Chapter Ninety-Five: A Desperate Shot
Gu Muyao endured the severe pain all over her body, and finally stood up with the strength of her sword, but was whipped by Yu Ling'er in the crook of her legs, "plopped", her legs were weak, and she suddenly knelt on the ground, and even the sword in her hand fell out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Why are you so weak still holding on until now?"
"It's obviously the cultivation in the early stage of enlightenment, why hasn't it been eliminated for a long time?"
Yu Ling'er squatted in front of Gu Muyao, picking up the latter's chin with the whip handle, her pale face and soft voice, if she ignored the current actions and words of the two, she would still think that Yu Ling'er was comforting Gu Muyao.
"How can you be so weak to be his disciple, tsk, it's time to wake up if you dream. I was lucky enough to get you this far, and now I'm not going to let you go! β
"I'm tired after I've had enough, and the feeling of death must be wonderful, so as a friend, I'm kind enough to give you a ride."
After speaking, there was a fierce look in his eyes, and with a flick of his wrist, the spirit whip in his hand wrapped around Gu Muyao's neck like a spirit snake.
Tighten hard a little bit, and enjoy sickly watching Gu Muyao struggle powerlessly on the verge of death.
"Hmph."
Seeing that the other party did not shout to abstain even now, Yu Ling'er snorted coldly, since she didn't want to admit defeat until she died, it would be better to die directly.
In fact, instead of killing the other party, she wants to see the other party prostrate at her feet and admit defeat. The feeling of destroying the pride and dignity of the other party once made her feel extremely happy.
Just when Gu Muyao's life and death were threatened, a sword that had been placed in the room where she lived before kept trembling, and there was a sword sound of "buzzing".
"Whoosh-"
The crystal clear sword flew up at once, and in the blink of an eye, it had already burst out of the house and disappeared into the sky.
There was only a big hole in the door, and the cold wind was whirring, indicating everything that had just happened.
Gu Muyao was still struggling, trying to break free from the shackles of death, Yun Tianhua, who was watching the battle outside, subconsciously frowned, originally indifferent and careless, but now there was a faint sense of tension.
I don't know why, subconsciously it is difficult to accept the death of that child. Even though he knew that even if he died, he would be resurrected immediately, but he still panicked in his heart.
The hand hidden in the wide sleeve clenched unconsciously, and his too rational brain forced him to suppress his restless emotions.
Sanye glanced at the proud disciple sitting beside him, and sighed helplessly, he didn't expect that the impact of the fate calamity on him was so strong.
Jade Death had long since finished the contest, and he had personally killed the only person who could be called his opponent since the tournament.
The Jin brothers followed and ended the game, and the Fu brothers and sisters were not far behind and defeated their opponents in a way equivalent to two to one.
Some people protested that the Fu brothers and sisters cheated, which was not fair at all, but it was dismissed because the spirit runes were also carved by themselves, and the spirit puppets were sealed by their own spiritual power.
That's part of their strength, and it's not cheating.
It didn't take long for Scarlet Xia to win, and Gu Nan's victory was not difficult.
I don't know if it's because everyone has a heart or because of the situation, those who win win by killing each other.
At present, there are only two places left in the competition field, and the winner has not yet been decided.
One is Fu Ling, who is fighting with his divine sense, and his opponent Hou Yu, and the other is Gu Muyao, who was tortured by Yu Ling'er with death.
Of course, the old Gao in everyone's hearts was not because of the battle between Gu Muyao and the others, but the battle between Fu Ling and Hou Yu, because in their opinion, Yu Ling'er had already won, and now she was just torturing Gu Muyao.
As for Fu Ling and Hou Yu, they could see that the two of them were already at the end of their strong crossbows, and the sweat had soaked all their clothes, and their faces were equally pale.
Because of the invisible battle between the two, many people can't figure out the situation of the battle, so they are even more looking forward to who wins and who loses in the end.
Fu Ling already felt a buzzing sound in his head, which was a sign of being mentally overwhelmed.
Hou Yu was no better at this time, and he only relied on his inner obsession to persist until now.
Originally, when he decided to attack Fu Ling with his mental power, he relied on his usual conscious exercise of mental power, but he didn't expect that the other party's spiritual power was as strong as him.
Just when everyone was nervous, a sharp sound of breaking wind came, and everyone looked up and found that a sword that was as bright as ice crystals was flying at a high speed, and it looked particularly dazzling in the sunlight.
"Oh my God, what's that?"
"Where did you get the sword?"
"The spiritual power fluctuates so strongly!"
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Yun Tianhua was stunned when he saw the Tribulation, but he quickly reacted, the Tribulation was different from other immortal swords, although the grade had not yet arrived, but the spirituality had already surpassed ordinary artifacts.
Since Gu Muyao is recognized, he will definitely protect Gu Muyao's safety until it dies.
Now it senses that its master is in danger, and there is no reason not to come to the rescue.
Lan Shengjiu was stunned when he saw the immortal swords hovering at the entrances of the various light gates, he always felt that there was a familiar fluctuation on it, but he didn't think about it for a long time.
Touching his chin, looking at the sword in a trance, he felt like a lost child, and suddenly, the fairy sword seemed to sense something, and suddenly rushed into the light gate to which the Xuantian Hall belonged.
Yu Ling'er, who was startled by the sudden sound of breaking wind, swept away, and her eyes suddenly softened and became extremely fierce.
Knowing that the situation was different, she couldn't afford to rub it out any longer.
So with a force in his hand, he was about to kill Gu Muyao directly, and at the last moment, the sword had already swept in with a heavy evil aura.
had no choice but to let go of Gu Muyao and retreated, and then everyone saw a magical scene.
The sword kept changing directions and rubbing against Gu Muyao, and patted Gu Muyao's arm from time to time, as if trying to wake her up.
I don't know if everyone had a delusion or something, they actually felt that the scene was like a lost child finally finding his unconscious mother, and then calling out at a loss.
"Ahem, ahemβ"
Gu Muyao struggled to wake up, but her throat was as painful as fire. Holding his neck and gasping for breath, he didn't care if it would sting his lungs.
Sitting up with his hands propped up, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the murder that swayed in front of him, and subconsciously asked, "Why are you here?" β
Jian couldn't speak, so he could only rub the side of her face affectionately, and the small gesture made her heart warm, but her eyes were sour.
looked at the fairy sword carved out of the ice edge in front of him, but there was no cold air when he first came into contact.
It seems that after it recognized her as its master, she was immune to the cold on its body.
Reaching out to hold the hilt of the sword, she had already figured it out, she really wanted to win by her own strength, but how could it not be a kind of strength to subdue the robbery?
Yu Ling'er looked at Gu Muyao who stood up again with an expressionless face, she admitted that she regretted it, she shouldn't have given her a chance to breathe, just kill her directly.