Chapter 346

Ten beautiful girls, with fragrant clothes and dancing on the water, fall on the water with their toes like dragonflies skimming the water. They are light, flexible and beautiful.

Luo Feng could not help nodding in secret.

These young girls are only the seven fold cultivation of fine environment. It's really rare that they can achieve this step.

At the end of the dance performance, there are two performances, both of which are very exciting and dazzling.

"Young master, do you have a feud with Ye's young master?"

Luo Feng is watching the performance in the stadium, and the ear next to him suddenly says.

Luo Feng looked at sui'er and said, "why do you ask?"

Sui'er takes a look in the direction where ye Tang is. She frowns and says, "Ye Tang has been paying attention to you since the celebration, and his eyes..."

Sui'er frowned for a moment and said, "his eyes are terrible!"

Luo Feng smiled and said, "you have good eyesight."

Hearing Luo Feng's praise, sui'er smiled and said, "you don't have to worry, young master. You have the order of xuanyangyu. You are a VIP of our Dayang mansion. As long as you are in the Lord's mansion, ye Tang can't do anything about it."

Luo Feng nodded: "thank you for reminding me. I'm in a good position."

With his soul perception, he has long been aware of Ye Tang's eyes, but he doesn't care.

"Yang Chengzhu, why hasn't Miss Yang Waner appeared?"

At the end of the three performances, Yang Waner never appeared, and finally someone couldn't help asking.

Smell speech, Yang Dingtian eyebrows slightly wrinkly, the eyes did not trace to the direction of the inner courtyard looked. This girl hasn't come out yet

"Go and see the lady."

Yang Dingtian murmured to a servant girl nearby, stood up, cleared her throat, and smiled:

"please don't worry, little girl should be delayed. There are still several performances below, which will not disappoint you. "

"Lord Yangcheng, I heard that you are going to choose a husband for Yang Waner this time?" Someone took the opportunity to ask.

As soon as this remark was made, all people's eyes immediately gathered on yangdingtian to show their expectation.

Ye Tang also narrowed his eyes, his eyes twinkling with fine light.

Looking at the eager expression of the crowd, Yang Dingtian smiled:

"not bad. I do hope to choose a good husband for Wan'er on this happy day. "

Hearing this, many of the young heroes on the scene looked shocked, and the heads of the big powers also smiled.

Yang Dingtian, the leader of Dayang City, chose his son-in-law, which is no small matter.

Yang Waner is a beautiful woman with outstanding talent. She is also a famous beauty in the exquisite palace. She is also the dream lover of many people because of her rich identity as the Lord of Dayang city.

Many young heroes are rubbing their fists and palms. They are secretly thinking about it. In any case, they can't miss this opportunity.

"Yangcheng Lord, I venture to ask you, what are your requirements for choosing your son-in-law?" Someone can't wait to ask.

Ye Tang sits on the position, the vision is happy: the opportunity has come.

Looking back at Luo Feng coldly, ye Tang stood up and said with a loud smile:

"miss Wan'er is under 17 years old and has entered the spiritual realm. She is a proud daughter of heaven and her husband must be a dragon in the world! I suggest a duel show. What's the idea of the city? "

"Well, there are so many young heroes here. They have to be divided into different ranks."

"It's true. Only by fighting can we see their true abilities. Who is worthy of a playgirl. "

The young heroes, all of them, are arrogant. At this time, they will not be timid and nod one after another.

Yangding and tianxindi originally had this plan, and he said with a smile:

"since everyone's interest is so high, I naturally agree. It's just a duel show. Don't be a killer until it's ordered. I hope you can give me the face of Yang Dingtian and don't violate it. "

Yangdingtian asked, glancing around the square, saying, "who would like to be the first one on stage?"

"I will!"

When the sound of the drink rang out, a big figure flew over a few meters and landed on the platform with a thud.

The big boy stood on the platform, his eyes high, and looked at the square: "who dares to step on the stage, Shi Lei, the Shijia in xiadayang?"

"What a breath! I will meet you! "

A lot of people are enraged by the arrogant tone of the big young man. A young man in green shirt snorts coldly and jumps onto the stage.

Luo Feng is trying to broaden his horizons. The young fighters here come from all directions. It's an opportunity to look at the two people on the stage with interest.

"Who are you?"

A pair of tiger eyes of the big young man looked at the young man in the green shirt.

The young man in the green shirt picked up the corner of his eyes, and his sword went out of its sheath. "If you can win me, I will tell you," he said coldly

"Arrogance! Take me! "

The big boy was furious. His eyebrows were raised. He roared loudly. He rose to the ground and punched his opponent in the air.

"Stone fist!"

Boom!

The air in front of the big boy's fist suddenly expanded, and it split like a stone. He killed in the air. The fierce fist wind made the people's hair stand up in front of the square.

The young man in green shirt stood at the same place, holding the sword in awe. Suddenly he rushed forward, and the ground immediately cracked under his feet. The cold blade of the sword scratched an amazing scar and stabbed into the air.

In a blink of an eye, the two collided with each other. The waves formed by the impact of vitality were raging everywhere, and several cracks appeared on the platform in an instant.

Bang!

The burly boy's body is in a state of collapse. His feet fall on the ground and step out of two deep pits.

