Chapter 72: Sword Control, Hidden Technique, Afterimage Clan

The woman with peach blossoms stood there quietly, her eyes were radiant, her mouth was slightly raised, and a faint smile was heard on the exposed side. Then she put the Guzheng on the ground, and five slender and beautiful fingers danced randomly, making several clang notes. The long sword in her left hand pulled a sword flower and began to dance while playing. She played a rapid and rhythmic marching song. Although she danced while playing, there were occasional intervals, the special rebound sound of the Guzheng not only did not make people feel broken, but instead felt the rhythm was different, which was very dynamic.

The sword dance is a sword dance, the sword dance is very good, sometimes hard and sometimes soft, and all the experts present are experts, and it can be seen that the swordsmen of the female dance are not the kind of beautiful flower stands. Beautiful, the invisible murderous aura brought by the sword dance can be seen everywhere. The sword is a killing weapon, a strong and yang yang weapon, and the woman is a beauty, a tender woman. But today, the combination of beauty and sword, and the yin and yang is so perfect. Accompanied by the clanging sound of the guzheng, everyone felt the battlefield everywhere, a peerless woman who lost her lover was killing people with a sword, but the killing action was so graceful and moving...

The sword dance is over and the song is over...

However, the young masters were still silent in the moving scene just now, like a dream, like a illusion, and like a fascination. Until Yue Qingcheng lowered his body and bowed lightly, turned around and returned to Yue Ji's side to sit down, everyone woke up and applauded in unison.

"Miss Qingcheng can be a country, and a thousand troops are worth this trip, and this dance can be white." Tu Qianjun's eyes shining. He picked up a large glass of wine on the table, shook his head and laughed. His movements and tone were so cool that it was impeccable.

Yue Qingcheng smiled slightly, nodded lightly, and said nothing.

"Miss Qingcheng's sword dance is unparalleled in the world. I believe that no one in the world can match his unique skills. This dance should be a big altar." Feng Zi also stood up quickly and said unwilling to be outdone. After saying that, he raised a large jar of wine and drank it hard. He even stopped in one breath and drank it all without a drop.

Looking at Feng Zi's drinking jar of wine, she was stunned. The flowers and plants and dragon water that were about to raise their glasses behind were stunned. This madman is worthy of being a madman. How can you be so fond of us? We can't respect two jars, right? In the end, they stopped raising their glasses, picked up the tea, shook their respect, and said a few words to express their love and appreciation for Yue Qingcheng.

Then all the young masters took turns to express their praise, saying Yue Qingcheng's performance was so magnificent that there was no unparalleled in the sky. Although the words were different, the purpose was the same, but they were all expressed - I admire you very much, I miss you very much, and I want you very much, and I am willing to marry you back, holding you like a treasure, hoping that you can pay attention to me and consider me, and I am very good.

Yue Qingcheng nodded and responded with a smile, but finally his eyes paused on Ye Qinghan, who was alone on the suckling pork roasted on the bonfire and was eating happily. There was no surprise in his eyes. It was indeed such a meaning. After a moment of silence, he raised his head and said coldly: "Young Master Han, why haven't you seen you express your opinion? Ran Dao Qingcheng's performance makes you speechless?"

Yue Qingcheng is beautiful and dances well. Although Ye Qinghan also wants to praise him a few words. However, since Ye Qinghan agreed to Feng Zi and the others, he must do his work on the surface. Otherwise, he will be untrustworthy, and mainly because he is untrustworthy at this time. At that time, Ye Qinghan is afraid that Feng Zi and the others will also break the trust and make trouble. In his heart, his sister's life is of course the most important thing, so when Yue Qingcheng was dancing, he focused on the golden suckling pork roasted on the bonfire. At this time, he would not flatter everyone, although he looked really good.

"Uh...is not bad!"

Feeling Yue Qingcheng's cold gaze and Feng Zihuacao and the others' eyes, Ye Qinghan raised his head slightly, said something, and continued to focus on the roasted suckling pig. It seemed that the pig looked more delicious than Yue Qingcheng.

Well! Not bad? What's that?

The young masters looked at Ye Qinghan, who was fighting with a suckling pig in surprise, with a rich expression. Yue Qingcheng asked for the first time today, but the young master was not excited or flattered... It was not bad to say so perfunctorily? After saying that, he continued to eat his, and he didn't even look at Yue Qingcheng.

Not to mention that Yue Qingcheng is beautiful and beautiful, today's dance is really good. Just say that Yue Qingcheng is the saint of the Yue family, with such a noble identity, he has to make a few perfunctory words. As soon as he appeared today, the young master of Dongfang Dao Nangong Kuang rushed to recognize his master. They thought this young master was very fierce, but they didn't expect that he was even more fierce now... He was so fierce that he didn't even care about the saint of the Yue family?

Dongfang Dao and the others looked at each other, smiled, and collectively gave Ye Qinghan a thumbs up behind him! Feng Zihuacao and others raised their glasses with their eyes and smiled. Of course, they knew why Ye Qinghan was like this, and now it seemed that this kid was really nice, keeping his promise, and being a good brother!

