Chapter 1161: A sword dance moves everywhere!

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Seeing the scene on the ring, the Korean delegation also laughed and said:
"Senior Brother Jin is a black belt 8th-segment master, how can the little ladies compare?"
"Come on, take that Chinese girl off!"
"That's it! There are still key points that I haven't seen yet!"
Hearing this roar of laughter, the members of the Huaxia delegation were extremely angry. They only felt that the monstrous anger was burning in their hearts, and they wished to rush to fight with them.
Ye Fan's eyes were also extremely cold, killing the silence, and sternly said: "If you encounter a Korean warrior in the next knockout, you will kill you!"
"Yes!" everyone said in unison.
On the ring.
Bae Wu fell to the ground and suffered severe injuries. His waist was pressed by Kim Jong-hyun's knees, and he couldn't move at all.
"Chuff! Chuck! Chuck..."
Kim Jong-hyun's beastly proliferation, as if turned into a beast, kept tearing at Bae Wu's samurai uniform.
Soon, the samurai uniform was torn to pieces, and the long legs without fat, and the lower abdomen with clear vest lines were completely exposed to the air, stimulating people's optic nerves.
In the end, only in the key parts, there are two palm-sized rags to hide shame.
In the martial arts conference, there were very few female warriors. In addition, the battle between Bae Wu and Kim Jong-hyun was extremely long. The other arenas were over, and the second ring was still going on, so this duel attracted many people’s attention. .
"Gudong!"
"Gudong!"
"Gudong!"
Looking at Pei Wu's delicate body, many warriors who watched the battle swallowed their saliva, their eyes were full of covetousness, and they roared:
"Tsk tusk... the figure of this Chinese chick is really hot, even more perfect than the Victoria's Secret model!"
"It's really cheap for that Korean guy. If I change to play, I definitely have to play with those long legs!"
"Hey...Koryo warrior, don't patronize yourself, take her naked!"
...
Hearing these voices, Kim Jong-hyun smiled more vigorously on his face, and said fiercely: "Little girl, if you still don't admit defeat, then I will be in the public, and I will you directly!"
Kim Jong-hyun's appearance is definitely not joking.
Immediately afterwards, he unexpectedly began to untie his belt, as if he was really going to stage a live erotica under the eyes of thousands of warriors.
Seeing this scene, the warriors from all countries in the audience issued wailing wolf howls, waiting to watch a good show.
"Hehehe..." Kim Jong-hyun said with a smile: "Life is like this, since you can't resist, then enjoy it silently! Don't worry, I have good skills, I promise to make you want to die!"
"Asshole, even if I die, I won't make you cheaper! Aha!"
At the end, Bae Wu turned her head and spit out abruptly, hitting Kim Jong-hyun's cheek.
Unexpectedly, Kim Jong-hyun was not angry, but showed a wretched expression. He wiped off the saliva that Pei Wu spit on his face with his fingers, and then he put his fingers in his mouth abnormally and tasted it with relish.
"Tsk tusk...Is this the smell of the Chinese ladies? It smells really good!"
Hearing these abnormal words, Pei Wu's delicate body shuddered slightly.
Even if she is professionally trained, she is not a robot after all, and she will be afraid and afraid.
The reason why she has refused to surrender is because she has a firm belief that she would rather die than lose.
She is not allowed to lose on the battlefield, let alone lose in the hands of a Korean.
At this time, there was another quivering voice behind him.
Obviously, Kim Jong-hyun is already "prepared" and wants to be beastly.
"Puff!"
At the moment of the moment, Pei Wu spit out a big mouthful of blood, sprayed it on the Jinghong Sword, and let out a cuckoo crying blood:
"With my blood, sacrifice to the ancestors, Pei's sword dance, reappear the world!"
As soon as the voice fell, the Jinghong Sword buzzed and vibrated, as if there was something terrifying being summoned and was about to wake up.
"boom!"
The next moment, a sword light shot up into the sky, penetrated the transparent light shield, and went straight to the sky, causing the wind and clouds to change color.
Immediately afterwards, the majestic, overbearing, golden and iron horse, the will of martial arts swallowing mountains and rivers, shot out from the Shocking Sword, spreading in all directions, filling the entire arena.
Kim Jong-hyun also seemed to have encountered an invisible shock wave, was directly blasted more than ten meters away, and fell heavily to the ground, embarrassed.
