Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

Chapter 7
The snow on the top of the head is much heavier.

The heavy snow of goose feathers flutters down, and when you look up, you can see the world is completely white.

This snowflake penetrated Feng Yuyao's flame and landed on her cheek.

The cold feeling made her feel shuddering.

How can it be!

This is Phoenix Fire!
The flames trembled, and Feng Yuyao's attack became much messier.

The sword moves no longer follow the rules, and the sword is majestic, gushing towards Lu Yun.

The bursting flame forcibly broke through the ice and snow, trying to burn Lu Yun to death.

The flame turned into a false phoenix.

The phoenix flapped its wings, raised its sharp claws, and grabbed Lu Yun's face.

Facing the opponent's attack, Lu Yun raised her eyelids, revealing her calm eyes.

Lu Yun's expression remained unchanged from the beginning to the end.

On the delicate face, the cold eyes were burning.

The outcome is now!
Facing the ferocious fire phoenix, Lu Yun shook her wrist and pointed her sword forward.

Behind her, a gust of wind blew up, carrying the snowflakes with it.

The icy cold air spread, and the nearby disciples retreated subconsciously, avoiding the too piercing chill.

With Lu Yun's sword, people are like the wind, and the sword is like snow. When the wind and snow come together, it is freezing cold.

"Crack, click!"

The fire phoenix, from head to toe, was frozen in place by Lu Yun's sword intent.

In the pupils full of hostility, the flames in the sky were extinguished.

The proud fire phoenix becomes a fragile ice sculpture.

And Lu Yun's sword broke through the final curtain of fire, and was placed on Feng Yuyao's neck.

ended?
This is too fast!

The scene... was silent.

There was no sound.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, a little unable to understand the ending, and Feng Yuyao was no different.

She... lost?
Staring blankly at the sword on her neck, Feng Yuyao raised her eyes blankly.

She doesn't even know how she lost.

How could Lu Yun's sword win his own fire phoenix?

That ice, can freeze the flame?

1 whys roared in Feng Yuyao's heart, her expression became distorted, and the tenderness she had maintained all year round almost collapsed.

"Come again!"

She glared at Lu Yun, refusing to admit defeat.

After slapping Lu Yun's sword away, he will continue again.

This behavior is out of style, which is surprising.

"Tsk, Senior Sister Feng has already lost."

"No, if it's a life-and-death battle, Lu Yun will probably cut off the head."

"By the way, did you see the trick just now?"

"No, it's too fast, and it's so beautiful."

"That snow, that wind, that person, that sword..."

"Go, go, that's your head."

The disciples below were making a lot of noise, and there were different opinions.

Those who cultivated immortals belonged to Mu Qiang.

In their view, Feng Yuyao, as a genius in her sect, is outstanding among her peers.

They don't know Feng Yuyao well, but they admire each other's strength.

And this time, this kind of powerful Feng Yuyao was defeated by Lu Yun. Doesn't it prove that Lu Yun is even stronger.

On the other hand, Feng Yuyao's attitude of not admitting defeat is a bit petty.

Some people's eyes changed.

It turned into pointing at Feng Yuyao.

Feng Yuyao clearly received these gazes, her face was as pale as paper, and her figure swayed.

There was a fishy smell in her throat, and she wanted to vomit blood.

But remembering that everyone knows that she has recovered from her injuries, and Lu Yun didn't kill her, she would vomit blood, but it seemed to be hypocritical.

The inner face is all gone.

Lu Yun!

Feng Yuyao gritted her teeth and looked at Lu Yun with unkind eyes.

Lu Yun, who was standing with a sword, pulled away, as if you wanted to continue and welcome again.

This made Feng Yuyao's chest rise and fall more fiercely.

"Yu Yao!"

It was Song Xiao who appeared and supported Feng Yuyao: "It's okay, we will win it back next time."

Although he was surprised that Lu Yun could win, if he fought again at this moment, he would be completely at a disadvantage.

"The Chongling Fruit is yours."

After leaving a word, Song Xiao took Feng Yuyao and left.

Feng Yuyao, who was in an embarrassing situation, also revealed her weak and boneless side at the right time.

With a pale face, she leaned on Song Xiao's body: "I was careless, I thought Junior Sister Lu..."

These words, if the pipa covers the face, looming, it is the most fascinating, and those who support Feng Yuyao have an excuse.

"I just said how could Senior Sister Feng lose."

"That's right. From my point of view, Senior Sister Feng thinks that Lu Yun's cultivation is too low, so she deliberately released the water."

"Of course, Senior Sister Feng is such a considerate person. It's just a spiritual fruit. Only someone like Lu Yun can make such an ugly mess."

"Didn't it be said that someone saw Lu Yun in the elixir shop before, maybe she took some elixir to increase her cultivation?"

These disciples spoke in defense of Feng Yuyao.

Hearing these words, Feng Yuyao gave a pale smile: "Junior Sister Lu is not that kind of person, I let you down."

These words can make my brother and sister feel bad.

"It's okay, Senior Sister Feng, we trust you."

"Yes, in my heart, you are the most powerful one!"

A bunch of compliments made Feng Yuyao look a lot better.

No matter what, losers don't lose.

So what if Lu Yun won, how many people believed that she won by virtue of her own strength.

Seeing that the scene was one-sided again, Ji Hongxi below was about to sarcastically, when he saw the second elder Duanlang fall in front of Lu Yun from above.

Duanlang above said softly: "One sword is light and cold to nineteen continents, it is strong enough."

"Has this trick ever been named?"

Lu Yun's move just now is not in any sword manual of Tibetan Sword Sect.

Faced with this question, Lu Yun thought for a while and said, "Xue Piao Ren Ren."

"Xue Piao Ren Jian, a good name."

"You came up with this trick yourself." Duan Lang raised his eyebrows and asked again. This attitude seemed quite satisfied with Lu Yun.

This embarrasses those disciples who are bad-mouthing Lu Yun.

They have the support of the elders, and it seems that they don't need their praise.

"Yes."

Lu Yun nodded, speaking briefly.

His eyes saw Feng Yuyao who was leaving, cast a slightly meaningful look.

Seems like... showing off?

What are you showing off?
Lu Yun didn't understand, until she saw Feng Yuyao showing a delicate expression to Song Xiao, she didn't understand.

The other party was showing off Song Xiao's affection for her.

What can you do to show off with her?
She doesn't care.

Rolling her delicate eyes, Lu Yun's heart beat wildly when she saw some disciples looking at her with fiery eyes.

Ahhh, don't look!
She suppressed the desire to turn around and leave, and stared at Duanlang with her eyes.

That look was asking, does the Second Elder have any orders?

Looking past the other party's pursed lips, Duanlang laughed.

What about the disciple's mouth?

It is impossible to close the mouth so strictly.

"Go."

Waving, Duanlang left early.

Lu Yun was liberated, and slipped away before some disciples who had changed their minds and had a crush on her surrounded her.

I can't stand it anymore, she can't do it anymore.

"Hey, junior sister, wait for me."

Ji Hongxi, who ran out of the beauties again, caught up with Lu Yun.

"Little junior sister, let's go, I'll take you to drink flower wine."

"I'll find you some beautiful men to accompany you."

Responding to Ji Hongxi's sloppy attitude was the chill that hit his face.

"Hey, little sister, be careful, be careful, senior brother doesn't want to become an ice sculpture."

Amidst the other party's twittering, Lu Yun made a breakthrough.

"Sand sculpture!"

Two words, precise strike, Ji Hongxi was hurting his heart.

Woooooo, Junior Sister is too cruel!
(End of this chapter)