"She is so courageous!"

Everyone in the audience saw that Duanmu Yawang's face was pale, her lips were still a little purple, her arm wound hadn't been bandaged yet, and she didn't hesitate to face the challenge, and they all chose to face the challenge. They all felt that she was a little bit reluctant, and hummed softly: " She is so injured, I don't believe she can really win!"

Some people didn't believe it, Fu He said: "If she can win, I will take out half of the family property and give it to the people in the low area!"

"Yo yo yo!"

Some people can't believe it, "You hate people in the low area so much. You are so stingy on weekdays, but you are so generous today. If Duanmu Yawang really wins half of your property, you really won't have it!"

The man was angry and annoyed: "What do you mean, you mean I can't afford to lose?"

Someone next to him laughed and said: "I don't know if you can afford to lose, but your bet is too big. What if you really win?"

The words that were spoken, the water that was poured out, and the words that were spoken, the person knew that he could never take it back, so he could only bite the bullet and said: "Do you think she has copper skin and iron bones, can you win this way?"

Everyone is still very interested in such a bet, "According to what you said, you have already made up your mind. Do you have to make this bet?"

"Make up your mind!"

The man hummed, "If you think she will win, you should also place a bet and see who can win in the end!"

As a result, the people in the audience took the bet so seriously.

Seeing that Duanmu Yawang had agreed, the emissary on stage asked his subordinates to lead Ji Qingsan up, and after handing over the rest to his subordinates, he went to another prince again to continue hosting.

After Ji Qingsan took the stage, he hesitated for a while, and walked to Duanmu Yawang, squatted down, and smiled with her face-to-face smile: "Miss Duanmu, I'm sorry this time I think I'm going to take advantage of others."

"Take advantage of people's dangers may not really be successful." Duan Muya hopes that he does not hate him, and the smile on his face also generously returned a smile to him.

Ji Qingsan's face straightened, "I can see, Miss Duanmu, you are very confident."

Duanmu Yawang did not answer this question, but was very curious: "You don't look like someone who is at risk, why did you choose me to be your opponent?"

Ji Qingsan replied very seriously: "You are quick to shoot, and every move is almost never empty. I like to fight against the masters. I want to try it and it feels like playing against you."

Duanmu Yawang smiled, squinted and said, "Master Ji, aren't you afraid to stop this street?"

Ji Qingsan shook his head and said with a smile: "If you stop, you will stop. The strength is not enough. There is nothing to be a pity. Besides, I stop this year and try again next year. There is nothing to be a pity."

"Master Ji is open-minded."

"Open-mindedness is not counted, but I understand very well that these things are impossible to ask for, and winning or losing is only because of your own strength. Insufficient strength, that is just your own problem."

Duanmu Yawang smiled: "Master Ji is also very transparent, I like your temperament."

When she said this, Ye Nongying had almost bandaged her, and carefully bandaged her wound with a perfect knot.

Looking at the bandaged wound, Ye Nongying was very satisfied. She stood up and looked at Duanmuya: "The arm wound is still quite wide, and it almost hurts the bone. You should pay attention to it after a fight. Don't pull it too much. , Really hurts the bones."

"Okay, I will."

Duanmu Yawang nodded, and handed Xiao Bailu's little hand to her, and said: "Hold for nothing, you just won, see if anyone wants to fight with you."

"good."

Ye Nongying responded, and took Xiao Bailu's hand and went down.

Duanmu Ya looked at her arm and then stood up and said to Ji Qing three times, "Master Ji, shall we start now?"

"sure."

Ji Qingsan nodded, "Miss Duanmu, we are just fighting and will never hurt your life."

"good."

Duanmu Yawang nodded and said, "Let's get started."

"Then... offend!"

As soon as these words fell, Ji Qingsan narrowed her eyes and flashed for a moment, and came to the back of Duanmu Yawang suddenly, seeing the blade flash, Hanmang slashed down at Duanmu Yawang's neck!

"So fast!"

