She, across the stone platform, stared at him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe woman next to him was also staring at him.

Sitting opposite, it was only a stone platform away. Is it close? It's close. Far away? It's far away.

When he was there, she took it for granted. When he wasn't there, she felt like she was missing everything. She just wants to go to heaven if you can give her another chance, a chance to feel her warmth, just once, she just needs it once.

On stage, the battle continued. At this time, Mei Niang's originally sultry face changed rapidly, and six hideous fox heads were conjured. The six foxes had a demonic green light in their eyes, and they opened their bloody mouths and bit at Zhang Gou.

Some of these fox heads pounced on Zhang Gou's head, some grabbed at the chest, and some bit into the limbs, everything was in an instant. Before everyone could see what the spell was, they only heard a scream, blood splashed, and after the mist dissipated, Zhang Gou collapsed to the ground holding his right arm.

His entire right arm is gone! His face was full of deep scars, paw prints, his face was pale, he was panting heavily, and he had completely lost his combat effectiveness.

Mei Niang regained her charming smile.

"Yikes!! The concubine's hands are heavy, I'm sorry, Senior Brother Zhang, it's a pity that this handsome face..."

Zhang Gou's face turned pale, picked up the stump on the ground, and stumbled off the stage.

He, defeated.

The woman surnamed Yu stood in place, looking at him coldly, her eyes indifferent. Zhang Gou lowered his head, bowed to the second peerless child, and when he raised his head, his eyes were desperate, and he staggered to the back of the crowd to meditate and heal.

Throughout the battle, the ghost fox meditated with her eyes closed, and she didn't seem to care about the result, or maybe victory or defeat was already in her heart.

"Let Xin learn your tricks!"

With a burst of shouts, a vigorous figure was the core disciple of the Wushuang Sect called Xin Zhao.

"You have already fought a battle, and you don't want to take advantage of this, so you go down and fight with someone else!"

"Yo, it seems that I can't look down on the three-legged cat's kung fu of the concubine, so the concubine will be out of company first, handsome guy!"

After speaking, Mei Niang curtsied to Xin Zhao and said a blessing, twisted her waist, and walked off the stage.

"If it weren't for the automatic stepping down, Senior Brother Xin would not be this woman's opponent."

Luan Tianpan sat down and muttered to himself, his voice extremely soft. But the woman surnamed Zhou, who was sitting next to him, listened to it very well.

She turned her head to look at Luan Tian in surprise, not understanding why this junior disciple who had not cultivated would say this. Suddenly, he remembered the scene of subduing Zhang Gou that day, although she didn't see it with her own eyes, but the facts were in front of her.

As a result, she began to have some faith in this junior brother's judgment.

She didn't know why she believed what he said, it was just an intuition, an intuition that belonged to a woman.

Intuition, a wonderful thing, right?

That's because you don't understand, you don't understand where it comes from.

Some people's intuition is almost always wrong.

But some people's intuition never misses.

At this time, a strange cry sounded:

"Chatter! Arrogant, do you really think you can win Senior Sister Mei Niang? Let me meet you! ”

The words fell, and a green dress stood opposite Xin Zhao. He is a thin young male cultivator, with a green robe, green socks, green boots, and even his face is blue.

came to the stage, Qinglangjun didn't say much, waved a long whip in his hand and went straight to Xin Zhaojuan, and even the long whip was green.

The whip was eerie, hollow, as if it were made of whole snake skin, and shone with a faint blue light.

"It's good to come!"

With a broken drink, Xin Zhao raised his hand, and there was an extra silver halberd in his hand. The long halberd drew an arc of lightning and smashed it against the long whip, and the cultivation of the early stage of the Yuan Infant burst out.

"Senior Brother Xin will be defeated within ten moves!"

Luan Tian, who was sitting under the stone platform, muttered softly, and the woman surnamed Zhou stared at him again, then turned her head and looked at the stone platform for verification.

For a while, the air waves on the stage were surging, the air was cold, and the cyan mist was filled.

This Qinglangjun is a snake demon, and the name of the technique he cultivates is called "stopping". Stop the war, stop the dead, stop the killing! This pervasive cyan poisonous mist is one of its killer features.

Xin Zhao's cultivation of the halberd method originally relied on a strong physique, and when he waved, his true qi surged, and he needed to use his own strong qi and blood to urge the halberd qi. And this is precisely what made him inhale a large amount of poisonous mist in a short period of time.

Every time he waved, there were green mangs floating out of Qinglangjun's long whip, like pieces of small flowers, like stars, this green mangs were also extremely poisonous! With the urging of his spell, the long whip exuded a foul smell.

One move, two moves, three moves...

By the time the battle reached the eighth move, Xin Zhao's movement of wielding the halberd had slowed down a lot. The veins on his forehead flared up, and a few drops of sweat rolled down. It seems that the weight of this silver halberd has suddenly increased a lot, and every time it is swung, it seems extremely difficult.

Qinglangjun chattered, and suddenly, there was a long howl:

"Go ahead, chatter~~~~"

Nine moves, defeat!

Xin Zhao's burly body was rolled up by the long whip and thrown under the stage, smashing into the gravel with a pop, and the halberd fell to the ground.

His face had turned dark blue, and his body was deeply scarred, and what flowed out was not bright red blood, but blue-black pus!

Xin Zhao clutched his chest, his eyes were unwilling, and he glared angrily at Qinglangjun who was smiling proudly on the stage.

But the result is decided.

At this time, the eyes of the woman surnamed Zhou were full of surprise and admiration when she looked at Luan Tian, and she felt that the man around her was like the sea, which made her unable to see through.

However, she was sure that this little junior disciple who seemed to have no cultivation was not only mysterious, but also must have hidden some amazing means.

"炁~~~~"

Just when Qinglang Jun was getting carried away, a melodious drum sounded, which was very penetrating, like a beating in everyone's hearts.

A figure flew out of the crowd on the side of the Wushuang Sect and landed on the stage.

"Oops!"

Luan Tian secretly screamed in his heart.

It was Huihui who was standing on the stage, and Xin Zhao's serious injury obviously made him angry. Therefore, I didn't care about any brilliance or disgrace, and before I jumped on the stage, I beat the Kui Niu drum.

The drum sound induced by Qi Li had a restraining effect on the beast clan, and Qinglang Jun was caught off guard. Therefore, under this blow, the body suddenly fell back five or six feet away, and the blue thin face was a little white.

When he stood firm and saw the cultivation of the person holding the drum on the other side, a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, with disdain.

After being attacked by the sneak attack, Qinglangjun was angry in his heart, with anger in his eyes, and roared angrily:

"Despicable villain, take your life!"

Before the words fell, the snakeskin whip had already shot, and the green mangs burst out, and the mist was filled.

Even if it has the restraint effect of Kui Niu Drum, there is a big gap between Huihui and Qinglangjun's cultivation, and after the sneak attack was successful, he never had the upper hand.

After only ten breaths, his body was swept upside down by the long whip and slammed to the ground. Except for a few people, they didn't see much of how Huihui flew out.

In fact, Luan Tian saw it clearly, it is estimated that before Huihui came to power, he had a plan, and after winning a blow, he saw that he couldn't beat this snake demon, so he no longer fell in love with the war.

When he saw the whip coming, he kicked the stone platform with both feet, and took advantage of the momentum to fly out of the stone platform diagonally. Now that the defeat is assured, this is indeed a wise move.

In this way, Huihui's life is safe, but the consequences are very serious.