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www.xSHUOTXT.Com () "This ......" The masked girl shook her head with a chuckle, and said disapprovingly: "Is this entrusted by the master, or is it the help of Xian'er who begged her father." ”

"Why?" Yan Qingyu looked at the masked girl in confusion, as if she wanted to see something from her god. She teasingly nodded the masked girl's forehead and asked, "Hehe, do you really want to marry the winner?"

"Don't worry, the little sister still has a hand!" the masked girl said playfully, blinking her left eye mysteriously.

"By the way, why did your master want you to come out and fight?" Yan Qingyu asked. With her understanding of the masked girl, the girl in front of her would never be so sloppy, and there must be something unspeakable in this.

The masked girl lowered her eyebrows in embarrassment, and after a while, she shook her head lightly and said apologetically: "Sister Yu'er, you can't say it now, but you will understand later." ”

"Well, I'll not ask. Yan Qingyu's voice changed, she looked at the ring thoughtfully, and said with a smile: "The person who saved me just now is quite handsome, and that body is definitely not below you." Definitely not the average person. ”

"Well, maybe it's him who the master wants Xian'er to come to!" The masked girl's eyes flickered, and she looked preoccupied.

"En!" Yan Qingyu frowned slightly, and her face was a little worried, and she reached out and patted the back of the masked girl's hand a few times.

The competition was in full swing in the ring, and almost all those who lost ended up seriously injured. When he entered the ring, he had already signed a covenant of life and death, and it was already a blessing to be able to save his life.

Strange to say, the rustic young man surnamed Wu miraculously defeated the young master of the Lei family. If you want to say that the people of the Lei family, all of them are not weak in martial arts, but they were beaten by the strange fists and kicks of the young man surnamed Wu and fell out of the ring, which caused the onlookers to laugh more than once.

And Qiu Yeyu's opponent is a man in gorgeous clothes who is as strong as an ox. After the battle began, the attack of the man in Chinese clothes against Qiu Yeyu could be described as thunderous, and there was no room for his hand.

The young man in Huafu made ruthless moves, and every move attacked the key point of Qiu Yeyu, and his skills were not weak.

However, every move and style of the young man in Chinese costumes hit the void, not to mention that knocking down Qiu Yeyu was not even touching a corner of his clothes.

Qiu Yeyu seemed to want to hide his strength, and his expression was unbearable. Every time he dodged, he happened to dodge, and he looked a little lucky and struggling.

In the end, Qiu Yeyu struck a knife on the shoulder of the young man in Chinese costumes, and the seemingly strong young man in Chinese clothes fell to the ground under such a simple move. In the eyes of others, it was a young man in Chinese clothes who accidentally fell and fell unconscious, but Qiu Yeyu won the competition by luck.

It can be said that the eight defeated people were the least injured in this person, and they can be said to be unscathed except for being knocked unconscious, which is also the result of Qiu Yeyu's mercy.

The sixty-year-old man's sorrowless and joyless god Sè actually had a cold-blooded taste, and he did not have any mercy for those who lost the competition.

In the sound of people's urging, the sixty-year-old man seemed to have a feeling and turned around to look at the names of the eight people who had not been crossed out on the silk cloth, and said unhurriedly: "The second round of the competition is still the last round of the winning number of the adjacent two by two, and the order of the competition is carried out in order from large to small. ”

"The first game of the second round, Qiu Yeyu Gongzi, Xue Caiwen Gongzi, you can start. The sixty-year-old man glanced at Qiu Yeyu with deep meaning, turned around and left the ring competition area.

Immediately after, the other six also silently stepped out of the battle circle, silently raising their eyes to watch their every move, so as to understand their opponents.

"Qiu Gongzi, right? Xue Caiwen, please advise!" Xue Caiwen bowed his hand politely, but there was a lot of disdain in his words.

In the competition, Qiu Yeyu defeated the opponent with a heavy weight, but in Xue Caiwen's opinion, it was not worth mentioning, and he didn't take Qiu Yeyu to heart.

Qiu Yeyu closed his eyes and was silent, and the faint arrogance made Xue Caiwen unhappy.

After being speechless for a long time, Qiu Yeyu never glanced at Xue Caiwen, and expressed his contempt for Xue Caiwen.

