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"Wow, brother Lu Ming is so handsome and domineering! If Dore wants to marry you, it doesn't matter if she is a concubine. "

"Ha ha, if you look at how rampant he is, Lu Ming will not give up if he doesn't give up!"

"Lu Ming, the little sword God, is one of the strong men in the potential list. What can Xu compare with him?"

On the platform, song Wuji spoke.

"Since Lu Ming wants to play as soon as possible, he can make an exception and let you two play first."

It seems that these elders want Lu Ming to clean himself up earlier.

Xu Qing thought so, but clapped his hands.

"Tut Tut, a cultural person is a cultural person. If you read more books, you can speak as well as a singer."

"I'm not as powerful as you are, but I'm not as good as animals in killing pigs and dogs!"

"Since you want to be a beast so much, I'll help you!"

With a flash of cold light in Xu Qing's hand, there were two more swords with gold handle and silver blade.

On the blade, there is a black dragon with ferocious claws and teeth, which adds invisible killing momentum to the whole knife.

This is the Tianxing blade that accompanied Xu Qing for many years.

Holding Tianxing blade in both hands, Xu Qing boarded the arena.

"If you dare to scold brother Lu Ming, you will die!"

"Brother Lu Ming, you must repair this guy well, and let out his evil spirit!"

"If you don't die, you won't die!"

Xu Qing's words before stepping on the challenge arena angered countless people.

On the challenge arena, Lu Ming, the little sword God, was also full of hatred.

How dare you insult yourself as a singer and a beast!

Even if there is no elder brother Chen said, he will kill this guy in front of him.

"Look at the sword!"

As soon as Lu Ming, the little sword God, waves his sword, he goes to Xu Qingci.

This sword has a sharp angle. If other opponents feel desperate, they can't dodge.

"So cheap, so cheap."

"But there are too many flaws in your sword!"

With a clang sound, Xu Qing's left hand Tianxing blade bounced out the sword of Lu Ming, the God of small sword.

Hissing, his snow white clothes were cut by Xu Qing's right hand Tianxing blade, exuding a bloodstain.

If he had not been able to hide quickly, the knife might have been life-threatening.

Under the challenge arena, there was a sound of air conditioning.

Who could have thought that Lu Ming, the strongest sword God in group A, suffered a loss just after a confrontation.

Lu Ming, the little sword God, flashed a dignified color in his eyes and pulled out the short sword behind his back.

"Hundred step flying sword!"

With a whoosh, the dagger attacked Xu Qing.

But when the dagger was about to hit Xu Qing's throat, Xu Qing stretched out two fingers and clamped the dagger.

"Did you get a fake? It's not of good quality. "

As soon as Xu Qing tried his fingers, his sword broke.

"Don't be happy too early. The next sword depends on how you can resist it!"

Lu Ming, the little sword God, took a deep breath. Suddenly, he started to move, and his speed became faster and faster. It seemed that there were countless figures around him holding the sword.

"I'm going to strangle him. It's so powerful that I can't see where he is!"

"This is the unique skill of Xiaojian God. WANYING belongs to the sword technique. The enemies who die in his hands can form a small slope!"

In the crowd's discussion, Lu Ming, the God of the small sword, cried out: "WANYING Guizong, die for me!"

At this moment, his unique skills were brought to the extreme, just like dozens of Lu Ming's swords and stabbed Xu Qing.

"Well, it's interesting!"

Xu Qing didn't have so many tricks, so he rushed forward, holding Tianxing blade in both hands.

Qiang, Qiang, Qiang

People feel a flower in front of them. They hear a lot of metal collision. Then Xu Qing and dozens of Lu Ming pass by.

Several dozens of Lu Ming gradually come together, and Lu Ming's real body appears. He keeps holding the sword and turns his back to each other like Xu Qing.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Three seconds later, Xu Qing's body suddenly shook and his knees bent down.

This guy is going to fall. It's Lu Ming, the little sword God, who won.

Judging from his posture, he must have been badly hurt.

A lot of faces appear happy.

But in an instant, the joy on their faces congealed.

"The shoelaces are a little loose."

Xu Qing bent down and tied his shoes.

Click, click, click!

The sword in Lu Ming's hand is broken into three pieces.

Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff.

"You, you..."

Lu Ming, the little sword God, raised his head and wanted to say something, but he couldn't hold on and passed out.Lu Ming, the little sword God, was abandoned, and the idea floated in people's minds.

There was no one to say a word!

Including those fans who like Lu Ming, they cover their mouths one by one, and their faces are unbelievable.

Suddenly, Xu Qing pointed to Chen Qing under the challenge arena with his Tianxing blade and announced on the spot.

"Mr. Xu is just my pseudonym. My real name is Xu shaqing!"

"Chen Qing, you wash my neck and wait. The final is the day when you die!"

Chen Qing's face was gloomy and his eyes were full of venom.

"You dare to hurt my brother Lu Ming and challenge me."

"Then you'll wait for a place to die."

……

Soon, the semi-final was over, and the five people who participated in the final were chased out of the arena.

In addition to Xu shaqing, who changed his name to Xu Qinghua, who replaced Lu Ming in group A, the other four are the four members of the potential list, Chen Qinghe and the disciples of the three major sects.

Before the start of the final, Xu Qing came to the place where the organizers bet.

"Xu, Mr. Xu, no, no, Xu shaqing, what are you doing here?"

The organizers who are happy to count the money are shocked to see Xu Qing coming.

See oneself just like see evil spirit general, Xu Qing does not have good strange way: "the Lord comes to bet not to be able to."

"I bet on myself to win the first prize!"

"What, are you going to bet yourself?"

"Why, no?"

"Yes, no, no problem."

"Let's bet 100 million."

Xu Qing called Yin Zhou and asked him to transfer 100 million yuan online.

After the bet, Xu Qing asked him, "is your bet fair?"

"Of course, it's fair. There is a third-party platform to do justice. As long as you can win the first prize and win the money, you will immediately call into your account."

The man said so, but in his heart he despised it.

You can win. Dream.

Soon, the final officially began.

In the first game, Xu Ye of Jiangsu Province played against Xu qianer, a fairy in Yunv mountain.

Xu qianer, a little fairy in a pink Han suit, boarded the arena. She looked up and down at Xu Qing with her big eyes of curiosity.

"Xu shaqing, you're so cruel. I'm so scared."

"What do you want me to do?"

With that, Xu qian'er blinked her big eyes and flashed to Xu Qing.

"No way."

Xu Qing shook his head.

"Well, can't you, a man, let a woman?

Cheapskate, drink cold water

Xu qian'er stamped her feet angrily.

But Xu Qing is a smile.

"If it's a beautiful woman, I'll let it go."

"But You look too low

To others, Xu qian'er is a beauty, but to Xu Qing, she is a small wild flower.

"You, you want to die!"

Xu qian'er Qi's pretty face shows an iron green color.

She is regarded as one of the great beauties in the martial arts world by the disciples of many sects. The men who pursue her can be sent to the foot of the Jade Maiden Mountain.

How dare Xu Qing say that she has low appearance??

With a crack, she took a whip out of her hand and took it to Xu Qing.