A Queen

  Chapter 689 Injured

Yan Duoduo and Liancheng Xiaoxiong are the same kind. Although they have advanced to the top 150, they are still the weakest group among them, but they have a good relationship, so right now I am going back and forth. , and because of this, these two people expressed their astonishment at the fierce fighting next to them.

  Shang and Ye Mang are separated, one is intellectual and gentle, the other is unrestrained and indifferent, no matter what happens, they can't get along.

  How could they fight so fiercely as soon as they met?

   Also saw blood.

   Tick, tick, a drop of blood dripped from the palm of Shang Farewell.

  There is a hideous knife mark on the back of her delicate hand.

   Flesh and blood.

  Ye Mang held the sword in one hand, with a calm expression: "For a woman, I am not used to using such a direct way, but unfortunately, the duty lies in it"

   Duty, for a killer, the duty is to kill.

  Although he can't kill people at this moment, he must also have the effect of sniping at the separation of merchants, so that the momentum of Daxia's counterattack will end!

   "I understand" Shang Bieli used his other hand to easily wipe off the blood on the back of his hand, his eyes were cold.

   "But it won't be that easy"

   "Really?" Ye Mang smiled faintly, and placed the long sword in his backhand in front of him.

   "Try it!"

  The originally ethereal and calm swordsman burst out with cold murderous intent at this moment!

   Killer, swordsman, two in one!

   "Liu Yun Po!"

  Fingertips together, a large amount of energy condensed on the long sword, a cold light flashed, and the sword came out!

   Some of the majestic energy wrapped on the sword body melted into the sword, and the sword light was radiated, and some of them turned into hazy flowing clouds on the periphery of the sword!

   It's like a sword piercing the sky!

  The sword is howling!

  The clouds are flowing and burning!

   That sword completely turned into a cloud beast swallowing clouds and mist!

  Wow!

  A long streak of wind sword flow penetrated from one side of the arena to the other side in the blink of an eye.

   Clouds and mists shrouded in madness.

   And a second before that, Shang Bieli spread out his hands and gathered his breath! Wind, move! Water without wind automatically!

  The wind was originally invisible, and condensed on the left hand, it quickly turned into an indigo-colored wind mass, spiraling, although it was only the size of a palm, it twisted and pulled the wind within a kilometer around it!

  The left hand, the water aura with the most content in the air, has already moved and condensed into a water mass.

   Sky blue, dark blue, dark blue!

   One left and one right seem to be slow, but in fact it is only in the blink of an eye.

   Coil your left and right hands, and perform Tai Chi!

  Dai Li frowned slightly, this is

  The owner of Qishan Hall of "The Method of Yin-Yang Market" smiled slightly.

  Those suzerains, such as Min Suqing from Xiaoxiang, were a little surprised, "Feng Shui has dual systems, Yin and Yang, this woman is not bad!"

  Hands round the yin and yang, a natural trend!

   Liuyun Sword came through the wind.

  Feng Shui market finally ushered in!

  Boom!

  The wind and waves burst, and the sword breaks through the sea of ​​clouds!

   This is the storm

  But Dai Li closed his eyes, curled his fingertips slightly, rolled his eyes, and saw the movement of another ring.

   To be precise, it was the sound of the piano that attracted her, as well as other people.

  The wonderful piano sound of the high mountains and flowing water is extremely pleasant in the huge Longjiangtai.

   And with the killings in other surrounding arenas, this competition is destined to be extraordinary.

  Because Qin Ji's opponent is cold-blooded.

  Dai Li rarely saw this person make a move, because the opponent always hit the enemy with a sword.

  The time was too short, and she seldom observed each other deliberately, so she never saw each other.

   Until now!

brush!

  Sweep with a sword!

  The sound waves formed by the piano sound in the air suddenly accelerated, riot!

   Distorted into countless sounds!

  The air was distorted into irregular ripples.

   And amidst this, Leng Jianxue seemed to turn a deaf ear to such Yin Gong, and directly took his sword, brazenly charged into Yin Gong!

   Brush~~~

  It was like the sound of a metal blade scraping across another piece of metal.

  The melodious melody made a piercing blind tone in an instant!

  The psychedelic effect breaks instantly!

   Break the sound with the sound~!

   This is a move that Dai Li once used. At this moment, Leng Jianxue used this move to blatantly break Qin Ji's sound attack.

   And!

   Kill!

  Dai Li, you have a combat power of 170 clouds?

  Sorry, it's a 190 cloud attack for the **** sword now!

   Moreover, it is an easy sword!

  It's just a sword, blood must be seen!

  Because he is cold-blooded!

  The luthier's sonic attack is forced, which is like a dying grasshopper.

   But at that moment, many people watching the battle were shocked!

  Wow!

  Actually, when Qin Ji raised her eyes to face Leng Jianxue's sword, her eyes turned red for a moment, and her aura changed dramatically!

   Bloody, dazzling and beautiful!

  The first second was cold and celestial, and the next second was glamorous and cold. She exploded with speed and reaction that surpassed most luthiers!

   Shoot backwards!

  She was forced to retreat under the threat of Leng Jianxue's sword!

  Is this still a luthier?

  In the fluttering of the clothes, the jade piano that was dragged by her left hand was pulled by her right hand.

brush!

