The battle between Da Zhi and Mo Wei has reached the most intense juncture, and the amazing momentum generated has finally attracted the attention of the guests in the hall. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After all, there are not a few martial arts generals here, and master duels are like peerless beauties to them, and they also have a fatal attraction to them, and most of them reluctantly took their eyes off Shang Xiufang and Shi Qingxuan and stared at the middle of the square.

Da Zhi's wild sand knife method is divided into five tricks of "spinning, blowing, rolling, rolling, and breaking", and now it is the "swirling sand" trick, which is as unpredictable as the whirlwind in the desert, making the opponent unpredictable, and has the terrifying feeling of dryness, thirst and heat in the desert.

This sword technique is quite similar to Bi Xuan's "Burning Sun Dafa", but it is naturally far less uncontrollable and raging than the "Burning Sun Dafa", and the terrifying momentum that makes people tremble to death.

Mo Wei's swordsmanship is also amazingly exquisite, the long sword is lightning fast, and the magic is wonderful, full of light and elegant taste, but the sword is heavy.

You can always find a fleeting gap in the fierce knife rotation like a sandstorm, and a sword without a trace can disintegrate the seemingly invincible sandstorm.

However, Da Zhi can always make a comeback, and his momentum has increased instead of decreasing, and he is more rapid, while Mo Wei is gradually discouraged, retreating step by step, quite defeated.

Shan Wanjing seemed to feel that Mo Wei's swordsmanship and posture were very familiar, and her eyes couldn't help but shoot at him, obviously beginning to suspect that this Mo Wei was played by Xu Ziling, so she asked Mo Yixin in a tentative whisper: "Your good brother is about to lose." You're not in a hurry? ”

She always thought that Mo Yixin was Kou Zhong, but of course she didn't expect that it was Feng Xiaoxiao who she hated the root of her teeth sitting next to her.

Feng Xiaoxiao was very afraid of her little princess's temper, and she was kicked dozens of times by her as Kou Zhong! If you really want her to see her true body, then what's the deal?

"The princess is really like a torch!" Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly hid a dry smile, and whispered in Kou Zhong's tone: "Ha! Ling Shao is good at boxing but not at swords, Da Zhi's kid doesn't know this, he only keeps an eye on the sword, and sooner or later he will suffer. ”

The whole hall suddenly burst into loud cheers.

Sure enough, let Feng Xiaoxiao say right, Da Zhi with endless waves of rolling knives, finally broke Mo Wei's sword net, he was overjoyed, he was going to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and when he defeated the enemy with one blow, Mo Wei suddenly cut the back of his knife with his left thumb.

The seemingly understated touch of the knife and fingers actually made a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, and Da Zhi's knife could no longer "roll", only to avoid it, and it was not as quick as before to be able to charge up and counterattack.

The two returned to the confrontation from afar, and Da Zhi's expression was particularly shocked, staring at Mo Wei's left hand.

Although this time was short-lived, it was very exciting to reverse the seemingly inevitable defeat in an instant, so it is no wonder that everyone cheered and shook the hall.

Da Zhi suddenly arched his back slightly, straightened up his momentum, his eyes were more radiant, and everything around him seemed to be still, including the passage of time day and night, like a lifeless arid desert, but the scorching heat of the air continued to increase.

The crowd gradually fell silent, staring intently.

Da Zhi's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, shouted violently, and walked with the knife, the knife light was open, full of the flavor of the swirling roll, like an endless undulating sand wave, magnificent and terrifying.

Mo took out the sword for the electric switch, and fought hard with the moves, and the sound of striking iron resounded in the night sky.

The sword is light and agile, the sword is powerful, and Mo Wei can only be forced to block with the sword, which seems to be equal, but in fact it falls into an absolute disadvantage.

Shan Wanjing has a deep affection for Xu Ziling, who has a weak personality, far more than Kou Zhong, a ruffian boy, and couldn't help but be a little worried when she saw this, and said to Feng Xiaoxiao: "He is really going to lose this time, and Da Zhi will never be fooled for the second time." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao glanced at her indifferently, and whispered in her ear: "Da Zhi is too eager to win, and his moves are indomitable, and he is too late...... Not! ”

Shan Wanjing is his woman after all, so there is an intimacy that is difficult to hide in his casual small actions.

But in Shan Wanjing's opinion, it was Kou Zhong, a stinky boy, who was so bold that he dared to lean into her ear and stick to her cheek, which was really unreasonable......

This time it was Shan Wanjing who stepped out with shame and anger, compared to before, it was really incomparable, and it was even more ruthless, Feng Xiaoxiao's face under the mask was blue with pain, and he used all his will to barely suppress the sharp pain that penetrated into the bone and marrow, and only let out a low muffled snort.

Shang Xiufang heard the sound, and a pair of beautiful eyes immediately turned around, with a worried look, looking at Feng Xiaoxiao inquiringly.

Shi Qingxuan has been paying attention to the actions between Feng Xiaoxiao and Shan Wanjing, with a faint smile in a pair of dark and crystal eyes, and even a little imperceptible inexplicability.

And Shan Wanjing is a jade mask frost, glaring at Feng Xiaoxiao viciously, if it weren't for this occasion, she was a palace dress and never wore a sword, she would definitely draw her sword and cut people at this time.

Feng Xiaoxiao was stared at by the different eyes of the three girls, and his spine was cold, and he smiled awkwardly and hurriedly bowed his head.

However, under his panic, he didn't hide his demeanor, he was too much like Feng Xiaoxiao, and Shan Wanjing couldn't help but be stunned, and her beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of suspicion, and she looked at him carefully.

Feng Xiaoxiao was secretly screaming badly, and suddenly heard a loud sound of "dang".

Mo Wei's long sword was finally broken by a fierce blow from the sand knife.

More than half of the people in the hall exclaimed, and Shan Wanjing's attention also turned around.

Feng Xiaoxiao wiped the cold sweat secretly, his heart was dangerous, and he also looked at it, and saw that Mo Wei was the fall of the broken kite to the outside of Zhangxu, and when he landed, he seemed to stumble slightly, and he could stand. And Da Zhizhi is biased, although it is a steady landing, but it has missed the best opportunity to continue the knife.

Obviously, it was not as expected by Xiao Xiao, Da Zhi used the knife too fiercely, too much, but at the time of victory, the knife strength was old, and he was unable to pursue and win.

The main hall was silent, and Da Zhi and Mo Wei did not move.

If this situation continues, it will inevitably evolve into a battle of life and death, of course, no one wants to make a situation of bloodshed and death on the occasion of this kind of festive season, everyone is waiting for Li Yuan's judgment.

Li Yuan applauded and praised himself, and immediately provoked the whole hall to echo him, cheering endlessly, and finally judged that Mo was a broken sword, and it was not a crime of war, so the two were tied, and they appreciated Yunyun together.

Everyone in the hall also applauded, and Mo Wei and Da Zhi thanked each other at the same time.

The Dragon Boat Festival banquet has been held until now, and the excitement is incomparable, and it can definitely be regarded as a joy for the guests and hosts.

With Li Yuan's first exit, the guests began to disperse gradually.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew, shaking the lights and candles that had brightened the main hall square, and pushing the black clouds to cover the moon.

Feng Xiaoxiao looked up at the sky, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth under the mask, and he said in his heart: "When the clouds open again, the moonlight will turn into blood." (To be continued.) )