(Cat flutter Chinese) "The master of Class A, you have a lot of advice!" Fu Sheng didn't care at all, his sword had already lost a lot compared to her sword.

Lan Yao's sword is made of Abbot Mountain's unique dark iron, I heard that Zhaoyao Mountain has a competition and her father sent someone to send it, but in view of the fairness and justice of the competition, it is not possible to use any particularly famous sword, and it is already very good to be able to use this sword made of Abbot Mountain's unique dark iron.

Its own spiritual power is already much better than the sword made of swaggering mountains and seas, and although it is iron, it is very light, and it does not require much physical strength.

Finally, the competition began, and with a flash of red light, Fusheng Edgeworth flew.

Lan Yao also followed, only listening to the sound of the woods and the sound of the sword qi breaking through the air, Lan Yao's sword aura was compelling, her posture was light, the sword moved with her heart, her clothes were flying, and the sword in her hand was even faster, as fast as lightning, and the moves she made were beautiful and clever, and after a while, she shrouded Fusheng in it.

Qing Xue also saw that the sword was not only more powerful than the wooden sword practiced by Shi Fusheng, but also Lan Yao's strength should be above Fu Sheng, Qing Xue's heart couldn't help but hang, for fear that Lan Yao would be seriously injured by Fu Sheng.

Fu Sheng has never tried to compete with others, even if everyone in Heavenly Court has let her before, she knows it in her heart.

At the beginning, he was full of confidence, but now he was a little defeated by Lan Yao, although the technique of Fusheng Imperial Sword was okay, but he was a little helpless by Lan Yao.

Fu Sheng Fei is extremely difficult, and if he relaxes his vigilance a little, he will be hit by Lan Yao's sword.

Seeing her embarrassed look, Lan Yao was very happy.

"What's the matter, that's all you can do? It's not that you want to be an apprentice of Immortal Venerable, you also want to do it at this level? Lan Yao said sarcastically.

"Humph!" Although Fusheng was beaten and retreated, she was not afraid of losing, it was a big deal that she was injured by two defeats, and there was nothing to care about.

"That's how you think you can beat me." When Lan Yao said Cangyuan's name, Fu Sheng suddenly felt motivated, this was the fastest opportunity for her to stay by his side, she must win.

Lan Yao's main attack, Fu Sheng's main defense, Lan Yao's moves are not only powerful, but also very good-looking, and he doesn't forget his demeanor when fighting.

She has put a lot of effort into this competition.

"Away from my brother! Fusheng, she's going to be fine, right? "After all, the injury she suffered last time has not healed, although she has made very rapid progress in the past few days, but Qing Xue always feels a little wrong in her heart.

"Don't worry." Lisan could only comfort her in this way, all they could do was believe her.

Lan Yao is so confident, it is also because of Fu Sheng's injury last time, Fu Sheng couldn't beat her in the first place, it was just a straw bag, and she was so seriously injured, she must have the certainty of victory in her heart.

Fu Sheng felt the spiritual power from the magic weapon on her body, thinking that if she continued to consume it like this, her spiritual power could be given to her by the magic weapon, but Lan Yao's magic power would not work, she thought of it more and more not to clash with Lan Yao head-on.

But Lan Yao seemed to have discovered what she was thinking, she snorted coldly, the apex of the sword in her hand, with a smug smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were contemptuous.

"My time is precious, so I won't waste it with you!"

Directly no longer give Fu Sheng a chance, the sword pointed at Fu Sheng, and the sword qi cut Fu Sheng's robe a lot.

Seeing this, the people in Class A around cheered for Lan Yao, and they couldn't help but look at Liduan and Qingxue proudly, as if the spirit card on the tree was already in their pocket.

Pressed too tightly by Lan Yao, Fu Sheng couldn't lift her true breath, and she couldn't dodge it all of a sudden, and Lan Yao's sword stabbed straight into her left arm.

Blood dripped down the sword, Fu Sheng was in so much pain that he couldn't help himself, he had already been injured and was stabbed again this time, and his entire left hand couldn't move.

At the moment when she stabbed the sword into Fusheng, Lan Yao felt the pleasure in her heart.

She also wanted to stab the sword even harder.

Fu Sheng extracted the spiritual power in the treasure with great force, and with a palm, Lan Yao was forced to take a step back, and the sword was pulled out of her arm.

"Haha~ The sword has no eyes, you have to be careful."

The brothers of the same sect should be fighting, and if they are injured, they will be a little sorry, but they can't see the slightest apology here in Lan Yao, but there is a feeling of becoming more and more courageous the more they fight.

Yangshuo they stared at the picture.

Watch the two of them compete.

"Why did these two people fight?" Dongfang Chang said.

"This heavenly girl's mana is not high! It's Lan Yao, the daughter of the abbot mountain island owner, not bad, not bad! There was a look of appreciation in Ersan's eyes.

"I like it, I'll be under your door later."

"Haha~ I'm afraid this game will end in a while."

At this time, everyone suddenly felt that the atmosphere had changed, and a white shadow slowly fell on the high seat of the master.

"Master." The crowd shouted.

I saw Cang Yuan nodding slightly, motioning for them to continue watching this competition.

The competition of Zhaoyao Mountain has always been forbidden for outsiders to participate, and many of their disciples are sent by famous families to practice.

In order to maintain fairness and fairness, everything here is on your own.

Cang Yuan looked at the small figure in the picture, his left arm stained red with blood. It looks like he's been beaten very badly.

But it's still hard work, and there is a spirit in his eyes that he won't admit defeat.

It's just that......

Her last injury was treated by Cang Yuan, and she should still not be able to resist the sword now, but now she can hold on for so long.

"What? Can't do it anymore? Lan Yao attacked and taunted Fu Sheng.

The two of them engaged in a half-pillar of incense fight.

Fu Sheng's persistence until now is all due to the magic weapon given to her by the man in black that night.

Now that I'm hurt, it's getting worse.

She no longer dodged, and began to use the sword, and hit her hard, Lan Yao saw her lifeless play, and her heart trembled a little, but she was more excited, just fight, fight!

The more intense, the better, so that when you give her the final blow, you can show a lot more power.

Fu Sheng silently recited the mantra, the air suddenly gathered, she concentrated, her waist and abdomen were forced, her toes were light, on the flying sword, she flicked hard, her body flew high into the air, extracted the spiritual power in the magic weapon, and created a huge spirit ball, only to see her spirit ball, like a small sun emitting red light.

Seeing this, Liduan's brows furrowed even tighter, and a thought popped out of his mind, how could Fu Sheng have so much spiritual power!

The competition between the two entered a hot conversation, Lan Yao was not to be outdone, and then, her body deftly turned a few times in the air, injecting spiritual power into the sword, she rushed over like an arrow from the string, and the speed was so fast that everyone didn't see it clearly, she came to Fu Sheng's side in an instant, and stabbed the sword into the floating spiritual power ball, and the two were deadlocked with each other......

Who wins and who loses will be decided at this moment...... (To be continued.) Cat flutter Chinese