After the divorce, I was spoiled by Qing Leng Xianjun

Chapter 168

Today's Wei Ziyuan is still unremarkable in appearance, just like a knife that has not been sharpened, standing in place.But just because of the battle he defeated Yuhua Shengzi, no one dared to underestimate him.

Lin Feifei on the other side of Fengyuntai looked much more radiant.

She was still dressed in the semi-finals, wearing a moonlight dress with wide sleeves, dancing with the wind, as graceful as a fairy.

Her skin is very fair, but her eyes are black and shiny, and her long eyelashes are like two fans, charming and deep, just like the Nine Heavens Xuannv coming to the world.

The spectators at the Fengyun Terrace were all overwhelmed by Lin Feifei's demeanor, and unwittingly had the feeling of wishing her to win.

Ye Feng looked at Lin Feifei on the Fengyun Terrace, and said solemnly: "I never imagined that this disciple of the Shanshan Sect would be able to play charm so well."

Ji Zhanyun touched the iron ring on his wrist, and said calmly: "This is also a test for Wei Ziyuan. If he can't pass the beauty test, he will be soft-hearted when he sees a beauty. His martial arts are second only to this."

Ye Feng turned his head and glanced at this martial arts half-sage who was much younger than himself, and then thought that he was still unmarried, so he couldn't help but smile.

The life of a warrior is just over a hundred years, if only martial arts are left, it would be boring.It's just that there is no need to argue with Ji Zhanyun.

Ji Zhanyun observed the two people on the field, and then turned his gaze to the two princes sitting in the middle - the sixth prince and King Xuanwei.

At this time, King Xuanwei was holding the sword in one hand, staring at Fengyuntai without blinking. Although he was only dressed in white, not like the rich and jade robes of the sixth prince, his imposing manner was not inferior at all, even more so. outperformed.

Ji Zhanyun slowly withdrew his gaze, and at this time the two people on Fengyun Terrace had begun to exchange names.

"Wei Ziyuan, a student of the Martial Arts Center of the Xia Guozijian, please enlighten me."

Lin Feifei smiled sweetly, like a hundred flowers blooming: "Hehehe, Lin Feifei, disciple of the Ninth Peak of Xiamao Mountain Sect, please enlighten me, Senior Brother Wei."

The vast majority of people in the audience who saw this smile lost their minds for a moment. Regardless of men or women, there was a feeling in their hearts that they were willing to be overwhelmed by this smile.

But Wei Ziyuan, who was facing Lin Feifei directly, frowned slightly. Seeing him move, his figure was instantly blurred, and he swung his knife without mercy!
The whole space suddenly became cold, and sword intent was everywhere!It makes people feel as if no matter where they hide, they will hit the blade.

Lin Feifei's expression froze, and she pointed to control the Qingshuang Sword to meet the enemy.

"Chong!"

There was a huge sound of sword communication.

Lin Feifei's face turned pale, and her spiritual power was shaken.

"What a strong blood power!"

The two sighed in their hearts at the same time, and had a preliminary understanding of each other—the speed was fast enough, and the strength was strong enough!
In fact, Lin Feifei didn't want to take Wei Ziyuan's knife as soon as she came up, but the knife just now was really inevitable!

Fortunately, she was struck by lightning last time, and her body was already far beyond ordinary people, like steel, so she could barely block it.

Too fierce!

After the blow, the two fought together in an instant, and the Fengyun Terrace was filled with light for a while, but the sound of swords clashing was not much.

This is not because they play lightly, but because they are all too fast.Lin Feifei didn't want to go head-to-head, so she kept dodging, but Wei Ziyuan chased after her like a mad dog.

Ji Zhanyun, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but said: "Appearance is also a part of strength. This female cultivator of the Shanshan Sect is interesting."

Ye Feng understood what he meant. From the moment Lin Feifei went to Fengyuntai, she exuded her own charm all the time, even that silver bell-like laughter was full of charm.

If it was a man with weak concentration, he might still smile even if he died under her sword.Even if one is determined, facing such an overwhelming beauty, it is inevitable that they will be a little soft.

It is really interesting to be able to perfectly integrate charm into sword moves.

But Wei Ziyuan didn't seem to care about it, his saber dance was impenetrable, and he didn't have the slightest intention of pity and pity.

There are even many sword lights that go straight to the sensitive parts of the beauties. Is there no beauty in the eyes, or is there too much beauty?
The head, throat, and chest are the upper three, and the abdomen, crotch, and legs are the lower three. These are always the physical weaknesses of the human race.From this point of view, it is right to storm these places.

But when men and women fight each other, it is always shameful to stare at the next three attacks.

But Wei Ziyuan didn't seem to care about other people's opinions at all, nor did he care about the feelings of his opponent Lin Feifei at all.

If it wasn't for the fact that both of them were fast enough to directly hit afterimages, they would have changed countless moves in a short period of time, making most of the onlookers dazzled and unable to see clearly. Even if Yuan wins, his reputation will be bad.

Lu Zhijin frowned, and unconsciously clenched the hilt of his sword with his right hand.

Gu Qingcheng, who was watching the battle from the corner, was also stunned on his frosty face, and said to himself: "These two people are still doing something wrong."

Since the martial arts competition, it is really rare to have such an intense opening game.

Wei Ziyuan's state of mind at this time was like an ancient well, without any fluctuations. His eyes became extremely sharp after entering the battle, like a sharp knife.

In battle, he is the sword, and the sword is him. Human and sword are one body, this is his way.

As long as it is his opponent, no matter what his identity is, in his eyes, he will be the same, and he will slash him with a knife!

Lin Feifei's eyes exuded a breathtaking light, and Qingsong Jianguang met the opponent in a virtual and real way. So far, she has been on the defensive.

"puff!"

Finally, there was a sound of cloth breaking.

Wei Ziyuan slashed her chest, broke through the defense of her wide-sleeved moonlight dress, cut a hole directly, and the light suddenly weakened a lot.

This knife was extremely domineering. If Lin Feifei hadn't worn the tencel armor next to her body under the wide-sleeved moonlight dress to dissipate the knife energy, she would have been seriously injured just by this one blow.

Wei Ziyuan didn't give Lin Feifei any chance to adjust, even if she showed a piece of white and greasy skin, it couldn't affect him at all.

Seizing Soul is actually ineffective against him!

Lin Feifei has already weighed the opponent's weight, and at the same time has a sufficient understanding of the strength of her natal sword. At this time, naturally, she can no longer have any selfishness.

She slammed the three-headed and six-armed magical symbol that had been attached to the front of her clothes for a long time, and a dazzling light flashed, and she suddenly turned into a strange person with three heads and six arms.

The Qingshuang sword was exactly the same and changed into two more.

This time, Lin Feifei's aura suddenly tripled!
There was an uproar!

"What kind of supernatural power is this?" Ye Feng stood up suddenly, his face was full of surprise!

Even Ji Zhanyun, who had been indifferent all this time, frowned slightly, while Gu Qingcheng, who was watching the battle wearing a veiled hat in the corner, saw this scene completely changed his expression.

"Is she from there too?" She asked softly in her heart.

(End of this chapter)