Supreme Medicinal God

Seeing Luo Fengbin being polite, Jiang Yixue had a good impression on him and smiled lightly: "But you are really good in shape. I have been to many nightclubs. Many of those young masters are fitness coaches, and they are not as good as you. "

Luo Feng secretly rejoiced: "Thank you for the praise."

"Sergeant Luo, let's start to compete."

"Then you are welcome. The sword is blind. Please forgive me."

Luo Feng gently touched the bullhead shield and the half-moon knife in his hand, and made a powerful sound. This was his hands-on style. With the sound of the weapon, his expression began to become indifferent, and his heart entered the ancient Wuzhi. Tao, in front of his eyes, Jiang Yixue is not a beautiful woman, but a powerful opponent.

Jiang Yixue was trying to deal with the tricks used by Wuxin monk. Suddenly, Ye Feng's voice sounded in his mind: "Those tricks you can't do, Luo Feng's half-moon scimitar is a treasure. Oh trick."

When Luo Feng raised his half-moon scimitar and was about to rush towards Jiang Yixue, Jiang Yixue suddenly raised his slender snowy little hand, with a guilty smile: "Wait."

Luo Feng stopped the attack in disbelief and took the half-moon scimitar he had lifted up. He was a bit crying and laughing, but this was a contest, not a ball game. How could there be a casual stop: "Sister, what's the matter?"

This is also with Luo Feng, and any other person who is competing today will not be taken care of by her, and will only be severely cut with a knife.

Jiang Yixue dragged his hair, with a concentrated and confused expression: "You let me think about it first, which trick do I use, whether it is full of wind and rain or full of wind and rain, or full of wind and rain?"

Luo Feng has an urge to vomit blood. Fortunately, she only has this option. Fortunately, he is well-kept and calmly said: "Sister, the sword has no eyes, we are competing, please don't just shout and stop?"

Jiang Yixue smiled innocently: "I'm sorry, I just didn't think about it, how did that trick play, oh, I thought about it, I thought about how to make a sword, let's continue to compete."

Jiang Yixue has forgotten that the trick is full of wind and rain, but it is a very powerful trick in the wind and rain swordsmanship, but the sword style is cumbersome. Ordinary people have to practice for a month to learn the basic tricks. Even the sports games have not participated. For Jiang Yixue, it was a bit difficult.

Ye Feng went to a lot of complicated moves, Jiang Yixue barely learned.

She remembered that she had to start with a starting hand, so she let Luo Feng pause, she had to put up a unique starting hand.

She held the flying sword tightly in her hand, squeezed the sword tactics with her hand, and the tip of the sword was pointed obliquely towards the sky.

She remembers how Ye Feng taught.

This is really difficult for her. From small to big, she rarely participates in sports. To learn a complicated sword trick overnight, it is good to remember so clearly.

And most of the time in the middle of the night, I still spent in bed ears.

She made an inquiring smile to Ye Feng on the podium, her husband, am I doing this right?

The internal force in her body turned sharply all over her body, because she was a little nervous, her white and delicate forehead oozed out a touch of fragrant sweat, and the tip of her sword shivered involuntarily, tilting halfway to the side.

Ye Feng was on the podium, his forehead was covered with black lines, and she looked at her nervously.

Ye Feng suddenly felt that it was really a wrong decision to let her compete in the game. She had secretly helped her to enter the finals and had already made enough money. This final should really not allow her to continue playing.

Under the ring, Jiang Yuxin and Lan Ling'er both looked nervously at the elder sister. When they saw the elder sister posing this kind of sword move, they were unpredictable. First, they were a little surprised. This is the starting method of the smoke rain swordsmanship. The trick of Yanyu swordsmanship.

But watching her awkward and stiff movements, Jiang Yuxin and Lan Ling'er smiled bitterly.

Luo Feng had to raise the half-moon scimitar again, and a shining blade of light split the world. The half-moon scimitar made a beautiful arc in the air and cut it to Jiang Yixue.

Looking at Jiang Yixue's soft and touching face, star-like eyes, Luo Feng unconsciously reduced his strength by two points. If he really killed this beauty with a knife, he would be sad for a lifetime.

Seeing Luo Feng rushing over, Jiang Yixue Jiao tweeted, "The sky is full of wind and rain."

Luo Feng almost laughed out loud, she actually called out the name of the move, she is really a novice, I really don't know how this girl entered the final.

He was a little curious. Jiang Yixue kept talking about the tricks of drizzle and breeze.

The three people on the podium Yue Zhuoqun pressed the smile, and they all had an urge to laugh wildly about Jiang Yixue's hand-to-hand gesture.

Everyone felt that Jiang Yixue did not seem to be participating in the Guwu Dabi finals, but was like a student who had just entered the juvenile martial arts class. He was sweating, stiff, and clumsily practicing basic skills.

Even Eucommia has a weird look, that is, she wants to laugh, but dare not laugh, secretly worried.

He was worried that Luo Feng hurt Jiang Yixue. With his understanding of Luo Feng, Luo Feng would pity fragrant jade. He should not be ruthless. He gently patted Ye Feng's shoulder and expressed sympathy.

Mr. Mo Da still expressionless, his eyes were not placed on the ring, but quietly focused on Ye Feng, narrowed his eyes slightly, curious, Ye Feng will do, to rescue his beloved girlfriend.

Yue Zhuoqun couldn't help but sneered: "Sect Master Ye, are you ready for your Celestial Pill?"

Punching, the water that Chang Chang just drank in was all sprayed out, a glorious look flashed in his eyes, and he sighed softly, "This water is so hot, it's so hot to the tongue."

Zen Master Zen Kong recites the Buddha's number: "Amitabha, everything is cause and effect, destiny is extinct, goodness, goodness."

Just when Luo Feng's half-moon scimitar was about to cut off Jiang Yixue, Jiang Yixue's face changed slightly, and the flying sword in his hand burst into a dazzling light.

She felt the internal force of her whole body, and the river like the dike flowed into the flying sword, and the flying sword in her hand, with her mind, a breeze and a drizzle, and the place came out.

Although it is a sword dance, it is more realistic to point it out.

The sky full of sword lights were all images of Feijian's remnants in the air, and Luo Feng's seemingly mighty and quick blow seemed to be slow motion in Jiang Yixue's eyes.

She didn't understand why Luo Feng's movements were so slow. Presumably, this handsome guy couldn't bear to hurt himself, and deliberately slowed down the movement. She was a little grateful to Luo Feng and couldn't bear to hurt him.

Therefore, all her wind and rain sword tricks were stabbed on Luo Feng's half-moon scimitar, without stabbing Luo Feng with a sword.

She likes this trick a little bit. She feels that she is not competing, but she is coloring her paintings. Every point and every stroke is dedicated.

(End of this chapter)