闪乐

The old man Le's beard was curled up, and the ground beeped when his crutches poked.

Duke Zhen was in a good mood, stroked his beard and smiled.

Mrs. Zhen Guogong's eyebrows were beaming, if she hadn't worried about her mother-in-law's dignity, she would have jumped up from her chair happily.

"Qingluo won, really won."

Ye Xue'e was only nervous, she couldn't see very clearly, she just stretched her neck to look at the center of the venue when she heard the eager cheers.

Lin Qingluo had already run out of the field at this moment, and pulled Fifth Brother up with a smile.

"Qingluo, I'm convinced, it's amazing!"

Lin Jinlong patted the dust off his body, and gave a thumbs up, admiring everything.

Outsiders didn't know it, they only saw the two fighting fiercely for 30 rounds, which was highly appreciated and very exciting.

Only he himself knew that from the beginning to the end, he was enveloped by a murderous aura, making him unable to breathe.

If it wasn't for Qing Luo being merciful and deliberately blocking with one hand, and giving up thirty moves, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to take even ten moves.

Just like his long spear, one move will defeat him.

"Thank you, brother five, for your compliment."

Lin Qingluo pulled his eyelids and made a grimace.

"Hehe, you are being naughty again."

Lin Jinlong's playful movements made Lin Jinlong laugh, looking at the clever little sister, he felt happy too.

"Next, Jinyun, you go."

Lin Jinyu frowned lightly, adding to the pressure.

The younger sister's martial arts is so high that it is more powerful than he imagined.

"good."

Lin Jinyun collected his mood and walked into the arena holding a long sword.

"Fourth brother, come on!"

The moment they passed by Lin Jinlong, they got an encouraging look from the other side.

"haha okay."

He smiled calmly, forgetting about winning or losing, and enjoying the comfort of fighting against masters.

Lin Qingluo is good at swordsmanship, and his best skill is the Luoying Excalibur, which can open heaven and earth with great skill.

A sword splits the sky and crosses rivers and seas.

Among the ten thousand armies, beheading the enemy's generals is like picking something out of a bag.

Reincarnation, rebirth as a human.

Although the magic power is not as good as in the past, the profound and exquisite sword intent is still there, and you can play a set of sword skills as you like without magic power.

Lin Jinyun is also best at swordsmanship, however, his sword intent is vulnerable to the former God of War.

Lin Qingluo just casually held a sword flower, the impenetrable sword energy, layer upon layer, like a big wave rolling, turbulent, oppressing him out of breath.

A bamboo and a sword criss-crossed, rubbing off dazzling sparks.

Thirty strokes Lin Qing went as far as he could, and the bamboo flute in his hand hit Lin Jinyun's wrist just right.

"Boom."

With an ear-piercing crisp sound, Lin Jinyun's long sword fell to the ground and was forced out of the arena.

"good!"

There were deafening applause from inside and outside the martial arts arena.

Mrs. Zhen Guo couldn't hold back her excitement, and finally stood up from her chair.

Clapping hands, stomping feet, and shouting hello, the octave-high voice circled in the tent, which was extraordinarily ear-piercing.

Zhen Guogong's beard trembled three times, his heart and lungs were beating wildly from her sudden scream, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"hehe."

The old man was in a good mood, he didn't care about Mrs. Zhen Guo's croaking, he stroked his beard and smiled.

"Qingluo won."

"It's beautiful to win."

Lin Xiaoyang and Ye Xue'e were extremely excited.

The couple stood up from their chairs at the same time, and with full pride and pride, greeted the envy from all directions.

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