The elegant clothes wrap their figure, and have a heroic taste. [
Nympho
The two moved quickly, and their lead test was at least one meter eight.
The sword was staggered, and the long hair was flying. In a blink of an eye, the robe was blown by the wind.
Their moves are fast, changeable, and dazzling, and they can't help but applaud their exquisite swordsmanship.
"Brother Mo, I can't think that you just retreat for just ten days, swordsmanship is so fast."
Men's Dao. His tone has great appreciation.
"But it doesn't seem to be Brother Feng, your opponent."
The man in the Mo Yi smiled slightly, humble and charming.
Under his black eyebrows, he had a pair of clear phoenixes, and his dust was not stuck.
"Brother Mo, you must have a trick, I will not be deceived by you."
"If you have a trick with Brother Feng, can I go all out? Everyone said that Brother Feng is a martial arts wizard, and the title of the chief disciple tomorrow must be Brother Feng.
Persevere until the last moment. Brother Feng, don’t show mercy. "
While smiling, the man in Mo Yi jumped across the lake and ran to Yuquan.
His tip gently gently looked at Yuquan water, leaping in the air, and his shirts fluttered with the wind.
The silver hair on the head is smart like a dance elf, entangled with the three thousand ink hair, which is confused about the entire beautiful scenery.
"Master Mo, we have another hundred tricks, if it is still difficult to divide, fight again tomorrow."
Men's Dao.
Then, the move was faster, the sword fell, the two swords hit, poured the skills to the tip of the sword, the sword gas was sharp, the sword moved was changed ... The two masters were showing a beautiful dance.