Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning

As soon as Lei Mengsha's voice fell.

Applause broke out from the audience, and Baili Dongjun even roared a few times, making the atmosphere even more heated.

Ye Dingzhi won this battle cleanly and neatly.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Lin Zaiye had no chance of turning the tables.

After this battle, many people noticed Ye Dingzhi, and their eyes flickered.

"Next game, Yin Luoxia will face Su Li!"

Lei Mengsha looked at the list of martial arts test and laughed loudly.

Yin Luoxia moved lightly with lotus steps, and while walking, she took off her white robe, which was a close-fitting purple shirt underneath, which set off her perfect figure.

And the purple long gown was even more charming.

Lei Mengsha quickly wiped the non-existent saliva from his mouth and gave up the venue.

Baili Dongjun seemed to be able to hear the sound of people around him swallowing saliva.

"Very beautiful, isn't it?"

Ye Dingzhi had already walked back, chuckled and spoke, looking at the stage calmly.

"She is very beautiful, but there are many beautiful women in the world."

Bai Li Dongjun smiled faintly and admitted Yin Luoxia's beauty without hesitation.

But no matter how beautiful she is, what does it have to do with him, Bai Li Dongjun?

Three thousand weak waters, he only takes one scoop!

Si Kong Changfeng glanced at Bai Li Dongjun and suddenly chuckled.

"Brother Ye, don't look at him being serious now. If he really lets him chat with Miss Yin, he will definitely blush."

Bai Li Dongjun immediately glared at Si Kong Changfeng and said contemptuously.

"Don't talk like you're so experienced. Last time I wanted to take you to a party, but before we even got in, you were shaking your legs and saying nonsense that it's not a good time to drink."

"It's really eye-opening for me that a drunkard can say such things."

Ye Dingzhi said "Oh" and looked at the two of them with a look of excitement.

Sikong Changfeng was even more unwilling to admit that he was cowardly, and defended himself.

"I practiced spearmanship for too long that day and was really tired, so I wanted to go back and rest early. I, Sikong Changfeng, have been in the martial arts world for so long, and I have drunk all kinds of wine.

Then, Sikong Changfeng told some things he heard from others.

It is said that in some places, you have to drink ten cups just to enter the door, to prove that you have the alcohol tolerance.

Bai Li Dongjun, who said it was powerful but actually had never drunk wine, was stunned.

In the martial arts test field.

Su Li, the third son of the Minister of Rites, was introducing himself in a literary manner.

Yin Luoxia urged him impatiently.

"You are so slow, it's really troublesome! "

As she said that, Yin Luoxia struck first with a palm.

Su Li smiled slightly, and the jade sword on his waist was instantly unsheathed, with a gorgeous and luxurious sword body.

A sword pierced through the edge of Yin Luoxia's palm wind and went straight to the thin willow waist.

"You said that if this sword scratched Miss Yin's belt, it would be so beautiful!"

A frivolous and obscene voice came over.

Bai Li Dongjun and Ye Dingzhi turned their heads and saw Yan Feifei walking to their side.

Both of them frowned, and a trace of disgust flashed in their eyes.

"Believe it or not, I scratched your face."

Bai Li Dongjun glared at the other party fiercely, Yan Feifei smiled lightly on her face, and cursed in her heart: Why pretend to be serious?

On the field.

Yin Luoxia and Su Li fought fiercely for more than ten rounds, always at ease, with a graceful step like a dance, and fought very beautifully.

"The girl has good martial arts. "

Su Li spoke in a deep voice, his breathing changed slightly, and his aura gradually changed.

"Young Master's sword is also very good."

Yin Luoxia swung her long sleeves, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Then I'm sorry, girl!"

Su Li shouted in a deep voice, and whispered: "Ritual collapse!"

Su Li's sword murderous aura increased sharply, and his offensive became fierce.

Many people in the audience exclaimed in a low voice.

Su Li practiced [Young Master Sword], which is divided into three chapters.

Elegance, ritual collapse, and the world!

Elegance, pay attention to lightness and elegance, mostly used by friends or for viewing.

Ritual collapse, implying the collapse of rituals and music, people's hearts are not as good as before, and the current strong medicine is used to save them.