The youth in blue shirt even stepped back a few steps. Every time they fell, the platform would vibrate once.

The people in the square inhale gently. What a great power this big boy has!

"The light of the sword condenses into a line. It's a good sword technique."

Luofeng is different from others. He is more optimistic about the youth in green shirt who uses sword.

Sui'er hears the words, looks at the stage, and wonders, "young master, do you think the one who uses the sword will win?"

Luofeng nodded.

Sui'er, with a slight frown, asked, "although both of them were in the later stage of the eight fold Prefecture, Shi Lei's accomplishments were significantly higher than others..."

Luo Feng shook his head and said:

"the strength of the warrior is only part of his accomplishments. Although his accomplishments are more profound, his martial arts realm is far inferior to that of his opponents. This swordsman is able to condense the sword light into a line. His swordsmanship is not vulgar. Once he gives full play, Shi Lei will surely lose. "

"Oh..." Sui'er nodded as if he knew nothing.

On the stage, the burly boy failed to defeat his opponent with one fist. He became angry and roared: "the stone is in chaos! Defeat me! "

A pair of fists were smashed continuously by the big boy, and the fierce fist strength firmly locked the young man in the green shirt.

Boom

Every fist of the big boy has a tremendous force, which makes the water around the platform set off a huge wave, with great momentum.

In the face of the storm like fist power, the young man in blue shirt holds his sword with both hands, his face is as heavy as water, his body shows a sharp air, and his eyes are cold.

"Four shadows against the current!"

Wheeze wheeze!

The sword trembles gently, and four cold sword lights appear, which form the well characters and spiral out. The strong sharp air forms a hurricane, cutting the air to pieces.

BAM BAM BAM

The sound of the explosion was heard continuously, and the whirlwind of sword Qi hit the fist curtain. The momentum was as strong as a bamboo. The fist strength was broken one after another and stabbed on the strong Qi of the big boy's body guard.

The big boy's face suddenly changed several times. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood gushed out and flew backwards, falling in the water pool, rushing up several Zhang high waves.

Clang!

The young man in the green shirt also entered the scabbard with his sword. He glanced at the big boy in the water coldly. The latter, with shame on his face, climbed up the bank in embarrassment.

Yang Dingtian looked at the youth in the green shirt on the platform and nodded: "the swordsmanship is superb, and can win with the weak. It's good!"

"Young man, you are so powerful. He really won!"

Seeing the big boy fall to the stage, sui'er holds his fist tightly, his eyes are full of excitement.

Luo Feng smiled and said, "I guess, too."

Ye Tang's eyes were fixed on Luo Feng in the distance, and the strong murders emanated from his body made the air cold.

"Young master, when are you going to teach that kid a lesson?" Butler Hong stood by and asked.

Ye Tang took a deep breath and said, "it's not urgent. Wait."

Ye Tang naturally wanted to teach Luo Feng a lesson at once, but now is not the time.

Luo Feng's cultivation is under him, and he won't become famous soon. Now, if he wins, he can't humiliate the other side. Instead, he will fall into the mouth of others, which is not wise.

What's more, Yang Waner hasn't appeared yet. All the real experts on the scene haven't made a move. It's inconvenient to expose their strength.

Butler Hong nodded and said, "I see. Let him be comfortable for a while!"

At this time, the young man in green shirt stepped off the platform to rest, and the other two young men boarded the platform at the same time. They were a cold young man with a sword and a young swordsman.

Both of them are at the same level. They are both at the later stage of the eight fold Prefecture. They are opposite to each other on the stage, and there is an invisible pressure immediately.

"It's Li Yun from the Jinshi hall. His opponent is Dong Hua, the young master of the Dong family in the wasteland city."

"They are quite famous. I don't know who will win."

They looked at the two people on the stage and talked quietly, guessing the result of the competition.

"Young master, who will win?" Sui'er asked Luo Feng.

Just now, everyone thought that the youth in green shirt was doomed to lose, but Luo Feng was optimistic about it. As a result, the youth in green shirt turned out to be the winner, which made her very curious.

Luo Feng looked at the two people on the stage and said definitely, "the boy who uses the knife will win."

The voice fell and the two men on the stage had already met.

The young swordsman's face was expressionless. He put his right hand on the hilt, pulled it out and waved it.

Wheeze!

A Zhang long blade appeared, covering the cold youth on the opposite side.

The cold young man's eyes were disdained, the sword in his hand came out of its sheath silently and stabbed out with one sword.

The strong sword Qi hits the blade, explodes and rolls in the wind.

The cold and stern young man smiled coldly and was ready to make another move. However, at dusk, he found that a powerful blade was forced to come, and it was in front of him.

"When!"

The cold young man lost his face in fright and quickly waved his sword to resist.

Wheeze!

The blade passed by. The cold young man's belly clothes split and cut a scar. The clothes immediately showed blood.

"You lost."

The young swordsman lightly said a word, turned around and left, leaving only a face of astonished cold youth.

"What's the matter? The two men have achieved the same accomplishments. Just now, the blade was clearly blocked! How could there be another blade? "

"I don't know. They are too fast for me to see."

There was a lot of discussion in the square. Many people didn't understand why the cold young man was defeated.