Chapter 434: The Storm on Fengshen Lake (2)
The three lucky boats stopped a few miles away from the center of Fengshen Lake and lined up.
Yao Chong's heavy voice sounded in everyone's ears, "Everyone, the competition has officially begun now. The competition is a matchup. I will randomly select two sets of numbers later. Please hold the corresponding jade talisman to go to the lake center to prepare for the competition."
Hundreds of people on the three blessed boats looked different.
Hundreds of jade talismans were pressed upside down in a formation that could block vision and divine perception. As the old man pointed his fingers, two jade talismans pulled the afterimages into the sky, bursting with brilliant fireworks, and the fireworks swayed in the sky.
Eighty-nine and one hundred and thirty-three.
The dull sound of the toes on the deck sounded behind Chang Xi, who was standing against the railing, and a rich young man in a slightly fancy dressed crossed the heads of everyone, raised his fan to the shape of a crane and swayed for two or three miles. A spinning point was on the lake, causing ripples, showing off his appearance.
After the fancy young man fell to the lake, another red butterfly floated over.
The woman with red sleeves and half of her shoulders showed her delicate figure, and she was dressed in a jewel-like manner. She was dressed so that she could see only the jewelry. In contrast, her large and large pieces of naked skin were more refreshing than white porcelain.
The divine consciousness intensity of the powerful power in the God Transformation Realm can extend dozens of miles away, and this is only a few miles away from the center of the lake. The every move of the man and the woman is not much different from everyone's noses.
Men and women fight, especially men and women in the middle of the face, always speak a few words before they start. The fancy guy looks like a love scene where a leaf is not touched by the flowers. The exquisite woman is also a person who can speak well and dance. The two are like couples. After shouting at a few big men who can't stand it on the lucky boat, the two finally began to make some moves.
Chang Xi leaned against the railing and raised his waist slightly, staring at him.
In the eyes of an outsider, the fancy young man's folding fan danced like a master of painting, and his movements were elegant and tight. But if he put it in the eyes of an insider, he could only be a sneer, a flower stand that was not suitable for use. No matter if you dance a fan like painting, you don't have any murderous aura, but it's just a show?
On the contrary, the "Empress" who was full of pearls and treasures and exposed shoulders was not good. She held a piece of magical whip with a beautiful tiger tail between her five fingers. The whip method was strange and unpredictable. The tip of the whip danced like a snake's letter. Before it hit the lake, it only exploded in the air, and it started to blow a few feet high. There have always been men's whip in bed that were too long to reach such dirty jokes, but it was obvious that the woman had just turned the other way around.
A piece of tiger tail seedlings is long enough.
Several generous men on the lucky boat laughed and said, "It turns out to be a tigress!"
The long whip was used to lift up layers of water curtains and pour them on the fancy young master's head. The young master who knew his own pain did not dare to relax for a moment. The paper fan in his hand, whose skeleton had been slightly loose, turned slanted to horizontal pulling, and divided the entire water curtain into two like cutting paper. Suddenly, his heart was chilling and he looked at it again, and he saw a snake spitting letter hidden in the mezzanine of the water curtain.
"To die!"
The fancy young man didn't know the woman's way. He was whipped at such a close distance and pointed his head straight into his chest. Although there was a ban, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
As the man roared in his heart, the man actually pulled his straightened arms back to his chest in an incredible and very short time. In the next breath, the scarlet snake letter hit the man's chest.
A harsh thrill sounded on Fengshen Lake.
The fancy young man's face was no longer as calm as before, his arms were trembling like sieve. A paper folding fan blocking his chest was pierced by the woman's hand. It was less than an inch away from his chest. He could even feel the cold and bone-broken chill on the head of the tiger tail whip through his clothes.
Yao Chong announced a loud voicelessly on the lucky boat: "No. 133, Mu Hongyun, win!"
The fancy young man who lost the enemy but not the loser wanted to say a few more words to the beauty, but this time the woman was too lazy to give her even a little bit of her face. The spiritual tiger-tailed rice seedling was rolled back to her hands. The woman turned around neatly, her jewelry swayed, twisted her water snake's waist and returned to the blessing boat to meditate and rest. Some men from major forces had a hot look at her eyes at this moment, and it was rare for women who had such a taste.
As for the lost dancer and the defeated general under the skirt, who would take a look at it?
The battle between the young master of the dance fan and the woman holding the whip seemed lengthy, but in fact, it was only a cup of tea to calculate with your fingers. Chang Xi didn't care whether Xu Qing was listening. He sank down his waist, which had just been lifted for a while, and said, "This is just an appetizer. If you don't mention the cultivation of the two, you have not cultivated the true meaning of either the fan or the whip. In the real fight, these two people have died many times."
The female sword fairy with a strong nasal voice nodded.
Chang Xi looked at the snow-white sword sheath on her waist, and after hesitation for several years, he couldn't help but say, "Xu Qing, you are a girl's family, there is no need to learn this kind of sword intent."
The female sword fairy in white dressed in snow looked back angrily and glared at her, "When will we need you to talk too much about the true meaning of our sword cultivator in the Eastern Wu Sword Cave?"
Chang Xi, who had known that he would not cause trouble, had the mood to hold his mouth. Everyone knew that Xu Qingxiu was the unpopular sword intent and he was talking too much. Wouldn't it be similar to those guys who had a hot face and a cold butt on her?
The competition on Fengshen Lake continues.
At first, the monks who were called the Jade Talisman in Mu Hongyun's hand were warmed up, and then the monks who were called the Jade Talisman Serial Number obviously did not dare to underestimate these tigress-like women. Their voices were getting more and more powerful. The monks who were not good at swimming in close combat and did not want to be embarrassed in front of everyone, they chose to bombard the magical powers. The magical powers collided with brilliant fire to paint the sky. For a moment, the blue waves on Fengshen Lake rolled up thousands of waves, and even the lucky ship far away from the center of the lake shook slightly.
Chang Xi stared at the stalemate battlefield in the center of the lake with his eyes flashing.
Among these hundreds of people, there are indeed many talented people who are hidden and unobstructed. Some of the magical techniques he had never heard of before shines in the sky with the same color as the lake water. Their power is unpredictable and the energy it raises is not weak. He believes that it will take a little bit of effort to deal with these strange or strange magical magical techniques, let alone those monks who are slashing out deep and shallow footprints on the lake.
As for the arrogant young woman beside Chang Xi, her face was still unchanged and her heart was not beating. She only changed her tone, slightly raised her heavy chest and continued to watch the battle.
Chang Xi saw the jade hand she held the scabbard and shook it invisibly.
On another lucky boat, the yin boy who was stepping on the bow of the lucky boat was finally as tall as everyone else. He ignored the stalemate competition of the thunder in the distance, and just lowered his head and played with a few green insects on the back of his hand that he had caught from some unknown places.
Chapter completed!