Because he had already untied the belt of his trousers, he was caught off guard and had no time to react, so the vital parts three inches below the abdomen were also exposed.
Upon seeing this, everyone in the audience burst into laughter:
"Ahahaha... just this little earthworm, it looks like it's not as long as my little finger!"
"This Koryo warrior is a'needle' man!"
"With this thing, I am embarrassed to show it off? I was much more majestic than him in elementary school!"
...
Hearing everyone's ridicule, Kim Jong-hyun's face turned into pig liver color, as ugly as if he had eaten shit.
For men, this is a great humiliation!
He counted all the accounts on Pei Wu's head, gritted his teeth and said: "Smelly lady, no matter what you are doing, you can't beat me!"
At this time, Pei Wu got up from the ground, holding the Jinghong Sword, although he was still bruised and bloody, but there was a raging flame in his beautiful eyes.
"There used to be a beautiful lady, Gongsun clan, a sword dancing weapon moved everywhere!"
Pei Wu's voice was ethereal and ethereal, as if it came from the Nine Heavens Profound Realm.
As soon as the voice fell, the flowing clouds in all directions, as if being called by a mysterious power, came frantically towards the second ring.
"The viewer is as depressed as a mountain, and the world is low for so long!"
Pei Wu generally recites poems, while holding the Jinghong sword, dancing.
Between the gestures, there was no slaying air, like the phoenix flying, the butterfly dancing, the joy of viewing, and the pleasing to the eye, all at once attracted the attention of everyone in the field, and they couldn't move their eyes at all.
Even Kim Jong-hyun was fascinated by her dancing, his hostility disappeared, his face was obsessed, his tight muscles suddenly relaxed, as if he had forgotten where he was.
"Huo Ruyi shoots nine sunsets, like a dragon flying like a dragon!"
Suddenly, Pei Wu's talk changed, from the previous tactful to sonorous and powerful.
This ring seems to have turned into a battlefield for the golden horse and iron horse.
At the same time, she moves faster and faster, and the sword dance is also opening and closing, with great strength.
The invisible sword energy agitated, intertwined into a dense sword net and enveloped Jin Jong-hyun.
However, at this moment, Jin Jong-hyun's pupils were dizzy, and everything in his sight seemed to have disappeared, leaving only the fluttering figure in front of him, turning a deaf ear to the danger at hand.
"Puff, chick, chick!!!"
The sharp sword aura hit his body, and in an instant, hundreds of wounds appeared on his body, as if he had suffered a severe punishment.
"Come like thunder to take away the anger, let it go like a river and sea!"
With Pei Wu's last cry, the light of the sword converged in an instant, disappeared into the Jinghong Sword, and became invisible, as if it had never appeared before.
Heaven and earth, calm again.
"thump!"
Suddenly, Jin Jong-hyun fell to the ground, his body was cut into hundreds of pieces of flesh by the sword energy, and he fell on the ground like a pool of fleshy mud.
Life is extinct, and there are no dead bodies.
...
Quiet!
Deathly silence!
For a while, there was silence in the venue, and the needle drop was audible.
Thousands of powerhouses in the audience were all dumbfounded and dumbfounded, as if they had been subjected to a fixation technique, and could not recover for a long time.
The set of sword dance performed by Pei Wu just now caused them an unprecedented visual impact and soul shock.
Shocked!
Unprecedented shock!
They never expected that there is such a magical sword technique in the world. It seems that there is no murderous intent, and it looks like an elegant and graceful dance, but it can confuse the enemy's mind and kill people invisible.
Many strong men secretly wondered whether they could resist this sword dance if they met Pei Wu.
More importantly, they still had a strong feeling, as if Pei Wu was not dancing the sword, but the sword was guiding her delicate body to dance.
Ye Fan knew that this Jinghong Sword carried the will of General Pei Min, the sword sage of the prosperous Tang Dynasty thousands of years ago, just like the Sage Xuanyuan Sword contained one-tenth of the Yellow Emperor's power.
Just now Pei Wu used a certain secret technique to let General Pei Min's will bless her, so that he could perform this earth-shattering sword dance and defeat the enemy.
However, in the next moment, Pei Wu, who was experiencing a fierce battle of life and death, only felt black in front of her eyes, as if she was losing her strength, her body became weak and she fainted.