The content of the competition was suddenly changed, causing Pingwen City, Yinshuang City, and Jinhai City to completely abstain.
Nie Daiyu, the lord of Qing'an City, smiled confidently and flew onto the stage, "I happen to be a sword cultivator. Female sword cultivators in Xinglingzhou are very rare. Since it is a sword dance competition, I will be the one to compete."
After all, she was the lord of a city, so her appearance was much larger than that of ordinary people. She turned around and went to the pavilion wing to change her clothes.
When we met again, she was wearing a pleated skirt with scattered flowers and a thin light cyan veil, her shoulders were cut into a plain waist, and she was holding the weak water sword, the most precious treasure of Qing'an City, and her whole body was filled with fierce spiritual power. She folded her slender waist and took small steps, showing her bright wrists in the gauze. The hair was decorated with dots of agate, which swayed with her every move.
Her beauty is more beautiful than flowers, and her skills on the sword should not be underestimated, attracting repeated applause.
Mu Zixiao took a look and learned the ropes. Although Nie Daiyu was a swordsman, her sword skills without the support of spiritual power could only be regarded as beautiful moves. Coupled with her beautiful appearance and the bonus of her dress, her beauty Not bad.
It's just that this can't be called a real sword dance.
As soon as Nie Daiyu finished her sword dance, everyone cheered.
She was dripping with sweat, but the audience cheered, and she was in a good mood, and she returned to her seat with a smile on her face.
But when Nie Daiyu had just sat down, she saw the people sent by Doumei City. They stood up and slapped the table angrily, "Lin Ting! You want Doumei City to send a 'slag' to compete with the city lord!"
Mu Zixiao turned to look at the person sent by Doumeicheng, and saw a charming woman who seemed to be in poor health. Her face turned pale when she heard Nie Daiyu's words.
"City Lord Nie, be patient and don't be impatient. This Yan Qing is also the only one in our Doumei City who can take action. It's embarrassing to say that although Yan Qing has become a dancer in the city lord's palace, she was once He is the first disciple of Xuannv Sect."
Muzixiao frowned slightly, but Lin Ting's flattering words sounded bloody in Muzixiao's ears.
"Master, the Xuannv Sect was exterminated ten years ago. Now Yan Qing's Dantian has been destroyed, her spiritual power has been exhausted and her body is no longer able to survive."
No wonder she needs to be able to sword dance but not be able to use her spiritual power. I guess there must be female sword cultivators who have been kidnapped like this in both Doumei City and Anyu City.
Yan Qing took a deep breath and jumped into the Wutong Terrace. Her dress is bold and full of temptation. The crimson skirt is tightly wrapped in satin, showing her exquisite and alluring figure. The hibiscus tube top could not hide her fair skin. The swordsmanship is smooth and flowing. Although it is not supported by spiritual power, it is enough to show that the basic skills are solid and every move is organized.
There is even a dance design deliberately mixed in between the moves, with the crystal clear inverted pendants hanging down and swaying back and forth along with the pearl earrings.
She spun around, the hilt of the sword suddenly turned, and she stabbed towards Qi Han.
Qi Han sneered and hit her neck with the long whip from his waist.
Lin Ting exclaimed: "City Lord Qi will show mercy!"
But Qi Han was determined not to stop because of these words, but he saw a long flute flying towards him with the force of breaking through the air, blocking the whip back.
"City Master Mu is so powerful. He seems to be just perfect at building foundations, but he can actually block my blow with a mere bamboo flute."
Qi Han said this, but he was secretly shocked. He was already in the middle stage of the golden elixir, but he was blocked by Mu Zixiao in an understatement. How far has this person reached?
Muzixiao calmly took back Zijinxiao, "I accepted it, thanks to this mere bamboo flute."
Others may sound humble, but they don’t know that what Mu Zixiao is telling the truth is that Zijin Xiao is a sacred bamboo from the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea and is considered a divine weapon. Even if she is a Qi practitioner, as long as Zijin Xiao can move, she will definitely not be in the golden elixir stage. There was a disadvantage in front of him.
"If you see blood on the Wutong Terrace today, it will really not look good. I will betray City Master Mu to save face. Lin Ting, why don't you carry the person down."
Yan Qing had long expected that he would not succeed in the assassination and wanted to kill himself, but was held down by the people of Doumei City. I don’t know what they said, but she looked gray and was suppressed.
Everyone sighed with regret, not knowing whether it was because they felt sorry for the beauty's end, or because they felt sorry for the unfinished sword dance.
Muzixiao held the teacup in one hand and clenched the other hand under the table, enduring his anger.
"So, I, Anyu City and Weiyang City, are the only ones who are not here. Today I brought my ancestor's new beauty, who is now an old acquaintance of you all."
