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The smile on the corner of his mouth is innocent and beautiful, but it gives people the feeling of faint bloodlust.

Jiuxi's fist had a compelling momentum, the angle was sharp and tricky, and he attacked one after another.

Lan Shaojie was overwhelmed and retreated.

Jiuxi's body is already petite, and she looks particularly difficult with the phantom footwork.

However, not only Lan Shaojie, but also the audience who were even more boiling.

"This is that waste material Zi Jiuxi?"

"Lan Shao is the strength of the Intermediate Level of the Yellow Order Great Martial Artist!"

"Didn't you see the dark yellow fighting aura that lingered on the sword body?"

"What's going on with this Zi Jiuxi?"

"Did you take some pills to improve your strength?"

I don't know who said this, and the whole audience was in a riot.

With Jiuxi's moves, Jiuxi's purple hair seemed to be slightly glowing with purple light, making it more and more mysterious and noble.

"Xi'er?" Zi Jiuye in the space suddenly sensed Jiuxi's reaction and immediately woke up from his cultivation.

Jiuxi didn't respond. The shot is getting faster and faster.

Lan Shaojie is no longer clumsy, his momentum skyrockets in an instant, Jiuxi's speed is very fast, and Lan Shaojie is not slow.

looked at Jiuxi's eyes like an eagle, with a thick cold and solemnity.

The sword in his hand hummed, as if in response to it.

Then, the figure hurriedly retreated, and sixteen identical sword shadows appeared on the competition platform and pointed directly at Jiuxi.

Sixteen swords flew at a speed that stabbed towards Jiu Xi who surrounded the center.

"Don't!" Behind the referee's seat, Duanmu and the others suddenly stood up and exclaimed.

However, Jiuxi was still surrounded in the center.

Surrounded by countless sword shadows.

Soon, Jiuxi's body was pierced.

"No!" Zi Tingjue happened to see this scene and knelt straight on the ground.

Duanmu and several people also exclaimed.

They knew that they shouldn't let her play, and with the strength of thirty percent, they would play against a person who might not be able to defeat even at their peak.

They should stop her, they shouldn't let her go to the stage to fight.

"Don't worry! This is Old Man Mu's voice faintly, with a little incredible.

At this time, I looked at it again, and sure enough.

The sword stabbed straight through it was only a phantom, not her real body.

And at that moment, the phantom of Jiuxi slowly dissipated.

"A false alarm. Zi Tianchen eased his expression and pulled up.

At this time, Zi Qijie suddenly realized that he didn't know when Jiuxi had taken root in his heart, and he was full.

Turning to the thought of the person who was brilliant enough to despise the common people, his eyes darkened.

He is just a spiritual fetus conceived by the fetal fruit, just Xi'er's contract partner, that's all.

Jiuxi and Lan Shaojie have fought together again, this is the collision between speed and speed, strength and strength between martial artists.

At this time, the audience no longer had the heart to care about whether Jiuxi was really a waste material, what kind of strength Lan Shaojie was, and whether there was any ulterior shady scenes.

Stared at the tournament platform tightly, and his eyes did not blink.

Jiuxi's face became more and more pale, and there seemed to be cold sweat dripping from the tip of his forehead.

Even the body trembled slightly.

"Xi'er is exhausted!" Zi's face condensed, and she no longer regained her original playful appearance.

"Admit defeat!" Lan Shaojie retreated from Jiuxi's edge slightly, his tone was light, he was giving Jiuxi a chance, and he was also giving himself a chance.

Obviously, Jiuxi's reaction now is that he is injured, and he is not lightly injured.

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