Yun Kong leaned aside to avoid the key point. They turned over and clapped their hands at the same time. They stepped back on tiptoe and flew up. Holding a long sword in hand, they stabbed at the brake at night.

In order to retain strength, night from the brake step by step to defend, did not take a certain attack, the only way to try to find out the strength of the other side.

Two hands, a ruthless, holding a weapon, recruit vicious, want to put each other to death. The other one, though he has no weapons or attack, can avoid the attack of the opponent every time, and can play the opponent around.

Yun Kong became angry at the play of night brake. Her moves became sharper and faster, and her attack became more fierce. Her determination to win made her more fierce.

In the face of Yun Kong's attack, the night leaves the brake and the wind is light. It seems that it is not urgent to deal with it.

The two people watching the contest were all absorbed, because this contest can see how strong the other side is.

If Yun Kong wins, they can also poke the morale of these people.

Feng Mo Chen stood on the stage, watching the game leisurely, the whole person looked so confident, just with Yun Kong's little Kung Fu is not the opponent of Xiao a Ye.

He's not serious?

"Your Highness, you seem confident?" Su Mou, who is standing beside him, has a shallow smile on his gentle face. He looks at the picture of the martial arts competition between Yun Kong and yelicha, and only asks Feng Mochen in their voices.

"Of course." Phoenix ink minister mouth a hook, squint smile bright.

When Su Mou heard the speech, he glanced at her pretty and elegant face. His eyebrows were bent up and he was very happy. At that moment, he was stunned.

As for the other people's mind is on the two people's body, only Aoqing has no mind to pay attention to the competition, one eye from time to time toward the opposite Mu Shiyang swept away, see his face indifferent, eyes don't know where to look, a pair of worried look.

These two days, they are in a state of cold war.

One day ago, he came to the magic palace to find her and asked her a lot of questions. Those questions had been settled in her heart for 15 years. She thought they would settle for a lifetime, but she didn't expect that one day they would not go down.

Although she did not admit it, she denied that she had done it.

But she knew that he no longer believed her.

The person he loves, who has always been in his heart, has never been her.

No matter what she did, she could not get his heart, and he would not look at her squarely.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, a scream broke Aoqing's disordered thoughts. When she reacted, she saw that Yun Kong was hit by the night brake and flew out, falling far away.

Seeing this, her face changed.

Did Yun Kong lose?

See Yun Kong fall to the ground, seem to hurt very seriously, a mouthful of blood vomit out.

"Master..."

The people under the gate of Emei immediately rushed up to help the defeated Yun Kong.

Lost?

How is that possible?

When the onlookers saw this admiration, they were shocked, sneered at, ridiculed, surprised and indifferent.

"I'm fine." Although Yun Kong was injured, he angrily pushed away to help her doorman and stood up from the ground, his eyes staring at the winning night like a poisonous snake.

This man played with her from the beginning. His martial arts were far superior to himself. He could tell the outcome with a few moves, but he procrastinated.

It's a shame on her.