On the stage.

Murong Feng smiled and said, "Senior Sister Bai, please first." ”

He wasn't a particular person, he could see some clues from the last battle with Fang Liang, but this time he could be a little more particular, and from seeing Qing Daoming's flattery in the face of the white frost, he already understood that this woman's status should be much higher than his self (shēn).

What's more, this white frost is not Fang Liang, just an unknown little girl, how much strength can she have, so why not let her let go.

Hearing this, Bai Shuang slowly walked towards Murong Feng.

Murong Feng smiled even more when he saw this, this little guy doesn't even know how to fight, right?

Bai Shuang stood still in front of Murong Feng (shēn), and with a flip of his little hand, a short sword was held in his hand.

When they saw this short sword, everyone in the audience was in an uproar, and the power of this short sword was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

It is also strange to say, the last time Murong Feng took the pill to fight Fang Liang, the students of Luo Tian Academy were all upset about Fang Liang, but last time when Bai Shuang took out the short sword to win lightly and won many resources, not many people made a fuss about it.

I don't know if I was amazed by the strength and talent that White Frost showed before, and I couldn't think about it for a while.

Afterwards, some people mentioned the incident in retrospect, and felt that it was unfair, not only did it not set off much of a storm, but was drowned in the saliva of everyone.

For example, Lingwai, the party who was defeated by the white frost, woke up and felt unhappy and lobbied around to squeeze the white frost.

But he was shot back by many people, "What if there is some injustice? Bai Shuang is just a ten-year-old child, and his cultivation age is far less than that of you with the help of some external forces!"

"You're an adult, and you're not ashamed to be so scheming with a child!"

"White Frost's talent is far superior to yours, and it is only natural that it should occupy more resources!"

Under the tide of the general trend, those unfavorable remarks against the hoarfrost were swallowed up, and it is unknown whether there were some people pushing it.

Straight to the point.

When Murong Feng saw Bai Shuang take out a short sword, he still didn't care in his heart, how powerful a childish boy could be with a sharp blade.

Bai Shuang continued to move forward with a short sword in his hand, but Murong Feng still looked careless.

Bai Shuang didn't care about this, anyway, she was left with some hands and feet, otherwise she would have to work hard to limit Murong Feng's speed to get close to such a close distance.

When the two were less than a meter apart, Bai Shuang launched an offensive and stabbed Murong Feng's (xiōng) chamber with a sword.

The speed at which Bai Shuang suddenly erupted startled Murong Feng, but fortunately, there was still a lot of distance between him, and even if Bai Shuang was so close, he himself would be negligent (qíng) and it would not be difficult to avoid this sword.

Murong Feng's awkward twist (shēn) was able to avoid the sword, but Bai Shuang's wrist flipped and the blade of the sword turned sideways.

Murong Feng had calmed down at this time, and he no longer dared to take it lightly, but he found that even if she had concentrated all her strength in the face of the white frost, she still felt extremely uncomfortable, and she would dodge it if she jumped up diagonally.

At the same time, a cold light appeared in his hand, and a snow-white long sword was already in his hand, and a sword was pulled out.

Bai Shuang greeted him with a short sword, Murong Feng was happy in his heart, judging from Bai Shuang's performance just now, this little girl is also a strength that has just entered the acquired realm, such a hard shock will definitely lose, he seems to be able to see the short sword in Bai Shuang's hand being shocked out of the (qíng) scene.

However, the next development was completely different from what Murong Feng expected.

I saw that the white frost short sword slid out two inches along the long sword at the moment when the long sword touched, and then walked with the strength of the long sword, and the next moment, the long sword in Murong Feng's hand was actually opened by (dàng).

As a result, the door in front of Murong Feng (shēn) was wide open, and the flaws were revealed.

Bai Shuang's toes lightly rose into the air, and three swords were drawn out in a row, as if three swords were coming out at once, drawing three deep scars on Murong Feng's face.

"Ahh

Murong Feng was like an injured beast, his eyes were red and there was a fierce light, and at this time, he didn't care about what to spare, and directly slashed out several splits in the air.

Qing Daoming's face in the audience changed drastically, and he rushed up wildly, this Murong Feng was crazy, and he warned him in every way not to be heavy-handed, how could he dare to act like this!?

Bai Shuang's gaze was certain, and the toe dot (shēn) shape actually rose three feet high out of thin air, and several invisible true qi that was as sharp as a knife all fell into the air.

Murong Feng picked up his sword and the wind whistled and slashed straight into the middle of the white frost, as if he wanted to split the white frost in half from top to bottom.

There were ripples in Bai Shuang's calm eyes, a kind of (qíng) emotion (dàng) in it, that was anger, even she could not remain calm in the face of this matter.

Anger returned to anger, but it did not affect the pace of the white frost, and the short sword in his hand was even dotted in the same place on the sword (shēn) of the long sword.

Bai Shuang's little hand trembled a little by the domineering force, and the short sword in her hand was not taken off, but it also shook the long sword, and the oblique sword edge was flattened, and she landed on the sword (shēn) with one foot, and rushed towards Murong Feng with her strength.

Thanks to Murong Feng's anger just now, he consumed most of his true qi power, otherwise Bai Shuang would not be able to deal with it so easily.

Murong Feng punched Bai Shuang's face door, but Bai Shuang stood his short sword in front of (shēn) as he had expected.

"Ahh

A scream that was even worse than just now suddenly sounded.

Bai Shuang pulled the short sword out of Murong Feng's fist, bringing out a large amount of blood and a few broken bones, which she couldn't avoid and was splashed with blood.

The stinky blood was stained with the whole (shēn) white frost, and he continued to attack, and the sword (shēn) shot out horizontally and slapped straight at Murong Feng's side face.

"Bang!"

After a loud bang, Murong Feng flew out with a whirlwind (shēn).

Bai Shuang still felt that he was puzzled, and he stepped on Xuan Ao's inexplicable steps, and in an instant, the short sword in his hand slapped Murong Feng again and flew out in another direction.

Bai Shuang still had no intention of giving up, and continued to pursue, using his sword (shēn) to slap Murong Feng around like a ball.

After continuing to shoot a few times, this process had to be interrupted, because Qing Daoming, who was in a hurry to stop, had already arrived, and he couldn't help but feel a thrill in his heart when he saw Bai Shuang using Murong Feng as a racket, and he felt panicked when he looked at Bai Shuang's harmless face, and then endured the discomfort in his heart and came forward to stop Bai Shuang.

The anger in Bai Shuang's heart was almost out, and he did what he wanted.

In fact, not only Qing Daoming, everyone in the audience felt a chill in their hearts after seeing the scene on the stage, this little girl who seems harmless to humans and animals is really ruthless!

Fang Liang trembled, and said secretly in his heart: "In the future, I will not make Bai Shuang angry." ”

Zhang Sa was quite different, he didn't feel any discomfort about Bai Shuang's approach, he was carefully recalling Bai Shuang's every move when he responded to Murong Feng's attacks a few times.

After recalling it dozens of times, I was amazed in my heart, every blow of the white frost seemed to hit Murong Feng's weakest point, supplemented by those unpredictable moves, to create such a seemingly one-sided situation, but in fact, it was not.

White frost danced on the tip of the knife, and if he was not careful, he would die on the spot, and Zhang Sa was amazed by such a bold way of fighting.