The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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However, no matter how angry Li Yaoyao is, Su Luo still leisurely climbs the broad and warm back of Nangong Liuyun.

Countless wind blades were smashed into powder when they flew around the Soviet Union.

Li Yaoyao is mad.

"Be careful!" On the occasion of Li Yaoyao's distraction, Situ Yufei flew up and held her in her arms.

"Hey--" a wind blade stabbed him in the back.

"Hey--" Situ squatted and took a breath.

This wind blade is really strange, and the skin that is stabbed is instantly bloody.

"Concentrate on the spirit, look around!" Situ screamed and helped Li Yaoyao block the wind.

Li Yaoyao slammed the bonfire and waved his sword. The cursing in the mouth kept them from passing.

Luo Dieyi and Luo Yuchen concentrated their spirits against the wind blade, without a slight distraction.

Bei Chen Ying and Zi Yan also responded with full concentration.

For Bei Chenying, this wind blade can just hone his actual combat.

Seeing the arrival of the wind blade, he did not destroy it with a sword, but constantly calculated in his heart, constantly stepping under his feet, squatting and squatting, in order to achieve the most exquisite footwork.

For him, this wind blade is not just a quarter of an hour, but a cultivation of the footwork from this attack.

Zi Yan knew his plans at a glance, so he fully cooperated with his actions.

Even later, she almost left Beichen Shadow and placed him in the wind blade in all directions.

The blood sword in the hands of Beichen Ying moved.

His sword speed soared to such a degree that the surrounding air was swaying.

Each sword has been crossed, and it can block more than a dozen wind blades.

This precise grasp of speed is beyond the reach of many people.

From the beginning of a sword can block more than a dozen wind blades, to the back, Bei Chen Ying a sword crossed, dozens of wind blade smashed down.

"唰-"

The last wave of wind blade ends.

North Chen Ying is still unfinished.

"How come?" Beichen Shadow was anxious to catch the ear.

He is training to the key point, the inspiration flashes past, almost caught, and the wind blade is gone?

Bei Chen Ying sighed, very dissatisfied.

Li Yaoyao and Luo Dieyi and others glared at him.

They all want to end the wind blade early, and the time of a quarter of an hour arrives early. This person, actually, is too little to abandon the wind blade?

However, after the sword was put up, there was a slight change in the atmosphere of Beichen Ying.

If he said that he was flamboyant and elegant, then he now gives people a sense of sharpness.

It is like a peerless sword that has not been inserted into the scabbard.

Li Yaoyao wanted to blame a few words, and finally stopped his mouth and said nothing.

At this time, with a bang, a huge screen appeared in front of everyone.

On the screen, the four turntables are constantly turning.

Below the turntable is the name of a group.

The first group, Nangong Liuyun and Sulu.

The second group, Bei Chen Ying and Zi Yan.

The third group, Li Yaoyao and Situ Yu.

The fourth group, Luo Dieyi and Luo Yuchen.

I don't know how the nine temples learned their names, but now their names really appear below the turntable.

The first group to stop is the fourth group.

"Eight."

Luo Zhiyi and Luo Weichen scored eighty.

The third set of turntables followed.

Li Yaoyao and Situ Yude: "Seventy."

Li Yaoyao is frowning!

She did not expect that she and the two brothers would join hands and would lose to their brothers and sisters. It is simply unreasonable.

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