange magic spells, let alone those monks who step on the surface of the lake.

As for the arrogant young woman beside Chang Xi, her face did not change and her heart did not beat, she only changed her tone, slightly straightened her two heavy chests, and continued to watch the battle in the center of the lake.

Chang Xi saw the jade hand she held the scabbard and shook imperceptibly.

On another lucky boat, the yin qi boy who stepped on the bow of the lucky boat with his feet was finally as tall as the others, and he didn't pay any attention to the thunderous competition in the distance, but only lowered his head and played with a few green insects caught on the back of his hand from nowhere.

Another competition in the distance came to an end, two jade runes rose into the air, exploding two strings of numbers, the yin qi boy looked at the jade talisman in his other hand that echoed it, the corners of his mouth smiled, his palm suddenly clenched, and the insect in his hand suddenly died and could not die again.