"Master, don't worry, I will definitely try my best to defeat him!" Ma Ming hummed, with a calm and indifferent face, and slowly walked towards the center of the field. The brothers on both sides also slowly backed away.

I vacated a space on my own, and the wind roared by the river, witnessing this showdown between masters.

Hearing two dings, the soft sword in Ma Ming's hand was unsheathed. Leng Yi flipped his wrist, and the blue light flowed. The Ningbi sword rolled out wrapped in the erratic blue shadow. The cold sword energy forced him to

Everyone took a few steps back, and all the brothers in the field were watching the duel attentively.

The incense in the middle has been burned more than half, but the fight is still going on. The two people's martial arts are about the same, and it is difficult to tell the result. "Master, this Ma Ming's skills are almost the same as Yi'er's! Let's

Are you sure of winning?" Li Tongchui frowned and began to worry. Feng Mang frowned.

While thinking, he paid attention to the changes in the field. In fact, he was not worried about Leng Yi. On the contrary, the battle between Huo Fei and Qing Han made him even more heartbroken. The skills of Leng Yi and Ma Ming were already in front of him, and Huo Fei

But he is still an unknown number. Judging from his martial arts ability in destroying Tong Peng, his skill cannot be underestimated.

With a sound of "ding", the swords were shining in all directions. Leng Yi's sword point pointed at Ma Ming's throat, and Ma Ming's soft sword pointed at his lower abdomen. The two men's dagger-like eyes touched each other, and the brothers in the field also

They broke out in a cold sweat. No one could predict what would happen in the next second. As long as two people made the slightest move, they could kill each other.

"Time's up, draw!" Someone shouted from someone in the field, and everyone came to their senses. The time for burning incense had come. Wei Lingxue showed a relaxed expression on her face, but the result was not what she expected.

He was so bad, Xiao Qiao also looked happy and excited. Just now, Ma Ming's soft sword was just a little bit away from piercing a hole in Leng Yi's body![

"Accept!" Ma Ming put away the soft sword, smiled clearly, and saluted with clasped fists. Leng Yi held the long sword in his hand in a daze, and nodded in astonishment, with a trace of helplessness and loss in his eyes, and he looked faintly.

He returned to the team.

With a "whoop", a line of clear and elegant white color broke through the air. Everyone didn't even see clearly which direction he came out from. He just stood in the middle of the field cool and cheerful, with white clothes like clouds, black hair flying, and a pair of bewildered eyes.
Chapter completed!