This move was shining with cold light and strong sword energy. Most of the entire martial arts competition was shrouded by this move.

But Yue Song himself could no longer see the shadow, and there was only the sword light in his eyes, only the murderous and extremely fierce sword light!

With this sword move, few people can survive.

Everyone's faces changed slightly.

How could Yue Song be in this position be worthy of his reputation?

At the same time, Yue Song was also a smart person. Although his eyes were extremely vulgar and anyone knew what he was thinking, his first move did not stop at all.

After all, the person who can declare war on him in front of so many people is definitely not a big-hearted and brainless person.

A truly big-breasted person cannot defeat Chen Zaisong, Tang Songnian and others. Good-sex is the same thing, but Yue Song cherishes his life even more.

This move is both a warning and a test.

If Yan Qing couldn't handle this move, he would die, and Yue Song could only sigh and said that he had no luck.

The sword light stops, the rain stops, the wind stops.

The first move has passed.

Everyone looked closely and saw that on the stage, the girl's purple smoke was as beautiful as a dream, her clothes were floating, like an immortal like a dream.

She seemed to be standing there without moving.

She really didn't pull out her weapons.

She was not injured under such an amazing move.

She didn't fight back or have a cushion, so she really made the first move.

...

Yue Song's eyes became even colder as a poisonous snake.

Everyone in the audience was far away and didn't see clearly. In fact, he saw clearly. The sword light just now woven into a light net, but a shadow was moving very quickly.

His sword light was fast, and his figure moved quickly, so he didn't even know whether the sword had hurt anyone.

At this moment, seeing that Yan Qing was unscathed, he felt relieved and a little solemn.

She was not dead, so his luck was still there.

Her not dead means that she is not weak and cannot be taken lightly.

Yue Song made the second move.

Just now, the sword force was slightly reduced, and he used his second move again, but where he attacked was sinister and tricky. A few masters who wanted to challenge Yue Song quietly retreated.

This Yue Song is indeed amazing in martial arts. It seems that he deserves his reputation as the first.

The purple smoke is like fog, like smoke and wind. When the wind hangs and fog dissipates, the swallow green spices are still standing in the local area.

She still didn't pull out her weapons and still didn't fight back.

She opened her red lips lightly and uttered three words lightly: "Second move!"

He said he was going to give up three moves, but he was really going to give up three moves?

When she said it, everyone thought she was unfair and was seeking death, but when she gave two moves in a row, everyone's expressions changed.

Yue Song deserves his reputation, so what about this girl named Yan Qing?

However, Yue Song had only made two moves at this moment, and everything was waiting and saw.

The vulgarity in Yue Song's eyes changed to gloomy. The third move changed the sword light of the first two moves, and the murderous aura on the ground became simple and unpretentious. The body and sword were united and attacked Yan Qingrui.

This move made everyone's pupils shrink unconsciously.

Even if Yue Song does not have the title of the top seven masters, he is already a top-notch master with just one move. There are not many such masters in the entire Qingzhou martial arts world? Of course, those who live in seclusion and do not leave the world are not counted.

This move seems much shabby than the first two moves, but there are many experts present, and they know very well that the power of this move is ten times that of the first two moves.
Chapter completed!