Chapter 462: Blessed General, my Blessed General

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Because it was the last game, Ye Liuli said that he attached great importance to not eating seeds, and stared intently on the platform.
"Cousin, I'm so scared. Do you think Leng Qinghuan will win?"
Dongfang Ling took a deep look at the two on the stage, "No."
A bowl of cold water just poured on Ye Liuli's head. "Isn't Leng Qingying a black horse? Leng Qingying passes through three levels and cuts six. How can he not win?"
Dongfang Martyr said, "I haven't explained it to you before? The martial arts level faults of the people who participated in the martial arts conference are too serious to win everyone, it does not mean that they can win Huang Luofeng, and there is almost no possibility of victory." "If it wasn't for Huang Yitian's desire to continue to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, Huang Luofeng would not have participated in the martial arts conference."
Ye Liuli understands that this is like the junior high school mathematics teachers competing for the boss of the department and suddenly airborne a national treasure-level mathematician, the people on both sides are not a grade at all.
Ye Liuli took a deep breath and murmured, "God bless, let a miracle occur! A miracle must occur!"
Dong Fang laughed and whispered softly, "After the miracle? You let Leng Qingxi run to become the leader of the martial arts alliance, what should the Sands Kingdom do?"
"Uh ..." This problem stumped Ye Liuli. "He doesn't have other brothers. What about the princes?"
Dongfang Ling glanced over the stage, "I'm afraid he'll be killed by him."
"Well, so you guys are too cruel in this era, not as good as in ancient China, how many more grandfathers can be left?"
"what did you say?"
"No ... no ... I didn't say anything, yeah, they started to fight, let's look at it." Ye Liuli shed a cold sweat on his back. Dong Fang was so smart that he was afraid he would hear anything.
Although Ye Liuli would not confess, Oriental Fang was too clever and would use rhetoric.
On the stage, Huang Luofeng and Leng Qingxi have already fought.
Needless to say, Huang Luofeng had attended the Wulin Conference with a mentality of completing the task. He did not look at his opponents at all. The entire Songling City, with the exception of Jun Luohua, could fight him for no more than three hundred rounds. People, these three masters also came to see the lively, did not participate in the martial arts conference.
Originally Huang Luofeng was very disdainful of Leng Qingyun. After all, his martial arts are really gorgeous. He looked down on these flower shelves, but only found out that under the gorgeous appearance, he had real kung fu and was fatal.
Soon, the ten rounds were over.
Huang Luofeng's cheeks were suddenly refreshed, "Well, boy."
Leng Qingshang was not used to others calling his boy, but then raised an eyebrow, "You are also very good, civilian."
Huang Luofeng didn't care what the other party called him, "Be careful, you need to be serious in the next step." Then, the inner force was poured into the sword.
Leng Qingzhang didn't dare to neglect, and the Water Sword was worthy to resist. This offense and defense made a huge sound of metal collision.
Onlookers Haiqi Qi exclaimed.
Fighting continues.
I don't know who said something in the crowd, "You guys didn't find that, the sword that Leng Qingyu took was really good."
"Yeah, yeah, just after Huang Daxia's sword split over, Leng Qingying's long sword was almost chopped into an arc. I thought that the sword was going to be chopped, but I didn't expect it to be broken, and its toughness was too good. Come on! "
"I don't know where he bought that sword, I want to buy one too."
"So good sword, it won't be cheap to think of it."
"The most important thing for our people is the weapon. No matter how expensive it is, we have to buy everything."
For a while, because of the scene just now, everyone was talking about Leng Qingyu's sword.
Ye Liuli heard it, startled, and whispered, "Is that too exaggerated? How good is it to see the Sword of Water from a long distance?"
"Natural," Dongfang's lip hook is extremely conceited. "Just the impact and radian, I changed a sword long ago and it all depends on the tough core inside. Although these martial arts people do not cast swords, they use There are more weapons and a wide range of knowledge. "
Ye Liuli was pleasantly surprised, "That is to say, the Sword of Swords has become a blockbuster?"
Dongfang 洌 eyes narrowed, "Not enough."
On the stage.
The two people under shock were also taken aback. It can be said that Huang Luofeng really regretted it at this moment. He naturally recognized that Leng Qingying was holding the Shuijian sword. Now the truth is clear, Huang Zhitong and Jun Luohua Already together, he should not have allowed Xiaoyao and Yunyue to come to Taiwan.
Moreover, this sword ... is indeed a rare treasure.
Leng Qingyun knew that this was a good sword, but he didn't know it was so good, and his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger.
However, even with fighting spirit, Leng Qingying was not naive to think he could win. He glanced at the Shuijian sword in his hand and suddenly thought of an losing method that would not be too shameless.
However, Leng Qingquan flashed, screamed, and then attacked Huang Luofeng directly.
Huang Luofeng saw what he wanted and chose to respond, otherwise dragging on would be meaningless and shameful.
A loud noise once again surprised everyone, including Huang Luofeng-but saw that the sword in Huang Luofeng's hand was actually divided into two, and the cold and green Shuihu sword was intact.
Leng Qingxi took the opportunity to recruit an archer, "Huang Huangxia, lost."
Everyone was horrified. How could it be that Leng Qingyu had the upper hand, and how could he lose?
Leng Qingyi continued to explain, "Now Huang Daxia's sword is damaged because the weapons are not good enough, but the martial arts conference is martial arts rather than weapons, so Huang Daxia is undefeated. Unfortunately, my internal strength has reached the limit and I will fight again It doesn't move, so I can only admit defeat. "
Huang Luofeng lowered her head, didn't care what victory or defeat, but stared at the residual sword on the ground.
Did he ... miss something?
"Mr. Huang?" Leng Qingxi questioned.
Huang Luofeng looked up. "Get a price."
"Uh?" Leng Qingyun was puzzled.
It was on the ring, Huang Luofeng reached out and pointed at the Shuijian sword in Leng Qingying's hand, "The Shuijian sword was originally intended to be given to me by Xiaoyao, but I refused, but I didn't expect this sword to be so good. You opened For a price, sell it to me. "
Leng Qing shuddered, glanced at Ye Liuli and Dong Fang indifferently, and then said, "Sorry Huang Xia, don't sell any gold."
For a while, it boiled under the ring.
Dong Fang is very excited. Although his cheeks are still calm, his cheeks are slightly red, his eyes are bright.
He succeeded! The Sword of the Water Margin was astonishing, and the rest would have to be gathered together.
Because she was too happy, Dongfang embraced Ye Liuli and lowered her head to kiss her forehead. "Fu Jiang, my Fu Jiang."
"How weak is the pro forehead?" Ye Liuli held his face with both hands, and went up to kiss him directly.
"..." Dongfang Yu.
The eyes of the crowd were ambiguous, but they also felt that the men and women were beautiful, and the picture was very seductive.
On the ring platform, Huang Luofeng saw the two people in the stands hugging and kissing in public, but felt that they could not breathe in one place, but what could they do? Who made him refuse the Water Margin Sword at the beginning?