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Chapter 1652 I don't need to draw a knife
The cyan gauze was blown away by the wind, and the girl lifted the loser who was about to fall off the ring with one hand, and poured it into the crowd.

Amidst the uproar, she turned around and stared at the person on the stage who was frowning at her.

With the sword still on her waist, her figure was slender and slender. After a while, only one arm was stretched out, and one finger was raised in the direction of the man.

Then that finger, lightly, ticked in his direction.

Without saying a word, the contempt is endless.

Her arrogance and arrogance were frozen into a superior disregard by the endless coldness on her body.

The noisy and noisy square was suddenly silent, and the air was as tense as a string about to break.

A moment later, the sluggish Jinliang man was furious instantly, and he drew his sword and was about to strike, while still yelling loudly,
"Where did you come from, you bitch! Lu Jianbuping drew his sword and came to my ring to help! I'm not afraid of losing my life!"

He was extremely fast, and the sword light was in front of him in a blink of an eye, and Yue Mo brought all his own internal strength, and the air was almost torn apart.

But in the face of such a sword with all her strength under such fury, the girl only stretched out two fingers amidst the worried exclamations of the audience and the booing of the audience, and pinched the sharp sword that broke through the wind with incomparable accuracy. blade.

The tip of the sword was right in front of her face, but no matter how hard the man tried his best, he couldn't go any further.

The exclamation and booing from the audience were instantly stuck in everyone's throats.

The air suddenly became silent again, and in this silence, the girl flicked her fingers lightly, her inner strength erupted silently, rippled in all directions, and the sharp sword blade was instantly snapped off easily like a silk thread, and a piece of it was connected The handle of the saber was still in the man's hand, but the other part was shot backwards with the girl's internal force. With a bang, it pierced through the man's shoulder and nailed bloody to the stone pillar.

After a while, the screams sounded dull.

On the wide square, the mighty mountain wind blew from the bluestone hall on the top of the mountain, crashed into the twelve hideous stone pillars, lifted the corners of the girl's blue robe, turned up the white skirt inside her clothes, and made an uproar like icy snow wave.

She stood on the huge arena, clinging to the undrawn sword, the end of the scabbard facing the mourning person on the ground, and said indifferently,
"I don't need to draw a knife to help, two fingers are enough to kill you."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head to look at the group of Jinliang people who were the most booed in the crowd just now, her voice was calm, but she didn't even bother to cover up the arrogant arrogance among them.
"Xia Fuyi, the third-rate swordsman in the Chiwei Kingdom, please enlighten me from the heroes of Jinliang."

After a pause, she suddenly hooked her lips, like a large spring flower suddenly blooming on a glacier, cold, proud and thick, just like her voice, lofty to the extreme,

"You can go together."

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar in the audience, and everyone in Jinliang blushed with anger.

In the crowd, Seventh Brother, who was still sighing just now, stared blankly at the stage, and suddenly froze.

The girl on the stage has a slender figure, but her back is as straight as a bamboo and as straight as indestructible steel. The corners of her clothes are billowing and arrogant, but it is different from the young man in Tsing Yi who came to the ring in the late autumn of that year and played all over 36 countries with drunkenness. Overlapped together.

The bodyguard disciple beside him pushed him, and whispered hurriedly,
"Seventh brother, isn't this the benefactor girl we met on the road? How could she pick so many people in Jinliang by herself! Jinliang still has many masters!"

Hearing this, Seventh Brother stared at the girl on the stage without blinking, and even subconsciously curled the corner of his lower lip,

"No, no matter how many masters Jinliang has, it's probably useless."

Just like at that time, the heroes of the 36 countries who thought they could exhaust their youthful strength by fighting with wheels, no matter how many people there were, they could only return in defeat under the unrivaled arrogant swordsmanship.

The uproar in the audience was not noticed by the people on the stage.

On the high stairs, the young man who had just arrived suddenly clenched his fists, almost lost his composure and slapped the table away, but was stopped by the man in black behind him with a low "Pavilion Master".

He slowly sat still, his eyes fixed on the girl in green on the stage, and his hands hidden under the table still couldn't help trembling slightly.

　Miscalculation!I thought I could write a play, but I still have one more chapter~~
　　There will be a show tomorrow~
　　Happy fourth day everyone hahahaha~ My relatives are having dinner at my house today, and my parents have prepared a table full of dishes. I feel that I will have everything for the next half month~
　　I will go to my uncle's house for dinner tomorrow, and then there should be no necessary banquets during the Spring Festival, so I can concentrate on updating and saving manuscripts~
　　I love you all~ Let’s have a prosperous new year~
　　
　
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