The voices of the surrounding spectators were not cheers, not sighs, not cheers, not regrets, but admiration, sincerely praising Liu Xiaoshan as the bright moon of Jinsha, and also their pride.
The people stood up one after another to pay their respects to this beautiful woman who made the heavens and the earth sigh, and the sound of Suo Suo was like a tidal wave, although not huge, but uniform.
Liu Shengsheng looked at the people of Jinsha who were saluting his daughter around him, and his heart was full of pride, as if these respects were sent to him.
Liu Xiaoshan smiled faintly, her smile was a little reluctant, she sat next to Fan Ruoxi, and as soon as she sat down, she took a loose mirror with a dragon and a phoenix from the servant's hand, and looked at the east stand.
People's eyes also turned to Chen Yunsheng's side with Liu Xiaoshan's free mirror.
For the first time, Chen Yunsheng felt the feeling of being in the spotlight, although people's eyes were intangible, but after gathering the eyes of thousands of people, they were like real objects, making him feel cold behind his back and hot on his face.
Liu Xiaoshan had a layer of mist attached to his eyes, but there was a stubbornness on his face, as if he believed that Chen Yun would marry her openly and openly, and this ring was just her lover expressing his persistence and persistence in love to her.
Chen Yunsheng smiled, there were mixed feelings in his smile, but he was extremely determined, when things came to this point, he had no way out.
Liu Xiaoshan smiled in return, the end is a country and a city, because the angle is very special, this smile is only seen by Chen Yunsheng, after all, there is something missing in the eyes of others, it is not perfect.
On the west stand, Gongsun Xing was angry.
He snorted angrily and threw the Xiaoyao mirror in his hand to the ground, and said fiercely: "The surname Chen, don't fall into my hands, otherwise you won't be able to survive and die." ” The black-faced right man next to him said embarrassedly: "Uncle Shi, don't forget Shizun's usual teachings, you have to be forgiving and forgiving to others, and he didn't offend you, why bother, are you angry that Princess Jinsha Jiu doesn't smile at you, right, I don't think she likes you." ” Gongsun Xing stared at Youxiao with burning eyes, eager to eat him, "If it weren't for his appearance when you fart, I would have married Liu Xiaoshan at this moment, and there is no need to spend so much trouble there." ” You Qi blinked and said, "Master also said that a twisted melon is not sweet."
"Shut up," Gongsun Xing roared, "Why haven't I heard Master say this, you should leave it aside and make a big fuss." ” The white-faced Zuo Qi added: "Uncle Shi, you have wronged him, I testify that Shizun once said these words, and he said them in front of the master, that day the master was called by the master for questioning, and when he asked about Mingyuetai, his old man said the above words." ” Gongsun Xing completely collapsed, regretting that he had brought these two goods out, he looked at the ring, his eyes were on fire, and after a while, he said gloomily: "Before going out, what did your master tell you?"
"Listen to Uncle Shi."
The two said in unison.
"Okay, I'll let you fight in the next two fights, no problem," Gongsun Xing said coldly.
You Qi hesitated: "But Master is not very interested in Mingyuetai, and has clearly said that he will not let us participate." ” Gongsun Xing looked at him coldly, with a sinister smile on his face, "Do you listen to the master or listen to the master" You Qi said without thinking: "Of course it's the master's, and the master and his old man also have to listen to the master." ” "If I had come to attack the Mingyue Platform on the orders of your master, should you listen to your master or my master," Gongsun Xing shouted.
Although the relationship was a little chaotic, Zuo and You replied without hesitation: "Listen to you." ” Gongsun Xing smiled proudly: "Okay, you will go up on the right in the next game, and you will go up on the left in the fifth game, so it's decided." ” When the three of them were hypocritical, the two sides of the ring were already in place, on one side was Luo Zhiqing who was in the wind of Yushu, and on the other side was the lean Feng Sheng, the two saluted each other, and then hugged their fists to the surrounding spectators, looking polite, as if these two people were not fighting on the stage, but talking about the law.
After saluting, the kindness on Luo Zhiqing's face disappeared, and the coldness made Feng Sheng shudder.
I saw his right hand slowly flipping in front of him, and a pale red aura gradually condensed in the palm of his hand, and finally turned into a long sword three feet and three inches long.
The spine of the sword was concave, glowing with a faint red, as if flowing blood.
As soon as the sword came out, there was a burst of murderous aura in the ring.
Feng Sheng watched a strand of cloth being cut at the hem of his shirt, his eyes showed a hint of surprise, his right arm was suddenly straightened, and with a "whoosh", there was an extra coiling dragon long sword in front of him, and the blade of the sword was beating and humming constantly.
Luo Zhiqing also sensed the murderous aura coming from Feng Sheng's long sword, and couldn't help but take a step back slightly. has not yet fought each other, and the two have begun to compete in momentum.
The so-called layman looks at the excitement, and the insider looks at the doorway, all the Jindan monks are holding their breath, and they don't even dare to come out of the atmosphere, carefully watching the momentum contest between the two.
