With one move, there were boos in the audience.

Zhou Chengqi suddenly realized that he had just said three moves, but as soon as he made a move, he drew his sword to greet him and attacked him with his backhand. Not to mention three moves, he did not give in a single move.

His face suddenly felt a burning hot, and he looked at the sneer raised by Yan Qing's lips, and he was even more angry and embarrassed.

Now it is just empty talk. Moreover, there is no need to do this, and the face that should be embarrassed has been lost.

Zhou Chengqi felt ruthless. If he was shameless, he would just use his internal force and launch an attack.

Yan Qingrui's body was like a flexible flying swallow, moving and flipping in his sword light, with a flowing figure and agile body, but she teased: "Master Zhou just said that I asked this master to let the master three moves. Did this master hear the wrong way?"

"The Lord Zhou is better than those hypocrites. You don't want to let yourself suffer a loss. You would rather be shameless."

"The Lord Zhou said something, and his subordinates did something, and they really stewed green. The Lord of the Hall feels that if Master Zhou's skin is peeled off and made into a shield, it will definitely be nothing to break and cannot be destroyed!"

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Zhou Chengqi listened to her thin lips and uttered a few words of teasing and ridiculousness. He was ashamed and annoyed, angry and resentful as he was pretty, but his martial arts skills were still so high, and his martial arts skills were not bad, but his mouth was still so straightforward. Even if he was very thick-skinned, he would be embarrassed in front of the entire Qingzhou martial arts world.

The embarrassed Zhou Chengqi felt that only by killing the person he was embarrassed to be the solution.

So, his offensive became more and more fierce. While drawing his sword, he said angrily: "Shut up, stinky girl, don't you know that people who talk too much die quickly?"

Yan Qingrui snorted lightly and actually agreed seriously: "What Master Zhou said makes sense. People who talk a lot must die faster than those who are thick-skinned, because thick-skinned can block swords!"

Zhou Chengqi: “…”

Although the two of them were fighting and bickering, their voices were not low. Everyone in the audience could hear it clearly, and many people burst into laughter.

These are all rough men in the world. They pay attention to saying one thing and don’t regret it. Zhou Chengqi relied on his words when he came on stage, and was inevitably looked down upon.

In addition to the people he is close to, many people have already scolded him for being shameless in the audience.

Yan Qingrui used the Qingxin Art. Although Zhou Chengqi's sword technique was strong, her moves were as expected everywhere. However, Zhou Chengqi's internal strength was not weak, so when he fought, Yan Qingrui was still a little worried and could not fight him head-on.

People like Zhou Chengqi have a very vicious vision. Seeing this, they even used their internal strength to focus on the sword, and slashed hard.

This style of play is shameless, but it is very useful. At least if Yan Qingrui dares not fight head-on, she will never be able to gain the upper hand.

Everyone in the audience watched, and their contempt for Zhou Chengqi was added a little more. It would be fine if they dealt with a little girl, but they would be shameless when they fight. It was really a waste of people who have been famous for more than ten years.

Some people also felt a little worried about the little girl named Yan Qing. Under such fierce internal force, if this little girl could not hold on, she would have died.

However, Yan Qingrui on the stage smiled at her lips and didn't care.

Zhou Chengqi wanted to use internal force to control her, so she fought with internal force, but internal force was consumed quickly, so it would take a look at how long Zhou Chengqi could last.
Chapter completed!