Snow-white cloth fell in front of your eyes.

One piece two pieces three or four pieces.

Five, six, seven or eight pieces.

Ten pieces, hundreds of pieces, tens of millions of pieces.

Flying into the flowers and disappearing.

The question is, where did the snow-white cloth come from?

The answer is that it comes from Yan Jiu's clothes.

The two men fought head-on, sweeping thousands of troops against the water cut.

Although Guang Jiqi was defeated, he took the initiative to go up and fight for the knife, and then was cut back by the other party and vomited blood. Not only did he tell the difference, he was so embarrassed.

However, Guangjiqi only did one thing.

He guided the gale of winds caused by the swords between the two people, and then sent all of these winds to Yan Jiu.

I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Of course the wind can be scissors.

The spring breeze can be, and of course the strong wind can be.

Even if the wind in the sky could not really hurt Yan Jiu, there was no problem in hurting Yan Jiu's clothes.

So in just a moment, Yan Jiu's outer robe turned into countless snow-white petals, and then circled around Yan Jiu.

But - Yan Jiu was not completely naked because of this.

Because under his outer robe, he was actually wearing a light gold pure gold soft armor. I don’t know how to build it. This set of soft armor fits the body, from the shoulders to the knees, and allows the wearer to move freely. Judging from the man who pretended to be Guangjiqi and stabbed Yan Jiuyi’s dagger but did not pierce this pure gold soft armor, the defense of this soft armor may be higher than expected.

"Damn." Guang Jiqi wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and looked at Yan Jiu, who was shattered by his own efforts in front of him. He really wanted to see this top swordsman from Japan running naked, and whether he would understand whether he would lose or not.

But I didn’t expect that the other party was wearing underwear, shameless!

However, Guang Jiqi said that it was not because the other party was wearing fine gold soft armor.

It is the figure exposed by the other party's clothes after they were shattered.

First of all, it's white.

In fact, looking at Yan Jiu's original appearance, you can feel that it's very white.

But the face is white, it may be because of powder.

But if your body is white, then it will only be white.

But Yan Jiu was born a little too white.

It is really dazzlingly white, without any variegated colors, with white arms, white legs, and white face, as white as ice and snow or flour.

The second is that the body looks really good.

What kind of figure looks good? For women, of course, it is better to look bulge-shaped in front and back.

On this point, only Ningxia has the right to speak, Shang Jiuge needs to cry out of the live broadcast room, Huo Ying has no capital, Yin Ye can probably stand up and say, "I can."

But for men, there are many different opinions on what kind of figure looks good.

After all, muscular men and other things are actually not everyone likes them.

But Yan Jiu's figure is really good.

It looks good on the bones and flesh, or on the muscle lines.

He has very smooth muscle lines.

From the arms to the waist and abdomen, to the thighs and calves, the muscles always maintain a very beautiful tight curve. Adding one point is too fat, and losing one point is too thin.

If it is a metaphor, then the only one who can describe Yan Jiu is the cheetah.

With perfect body proportions and perfect muscle lines, Guang Jiqi has been practicing martial arts since childhood, and his body is also very good.

But if Guang Jiqi really wanted to take off his clothes and compete with Yan Jiu's figure, Guang Jiqi could only admit defeat with tears.

This is really unmatched.

"If you were a fucking woman, I would probably not be able to control it!" Guang Jiqi looked at Yan Jiu and spoke in trash words.

Of course Yan Jiu is not a woman.

At least he has flat breasts.

Moreover, his muscle lines are smooth and graceful. It is difficult for a man to train such muscle lines, let alone a woman. After all, Yan Jiu’s muscles are not simply beautiful.

He is really super capable of fighting.

Everyone present can prove how capable Yan Jiu is to fight.

He ran out of the formation alone, and the troops took the general's head from it as if he had taken objects.

The general he received was fake and could slash with one knife at will, and then he took a sharp arrow from afar.

With ease.

In the end, Guang Jiqi pretended to be dormant and tried his best to anesthesize the other party, just to get the opportunity to get a cell phone.

Guang Jiqi did win it. He slashed the sky and took thousands of troops to Piyi. Yan Jiu could only retract his sword to defend, his feet were deeply trapped in the soil. The second sword took advantage of Yan Jiu's footing and was not stable, and he would kill you while you were sick and swept across the army to take action. He could achieve the victory.

But who would have thought that Yan Jiu could just put away his sword and use it, and in almost a moment of breathing adjustment, he could chop Guang Jiqi out and vomit blood.

This dominance has reached a point that is a bit shocking.

"It's a pity that I'm not a woman." Yan Jiu looked at Guang Jiqi and said quietly: "You are very good, but you are going to die."

As he said this, although Yan Jiu was close to **, after all, there was only the close-fitting soft armor left on his body, but he had no shyness in it. He just came forward calmly and wanted to see Guang Jiqi off.

"You are a respectable opponent. Report your name and I will write it down." Yan Jiu looked at Guang Jiqi and said as he walked.

"Since it is worthy of respect, shouldn't I let go of my life?" Guang Jiqi asked back.

"It deserves respect, so it should be worthy of being killed by me." Yan Jiu said lightly.

"I came to the Central Plains just to see what the so-called martial arts masters in the Central Plains are all."

"Then I really disappoint you. My martial arts are only the eighth of the lower nine levels in the Central Plains martial arts world, and there are seven levels above."

"Your martial arts are good, but your full-time calculation is the level of the seventh level."

"By the way, I will not change my name or surname, but Qi Jiguang is the same." Guang Jiqi said righteously.

"Oh." Yan Jiu said lightly, and had already come to Guangjiqi's approach: "The sword in my hand is called Liuying."

"Just because when the knife is stained with blood, the blood on the knife pattern is like a cherry blossom falling."

"So good at origin?" Guang Jiqi looked at Yan Jiu: "The sword in my hand, do you want to know the name?"

"I don't want to." Yan Jiu said decisively.

Then the knife was unsheathed.

Guang Jiqi sighed: "I really don't give you face."

"But even if you don't want to listen, I'll say it."

As he said this, Guang Jiqi drew his sword and stepped forward: "The name of this sword."

"I don't want to die!"

As he said this, Guang Jiqi showed his sword against Yan Jiu.

The third knife took action.

Go back!

Yan Jiu looked at Guang Jiqi's knife and his expression showed a slight surprise.

Then wave the knife toward each other.

Out of some sense of respect, Yan Jiu chose to face the other party again.

This knife is called Canine's Teeth!

The two men touched each other with swords again.

In the distance, Xue Ling took all this in his sight.

"He will die, right?" Xue Ling asked.

ps: I originally wanted to update three times today, but because Ah vinegar got married tomorrow, I drank some wine tonight and got up early tomorrow, so it would be even better today.

Of course - at least I feel that the quality is still OK recently?

By the way, Yan Jiu’s gender is not determined now. If Yan Jiu is really a girl, will it taste good?
Chapter completed!