Xue Caiwen's face was blue, and the green muscles jumped out, and his face, which was originally kind, became hideous. He snorted coldly, drew the long sword at his waist and stabbed towards Qiu Yeyu's heart, obviously having been occupied by anger.

"Ah!" Ji Xiaoqian couldn't help but exclaim, her face was as pale as paper.

Gu Shuifan didn't care, the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he seemed to look at Xue Caiwen with some sympathy. He reached out and patted Ji Xiaoqianxiu on the shoulder a few times, and nodded secretly.

At the moment when the long sword reached his body, the purple light of the five fingers of Qiu Yeyu's right hand rose rapidly, firmly clamping the long sword that seemed to be thunder, and the seemingly incredible shot still made people break out in a cold sweat.

"Xue Gongzi should step down, you can't win me. Qiu Yeyu said indifferently, never looking at Xue Caiwen while speaking.

"Qiu Gongzi, you are too blind to no one!" Xue Caiwen opened his eyes and glared at Qiu Yeyu, with the intention of killing and then hurrying.

"Your breath is messy, your heart is impetuous, and you hesitate to take out your sword...... Qiu Yeyu shook his head indifferently and sighed regretfully.

"Young Master Qiu, it's really extraordinary, you might as well open your eyes and take a look. Xue Caiwen laughed angrily, and he couldn't bear Qiu Yeyu's seemingly arrogant look.

Xue Caiwen held the sword with his wrist thumb and pressed the handle of the sword, and then his wrist turned.

Only a soft sound was heard, and a gray smoke instantly submerged him and Qiu Yeyu, and with it, a faint fragrance of flowers spread.

"Do you think you'll win me over in this way?" a cold voice came from the mist, and there was a hint of anger in his words.

As the words fell, several purple rays of light emerged, shuttling and flying in the gray mist, and the sound of metal friction in the mist was faintly audible.

As time passed, the gray fog gradually drifted away.

Under the shroud of light, a handsome young man in a white robe was alone and leisurely, and three feet in front of him, a man in brocade stood quietly.

Xue Cai's tattoo Zhou brocade was in tatters, and the sword marks were horizontal and vertical, but there was no damage to the flesh and skin. The long sword in his hand was only the hilt, and the blade of the long sword was gone.

Qiu Yeyu folded his hands behind his back unscathed, and looked ahead indifferently. Immediately, he shook the placket of his clothes, and the swirling purple light poured into his sleeves like a moth to a fire, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Seeing the light disappear without a trace, Xue Caiwen hurriedly jumped back a foot away in fear as if he had just woken up from a nightmare, and asked, "What kind of martial arts did you have just now, and who are you?"

"Do you still want to fight again?" Qiu Yeyu said indifferently, without the intention of telling others about his martial arts path.

"You are not afraid of thousands of drunkenness and fog and smoke, are you an invincible body?What's the matter with my sword?" Xue Caiwen looked at the hilt of the sword in his hand and the tattered robe around him in disbelief, as if he didn't know what had happened to the other party.

"What's the point of a mere drug, do you want to go down by yourself or do you want me to invite you down?" Qiu Yeyu glanced at the hilt of the sword in Xue Caiwen's hand and said indifferently.

"Xue will admit defeat if he loses, but can he make Xue's loss clear?" Xue Caiwen still looked at Qiu Yeyu without giving up, and asked stubbornly.

Qiu Yeyu's right hand flickered, and a purple light swirled out, circling and flying above his fingers.

Then, this light quickly split, one into two, two into four, and four into eight......

In less than a moment, Qiu Yeyu's wrist was already dazzling, and hundreds of purple rays were circling and flying.

"What kind of martial arts is this, is my sword sharpened by this kind of thing?" Xue Caiwen's eyes widened, staring at this gorgeous and strange brilliance in front of him in surprise.

"You have too many questions!" Qiu Yeyu flicked his wrist slightly, and the brilliant light disappeared in an instant.

Xue Caiwen was shocked and didn't ask anything else. He already knew that the difference between his martial arts and Qiu Yeyu's martial arts was not half a point.

Although his secret trick is not glorious, it can be regarded as a killer weapon for him to settle down. Usually martial arts masters will lose their ability to resist under the influence of fog and poisonous gas, and he will be killed by his long sword through his heart, but he didn't expect that he would be defeated so badly.

He jumped out of the ring in frustration, and the lingering mystery made him involuntarily use Qiu Yeyu to measure his father's and master's martial arts.