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The Imperial Palace examination room.

The arrival of a musk was just arrived, and Ye Fan appeared in the stands of Shenlong.

Although seven women want to watch such a conference on the spot, for safety, Ye Fan still let them stay in the ring first.

Ren Tiankuo glanced at him. "I just had a night of watching the stars, is it related to your side?"

Ye Fan looked at the night stand in the distance and found that the night star was calm and there was no panic.

"Let the fog fall in the night, but it should still be in the Imperial City", Ye Fandao.

"What? The foggy night is coming to the Imperial City!? He dared to come alone!?" Yao Xingzhi was surprised.

"He didn't dare to do anything, but he couldn't beat it." Ren Tiankuo laughed.

Ye Fan’s mouth is slightly raised, so it’s true that it’s true, but there’s another time... I can’t run it.

Ye Fan saw that the flowers fell and the fog night son went to the ring at this time. It was not surprising that he thought it had already begun.

When I heard the person next to me, I realized that it was to take care of the injury, and I forgot to give time to rest.

At this time, the flower fell to the stands and looked at it again. It was found that Ye Fan had returned, and the girl’s face suddenly smiled happily.

"Flower sister, who are you looking at, laughing so happy, but your lover?" The fog night son also recovered a rosy face at the moment, asked with a smile.

The flowers are small and big, and the eyes are flashing. "It’s not, it’s my teacher! Today my teacher is here, I must get the first, repay the teacher!

Miss Zhenzi, I know that you also want to win the first place for the Master of the Demon Lord, but I will not let you succeed. ”

"Oh?" The foggy night is a serious look. "That will let us do our best, without regret..."

"Miss Zhenzi, offended!" The flowers are not hesitant, and they have been repaired for a moment, and they are directly turning on the mad dragon!

Sword and Longyan raging and raging swept through the ring!

"Flower swords, angry seas!"

The flower fell and did not move. Instead, it was wrapped in a strong enough sword-protective layer, and a sword stabbed the ring!

During the embarrassing time, there were a series of vortexes in the whole platform, and the red-gold flame formed numerous "flowers and bones".

The fog night son has nowhere to stand, only to jump to the sky!

But at this moment, all the flowers bloom suddenly, exploding with countless swords rockets!

The dense rocket fired from the entire platform will be completely dyed into a sea of ​​swords!

"A good girl! This trick is used to deal with Qingqiu, so that it can't be avoided, there are indeed ideas!" Ye Hongxu praised.

Ye Fan frowned. "This density... not enough..."

Everyone glimpsed, it is strange what the meaning of the sword **** in the end, just see the sky above the ring, the fog night Zhenzi turned into a green mans, a precise and extremely fast fall!

It's like a blue meteor, hitting a small drop!

"Hey!" The small body of the flower was strongly shaken back and flew out!

The sword on the ring is ignited by the fire!

The flower fell a sword and stabbed it on the platform, barely slowing down, and did not slip out of the ring!

Looking up again, the foggy night son has turned into a green mang, and once again hit her!

The flowers fell a little, and a sword greeted, but found that they had emptied, and the foggy night had already circled her behind her, and the palm of her hand fell and flew again!

The flowers squirted blood and looked at the misty night.

"This... This Qingqiu's **** is completely avoiding such a dense sword?!" The people were shocked.

Ye Fan said faintly: "The idea of ​​a small drop is right, but she overestimated the speed and density of her sword.

That Qingqiu’s ‘light 荏苒’ actually played a time difference.

The foggy night son used the shadow dance to forcibly change the time around, so every sword meaning, in fact, did not intersect with her.

It seems to have been avoided, but only outsiders look.

That is to say... the fog night can still find a path without a sword, and find a safe time point to move. ”

"What should I do? Is there no chance of winning in Xiaoluo?" Ye Hongxu couldn't bear.

"Why didn't you have a chance to win?" Ren Tiankuo snorted. "The shadow dance of the fox family is really powerful, but it is not invulnerable.

Both methods can be broken, or you are faster than them. After all, how to use the time difference, there will still be time to stay.

Either... use enough power to destroy the surrounding environment, space and even time so that they can't move smoothly.

If there is no solution to the shadow dance, how did the Qingqiu people in the ancient times be beaten by their ancestors? ”

Everyone smiled bitterly. "Tiankuo ancestors, you just pursued the power of shadow dance."

Ren Tiankuo dismissed: "Can you restrain the shadow dance, it is necessary to divide people, it is difficult for you to deal with it."

A group of ancestors and elders are all looking sad, but they are said to have no temper.

"So it seems that there is no chance for Xiaoling," Ling Yanji sighed.

Ye Fan is a blink of an eye: "If it is a battlefield, the fog night must be an invincible place, but this is a battle for a battle... there is still a chance."

Just when everyone was wondering, on the stage, the flowers suddenly disappeared, but the two hands clasped the sword, tied the sword on the ring, and constantly released the sword and dragon inflammation around!

In the foggy night, the real son attacked several times in a row, and the flower was beaten and bruised, but the girl was dead on the ring, and the sword was swayed in a wide range.

Looking at the **** flowers on the face, the audience has been too many to bear to watch.

"What is she doing? Is this going to be killed by living?"

"This little body, how is it so embarrassing!? Just that Ren Zhuo seems to be hit by a blow!?"

"Two little girls, playing so badly?!"

Everyone was amazed by the flowers and they were amazed at the physical quality of the girls.

"It seems... this girl also thought of it," Ye Fan smiled gratifiedly.

"I understand that the shadow dance consumes a lot of money, and the small drop is to spend with the foggy night!" Ye Hongxue is difficult to channel.

Many people have gradually returned to the taste, and it is impossible to attack the misty night of the sun.

However, if the real child of the fog night can't completely knock down the flower, she can continue to use the sword to continue to exert pressure.

Whether the two are the first to be defeated by the flowers, or the foggy night is not physically strong, it is to fight a basic skill!

The blood fluttered from the small body of the flower, and the girl's skirt had been dyed red, but she bit her teeth and continued to support.

After several times, I was almost kicked out of the ring. I was forced to protect myself with the sword and rushed back to the center of Fujian.

The fog night son is also uncomfortable. Although she avoids a lot of swordsmanship attacks, it is very expensive for her.

The lethality of the sword is very difficult for her to fight. One who is not careful, she may fall first.

Feeling that his legs and feet are getting more and more cumbersome, the fog night son knows that he can't start the shadow dance.

She took full advantage of her strength and once again turned into a blue Huaguang, and she planned to kick the flowers out!

At the same time, the flower that fell into the blood suddenly looked up, and the golden flame in the eyelids suddenly blazed a few points!

"Roar!"

On the stage, a dragon scorpion, actually launched a small range of "counter-scale anger"! ?