Everyone watching in the audience was startled, "This Ji Qingsan looks like he is very strong, why didn't he notice the existence of such a person before?"

"Yes, we didn't notice it either. It should be a new person from Fifth Street."

The fast speed of Ji Qingsan surprised Ye Nongying in the audience.

She can be sure that this Ji Qingsan is really extraordinary!

He should be the biggest opponent Duanmu Yawang has encountered so far!

When Ji Qingsan flashed in front of Duanmu Yawang, she immediately had an illusion, keenly, she took advantage of the trend and the hair on her neck was erected, and she had no weapons in her hands. For such a sword spirit, she would never be able to do it, she could only Dodge back!

The body is like a dragon, turning over and avoiding the blade!

"Miss Duanmu, if you can only hide, it would be boring." Ji Qingsan chuckled lightly. The laughter did not contain any irony, but was very serious. When he spoke, his speed was beyond Duanmu's ears. Ya looked up at her throat!

It's faster than before!

"Wow!"

The people in the audience were all attracted by Ji Qingsandu's speed, and they all exclaimed, staring at him with reluctance to blink their eyes.

Don't want to miss any wonderful actions.

Because this time it was positive, Duanmu Ya looked at Ji Qingsan's weapon clearly while dodged.

It was a double-edged sword with cold light.

This double-edged sword is said to be a sword, but in fact it is more like a flying knife. Both ends of the flying knife are curved and curved. Ji Qingsan's hand is held in the center of the knife. When he turns his hand, the double-edged sword swayed like Flying saucer, as fast as a round saucer!

But the cold light is shimmering, so sharp that it makes everyone cold!

Duanmu Ya looked at it, but his eyes lit up.

She also likes strong opponents.

When facing Ji Qingsan's words, she smiled and dodged his attack. She and Ji Qingsan were like a fast flying flying saucer, almost no one could catch them all!

The people in the audience were dumbfounded and swallowed secretly.

This Duanmu Yawang was actually injured and didn't let the wind go down when facing Ji Qingsandu. He really had two brushes!

"Miss Duanmu?"

The translator chased people and beat them, not counting even a move. Ji Qing frowned, "You are not inferior to me, why don't you have a hearty fight with me?"

Dodging like this, he is not happy at all!

"I also feel boring. Since we are fighting, we naturally have to show strength." Duanmu Yawang said yes, smiled, reached into the bag of the universe, touched the handle of the original moving sky sword, and pulled out the sword almost. In an instant, golden light burst out, covering several nearby tables in an instant!

"what!"

There was a sound of consternation all around, "What kind of light is this?"

"Well!"

Someone groaned dullly, covering his chest, and said uncomfortably: "What kind of spiritual pressure, so strong..."

On the stage, Ji Qingsan's eyes shone with light and smiled: "Miss Duanmu, this is right!"

Come on, he shook the double-edged knife, and flickered and attacked like a giant light when the cold air condensed!

This time, Duanmu Ya didn't want to dodge or hide, she swung her sword to resist!

"Boom!"

There was a popping sound from the top of the platform, and the people under the stage felt that the spiritual pressure was so strong that they couldn't breathe, each of them softened their legs, hugged their heads, and groaned in pain.

They have no energy to watch the fight.

Only sparse people who can withstand these spiritual pressures are left watching, and the eyes of those people are full of amazement!

"This is simply a duel of masters, it's eye-opening!"

"Yes, it turns out that this is Duanmu Yawang's weapon, I feel that this sword is so strong!"

After their words fell, another dazzling light came from their heads, and at the same time a stronger sword aura broke out. Everyone had no time to react, and they were also affected by the spiritual pressure and had a headache!

Just thinking about whether he would miss the wonderful scene, he heard a muffled sound, and the spiritual pressure around him instantly weakened. Everyone didn't know what was going on. When they looked up, there were still people fighting in the air.

He lowered his head slightly, and then saw Duanmu Yawang standing on the stage with a long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword dripping blood...