The petite and thin slender figure coupled with the timid behavior was originally particularly pitiful, but at this moment, it is like a winged phoenix reborn from the fire, so dazzling and bright, so flamboyant and cold. WwW is worth your collection. LＷXＳ５２０。 ＣＯＭ

The man in black on the opposite side, seeing that the girl was still ruthless and killing in confusion, his eyes suddenly became depressed, and the dragon chanting sword was slanted, but the long sword of the female disciple of the Hundred Battles Sect was still approaching, and countless snow-colored arcs flashed in a tremble, and a strand of the black-clothed man's hair was pulled straight, and then fell like dust without a sound.

And the thrilling arc of electricity flashed violently in the air, and then suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

The audience was suddenly silent, and several heads who came to provoke trouble showed a look of surprise, and their hair disappeared, it seemed that they were instantly crushed by the sword qi of the female disciple of the Hundred Battles Sect, the strong body is easy to destroy, and the feminine thing is indestructible.

The foot injury of the head of the Hundred Battles Sect Xue has almost recovered under the strong repair of the sect's precious elixir, and there is almost no pain, but the continuation of the hamstring may not be easy, he finally began to look at the thin and petite woman in the field, but there is still no appreciation in his expression, it can be seen that although this female disciple has outstanding swordsmanship, her skills are slightly insufficient, although such achievements at such an age are embarrassing, but compared with the Easy Sword that has many adventures, has rich experience in the enemy, and has been famous for many years, It's still a little bit worse.

It's just that her swordsmanship is not from the Hundred Battles Gate!

Who gave such a subtle sword move? In that case, why did you secretly hide in the Hundred Battles Gate and deliberately hide it? Could it be that this woman has other scheming?

"Qing Ji, who is this woman's surname? What is it? ”

Qing Ji is the purple-clothed female disciple with a good complexion and figure.

The woman in purple stepped forward and saluted, "Her name is Luo Bingyuan!" He joined the sect five years ago. I always thought it was a waste, so I arranged to go into the kitchen to make a fire! ”

"What a fire girl!"

Someone near Xiaohua exclaimed incredulously.

Xiaohua originally thought it was just a slander and mockery of the woman in purple, but she didn't expect that she was really a fire girl.

The girl was about the same age as her, and her figure was not yet fully unfolded, but, on closer inspection. Despite wearing a men's dress that doesn't quite fit. The face is very beautiful.

It's a bit of a sympathy.

The old men who were watching the battle only nodded to each other, each showing disdainful contempt.

That girl wants to win? I'm afraid I want to be beautiful.

One of the old men saw that Xiaoyao Sword seemed to be a little pitiful, he knew that female disciple?

The old man was worried that the Easy Sword would change temporarily. Timely reminder, "Easy Sword! Don't forget our promise! ”

After speaking, he moved comfortably in his seat, smiling and brushing his beard.

In the field. The two black figures were already entangled in each other, and both of them moved extremely fast. The onlookers only felt that the strong wind was suffocating their breath, and the figures were dangling and dazzling, and they were dancing like stars on the vast green marble floor. Everywhere you go, the intact and smooth ground continues to stretch out tiny cracks, intertwining vertically and horizontally. It's weird.

The swordsmanship of the petite and slender black shadow on the field is obviously more subtle and powerful than the swordsmanship of the Hundred Battle Gate!

The Hundred Battle Gate has always been famous for its sword formations, and the solo swordsmanship has never been particularly famous.

The astonishment of the people watching the battle around grew stronger. The disciples who were still alive in the Hundred Battles Gate had already lost their eyes. The swordsmanship of Luo Bingyuan, who is usually bullied, is undoubtedly light and subtle, and it is not a commonly used swordsmanship in the sword formation of this sect at all, nor has it been used by Senior Brother Meng, who enjoys special treatment, how did she practice it?

This is Luo Bingyuan, who is the penultimate in sword competitions every time? This is the Luo Bingyuan who was not even approved to learn the most basic internal strength cultivation exercises of the Hundred Battle Sect because his qualifications were too poor?

The Hundred Battles Sect disciple who had pushed Luo Bingyuan hard just now gasped, while the other Hundred Battles Sect disciple beside him swallowed his spit with a snort, and his voice was so loud that he was startled.

In the exclamation, Qing Ji's face changed, she just stepped on the soles of Luo Bingyuan's feet, and in a blink of an eye, she showed a strength that even she was far behind, and her eyebrows couldn't help but gradually cover a layer of iron-blue haze.

