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There is a sword in the sleeve...... Doesn't that illustrate...... Li Qinglian is actually carrying a hidden weapon!

The third golden rule of the Heroes Society: never carry hidden weapons such as hidden blades.

In this way, this Li Qinglian actually violated the rules of the meeting, and according to the punishment, she must be expelled!

Looking at Su Yan, who was infinitely shocked, Li Qinglian smiled slightly.

Then his green shirt swayed, and his sleeves were windless and automatic, as if there were two gentle breezes hidden in his sleeves.

Breeze on both sleeves!

Su Yan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the rumored Li Qinglian's stunt, his face became cold, and he was extremely dignified.

On the first seat, Tang Ling looked at the dashing and handsome Li Qinglian in the center of the main hall, his eyes were full of expectation and emotion, and finally evolved into endless battle intent.

Tang Di looked at Su Yan with a worried look.

Qin E's face was solemn, her two beautiful eyebrows like distant mountains frowned slightly, her hands were raised slightly, her round lips were slightly opened, and she wanted to speak again.

They were all people who had heard of or even witnessed this stunt before, and they knew that the terrifying power of this move was definitely something that Su Yan, who was now overdrawn by True Yuan, could not resist.

Su Yan also knew very well, because he had also heard of this famous stunt, and he also knew that if the rumors were really true, then he would definitely not be able to resist it.

But he didn't flinch, and the calm in his eyes burned into a raging fire.

He wanted to try.

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Looking at Su Yan who was eager to try in front of her, Li Qinglian was slightly stunned, and then smiled.

It's good, no backing down, worthy of my all-in.

Li Qinglian lowered her head, glanced at her slightly bulging, air-filled sleeves, her eyes were condensed, and her mouth bloomed with spring thunder: "The wind rises!" ”

In an instant, two bursts of fierce and bleak cold wind burst out from Li Qinglian's sleeve, like two biting high-altitude winds, or two cyan dragons out of the water, with endless cold and fierce aura, swept towards Su Yan, thick as a bowl, momentum like a rainbow, and there was a great tendency to make ten thousand horses easy, and where they passed, the space was also stirred up ripples!

There is Tiangang from the sleeve!

Between the electric light and flint, the wind blows slowly, fluttering and blowing!

Su Yan's complexion changed suddenly, and his body retreated, but the breeze came slowly, and An could dodge?

The cold wind gently blows through the forehead.

At that moment, Su Yan only felt a tingling pain from the depths of his soul, his eyes closed involuntarily, and the pain was incomparable, as if he was being picked by a sharp and slightly cold sword, and the cold wind blew his cheeks, which was like a sword slashing pain, as if it pierced people's hearts.

Su Yan barely opened his eyes, raised his sword and danced wildly, the wind and the sword collided, sparks burst out from the sword, and there was a clanging sound like the impact of iron and stone!

This wind is actually the wind of the sword!

It turned out that Li Qinglian was standing with her hands in her sleeves, and she was actually accumulating sword intent in her sleeve, thinking that it was a fatal blow!

Two Hidden Sword Wind! Li Qinglian's famous stunt!

Su Yan's body was unstable, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and then, his seven orifices began to slowly ooze blood.

The eyes, mouth, nose, and ears rained blood.

For a while, Su Yan was covered in blood and completely became a bloody person.

But he gritted his teeth, slammed his sword on the ground, and his body bent slightly, but he never fell.

Li Qinglian's eyes were full of indifference and lofty, and with a wave of the sleeves of her robe, the two sword winds that pierced people's hearts gathered into two clear streams, and they suddenly retracted into their sleeves.

Su Yan was relieved, and his seven orifices stopped the bleeding, but his face was full of blood-red, filled with bloody gas, flowing with blood, and it was indeed very tragic and terrifying to look at.

There was silence in the room.

