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Chen Guajiang was stunned.
That thin body in mid-air seemed vulnerable.
But standing there like this, it seems that he can resist everything.
Chen Guajiang¡¯s nose felt sour, and tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.
??While everyone acted as if the matter had nothing to do with them, this man chose to stand up and protect himself.
Surprised, moved, guilty
At this moment, there was nothing else in Chen Guajiang¡¯s eyes except Ling Chen.
"This kid is really reckless, but I like it." Chu Zhongyi laughed loudly, stood up, and spoke majestically: "There is no need to discuss Chen Guajiang anymore. Since she has entered the top ten, she is one of the top ten. Luck is also a part of strength, the competition does not prohibit people from abstaining, and we must respect her choice."
After saying this, everyone looked at each other in confusion. The commander spoke, and it was hard for them to comment too much on this matter.
Seeing this, Ling Chen fell to the ground from mid-air and slowly walked to Chen Guajiang.
"Fellow Daoist Ling, thank you!" Chen Guajiang expressed her gratitude with tears in her eyes.
She is a weak woman. She has few friends in the God of War organization, and few people are willing to be with a stupid girl like her, so until now, she has been alone.
?Cultivation alone, living alone, living alone in a separate world.
Today, for her sake, Ling Chen stood in the way of one man.
She will never forget this kindness in her life.
"You don't need to be so polite. We know each other and are friends." Ling Chen shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "If you feel uncomfortable, go to the rest area to rest first. I will introduce two friends to you later."
¡°As he spoke, he pointed to Jia Tao and Ma He outside the court. The latter shook their eyebrows and gave a thumbs up.
"Yeah." Chen Guajiang pursed her lips and smiled brightly. The tiger teeth exposed were very cute.
Since Murong Lan'er and Chen Guajiang abstained, only eight of the top ten competed.
By drawing tickets, the results of the top eight matches will be announced one by one.
In the first battle, Ling Yuer prayed at the duel table.
In the second battle, Zhang Chunqiu faced off against Xixi.
In the third battle, Ling Chen faced off against Mo Qi Shao.
In the fourth battle, Xiao Yingying faced off against Pu Nian.
The breeze is blowing slowly, and the water is sluggish.
Wearing a veil, Ling Yueer slowly stepped onto the No. 1 competition stage.
Those ten fingers were slender, their skin was like gelatin, white with pink in it, and they seemed to be able to wring out water.
The sun shines down and shines on its exquisite body, reflecting a beautiful shadow.
¡°I don¡¯t know when there was a flute in her hand.
Opposite her, stood praying.
Between his knees, he wears two swords, and the sword technique he is good at is the double sword style.
He stared at Ling Yue'er without relaxing at all, and his original arrogant attitude also declined slightly.
Since Ling Yue'er first started fighting until now, she has been defeating her opponents with a tyrannical attitude, and her strength has reached the early stage of advanced transformation.
"To deal with this kind of enemy, we must not be complacent.
After thinking about it, Xi prayed out his two swords and held them in front of him.
The sharp blade and the sunlight complement each other, emitting a sharp light.
"Please advise!" Ling Yue'er said politely, her delicate posture clearly revealed.
That slender body looks frail, but it contains extremely strong power, which is unattainable.
"Use all your strength." Xi prayed, his eyes half-squinted, his swords flashed, and he drew out one after another. A cross sword energy blasted out in the sunlight with the sound of breaking wind.
Wherever it passed, the air cracked and screamed.
Ling Yue'er placed her slender hands on the flute, and blew her little cherry mouth slightly. A burst of clear flute sound rose up, and the rhythm was gentle and sweet, just like the soft chirping of a red bird.
It can be clearly seen that at the moment the sound sounded, the power of the sword formed a ripple, like a whirlpool, and came out for killing.
When he met the Cross Sword Qi, there was a stalemate in a short time.
"Broken!" Xi Pray's eyes flashed, and his swords struck again.
"Whoops!"
The extra power is attached to the cross sword energy, cutting the sword vortex into pieces. Ripples are constantly flowing out from all around, and the power is extremely strong.
After the knife was passed, Xi Pray made a mistake in his steps and stepped forward.Arrive in front of Ling Yue'er.
He grasped the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and did a somersault, slashing down his head and feet.
This sword can be regarded as the concentration of all the skills of the whole body. Coupled with the momentum falling from the sky, the powerful oppression was as if the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering.
The expressions of everyone around him changed, and they cast worried glances at Ling Yue'er.
On the other hand, Ling Yue'er didn't panic at all. She played the flute gently, and the sword quickly poured out, covering her whole body at the prayer table.
The power transformed from the sword was like an invisible big hand, holding on to the mat and praying one after another, unable to move.
That knife was also forced to stop.
"Kill!" Xi prayed loudly, his eyes flashing red.
"Draw your sword and kill!"
In an instant, his aura suddenly increased, and when he forcibly broke free from the restraints of the sword, his aura was at its strongest.
As he swung his sword out, hundreds of thousands of sword lights burst out from his momentum.
Every blade gleam was full of lethality and extremely fast, sealing off Ling Yue'er's surroundings in an instant.
Facing Xi Qiu¡¯s killing move, Ling Yue¡¯er looked calm. She blew the flute and drew out countless sword powers, centering on her and expanding to all sides.
Dense sword power spread from Ling Yue'er's body, and the fierce sword light cut off all of her, making the sword light look fragile.
"Clang, clang, clang"
The light of the sword and the power of the sword collided with each other, making a series of harsh sounds. The shock wave formed from the center of the collision spread to the entire competition stage, causing violent winds.
"Damn it!" Seeing that the sword was ineffective, Xi prayed gritted his teeth, took a step forward, closed his two swords, and turned into one sword.
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This sword was full of swift and fierce power, and the moment it fell, it seemed to be enough to split the entire competition stage.
"Whoops!"
The huge sword energy rushed towards Ling Yue'er, extremely domineering.
"What a powerful swordsmanship." In the audience, Ling Chen was slightly shocked.
The sword light swung at this prayer contains very rioting power. If one is hit by the sword light, I am afraid that it will be swallowed up by this rioting power in an instant.
On the stage, Ling Yue'er's figure swayed and disappeared.
"Click!"
As soon as Ling Yueer left, a three-meter-deep knife mark was made where she originally stood.
However, the knife mark disappeared immediately after existing for less than three seconds.
Everyone knows that this competition platform is made of special materials and can be restored no matter how damaged it is.
The sword light did not hit Ling Yue'er. Xi prayed and looked around, but did not see Ling Yue'er's figure, and couldn't help but feel wary.
Suddenly, a touch of sword power appeared in front of his eyes, like a sharp sword.
Xi Prayer was shocked and turned around quickly. Unfortunately, his reaction was a little slow, and the force of the sword pierced his shoulder.
Immediately afterwards, Ling Yue'er's figure appeared in the illusion, and the sound of the flute slowly rose, gentle and ethereal, like a wisp, like the sound of nature.
Just falling on the seat to pray, it was like an explosion. In front of his eyes, the swords turned into whirlpools, forming endless ripples, and then quickly gathered together and turned into a punch (remember the website address) £ºwww.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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