Infinite Film and Television: Trumpet Mania

The body is as light as a swallow, nothing more than this.

At this time, Ye Chengwang seemed to have no weight, and after spinning lightly in mid-air, the whole person flew forward.

There is no sense of restraint, and the whole person seems to be able to float away at any time and walk against the wind. The wind blew around, gentle and sent wisps of grass fragrance. In the blink of an eye, it was already a long way away.

The skirt of the small white skirt fluttered lightly in the air with the great light work. When the big white sleeves are in the air, they hang naturally by their sides along with their arms, and are blown up by the wind.

The big sleeves fluttered like air, and the two dark and shiny braids swayed mischievously behind him. Look at his natural and smooth movements, chic and free.

Turn around with ease and go straight up.

Chasing Feng saw the white figure that suddenly appeared on his side, he was shocked, he knew his light skill level, but he didn't expect the person next to him to catch up.

Next, he saw a scene that he will never forget in his life.

Ye Chengwang held the heavy sword in his hand, and when he was about to land, his body rotated in place, and the heavy sword, which was almost as long as his body, swung it in place along with his rotational movements.

Suddenly, the sword qi condensed into substance appeared, gathered around Ye Chengwang, and he suddenly jumped dozens of feet high under the expression of chasing the wind and seeing a ghost.

Can light work still be like this?

Chasing Wind felt his heart beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his chest. It is very common to jump a few meters high to light your body. However, it is the first time that I have seen a light skill that does not need to land in mid-air, but rushes forward directly in the air.

The three views of the past have been impacted, and Chasing the Wind is still far behind in the case of rushing with all his might. He looked at Ye Chengwang, who was constantly flying in mid-air in front of him with complicated eyes, and he didn't land on the ground, and he now knew what Guo Furong meant by what he said before.

This is not a blow to people, this is simply too shocking! By the way, I refreshed the three views.

Even if it is Chu Liuxiang, a thief who is rumored to be a god, I am afraid that his light skills will not reach the point of the white figure in front of him.

Chasing the wind, he is now like his nickname, chasing Ye Chengwang behind him is about to go crazy.

Seeing that the distance between the two was getting farther and farther away, the petite and cute white figure seemed to be extremely relaxed, spinning in circles with a heavy sword in the air, but it was getting closer and closer to the opposite mountain.

chased the wind and obeyed, not to mention how perverted the other party's light skills are. He also noticed that Ye Chengwang was constantly jumping in the air with his light skills, wielding a heavy sword in his hand, and the sword qi that was condensed around his body.

"No wonder Senior Sister Gou said that Miss Ye's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, and I am now convinced. Chasing Wind thought, but he didn't slack off on his speed and ran forward as best he could.

Even if you lose, you must take the whole game seriously.

Ye Chengwang's back in a white skirt, in the eyes of Chasing the Wind, is more like a fairy who came down to earth in mythological stories, wearing an incomparably beautiful feather robe, coming to the mortal world and playing to her heart's content.

After a while, Ye Chengwang didn't even land with a big light skill, but after slackening his speed a little, the heavy sword in his hand swung on the ground, and a yellow flower landed on the heavy sword.

As soon as the heavy sword turned, the yellow flower had already fallen in Ye Chengwang's palm.

When he turned around and flew away, he saw a figure chasing the wind galloping. The speed of chasing the wind is not slow, but in such a short period of time, it is only half the distance. And Ye Chengwang continued to use the Great Light Gong to fly here, but it only took five hundred points of strength, he didn't continue to entangle, turned around and flew towards the starting point and the end point.

The fluttering posture and the heavy sword bring the sound of breaking the air.

Ye Chengwang took advantage of the lightness of Lori's body to churn in the air.

I thought that in reality, using Da Qing Gong to turn around in mid-air to borrow power would make people feel dizzy. It turned out that this was not the case, Ye Chengwang felt that he felt very good, like a bird that could fly, and he could control the altitude of his flight at any time.

"Since there are still a lot of strength points, let's try the second-generation great light skill!".

Ye Chengwang suddenly became interested, his body suddenly took off, and behind his back, it condensed into a golden big sword with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the ground.

A golden sword of about twenty feet, the sword aura is soaring!

Ye Chengwang carried out the second stage of the Great Light Gong and flew straight ahead.

“......"

Chasing the wind stumbled and almost fell to the ground, which was a scene he had never had in more than ten years. He looked at the golden sword that rose to the sky on the opposite side, and only felt terrified, and Ye Chengwang, who was in a white dress, was no longer a petite and cute girl, nor a fairy who fell into the mortal world, but a sword, a sword with a sky-high aura.

"Oh my God...... Where the hell did this monster come from? "

Chasing the wind stopped, he looked at Ye Chengwang, who was galloping forward, and Ye Chengwang, who was galloping forward, had no mood to continue the competition.

If he still had some confidence before, now this confidence has been shattered into scum in the face of reality.

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