Therefore, in addition to the more exquisite swordsmanship, the murderous intent also increased sharply, and there were many more fierce and vicious moves.

As for the world, it is the way to pacify the world with swords, only seeking efficiency in killing, and not paying attention to any other superfluous things.

Can There are very few people who have achieved success.

Yin Luoxia did not feel much pressure in the face of the dangerous [Li Beng] sword, and her expression remained the same.

She swung her sleeves, and a pair of long sleeves flew out, which not only concealed murderous intent, but also had the effect of disturbing the enemy's sight.

The figure moved and fluttered, just like a graceful dance.

Su Li's expression was slightly stern, and he slashed with several swords, immediately cutting off several purple sleeves, which fluttered in the air and fell.

Su Li's eyes flashed, and he was startled in his heart. He hurriedly wanted to retreat, but a slender jade hand had already been placed on his shoulder.

If it were normal times, Su Li would only feel the fragrance of the beauty, and he would definitely hug her back.Come, let's have a soft jade in my arms.

But on this field, Su Li's body suddenly stopped, not daring to make any unnecessary movements.

"Don't move."

Yin Luoxia said with a faint smile on her lips, her eyebrows curved, very beautiful, but with a cold look.

Lei Mengsha appeared at some point, stretched out his hand to take the purple sleeve that fell down, and announced with a smile.

"Yin Luoxia, win!"

"Next game, Zhao Yujia vs. Xiahou Mengding."

After the two of them left the field, Lei Mengsha immediately shouted loudly.

Xiahou Mengding wore a suit of armor and held a long spear. He walked onto the stage with a tiger step and a dragon step, and he really had the momentum of a young master of the general's mansion.

And the somewhat mysterious Zhao Yujia, after calling his name several times, slowly appeared.

As he walked, he yawned and staggered, as if he had not woken up yet.

Baili Dongjun frowned and stared at the other party, and touched Sikong Changfeng with his elbow.

"Changfeng, do you think this person looks familiar? I think you've seen him somewhere before?"

Sikong Changfeng looked at him carefully. Some of Zhao Yujia's expressions did give him a sense of déjà vu.

But that face was very strange.

"Could it be a disguise technique in the martial arts world?"

Baili Dongjun rolled his eyes when he heard Sikong Changfeng's question.

"In terms of understanding the martial arts world, you are more familiar with it than I am. If you are not sure, how can I know?"

On the field.

Xiahou Mengding was facing Zhao Yujia, who looked weak and frail, and sneered.

Zhao Yujia was speechless and turned his head to look at Lei Mengsha.

"Can I beat him now?"

Lei Mengsha smiled and waved his hand, stepping back.

"Please~"

Zhao Yujia's eyes changed immediately and he shouted urgently.

"Flying sword!"

The peach wood sword in his hand suddenly swept up and shot towards the opposite side like a streak of silk.

Hundreds of phantoms appeared in the air, falling rapidly, scratching the armor on Xiahou Mengding's chest dozens of times.

Xiahou Mengding just reacted.

The peach wood sword had already returned to Zhao Yujia's hand.

"Break!"

Zhao Yujia held the sword upside down, shouted softly, with a smile in his eyes.

As soon as the voice fell,

Xiahou Mengding's majestic armor was scattered all over the ground, and it had broken into seven or eight pieces.

The crowd was stunned at first, and when they saw the appearance of Xiahou Mengding, they immediately burst into laughter.

"Miss Yin, don't look at it inappropriately, this is the words of the saints."

Baili Dongjun kindly stretched out his hand to block Yin Luoxia's eyes, but was slapped away by Yin Luoxia, smiled and said.

"Look at you, you look like a playboy, but I didn't expect you to have such old-fashioned ideas. I'm afraid you haven't even touched a girl's hand a few times."

Then, Yin Luoxia looked at the field openly.

Xiahou Mengding recovered and quickly pulled his underwear tightly to avoid exposing himself.

Baili Dongjun was embarrassed by Yin Luoxia's words and almost got angry.

But her mother said that a good man should not get angry with a girl casually.

So he had to give up.