Comprehensive film and television: Passerby A, she is beautiful and cool

(Martial Arts Conference 2)

With one match after another, Li Lianhua and Di Feisheng soon met on the ring.

Di Feisheng curled his lips into a smile and said, "Li Xiangyi, this time we can have a real showdown."

Li Lianhua shook her head helplessly: "Yeah, you've been bothering me for a long time because of this."

The broadsword soared through the air, colliding forcefully with the long sword. A resounding clang echoed through the air. Both were knocked back by the immense internal force, taking a step back simultaneously.

His palms were numb from the shock. He adjusted his breath, frowned slightly at the sound of flute flying not far away, and raised his sword again.

His movements were swift and unpretentious, and every swing of his sword contained earth-shattering power. As the sword rose and fell, the mountain mist condensed and surrounded him.

The sword energy came like a gust of wind and rain. Di Feisheng gripped the knife tightly in his hand and dodged sideways. At the same time, the long knife was raised diagonally and collided with the sword tip again.

This time, neither of them backed away.

The blade flashed with murderous force, swift as lightning. The shadow of the sun and the shadow of the long sword intertwined and intertwined, and within the chaotic white light, hidden was the murderous intent of killing with one blow.

The wind suddenly rose from the ground, and swords roared.

Li Lianhua's movements were ghostly, difficult for ordinary people to grasp, and the sound of the flute was already losing momentum. He didn't kill her, it was more like a warm-up than a life-and-death duel.

The mountain top is covered with clouds and mist, and the hems of clothes are fluttering, drawing out swirling air currents.

At the moment when the long sword was about to pierce his shoulder, Li Lianhua, who was holding the long sword, slightly turned it and then raised the sword.

Everyone ten meters away from the arena gasped.

Without any warning, with the help of this clever force, the long sword in Di Feisheng's hand...

He was actually picked up and flew far away.

Qin Changsheng frowned and asked, "Is Li Lianhua stealing skills from me again?"

Di Feisheng was a little confused: "Can you say you can win?"

"I definitely won. You have no weapons left." Li Lianhua nodded as a matter of course.

Fang Duobing, who was standing next to Qin Changsheng, murmured, "Isn't it your turn to face Li Lianhua?"

Qin Changsheng rolled his eyes and complained, "Yeah, you lucky guy, you don't have to compete. Just sign up and sit in the audience."

Fang Duobing spread his hands and said, "There's really nothing I can do about it. I didn't cheat."

"But it's okay. Whoever of you is left to compete with me will win!"

After Di Feisheng was declared the loser, Qin Changsheng took his place and jumped onto the ring. He picked up a sword they had prepared and raised his eyebrows with interest: "Let me see your Yangzhou slowness. To be honest, we haven't fought yet."

Li Lianhua subconsciously gripped the hilt of the sword, her eyes dimming slightly. "It's my honor."

Both of them tried their best, but did not kill. Both of them were famous for their speed. Their swords were drawn quickly and their moves were fierce, but they also left a way out.

The sword energy swirled past, intertwining with the knife light, outlining a star-like white light.

The two of them fought back and forth. Li Lianhua's sword skills were varied, but she could often catch up with them in various ways. The swords briefly brushed against each other in mid-air, and after a slight sound, the tips shook and they each retreated.

Li Lianhua is worthy of being the best in the world. During the competition, he was secretly learning her sword moves and using her sword moves to deal with him. It is hard to say who will win or lose in this fight.

Qiao Wanwan stood under the ring and looked at the young man on the ring. He was wearing white clothes today. When the dazzling sword light suddenly rose, it was like a cluster of meteors falling from the sky, suddenly piercing the terrifying darkness in the valley.

People like him are suitable to stand on this high platform. If she can't catch up with him, then she can't catch up with him.