Fix your sister's fairy

Mo Yi successfully defeated Guangchao, followed by the last match of the first round, by Li Wanyang against Fang Xia, and dramatically, before Fang Xia could get off the field, Li Wanyang surrendered and gave up the qualification.

Li Wanyang entered the Huzhong Cave Mansion, and he had the honor to watch Mo Yi, Mo Luoxue and Fang Xia fight against Cang Takize, he felt that he was not any opponent among the three, so it was better to simply abstain, so as not to hurt his muscles and bones and delay his cultivation in the future.

Li Wanyang's decisiveness also made Fang Xia directly promoted, Fang Xia was staring at Mo Yi from beginning to end, his eyes were burning with war, after his blood-colored long knife was broken by the bronze tripod of Cang Taki Ze, he spent half of his savings to buy a blue yellow-grade mid-grade long knife from the merchant from Wanfa Peak near the Douxian Field, and his combat power decreased more or less, but it did not affect his majesty at all.

The knockout round of ten into five is over, and then there is five into two.

"Next, Yuyue Feiyang played against Mo Luoxue. The black 19 referee announced.

"People are very beautiful, but I like the type of people, don't hurt them. Mo Yi smiled at Mo Luoxue, who was about to go down, he was not worried about Mo Luoxue losing in the hands of Yue Feiyang, he knew what his sister's talent was.

"Qi, what's the matter with me......" Mo Luoxue turned her head and left the audience and walked towards the venue.

"Oops, I can tell if it's jealousy. Mo Yi smiled and looked at Mo Luoxue's back.

Mo Luoxue stepped forward to oppose the cold and glamorous Yue Feiyang, both of them are beautiful and fragrant, and their demeanor is graceful, compared to Mo Luoxue, she looks more outstanding, and she does not regard Yue Feiyang as a great enemy at all.

"I'm looking forward to whether your sword cultivation is strong, or your sword cultivation is strong, I hope you can be as amazing as the Chengjing Yufeng Lord. Yue Feiyang looked at Mo Luoxue coldly and said.

"Are you a rightist of sword cultivation? Mo Luoxue paused slightly, the general trend of Qiankun Peak is divided by sword cultivation and sword cultivation, sword cultivation and sword cultivation are divided into left and right factions, the left faction advocates peaceful coexistence for the moderate, and the right faction is the radical faction believes that the other party's Taoism is not correct, and conflicts between sword cultivation and sword cultivation often break out. She and Mo Yijin didn't care too much about this part, but now they have met someone from the right side of the sword cultivation line.

"Let's see the real chapter under your hands. Yue Feiyang's eyes flashed fiercely, and now those who can stand here represent the elite of Qiankun Peak's first-grade sword cultivation and sword cultivation, if she defeats Mo Luoxue, it will be an invisible victory for sword cultivation, and she must win this battle!

Mo Luoxue didn't understand the crooked words in the other party's heart, she just pulled out the cyan thin sword with a flat face, the vine-like lines on the sword were extremely mysterious, this was the magic weapon she obtained in a cave, it was a magic weapon of the yellow level, engraved with a fire spell, which was the same as Mo Yi's Yin Fire Sword, but it was a grade lower.

The black-clothed referee glanced at the two beauties, nodded, and took off into the air to announce the start of the battle.

At the same time, Yue Feiyang quickly rushed towards Mo Luo Xue, bright light, the two scimitars in his hand swung out, and the sky full of sword shadows slashed towards Mo Luo Xue, only the two scimitars hidden in the phantom were real. Snow is not a physical cultivation, as long as it is slashed, it will lose its vitality and even fall, but in the face of this, the knife does not retreat, and it will not retreat directly!

The next moment Yue Feiyang knew what the real talent was, Mo Luoxue didn't choose to distinguish which real scimitar was and where it would come from, she chose the most fierce way to fight back - she also stabbed out countless sword lights to meet Yue Feiyang!

"What?!" Yue Feiyang was shocked, beautiful, she was able to cut out the sky with a strange knife technique, and Mo Luoxue ...... Each sword is genuine, and the sky is stacked with extreme speed to form an offensive!

It's just a moment, and the pros and cons are clear.

Each sword of Mo Luoxue seemed to have a phoenix roar, tearing the air and the streamer was amazing, and every sword light fell like a bamboo leaf towards the body of the moon, beautiful and deadly.

Yue Feiyang couldn't dodge, and hurriedly used the scimitar to pick up a few sword lights and retreated, Mo Luo Xuefeng stared at Yue Feiyang, the cyan thin sword in her hand ignited flames, she jumped high and launched a sword qi in front of her, the flames wrapped in sword qi burst towards Yue Feiyang, Yue Feiyang only had to resist with a scimitar.

The sword qi fell to the ground, leaving a scorched black mark, if it weren't for the fact that the ground of the Douxian Field had been strengthened, this blow would have already torn the ground and left a ravine, one of the two scimitars in Yue Feiyang's hand was fused and burned by the sword qi, she gasped in place in embarrassment, and looked at Mo Luoxue who was still indifferent with the knife in one hand.

"Surrender. Mo Luoxue said lightly, "I don't want to hurt you." "

"Have mercy on me. Yue Feiyang responded coldly, "I don't need this kind of mercy." "

"The sword has no eyes. Mo Luoxue reminded.

The answer to her was the moon flying that burst with light footwork, and Mo Luoxue's face remained unchanged and she held the cyan thin sword with one hand and greeted her.

"Your steps are loose, your sword is weak, and your follow-up is weak. Mo Luoxue quickly made moves with Yue Feiyang with an expressionless face, and with each sword, she accurately opened the scimitar and then gently tapped the key parts of Yue Feiyang with the tip of the sword, such as the heart, head, abdomen, and throat, and countless opportunities to kill Yue Feiyang Mo Luoxue didn't have 000 moves.

Yue Feiyang became more and more impatient the more he fought, and his attack was also messy, and finally he was directly knocked on the forehead by Mo Luoxue with the hilt of his sword, and he was tripped and fell to the ground under his feet, and the scimitar flew out diagonally and fell to the ground.

"You lost. Mo Luoxue pressed her sword against Yue Feiyang's neck and said lightly.

"Why don't you hurt me!" Yue Feiyang asked in a hoarse voice, Mo Luoxue's attack was fast, if she had been ruthless, she would have lost too much blood and died, but now she was just embarrassed.

".........," Mo Luoxue didn't answer her question, just stared at her, put away her sword, turned and left.

"Why don't you hurt me!" Yue Feiyang stared at Mo Luoxue's back and broke down a little.

"It's just...... I don't want to give up. Mo Luoxue paused for a moment and replied in a slightly twisted voice, and then she hurriedly left the court, and the black-clothed referee declared Mo Luoxue victorious.

"Victory is not arrogant, heroic and cool...... Why do you care so much about me...... Your name is Mo Luoxue...... Yes. Yue Feiyang knelt on the ground, staring at Mo Luoxue with a pair of beautiful eyes, slowly revealing a trace of inexplicable affection.

As everyone knows, Mo Luoxue, who followed Mo Yi's casual joke request, inexplicably flirted with a stunning beauty, and she herself was still worrying about why she obeyed Mo Yi's words so much......

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