Gan Ning was a little proud after knocking Qing Yan back with a punch, and there was a hint of a smile on her little face, she waved her small fist and pounced straight up, the air was full of wind, and three punches were swung out in the blink of an eye, and at this time, Qing Yan didn't dare to make a hard connection, so she had to dodge left and right to dodge with her body. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the blink of an eye, the battle situation on the field was carried out in a dumping style, which was unexpected by everyone, Gan Ning attacked desperately, and Qing Yan was just a passive defense, the figures of the two people were quickly intertwined, and they separated very quickly, and the sound of explosions also resounded in the air one after another.

Looking at the fierce battle on the stage, Tang Chan asked with some worry: "What's wrong with Qing Yan today, this is not like him usual!"

"You don't have to worry about him, now he's just testing, haven't you found out that he hasn't even drawn his sword in his current position?" Lin Ruoli said confidently, he was very clear about Qing Yan's strength.

Tang Chan looked relieved after hearing this, so he pretended to be old and said: "I see! Only Qing Yan with a sword in his hand is the real Qing Yan." ”

As he was talking, a soft sound suddenly came out of his ears, it was the sound of the sword, with endless domineering in the voice, as if telling everyone that it was the king of the sword.

Qing Yan's long sword was unsheathed, and a sword swinging out without any fancy was swinged, seemingly moving slowly but like a meteor catching the moon, and the view was plain, but in fact it was a hidden murderous motive.

There was no flashing light, no sword qi rippling, only a sharp sword intent Before the long sword, Qing Yan's sword was just an ordinary sword, but he himself was like a sword, the sharpest sword, and the momentum was fierce and hideous.

Gan Ning's little face became solemn, although she was young but extremely talented, according to the Seven Leaves Spirit Lotus spiritual resources, how could she not see Qing Yan's powerful sword, she did not take out her weapon, she knew where her strengths were, if she tried swordsmanship with Qing Yan, she would definitely lose very badly, but what she was good at was spiritual arts.

Many of the people present had never seen this kind of sword technique used by Qing Yan, and even Lin Ruoli, who was most familiar with Qing Yan, didn't know what kind of sword this sword was, but as long as he saw it once, he would never forget it, because the murderous aura hidden in that sword was so strong that it made people shudder.

Gan Ning's feet touched the ground, the formation shield on the ground rippled, her figure quickly retreated, her hands were placed on her chest and quickly pinched the magic seal, and then Gan Ning's mouth let out a loud shout, and her hands formed a strange shape and pointed forward.

"Whew"

Everyone's ears seemed to hear a blank wolf howl, and the loneliness revealed fierceness, as if they were preparing to fight hard before a desperate situation.

A ball of cyan light suddenly appeared in front of Gan Ning's body, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a large cyan wolf head, staring at it as hideous and terrifying as a living creature, and let out a low roar, as if he had just woken up from a thousand-year slumber.

The sword pointed at it, and the green wolf blocked the way.

Qing Yan held the sword and kept moving forward, even the green wolf that appeared couldn't stop it, and the fierce sword intent pierced the air, forming a substantial white line, heading straight towards the sudden cyan wolf head.

Gan Ning's heart moved, and the cyan wolf's head suddenly opened its mouth, and a cloud of wind erupted from it, which contained dense wind blades, and there was a squeak of cutting the air between the whistling, and the sky was overwhelmingly thinking about Qing Yan.