"You two? If you don't have mental strength, you can make a hundred moves. If you use mental strength, you can get up to ten strokes." Bai Jinyi answered with confidence.

Yuki smiled and continued to look at the two players who played against each other.

The expansion of InBev's swordsmanship is not bad, and there has been no room for counterattacks.

I saw the expansion of InBev and the three swords, and the last sword directly stabbed Lu Mingxu’s right hand.

Lu Mingxu subconsciously used the sword to block, the middle door has been exposed to the expansion of InBev.

Hey!

The expansion of InBev kicked out and flew Lu Mingxu.

"it is good!"

The disciples on the side of Jasper Peak heard a good voice.

"It’s not a big brother, it’s amazing."

"Win one game and win two more games. The Northwest Mine is also our Jasper Peak."

Many disciples whispered and screamed.

The three elders sitting in front, but their faces are gloomy.

The expansion of InBev is the second day in the door, second only to the Oriental Bingya. Although the other party lost, but only an ordinary disciple, Jia Qiong, Fang Lengqing, Song Xiucheng three geniuses have not yet shot.

This time than the test... hanging!

"Cold and sunny, you go up and ask for a few tricks." Li Pengpu did not have any loss on his face, everything was in his expectation.

"Yes."

Fang Lengqing should have a voice, stood up and floated on the platform.

"Ming Yuezong, Fang Lengqing, a lot of advice."

Hey!

Fang Lengqing finished the sentence, the long sword slipped into the hands, and straight into the InBev.

The two were dismantled and changed. From the point of view of swordsmanship and practice, the two were almost equal.

Fang Lengqing looked at the expansion of InBev, and his mouth showed a touch of disdain.

The speed of the long sword in the hand speeded up a few points, and the other palm was quietly hidden in the sleeve, slightly flashing the aura.

The swordsman of Fang Lengqing, who was promoted by Yingbo and a sword, just wanted to be close to me.

The smile of Fang Lengqing’s mouth is even worse. One palm is swung out, and a spiritual flame is ejected from the palm of his hand.

Boom.

The expansion of InBev was sprayed, followed by Fang Lengqing, a roundabout kick, and kicked Inbo.

Under the fall of the platform, the expansion of InBev has many blacks.

"Chemistry pharmacist!" The four elders looked at the old cold eyes and spit out three words.

Only the refining pharmacist can use the spiritual flame, and Fang Lengqing just showed this hand and directly indicated his other identity.

"It seems that you will need to shoot for a while." Bai Jinyi looked at the loser of the test, and the younger generation had the power to fight again, and only the Oriental Bingya.

"Jae Peak, Oriental Bingya, please enlighten me." Oriental Bingya slowly stepped on stage.

"The first day of Jasper Peak, one of the top ten talents of the ice country, Xiucheng." Li Pengpu bowed his head and played with the jade in his hand, and said that he did not lift his eyes.

"Yes, Master." Song Xiucheng looked at the oriental ice **** and licked his lips.

"Ming Yuezong, Song Xiucheng."

Oriental Bingya looked at Song Xiucheng's gaze, and his face was cold, and his sword was stabbed in his hand.

Looking at the action of the Oriental Bingya, the night feathers nodded slightly in the heart. These days, Bingya often accompanied himself to practice, and in the cultivation, there was a small improvement.

Song Xiucheng’s original ambiguous eyes suddenly became extremely hot, and in the hands of the aura, a wide-backed knife appeared in the palm of his hand.

Just lift the knife.

Song Xiucheng’s practice is far more violent than the Oriental Bingya, even though the Oriental Bingya released his own murderousness.

However, after all, the Oriental Bingya is not a night feather, and the murderousness of the body is far from affecting the mentality of the other party.