Stunning beauty

Huaqing Pool.

The sound of the piano was clanking, and the sword god and sword immortal clashed again.

The swords crossed each other, Wenren Yuexiu was injured for the first time, blood spattered and dyed his clothes red.

Outside the battle, the royal dignitaries who were watching the battle looked happy when they saw Wen Yuexiu being injured, thinking that the sword offering had restored the situation and that they were about to turn defeat and win.

However, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the door. The expressions of the great practitioners of the Five Realms, including Mu Wu'an and Mu Bai, became serious, and they could see that the situation was very unfavorable for the sword worship.

Although Wenren Yuexiu was injured by the sword strike just now, he blocked the full blow of the sword worshiper head-on.

Moreover, only one knife was used.

As we all know, the Sword God Wen Renshi's strongest martial art is the double sword.

"Five unique qualities of heaven and man!"

During the battle, when the two figures passed each other, Wenren Yuexiu took hold of the short blade at his waist and drew the sword out of its sheath.

The cold moon shines in the eyes, and the light is so cold that it is bone-piercing.

"The clear light of a river reflects the cold moon!"

At close range, the short-edged Hanyue slashed out at a strange angle. The extremely fast knife caught people off guard.

"Bah!"

The ear-piercing sound of tearing clothes was heard, and Han Yue brushed against Sanchijian's chest, one after another, just a hair's breadth away.

Outside the battle, everyone exclaimed in surprise when they saw this scene. They did not expect that the battle situation would turn around again.

"Wow!"

Li Ziye also exclaimed in cooperation, expressing his shock and involvement.

Good job!

Around them, the Confucian disciples were shocked again when they saw Li Jiaoxi, and they hurriedly cooperated. Chang Yu took the lead, half cheering, half shouting, it was very lively.

You know, today's atmosphere group is all paid!

Although it is less than 1 taels a day, it is almost the same, [-] taels a day!

It is true that warriors must have integrity and integrity and should not bow down for five buckets of rice. However, that is not five buckets of rice, that is twelve taels of white silver!

Ahead, Li Ziye looked satisfied when he heard the shouts from the atmosphere team.

Yes, the money was not wasted, very dedicated!

Everyone was watching. During the battle, after Wenren Yuexiu pulled out his second sword, the two swords reflected the sun, mingled like a red moon, and the cold moon. One was long and the other was short. The long sword was as heavy as Mount Tai, and the short sword was as fast as thunder. With their cooperation, they regained the advantage. .

"It's not good, the sword offering seems to be losing."

The dignitaries who were watching the battle saw that the sword worship seemed to be in trouble, and their faces flashed with panic.

Not everyone wants to see an upset happen, especially the members of the royal family, who value face more than anything else, and do not want the Sanchijian, the number one worshiper of the royal family, to lose.

"Jiaoxi Li, is the sword offering going to lose?"

Beside Li Ziye, Murong looked at the battle ahead and asked in confusion.

"not necessarily."

Li Ziye replied, "Before the result is determined, all appearances may be illusions."

"I don't understand why Sword Worshiper is so powerful, why he has such a hard time against Miss Wenren?" Murong asked doubtfully.

"In stages."

Li Ziye said calmly, "When using a single sword, the sword offering is actually not inferior. However, when the Yuexiu girl uses two swords, the sword offering is a bit difficult. This is not because the sword offering is not strong, but because it is not suitable. As long as the sword is offered, If you persist until you gradually become familiar with your opponent's martial arts, you will be able to regain the situation."

The more top-notch experts are, the faster they will adapt to unfamiliar martial arts methods. The three-foot sword is undoubtedly in this category, so this process will not be too long.

Of course, if two people are similar in strength, how can the one who gains the advantage by surprise easily give the other a chance to adapt?

A martial arts contest is a game between both parties, not one party's wishful thinking.

With everyone's nervous eyes, the sword battle ahead was gradually reaching the decisive stage. Just as Sanchijian gradually became familiar with the opponent's attack methods and began to prepare for counterattack, in front of them, Wenren Yuexiu's figure suddenly stagnated, and then the offensive suddenly turned. .

"Dance of Death!"

With a soft word, Wenren Yuexiu's figure suddenly disappeared. The next moment, hundreds of afterimages appeared in the entire magic circle, swinging their swords towards the three-foot sword in front of them.

In the middle of the battle, Sanchijian's face darkened, and he swung his sword to block one attack after another.

"Bah."

There was another sound of clothes being torn, and blood flowed out from the shoulders of Sanchijian, dyeing the clothes red.

If you defend the sword for a long time, you will lose it. Knowing that you can't wait any longer, you must gather energy and use the sword to scatter the remaining shadows in the sky. The moment the opponent's true form appears, the figure flashes past and the sword pierces the air.

In the expectant and shocked eyes of everyone watching the battle, they saw a sword passing through the body, and the afterimage disappeared.

"How come!"

Sanchijian's expression changed, and it was too late to fight back.

Emperor Wu Minghong slashed down, stopping an inch in front of the three-foot sword. His broken hair fell down, which was shocking and shocked everyone present.

How can it be!

"why?"

Sanchijian asked, and the masters watching the battle all around looked puzzled.

That figure just now was obviously his real body, what happened?

On the machine chair, Li Ziye smiled and did not explain anything.

This warm-up scene was really well sung, with the Sword God defeating the Sword Immortal, which had a bit of flavor.

I have to say that he is indeed a great stage creator, director, Li Ziye, actor, celebrity Yuexiu, Three-foot Sword, and others!

While thinking, Li Ziye glanced at the woman who was waiting in the queue next to Queen Bai Di not far away.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but Tantai Jingyue's half-smiling eyes also looked over at the right time.

Li Ziye felt guilty and immediately withdrew his peripheral vision.

Forget it, let’s get this woman into the ranks of actors and give her three points of thin noodles!

As long as this bitch doesn't disrupt the situation, anything can be said.

At the long table not far away, Tantai Jingyue watched the farce in Huaqing Pool. Although she knew that it was planned by someone, she still watched it with gusto.

It’s free to watch the movie and you’ll get paid, so don’t worry about it so much.

However, Wen Ren Yuexiu's last move was unusual.

If she guessed correctly, it should be martial arts that integrates fields.

Perhaps this is the secret behind the centuries-old Wenren clan, a swordsman from generation to generation.

strangeness.

How can something like a field be passed down from generation to generation?

Eye-opening.

The three-foot sword was defeated unjustly, and if he fought again, the result would be the same.

"Assignment."

During the battle, Wenren Yuexiu ignored his opponent's inquiry, put away his swords, and walked back immediately.

"Girl Yuexiu, you played really well."

Li Ziye watched the woman in front of him walk back and said with a smile, "From now on, the Sword God Wenrenshi will make the world remember again!"

"You taught me well, young master."

Wenren Yuexiu responded, stood aside and said no more.

Li Ziye had a bright smile on his face when he heard the former's change of title.

Okay, the warm-up scene is over and it’s time for the main show.

"Keng!"

In the Huaqing Pool, as the battle ended, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped. The two people playing the piano simultaneously pressed their hands on the strings to restrain the sound.

(ps: I should be able to get there a little earlier today.)