  The sword in the piano!

  Qin Ji's only physical attack sword!

  But it is different from the past.

  When the sword was pulled out from the piano, it already made a trembling sound.

   Like a throbbing soul.

  It's like a mysterious sound from outside the sky.

  That sword was cold and utterly cold, but it carried a faint blood-red demonic aura.

  The sword in the piano is coming!

   Blood comes with a sword!

   Clang! !

   Sword point to sword point!

  The sound attack exploded!

  Sonic boom!

  It is more soul-stirring than any critical attack, and many people's eardrums are shaking!

   On the one hand, there is an uproar, and on the other hand, there is a sonic boom of sword killing.

  Outside the arena, Dai Li stood with his arms crossed, watching coldly.

not moving at all.

  Many people thought she would run out.

   But she didn't.

  Many people thought that Shang Chaoge would run away.

   But neither did he.

  The expressions of the two are somewhat similar now.

   Exactly the same coldness.

  Because they all already knew the result of the competition.

  They will be injured, but they will not die.

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   "I'm going! Can't we get a protective cover?"

  Yan Duoduo, who was closer to Shang Bie and the ring, jumped up and down immediately, because the turbulent storm had already swept to their side.

  The two of them were already weak, but now they were swept away by such a violent storm!

  Ya, there is no need to compare, I was directly swept into the sky.

  Their neighbor, Yiye Xiaoxiang, didn't help Liancheng Xiaoxiong, because this was a competition and the opponent was not in danger.

not to mention.

  She was looking at the person in the turmoil.

   After taking a look, he turned his face to look at the ring that passed and passed.

  Qin Ji.

  Wow~~~

  When Feng Shui collided with the sword energy floating out at high altitude, it melted into a softer drizzle.

   Patter down.

With a flick of Tang Junyi's fingertips, a pure black umbrella was condensed from his true essence to cover the rain, while Feng Ling smiled on the opposite face, "There are talents from generation to generation, why don't we bet on who will win. "

   "The result has come out." Feng Ling was very displeased with Tang Junyi's untimely suggestion, and cast his eyes away.

   It is to look at the two most intense arenas, but the dust has settled.

  Ye Mang held the sword, tapped the blade with his fingertips, there was no smile on his face, he just looked at Shang Bieli in front of him, looking at this woman in the light rain, she shouldn't be calm and gentle.

   "Although I won, you don't seem to lose"

   "If you lose, you lose"

  Shang parted with a flick of his sleeves, not missing the arena at all, turned around and walked down.

   Staring at her back, Ye Mang's originally plain face darkened slightly, and he looked down.

  There is a light bloodstain on the back of his hand.

   Tit for tat?

   Even though he lost to him, it still left him with a scar.

  Her body energy is very little.

   Fewer than he thought.

   Fifty Clouds, barely at the level of a Sword Immortal.

   But not a lot.

   It is only the fourth level of Yuanli Huazong.

  What about him?

  The body is seventy clouds, the fourth peak of Yuanli Huazong!

   There are also Sword Intent and Xuan Olympic.

  She is a pure Feng Shui master, but she has no mystery.

  However, such an offensive was abruptly launched!

  There is such a big gap in strength, why?

  The people in Daxia are too weird.

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   People of Great Xia, so weird!

  This is not only the feeling of Ye Mang, but also the feeling of other people, and this feeling has two effects on the other party.

  One is Shang Bieli, and the other is Qin Ji.

  Qin Ji also lost.

  It is inevitable,

  The results of the two games were not beyond everyone's expectations, but it seemed that something was different.

  Leng Jianxue watched Qin Ji insert that beautiful long sword into Yuqin expressionlessly, and left with a flick of her sleeves.

   "You hurt Qin Ji, I'm afraid you're going to annoy her," the young master Fusu reminded indifferently next door.

  Leng Jianxue frowned, and sneered, "What is she?"

   After finishing speaking, I will step down.

   "Really. But you were also injured, right?" The words of Young Master Fusu made Leng Jianxue pause, and then continued to move forward.

   Both Shang Bie and Qin Ji returned to Daxia's gathering place.

   But did not stay, but went to the medical compartment inside the wall.

  Different from men, some women will not heal their wounds while watching so many people face to face.

  So many female cultivators went into the cubicle after being injured.

  The two looked towards Dai Li, their eyes crossed. Dai Li got the signal from their eyes, frowned, and then watched them both go in.

  But this also silently told everyone that they were injured.

   It seems that the injury is quite serious.

  He Jieyu glanced at Dai Li, and went in with Ye Ziqing and Huang.

   Only Qianshan Muxue did not leave.

  She sat silently, drinking tea.

   "They got hurt"

"I know"

   "Not going in?"

   "They wouldn't vomit blood in front of me, how could I go in?" Dai Li's expression was light, seemingly indifferent, but anyone who knew her well knew that it meant she was in a bad mood.

  Young master Fusu said that Leng Jianxue and the others annoyed her.

This is real.

  However, she has always respected Qin Ji and the others.

  Since she doesn't want her to see their failure and injury, then she won't watch it.

"You don't seem like such a patient person." Qianshan Muxue sipped her tea. She had observed the woman clenched her fist several times before, and her breath moved and moved. Seeing Xue and the others didn't seem to be calm.

  (end of this chapter)