Junior sister, she is fierce and beautiful

Chapter 349 She Gets Up

"If you feel this way, then the dress you saw should really be made of light, not a real accident." Xingye said to Fu Ling.

A thought flashed through Fu Ling's mind. When she first entered the ring, when she saw Hua Yuejin's coat, it seemed that it was not as shiny as it is now.

I don't know if it's because the sun is out that it shines on her clothes so brightly.

"I don't know if I can take off her coat. It's not my wish to ruin her appearance, but I can't move her face, and she has no other flaws." Fu Ling stared at Hua Yuejin's clothes, carefully thinking about what to do. What to do.

"The magic weapon is worn on the body, so it is not so easy to take it off. If anyone dares to wear it, one piece will be taken off. As long as Hua Yuejin does not lose consciousness, it is impossible to forcefully take off her magic weapon." Starry Night Road.

"That's true. But I pulled her clothes just now, and I clearly felt that something was pulled off, but I'm not sure if I grabbed her coat." Fu Ling also noticed that Hua Yuejin's expression changed, and she thought that her pulling was Not empty.

Xingye was silent for a while, but did not answer Fuling's words.Because I always feel that there should be no truth worth discussing.

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star..." After the petals of the pear blossom ended in the air, followed by the attack of the piano sound like a galloping horse, crashing into Poria with a fierce and terrifying momentum.

Fu Ling raised her sword to block it, barely blocked a wave, and was forced to retreat several steps even with the sword.

Before he could stand still, the second wave and the third wave of piano sound attacks had already surged.

"Pfft——" Fuling's waist and legs were cut by the sound of the piano, and her internal organs were also affected, and a fishy sweetness rose in her throat immediately.

If Hua Yuejin was allowed to stand in place and play the piano to attack him, he would obviously not be Hua Yuejin's opponent.

It wasn't long before Hua Yuejin was supposed to be promoted to the golden core cultivation base. Compared with Yun Jing's stable golden core, her cultivation base was far different, and even far inferior to the strength of Master Jiejian back then. What's more, she also has a cassock that is not afraid of attack.

Fuling has defeated opponents with higher cultivation bases than her in the past, but she relied on the strength of her sword intent and her own wounds healed fast enough to resist more attacks.

Of the two, the latter is probably more important.

But when encountering an invulnerable opponent like Hua Yuejin, no matter how strong her healing ability is, she can't grind her opponent down.

So no matter what, she had to find the weakness of that dress and break through Hua Yuejin's defense.

"Fu Ling, retreat again!" Xingye's voice sounded, reminding Fu Ling.

Because after the three waves of piano sounds, a more powerful attack than the previous three waves hits head on!
"Kill one person in ten steps, and never stay behind!" Hua Yuejin's voice suddenly became sharp.

Pentium's sword intent is far more swift and sharp than before. If this move hits, it may directly determine the outcome.

Fuling had already reacted immediately, but Yinxiu's attack was really difficult to dodge, even though she retreated as fast as she could, she was still hit by this wave of piano sound.

"Pfft——" Fu Ling was thrown to the ground by the sound of the piano, and the front of his clothes was stained red with blood, which looked quite frightening.

"Hiss—" Many disciples of Zixiao Sect in the auditorium gasped, and many of them raised their hearts, especially the disciples of the outer sect.

Before Fuling and Huayuejin officially started fighting, they still harbored the fantasy of Fuling being omnipotent. They felt that Fuling had experienced all kinds of storms and waves. They could fight monsters that neither Daoist Chanyue nor the peak master of Zhuofeng could deal with. Walking back and forth with the elders of Guiyuanmen, Fuling has this ability, how can she infer her strength based on her cultivation alone.

But what they didn't see was that the rumors that Fu Ling's disciples talked about in the past were all done by chance when she risked her life.

"No matter how powerful Junior Sister Fu Ling is, she's only at the late stage of foundation establishment. Don't have unrealistic fantasies about Junior Sister Fu Ling..." Someone suddenly said amid gasps.

"Even if you lose to Hua Yuejin, it doesn't mean that Junior Sister Fu Ling is not strong enough. If you are in the late stage of Qi training and the early stage of foundation establishment, you can still fight, but the higher the cultivation base, the bigger the gap between each realm. "

"Junior Sister Fuling seems to be seriously injured. After the result of the competition is announced, I will go and bandage her wound."

Su Wenfeng's doctor has already prepared the gauze.

"You are nothing more than that." On the ring, Hua Yuejin walked up to Fuling, looked down at Fuling who was lying on the ground bleeding profusely, and said with disdain.

Fu Ling's half-closed eyes suddenly widened, she jumped up, and grabbed Hua Yuejin's front with both hands.

"Hiss—" There was a clear sound of cloth breaking in the air.

But Hua Yuejin's robe was intact.

Fu Ling looked at her outer robe, and thought it was really strange, and immediately wanted to stretch out her hand to pull it again.

But Hua Yuejin had already reacted, and immediately distanced herself from her.

Hua Yuejin didn't expect that Fu Ling could get up again, not to mention that she was really confident in her move just now, but judging by the way Fu Ling vomited blood, she was definitely seriously injured.

But when Fuling jumped up just now, it didn't look like she was seriously injured?

"You lied to me and deliberately pretended to be seriously injured?" Hua Yuejin asked.

Fu Ling didn't answer, but asked her instead: "I did hear the sound of clothes being torn apart just now, but your coat still hasn't changed at all. Could it be that you used an illusion to pretend to be intact?"

Hua Yuejin's face turned green when asked, that's right, it was indeed torn to shreds, the one that was closest to her body was torn to shreds, and now the only thing left on her body that could cover her was a coat.

Damn Poria!
She was so angry that she forgot to continue questioning Fu Ling, and directly attacked again, intending to beat Fu Ling speechless.

"Hold yourself in the white blade, kill in the world of mortals!" After reciting this move, Hua Yuejin's own face turned pale, but in contrast to it was the obvious power of the move.

This move drained most of her spiritual power, and when Qin Yin flew towards Fu Ling, just passing the edge of the ring, the rocks on the edge collapsed one after another.

Fuling managed to hold on for a while by relying on her quick reflexes, jumping left and right, but was soon forced to the edge of the ring with nowhere to retreat. The sword intent offset some of the power of the piano sound for her, but the difference in realm between the two doomed her He was defeated again, vomited a few mouthfuls of blood again, and fell to the ground.

"Hiss—" The Zixiao Sect disciples sitting in the auditorium all gasped again.

"It's definitely over this time."

"Twice severe injuries, Junior Sister Fu Ling must be in pain, it's hard for her to persist for so long."

"I'm ready to go up and treat Poria's wound."

The doctors at Suwen Peak rolled up their sleeves.

(End of this chapter)