Tu Qianjun also looked over with a smile, with a hint of interest in his eyes. He whispered a few words with Xue Wuhen beside him, then looked at Ye Qinghan for a few more times, then silently looked at Yue Qingcheng and stopped talking.

Ye Qinghan did not care about everyone's gaze, nor did he care about the warning eyes that Ye Qingniu handed over, but turned his head slightly and whispered to Feng Zi beside him: "I'm just smirking here, don't you go up and show it well, know what it means to be the first person?"

"Thank you, good brother!" Feng Zi slapped her forehead, stood up, coughed lightly to draw everyone's attention, wriggled the two explosive muscles on her chest, and said in a free voice: "Today is Miss Qingcheng's coming-of-age ceremony. Feng Zi is not talented, so she dances with both hands to celebrate!"

It was said that it was a sword dance, but Feng Zi did not reach out to hold the sword, but made a strange gesture. His fist, which was close together, stretched out his index finger and middle finger and swung forward leisurely. With a sword sound, the giant sword behind him suddenly came out of the sheath and turned into a white light and flew straight into the air. Then his fingers quickly changed, and the giant sword twisted a few circles in the air, adjusted its head, and fell straight towards the bonfire in the field. When he was about to touch, Feng Zi quickly changed his gestures. The giant sword actually spread the bonfire around the bonfire, put on a slum and flew towards Yue Qingcheng. He flew to the table in front of Yue Qingcheng and paused. After shaking for a few times, the chaotic sheep actually fell into the jade plate on the table.

After finishing the work, Feng Zi closed her hand gesture and returned to the sheath. Then she smiled with satisfaction and said, "I'm so ugly, Miss Qingcheng, this roasted sausage sheep is a way to express my feelings."

"Young Master Feng, I'm in love." Yue Qingcheng smiled faintly and nodded in thanking him.

The young master next to him also raised his middle finger to Feng Zi in his heart. You played so much at the beginning! He took out your Feng family's sword-controlling skills, and how could he play it when he called others? And even if you want to please Yue Qingcheng, there is no need to use the big guy who killed someone to eat to cut meat?

"Old man Feng, it's not bad! Your kid's sword-controlling technique has entered the sixth floor." There was a row of square tables above, and Ye Qingniu whispered to the Supreme Elder of the Feng family.

Yue Ji nodded with satisfaction and said, "Small control is already very good. The strength of the third level of the general realm is, I am afraid that even the first level of the Marshal realm can't beat him. Feng Zi Tianzi calculated that the best one in your Feng family within a hundred years, and his future is limitless."

"Where? Where? Compared with your children, you have to work harder." The Supreme Elder of the Feng family said modestly, but his face was filled with joy.

"Haha! My kid is ready to go on stage. Let's see what special performance he has." The elder of the Hua family smiled and pulled everyone's attention to the field.

Seeing Feng Zi making a name for herself, Huacao was a little unhappy. She stood up, lowered her head to Yue Qingcheng, nodded, and said, "I'll join in the fun too, so I'll give Miss Qingcheng a mysterious gift."

As he said that, the flowers and plants slowly walked towards the field, with their steps very elegant and light. As they walked, his body gradually blurred in front of everyone, and finally disappeared completely.

"sneak?"

Everyone was shocked and changed their color. They had heard of the sneaking technique of the Hua family of the Assassin Family, but what they didn't expect was that the flowers and plants disappeared directly in front of everyone. If he lurked beside him and stabbed him casually, he would not have to die directly? The only young people who did not change color were descendants of the four major families, Long Shuiliu and Tu Qianjun. Long Shuiliu had seen it a long time ago, so he did not feel panic. Tu Qianjun had no expression, but a slight contemptuous look appeared in his eyes, as if he didn't care about this trick.

Of course, the top elders above will not be shocked or change color. Although the sneaking technique of flowers and plants is quite good, under their powerful cultivation level in the Saint Realm, it is almost equivalent to being invisible.

The flowers and plants went quickly and came very quickly. After everyone opened their eyes wide and searched for a while, the flowers and plants finally appeared, but he walked directly to Yue Qingcheng from outside the field. He held the purple roses in his hand and took strange steps. The speed seemed very slow, but afterimages appeared behind him. In the field, there were like a row of three flowers and plants holding roses in their hands, walking towards this side with a smile. The scene was extremely strange. Finally, the afterimage disappeared, and the flowers and plants stood in front of Yue Qingcheng and bowed sincerely and said, "Miss Qingcheng, may your beauty be like this bouquet of roses never fade!"

"Thank you, Playboy!" Yue Qingcheng still had a faint expression and stretched out his delicate jade hand to take the purple rose.

Forehead!

Everyone shook their heads slightly and secretly decided not to embarrass others later. Anyway, the children of the four major families and Long Shuiliu became a young man from the Divine City. He had no hope for them, so he would think about how to grab a place among the twelve elite women of the Yue family just now.

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