Thanks to Ye Lizi, the cat who bullied the leather dog, the koala two, a long reward, pounced and kissed you~~~————

In the middle of the ring, Bai Gulou gradually fell to the downside, not because of strength, but because of the fatal encounter, naturally it was impossible to fight.

Ye Li is crazy and generally chases and beats the White Bone Building, and at first he will dodge the attacks of the Sinking Fish and the Falling Goose, and in the end, he simply stare at the White Bone Building and leave no room for it.

Moreover, Bai Gulou found that the more wounds left on his body by the sinking fish and the wild goose, the more tyrannical and hot the bloodshot on his Blood Sea Sword became, and when it touched the Heavenly Silk in his hand, the heat left ugly marks in the palm of his hand through the Heavenly Silk Silk.

Looking at Shen Yu's head hanging down, half of his neck bone was cut off, and Luo Yan's two arms had been shattered by Yeli, so it was better to be ......

Bai Gulou withdrew from the battle, stood aside cleanly and said loudly: "I admit defeat!"

This result was unexpected at first glance, but it was expected when you thought about Bai Gulou's person.

Mu Fuhai on the corpse refining platform on the high platform didn't seem to care about Bai Gulou admitting defeat at all, and said to the other infant ancestors with a smile: "Little apprentice spares his life, let everyone laugh." ”

Mu Fuhai carefully observed Qisha's expression, and saw that he was not moved at all, thinking that he and the bald donkey of the Shura Temple last time must have some unsavory deeds, so I will make you proud for a while, and wait for me to catch your handle, hum!

Mu Fuhai did not leave like other ancestors, but continued to stay on the high platform, leisurely drinking tea, waiting to see the next development.

Bai Gulou put away the broken sunken fish and falling geese, as well as the severed limbs scattered in the ring, and said to the night in a strange way: "Senior brother's strength is profound, and junior brother admires it." ”

"Cowardly as a mouse!" said Yeli sarcastically.

Bai Gulou smiled absently and said, "Yes, junior brother, I am as bold as a mouse, so I am convinced." I just don't know who the senior brother will meet next? If it's those two women, then the junior brother will congratulate the senior brother first, but if it's the boy in black......

Bai Gulou paused when he said this, and when he saw that Yeli really frowned and was a little worried, he continued: "Speaking of which, that kid's sword qi is better than that of senior brother's sword qi, and junior brother is waiting to see you score twice, senior brother." ”

Yeli didn't say anything, silently put away the Blood Sea Sword and left, Bai Gulou was right, that person named Luo Xiu was indeed not to be underestimated, he was willing to fight with him, and he might be able to comprehend more things about Blood.

The first game of the third round ended like this, and the second game was held three days later, the disciples dispersed, and the senior sisters of the Red Leaf Valley that Jin Ling had said goodbye to returned to the Soul Devouring Valley.

Now there are only four people left, Luo Xiu, Leng Qingqiu, Yeli and her, no matter who she meets, it will be a vicious battle, but the last thing she wants to meet in her heart is Leng Qingqiu.

There are also people in Red Leaf Valley who have the same worries as Jin Ling, but this kind of thing can only depend on the will of heaven.

After three days of recuperation, the four people who were full of energy ushered in the draw for the second game of the third round.

Just like the first time, the four of them chose one of them at random, and then spread their hands one by one, Jin Ling watched the beads in his hand slowly turn into a dark blue like the sea, and turned his head to look at the other people.

Yeli is red, Luo Xiu is also red, and the other blue is in Leng Qingqiu's hands.

But she was really afraid of something, Jin Ling looked at Leng Qingqiu, she put down the beads and left with an expressionless face, ignoring anyone.

"Providence. The red shirt sighed, one of these two encounters will be eliminated, but fortunately, there is only one last game left at the end of this one, she hopes that Leng Qingqiu can win, after all, she is a serious disciple of Red Leaf Valley, and Jin Ling, her heart is already wild, and it is difficult to control.

