So fast.

Ji Rao quickly took out a few wisps of red silk to block the sword of the banquet court. Turning his wrist, he tied up the sword of the banquet court and pulled it to the side.

But unexpectedly, his sword did not move, and the banquet hall turned slightly. The blade cut the red silk directly, and the broken red silk slowly fell to the ground, followed by Ji Rao's slightly surprised face.

Ji Rao looked at the familiar moves of the banquet court and murmured in a low voice, "the secret method of flying flowers, the first move."

Yan Ting's sword moves are all in one form. Ji Rao is familiar with them, but the weapons they use are quite different, one sword and one silk.

You and I are equal to each other. This competition is obviously not as good as those embroidery skills before. The people below are all stunned.

Although it seems that both of them are equal to each other, Ji Rao knows in his heart that every time he carries his strength, his chest is extremely painful, and the master of the banquet really uses all his strength.

The banquet court stands straight body, changes shape, the figure is fast to be unpredictable.

The second half of the flying flower secret?

The essence of the secret method of flying flowers lies in the word "flying". It is famous for its quickness, and the second half of it has evolved to the extreme.

Ji Rao squinted and suddenly felt something strange behind him. His hands were all lifted up, but at that moment, his chest suddenly blocked, and his transportation was unable. Yanting suddenly felt that jirao had no resistance. He wanted to take back his hand, but it was too late. He could only watch his sword pass through jirao's back.

Ji Rao snorted, his face turned pale for a moment, and he could hardly stand still.

The banquet court looked at the blood dripping from Ji Rao's body and was stunned.

"Lord!" Song Qing was so anxious that he rushed to the arena and hugged Ji Rao's waist. He wanted to check his wound, but jirao held him down.

Ji Rao turned to look at the banquet court, "willing to gamble and admit defeat. Since I lost, I'm at your disposal when I keep my promise. But if the people of my demon sect want to leave, you are not allowed to do it without authorization. "

With the leader of the demon sect, who cares about the minions? No one questions Ji Rao's words.

Ji Rao pushed Song Qing back, "go."

"The Lord."

Ji Rao turned his head and saw Song Qing's worried look. He suddenly laughed, "I haven't seen you like this since I was young I think you care about me He touched Song Qing's face and said in a soft voice, "go back, I'll be OK."

Song Jiao said, "if you don't bite me, everything will go wrong."

The words of such a heinous crime came out of Song Qing's mouth. Ji Rao was stunned for a time.

Song Qing no longer said more, went down and directly ordered, "go."

The people of the demon sect followed Song Qing to leave, but no one stopped on the way.

After all the people of the demon sect have gone, Ji Rao turned to look at the banquet court.

The host of the banquet came down from his seat and patted the shoulder of the banquet court with satisfaction, and said in a low voice, "well done."

Then he looked at Ji Rao, not without superiority, "evil comes with evil.". Somebody! Put him in the water cell for me

"Father He could not help but look at the prison, he was not even hurt by the water

The master of the banquet room raised his hand and interrupted the banquet court, "what my father has destroyed now is that he failed to eradicate the roots, so that he can harm so many innocent people in the future. Now, it is not wrong for him to go to the water prison to reflect on himself." The master of the banquet room looked at the banquet court, and his eyes were full of expectation. "In the future, the position of the alliance leader will be handed over to you."

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