Qin Sheng was the first to stand up, and the halberd pointed at Li Qinglian, who was standing indifferently, and said angrily: "Said that good friendship comes first!" Money! You pay for the medical expenses! ”

Li Qinglian was still cold and arrogant, wearing a green shirt, brushing her sleeves and returning to her seat, so calm that she felt as if nothing had happened just now, picked up the green jade wine glass, and took a sip slightly.

Qin Sheng was furious, and just wanted to scold Li Qinglian's eighteenth generation ancestor thoroughly, when he saw that on the dragon throne, the emperor looked at him with long eyes, so he had to snort coldly and returned to his seat in a huff.

Su Yan endured the severe pain in his internal organs and the oscillation of the qi, and ran the true yuan in his limbs, and finally slowly straightened his waist and got up, the frost sky sword hummed, and the blood that slowly flowed on the sword exploded into powder and disappeared into nothing.

Su Yan put the sword back into its sheath, and said with a strong face: "It's a loss." ”

Li Qinglian said indifferently: "Losing under my sword, you can be proud." ”

Qin Sheng was furious, and he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart anymore, and scolded: "Since your mother's arrogance, ......" was sprinkled with joy, and he scolded Li Qinglian's eighteenth generation ancestor without reservation.

Li Qinglian frowned slightly and said, "Why are you talking so much?" Just have a fight. ”

Qin Sheng's words were stopped, and then his heart was also stopped.

The emperor sat on the dragon throne, looking at the white jade ground below that was cracked like a spider's web and Su Yan, whose white clothes were stained with blood, his expression was solemn and calm, and with a wave of the sleeves of his robe, there was a stream of air as white as fresh snow carrying endless pure intentions to wash away the dust, like a swaying white snake penetrating into Su Yan's body, and in an instant, a fresh breath refreshed people's hearts.

The little white snake burrowed into the meridians and internal organs, swaying layers of clear ripples in the body, caressing the divine will and soul, Su Yan only felt that the blood in his body was clear, and all the holes were filled by this clear stream, and the last clear intention slowly merged into the bones and blood, indescribably comfortable and clear.

An old eunuch walked up to Su Yan and said respectfully, "Please enter the dressing room." ”

Su Yan woke up from the relaxed and cheerful Qingming, brushed the blood on his face with his sleeves, and slowly followed the old eunuch out of the hall.

The emperor looked at Su Yan's distant back, and the sleeves of his robe waved again, so the terrifying cracks on the white jade ground began to close, and the jade surface was smooth like clotted fat again.

The power of the saint does not stagnate in things, and turns decay into magic.

It's a terrible thing to be targeted by a saint.

Lin Ce thought with a smile, and glanced at Qin Sheng, who was drinking wine below.

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Changing into a light green silk robe, Su Yan only felt a lot refreshed, and the sound of worship when he entered the temple again was much louder.

The emperor looked at Su Yan calmly and said, "It stands to reason that you lost the battle just now." ”

Su Yan bowed to the ground and said loudly: "It's Weichen who has been defeated." ”

The emperor's eyes showed a hint of appreciation, and he smiled: "Fang Cai's battle was really exciting, I am very happy, in terms of strength, you are higher than many elites here, how can you stop here?" How's that for you to get promoted? ”

Su Yan was happy in his heart, and said in surprise: "Thank you, Emperor Wu!" ”

On the first battle, it is indeed Su Yan's strength is inferior, he is covered in blood, and his true yuan is exhausted, on the other hand, Li Qinglian, the green shirt is not wet, and he is at ease, and the strength of the two is clear at a glance.

Su Yan finally knew what the gap was between himself and the geniuses at the top of the Heroes List, and he couldn't help but drop a few places for the final ranking in the Heroes Banquet predicted in his heart.

Just when Su Yan returned to his seat full of joy and sat down, a blood-clothed young man stood up from the opposite seat, looked at Su Yan coldly, and said coldly: "Su Yan is a loser, but he is just a garbage, what reason is there to advance?" I'm not convinced! ”

When the words fell, the audience was shocked.