Luo Xiu was extremely unhappy with the battle against Yeli Ling Qisha, maybe he already thought in his heart that Yeli would lose against Luo Xiu, Yeli was the most like him among all his disciples, his personality and even his cultivation path were the most like him, they all broke their left arms and used their left arms as swords, so if Yeli lost, it would make him very faceless.

But this Luo Xiu, he is also bound to win, let this kid win, I am afraid that he will be arrogant and not easy to surrender.

In short, the result of this draw is not satisfactory to anyone, but the game still has to continue.

"When—"

The bell rings and the game begins.

Luo Xiu and Yeli are both people who don't talk much, and as soon as the bell rings, they draw their weapons, and they both look eager to try, looking at each other with extremely serious eyes.

Ye Li was the first to strike, 'brush brush brush' swung out three sword qi, Luo Xiu clenched the firewood knife and raised his hand to split, the three sword qi were cut off by the lazy waist, but the power was still turned into six, still towards Luo Xiu.

Luo Xiu didn't dodge or dodge, letting the six residual sword qi pass through his two arms, and the flying blood and tearing pain made Luo Xiu extremely excited.

The horizontal knife caught the blood on his body, and the blood-red flames on Luo Xiu's firewood knife ignited one after another, and when Yeli saw this, he didn't have any fear, but laughed.

"Fight hard!" Yeli shouted and flew up.

The two madmen fought hotly, and everyone watched with enthusiasm, but the ring on the other side was quiet, and everyone was wondering if these two women from Red Leaf Valley would compete in illusion again, it was really boring.

Jin Ling held the ghost talisman mirror in both hands, and said firmly to Leng Qingqiu: "I won't give in, I'm offended!"

"I throw in the towel. ”

The three fluttering words spit out from Leng Qingqiu's mouth, without any emotion, instantly blinding a large number of people.

The red shirt on the high platform stood up, and Tu Xuejiao looked at Leng Qingqiu in surprise, only to see her turn around without the slightest nostalgia, and shook off Bai Aya and flipped away.

The red shirt was not good at attacking in public, so he suppressed his anger and confessed to the ancestors, and chased after Tu Xuejiao.

The sudden situation made Qi Xuan'er not calm, regardless of whether the remaining Red Leaf Valley disciples were willing or not, they would be driven back to Red Leaf Valley together.

Looking at those Red Leaf Valley disciples who were receding like the tide, and Jin Ling who was standing alone in the ring, everyone's brains couldn't turn for a while.

This is the end? How could this Jin Ling's luck be so against the sky? The first game had a bye, and the opponent admitted defeat in the second game, she is also a disciple of Red Leaf Valley, right? Could it be an inside story?

There was a lot of noise and discussion in the ring, Jin Ling put away the ghost rune mirror and looked at the direction Leng Qingqiu left, this result was really unexpected by her, her two games were simply bursting with character, but the good luck should end here.

Temple of Roselle.

Leng Qingqiu knelt in front of the angry red shirt, like a soulless walking corpse.

The red shirt looked at her and was afraid of her with a palm, gritted his teeth and asked, "Why admit defeat!"

Leng Qingqiu raised her head, her eyes were dilated and there was no focus, and she said in a low voice: "I can't win Jin Ling's ......", Leng Qingqiu didn't say anything in the second half of the sentence, his hand unconsciously brushed his chest, Jin Ling had no scruples, but she was afraid that Ah Heng would have another accident, her persistence was worthless when she met Ah Heng's safety, only if she was good Ah Heng could be good, so she was destined not to win.

The red shirt was so angry that he picked up the tea cup in his hand and smashed it on Leng Qingqiu's head, Leng Qingqiu was smashed without dodging or dodging, and the strength of the Yuanying monk was naturally not small, Leng Qingqiu was immediately smashed out of a wound on his head, and the blood and brown tea gurgled down together, leaving shocking marks on her long snow-white hair and flawless clothes.

"I put the hope and future of Momiji Valley on you, and this is how you repay me? How can you make the many disciples of Momiji Valley hold their heads up in the future? Do you have to silently endure the bullying of those stinky men forever? You say!"

The red shirt was very excited, Tu Xuejiao and Qi Xuan'er didn't dare to say anything on the side, but for what the red shirt said, their hearts were sad.