Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

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E Shulan's eyes were horrified. If he was caught by this whip, his life would be completely over. Before it was too late to think, the little sword hidden in the hilt came out, and a white awn flashed over, just blocking Lan Xinyu's golden whip.

In the brittle sound, the gold wire whipped back, and the sub-sword returned to the hilt as if it were spiritual, and E Shulan also retreated to the edge of the ring, almost falling.

E Shulan's face was red and white. Although Zijian blocked Lan Xinyu's gold whip, but the fierce fighting spirit swept across his cheeks, and it was still hot and stinging.

I thought I could defeat my opponent and show the prestige of the temple in one fell swoop with the fighting spirit of the eighth floor, but I didn't expect that I was almost forced by the other party to the ring. The depression and anger in E Shulan's heart was more uncomfortable than the tingling on his face. In this way, he was forced into the ring, not to mention himself, even the face of the temple was lost.

Eight levels of fighting spirit! E Shulan also felt Lan Xinyu's true strength at this time, she was promoted to the eighth floor. Of course, she has also read the news that Fengyan will be sold, and it will never be wrong. That is to say, Lan Xinyu's breakthrough is the thing of the past few days. How is this possible?

My heart is both doubt and anger. E Shulan no longer dares to be careless. The other party is also eight-tiered, not weaker than himself, and there are third-order monsters. At the same level, any external force may change. The final ending.

"Eight layers of fighting spirit, it turned out that Lan Xinyu was also eight layers of fighting spirit. We knew that as a genius, how could her strength be so simple, and the calmness just now, how could it be seven What a layer of fighting spirit can possess is worthy of being a genius girl..." The commentary on the stage was also startled, and could not help but start to crook again.

"Horses cannons!" The audience unrelentingly threw up the few rotten eggs and rotten tomatoes left.

This time, the world is quiet again.

The audience was full of voices, and everyone was shocked by the strength that Lan Xinyu suddenly showed. E Shulan watched Lan Xinyu fiercely, slowly chanting an ancient and profound scripture.

"Lianxin Curse!" Fu Chengyu's eyes stared at E Shulan.

"Lianxin Curse?" The five princesses gave him a puzzled look.

"The secret scriptures of the temple can instantly converge the fighting spirit to the limit." Fu Chengyu explained briefly, most of the words were still explained to Ling Chuxi.

There was a lot of noise in the stadium, but when the ancient scriptures passed by the wind, it made people feel calm.

On E Shulan's body, there is a strange breath. Although the fighting spirit is still eight layers, it has become very solid. The long sword shot again, and in the dazzling light of the sword, there was more cold and cold than before.

"Be careful!" Ling Chuxi reminded Lan Xinyu, Lan Xinyu had just been promoted to the eighth floor, and the use of fighting energy was not as good as that of his opponents, not to mention that after E Shulan read the heart refining mantra, the fighting spirit became So solid.

Lan Xinyu did not dare to carelessly, quickly summoned the third-order war wolf, and at the same time gathered his spirits with all his strength, waving a golden whip in front of him.

Jinguang and Baimang crisscrossed each other, and from time to time there was a crisp symphony, and even the hard ground was chopped with a strong mark by the two men's strong fighting spirit, and a piece of flying sand and stones walked on the stage, and even their figures became blurred. When you get up, you can only barely tell who is who through the clothes and body shape.

The third-order war wolf was forced to be difficult to get close, and could only rotate around the two people's fast-moving figure, looking for opportunities to affect E Shulan's offensive.

On E Shulan's sword, a thick white mist suddenly erupted, and Zi Jian flew towards the blue heart rain face.

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