This level of battle is likely to be won or lost in a split second, but it is also possible that it will be a protracted battle.
As for the ordinary people of Jinsha, some of them couldn't stand this kind of mystical face, and the surrounding stands gradually resounded with bustling noise, and even began to make boos.
Amid the boos and scrambled voices around them, the two were as quiet as two sculptures.
The sword in front of Feng Sheng shook steadily, and Luo Zhiqing slowly adjusted the position of the long sword in his hand.
Both of their natal objects are flying swords, and although there are thousands of things that can be refined into natal objects in the cultivation world, most people still like flying swords.
Therefore, there is a saying that "seven or eight out of ten sword cultivators in the world" are said.
Although there are many people who cultivate swords, the way of the sword is broad and profound, but there are very few who really practice well.
Chen Yunsheng's eyes didn't even blink, staring at the two people who were moving slowly in the ring, Luo Zhiqing kept pressing Feng Sheng in terms of momentum, which he didn't expect.
But it doesn't mean that Luo Zhiqing has the upper hand, because Feng Sheng's aura is harmonious and not chaotic at all, and it is very likely that he is on the defensive to wait and see what happens, and then fight back.
Luo Zhiqing moved.
Chen Yunsheng's heart chuckled, the muscles on his face twitched, and a flash of blue light naturally flashed through his eyes, and at this moment he launched a reverse current of light.
Although Luo Zhiqing's movements were stretched in his eyes, the speed was still very fast, and the pale red flying sword was like a rainbow in his hand, stabbing towards Feng Sheng's throat.
Because the speed was so fast, the air between the two of them instantly erupted into a white wave of air.
The long sword in front of Feng Sheng was like a green dragon, moving with Luo Zhiqing, stabbing towards the white qi wave.
At the same time, there was wind under Feng Sheng's feet, and the person floated into the air.
The tip of the sword in Luo Zhiqing's hand stabbed Feng Sheng's flying sword, making a piercing metallic sound, and the cyan flying sword jumped and drew a terrible arc, sweeping towards the back of Luo Zhiqing's head, the speed was so fast that Chen Yunsheng was a little dizzying, he was casting the reverse current of light at this moment, if he looked at it with the naked eye, I am afraid that he would not be able to detect this earth-shattering blow.
Luo Zhiqing turned around and slashed, a light red rainbow split everything in front of him, including the cyan flying sword, and the ground cracked a big mouth that was as deep as a zhang and about ten zhang long, and the tenfold vajra magic circle was not launched at all, it was slashed, what kind of strength is this Feng Shengyu pointed to the sword, and the cyan long sword was disconnected and split in two, avoiding the opponent's sword blade and stabbing at Luo Zhiqing's eyes.
In an instant, Luo Zhiqing changed his move again, threw away the flying sword in his hand, and struck a sword flower in the air, clanging twice, blocking the two flying swords.
The person disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was actually behind Feng Sheng, raised his leg, kicked Feng Sheng's ass hard, and kicked the other party into the ring.
With a loud bang, a large crater appeared in the ring.
Although Feng Sheng dodged the fatal point, his back still hit the ground hard.
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The smoke and dust around him were everywhere, Luo Zhiqing jumped three times and two times, came to thirty zhang away, and gently brushed his scattered hair bun.
All this was done in two breaths, and among the people present, no more than ten people could see the ins and outs.
Chen Yunsheng was stunned, the Luo Zhiqing in front of him was like the person who practiced the sword a few days ago.
"Is that the end of it?"
he muttered to himself.
In the smoke and dust, Feng Sheng slowly stood up, carrying the long sword in his hand, and the soft armor behind his back was covered with some dust and scum, looking a little embarrassed.
He brushed the dust off his long sideburns and smiled.
Luo Zhiqing looked at the other party vigilantly, and the sword in his hand was always in front of him.
Feng Sheng said to himself: "Beautiful blow from behind, to be honest, I was still hesitating at the beginning of the stage, what kind of posture I want to fight against you, but at this moment I have a spectrum in my heart." ” Luo Zhiqing said calmly: "Don't talk nonsense, time is spent on moving seriously." ” Before he finished speaking, the flying sword in Feng Sheng's hand buzzed violently, and then stabbed out with a "whoosh", the speed was dizzying.
The corners of Luo Zhiqing's mouth turned up, and the pale red colored long sword in his hand quickly waved in front of him, sparks splashed everywhere, a series of palpitating hits, on the chest, on the top of his head, on his back and in the dantian, Feng Sheng's Qingfeng had already attacked everywhere in an instant, but without exception, they were all blocked by Luo Zhiqing's sword.
Luo Zhiqing laughed and said: "This level of attack is useless to me, haven't you learned your lesson yet?"
At this moment, his brows furrowed, Feng Sheng took advantage of the time of the flying sword attack just now to cast a spell, he had never seen such a fast technique, simply and neatly.
A rapidly rotating wind blade appeared in Feng Sheng's hand, and in the next breath, Feng Sheng had already made a move.
The translucent blade of wind squeezed the air around it, making a very violent explosion, like a cannon.
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