Chapter 458

The audience exploded again, and this time the uproar and noise were even more, and the whole carnival city seemed to echo the audience's surprise.

Mo Fan's face was calm and saw the end of the cold wind. The latter shook his head and sighed, "Genius is a genius. If you stay there for a few months, I can't defeat it."

After the cold wind ended, he slowly exhaled. Just then, he was a little stiff. The efforts of the cold wind over the past few months were not in vain. Previously, they were a little far away, but the cold wind has reached the end of kendo. For these masters, they need to continue to understand. Once they make progress, their strength It must be very different.

During this period, the cold wind has caught up with the gap, as others can imagine.

This battle is becoming more and more difficult, especially now that more than half of his internal interest is consumed. After all, the speed of internal power consumption between masters is not what ordinary people can imagine.

The stronger the move is, the more it will exert its power, and the more internal force will be depleted, and the battle between the masters, if the moves do not exert the highest power, the situation will inevitably fall towards the other party. Especially the battle between Mo Fan and Hanfeng, you have to grasp it at all.

Mo Fan exhaled gently and glanced at the two footprints on the ground. Just now, he used a martial arts called "rooting on the ground" recorded in the Jiuyin Zhenjing to force the strength of the cold wind into the ground. The hard marble ground actually sank in. Needless to say the power of the cold wind.

As soon as he recovered, there was already another person on the stage. He immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't make trouble."

"Why, I can't come up, and there is no rule that women can't marry women." Xiao Yuening smiled slightly.

Mo Fan said, "Stop it."

"I just want to make trouble." Xiao Yuening said.

The cold wind returned to his position and looked at the court. At this moment, the audience was silent. Originally, everyone paid attention to the game on the court and did not pay attention to the girl. Now she stands on the ring and is immediately called the focus of the whole audience.

After all, she came to power this time without any shelter. How can this beautiful and refined face not teach people to turn their eyes?

"This looks good." The cold wind muttered to himself and suddenly felt that Wuji was not used to it. At this time, if he was there, he must begin to laugh, and then began to complain incisively.

He sighed slightly, but this discordant feeling was quickly replaced by excitement. He believed that the celebrities scattered everywhere were also very excited.

Although everyone thinks it is impossible to fight between the gentleman's sword and the lady's sword, it is something that everyone wants to see.

"Do you feel it? Everyone is happy to see us fight." Xiao Yuening said.

"I didn't feel it." Obviously, Xiao Yuening guessed everyone's mentality, and the red fruit was going to show off.

Helplessly, he tightened the black brake in his hand. He knew that Xiao Yuening's strength was only high or low compared with himself.

Xiao Yuening smiled, the white glass came out of the sheath, handed out a sword, stepped on the clouds and unfolded, and arrived in an instant. Mo Fan is right. Mo Fan knows the root of Xiao Yuening. Xiao Yuening knows nothing about him. This is a tough battle.

The two swords intersect, but there is no sound. With a gentle "ding", the two take a step back and then put out their swords.

The two moved around, their swords came out like the wind, and the swords were like a net. They changed their moves quickly and quickly. Even those celebrities in the world were dazzled, and the other was elegant and elegant, the other was graceful, and their beauty could be described as incomparable.

Murong Ziyi looked at the table. A pair of slender hands had already been inserted into the railing, and she bit her lips tightly.

Is she here to stop him?

The two sword moves one after another, both of which are extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, they have fought hundreds of moves, no different. The two seem to have a tacit understanding, using jade girl swordsmanship, the same moves, the same body method.

The strong voice in the audience has already broken out, almost all of which are wolf howling to cheer Xiao Yuening. In terms of momentum, Xiao Yuening has completely defeated Mo Fan.

The two swords met, each shook their own, and stood separately.

"Are you interested?" Xiao Yuening frowned and was obviously very unhappy.

"I told you to stop messing around." Mo Fan shrugged his shoulders and looked like it was none of my business.

"I won't play. Are you sure to beat all of them? You have seen a cold wind. These days, they have not been abandoned at all. Xiao Yuening frowned and said.

"If you are not sure, you have to do it. It's my responsibility." Mo Fan said.

Responsibility? Did you do anything to her? Why are you responsible for her? Xiao Yuening said.

Mo Fan frowned and was obviously a little unhappy. He said, "Do you want me to look at her like this?"

"And then? You won the competition. What will you do next? Marry her?" Xiao Yuening said unwillingly.

Mo Fan was stunned and said to himself: Yes! So what if I win?

Xiao Yuening sighed and said, "This kind of thing is still messy. If you win this time, it will only make her more painful. Come to the end with me."

Mo Fan frowned and thought about it.

At this time, the audience began to whisper. With Mo Fan's thinking, there began to be dissatisfaction. Seeing that they still did not fight, the dissatisfaction gradually increased, and then it became full:

"Your sister, don't fight, don't roll, don't hinder us from looking at the heroic posture of beautiful women!"

"Damn it, can you fight it or not? The yellow cauliflower is cold."

"If you are a man, you should step down obediently. Don't pretend to be your sister there!"

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Obviously, people in this era, national scolding is still very standard. All kinds of rough words and dirty words flew over, and Xiao Yue frowned more and more tightly. Finally, she couldn't stand it. She turned around with a sword. The white sword light flew out, pressing over everyone's heads and cut off many people's hair.

"Let me be quiet. Next time I will lower it and let you be completely quiet." Xiao Yuening took the sword back to the sheath, turned her head and looked at Mo Fan.

This girl is so tough!

Shundly, the audience was quiet.

Mo Fan thought for a while and finally sighed, "I know."

Xiao Yuening smiled and said, "Let's go."

With that, he took a step forward and took Mo Fan's arm.

"I can go by myself." In public, Mo Fan was decisively a little embarrassed.

"I said, brother, wait a minute, let's learn from each other!"

The two turned around, and Yu Yi was standing behind them, untied the sword rope and stationed the scabbard. A rare serious look appeared on his face.

Mo Fan was stunned and looked up again, only to find that Murong Ziyi had already turned around.

He sighed, "Well, I'll accompany you."