However, no matter how angry Li Yaoyao is, Su Luo still climbs leisurely on the broad and warm back of Nangong Liuyun.

Countless wind blades were smashed into powder when they flew around Su Luo.

Li Yaoyao is going crazy with jealousy.

"Be careful!" When Li Yaoyao is distracted, situ Ming flies up and protects her in his arms.

A blade of wind stabbed him in the back.

"Hiss --" Si Tu Ming gasped.

The blade is really weird. The skin in the stab is like a raging blood.

"Concentrate on what you're looking at!" At the same time, situ Ming helps Li Yaoyao keep away from wind.

Li Yaoyao forced down the jealousy fire, waved the sword in her hand, and cursed them constantly that they could not pass the pass.

Luo Dieyi and Luo HaoChen concentrate on fighting against the wind blade without any distraction.

The North Star shadow and purple Yan are also absorbed in should.

For the North Star shadow, this wind blade just can temper his actual combat.

Seeing the blade coming, he didn't destroy it with a sword. Instead, he kept calculating in his heart. He kept walking and scurrying around in order to achieve the most exquisite footwork.

For him, the blade of the wind is not only to last a quarter of an hour, but to practice footwork from this attack.

Ziyan knew his plan at a glance, so she fully cooperated with his action.

Even later, she almost left beichenying, leaving him in the wind blade in all directions.

The blood sword in the hand of Beichen shadow moves.

The speed of his sword soared to a certain extent, so that the air around him vibrated.

Each sword can block more than a dozen wind blades.

This accurate grasp of speed is beyond the reach of many people.

From the beginning, a sword can block more than a dozen wind blades. To the back, a sword of beichenying cuts through, and dozens of blades fall.

"Shua --"

the last wave of wind blade ends.

The North Star shadow is still in the air.

"Why not?" The shadow of the North Star is anxious to scratch his ears and gills.

He is training to the key point, the inspiration flash by, almost can catch, how did the blade disappear?

Beichen shadow groaned and sighed.

Li Yaoyao and Luo Dieyi glared at him.

They all wish that the wind blade would end earlier and arrive a quarter of an hour earlier. This man, unexpectedly, still dislikes the lack of wind blades?

However, after putting away the sword, the breath of Beichen shadow has a faint change.

If we say that he was flashy and elegant before, then now he gives people a sense of sharp edge.

It's like a sword without a sheath.

Li Yaoyao wanted to complain for a few words, but finally stopped talking and didn't say anything.

At this time, a brush, people in front of unexpectedly appeared a huge screen.

On the screen, four turntables are constantly turning.

Below the turntable are the names of groups.

The first group, Nangong Liuyun and Suluo.

The second group, beichenying and Ziyan.

The third group, Li Yaoyao and situ Ming.

The fourth group, Luo Dieyi and Luo HaoChen.

I don't know how the jiuchongdian got their names, but now, their names actually appear under the turntable.

The first group to stop was the fourth group.

"Eighty points."

Luo Dieyi and Luo HaoChen scored 80 points.

The third group's turntable stops.

Li Yaoyao and situ Ming got: "Seventy points."

Li Yaoyao frowns!

She did not expect, she and the second elder martial brother, unexpectedly will lose to Luo Dieyi and their brother and sister, this is simply unreasonable.

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