She had always felt that this Luo Bingyuan was particularly annoying, and she faintly felt that this woman would threaten her status in the Hundred Battles Gate, but she didn't expect this intuition to really work, she had hidden it for so long!

It's not stupid, it's scheming.

In contrast, only Xue Zhangmen's expression was the most calm, he had almost recovered, and he could recover after some time of repairing his muscles and bones, his fingers lightly tapped on the bowing head of the seat, and his expression was slightly thoughtful.

It seems to be a real competition rather than a bloodthirsty slaughter.

"Who are you?"

Luo Bingyuan continued to make ruthless moves, and suddenly asked coldly.

"Qin Yunhe!"

"Qin Yunhe? Cloud cranes? Kind of familiar......"

Luo Bingyuan's sword move suddenly froze, and his brain ached a little, but he quickly regained his accuracy again.

Her memory is only the last five years, the people and things of five years ago, she has forgotten all of them, only the martial arts method has not forgotten jì, and her own name.

Perhaps, this person really knew him before, but today, only by defeating him can she snow the humiliation of the past five years and endure it for five years, and today, she decided not to endure it anymore.

"You...... Know me before? ”

"Ice Abyss! Luo Bingyuan! How do you call me not to know you? ”

While the two were talking, they were still vigorous under the sword.

"Where's your phoenix dance sword?"

"Phoenix Dancing Sword?" Luo Bingyuan obviously had no memory, "Who's?" Don't...... It's mine? ”

"The dragon roars, the tiger roars, and the phoenix dances, this is the sword of the three major towns of our Xuyu Mountain Xuyu Gate! You, you actually lost the Phoenix Dance Sword? ”

The dragon yin sword suddenly broke through the arc light curtain, silently approached Luo Bingyuan's wrist, and slid like a dragon lightly, sliding towards Luo Bingyuan's heart, like a line, it seemed to want to end the other party's life.

Luo Bingyuan suddenly smiled at Qin Yunhe, who was approaching.

Sure enough, it's an incomparably familiar sword move! She already knows how to break!

This person was actually helping her remember her past exercises and swordsmanship!

Could it be that they are really acquaintances?

Luo Bingyuan's teeth suddenly bit his red lips, and a little blood bead bloomed like coral, and with a blow of luck, the mellow blood bead fused to instantly improve his skill. The lightning shot out, and the surrounding air immediately became moist and heavy, condensed into a slightly white mist, and then dyed pale red by the blood droplets, and hula covered Qin Yunhe's eyes, twisting and flying like a net, covering his vision.

It's just that shocking moment. The long sword in Luo Bingyuan's palm suddenly flipped flexibly. The sword suddenly soared, and with a roar, a rainbow of brilliant light and shadow was opened, dazzling to the point of stunning light curtain. A slender red light that is almost invisible to the naked eye poured out like water, and the cold light flashed, and with a bang, it shot towards the opponent's chest!

The phoenix dance sword falls into the rainbow dazzling shadow!

Like a rainbow hanging in the sky after the rain. Crossing thousands of rivers and mountains in an instant!

Extremely close distance, extremely strong force. That cold light will snatch and kill lives at a speed that ordinary people can't avoid!

The wind is extremely loud and murderous. So much so that the air was rubbed vigorously, making a harsh sound.

The exclamations exploded, and several old men who had just been leisurely watching the play all stood up from their seats. Xue Zhangmen, who was thoughtfully kowtowing his fingers on the chair, was also shocked by this fierce killing momentum, and his fingers knocked on the empty space.

A disciple of the Hundred Battles Sect who was standing relatively close covered his face and retreated with a sad voice. Between the fingers, there was bright red and piercing blood.

He was hurt by the end of the overflowing True Qi, and upon closer inspection, his face was ruined! That blood-soaked face, the skin and flesh turned up three inches, I'm afraid that the gods will be unable to save it! Such a fierce and almost inescapable nirvana made the people who stood up look at each other and felt a chill in their hearts.

Among the two sword fingers, the black shadow with a much taller and stronger figure is obviously taller and stronger, and the eyesight and reaction of the black-clothed Xiaoyao Sword are really very outstanding, and the cold mangs are rising, and he is still hidden in the light curtain, he has retreated in a hurry, the black shadow flashed, and he turned over like a dragon, and one fell backwards and rushed out three feet, and settled down steadily.

Luo Bingyuan smiled and straightened his sleeves, standing in place in the hunting wind.

The seemingly sharp nirvana of the two of them was actually resolved by themselves! Are these two people sincerely trying to trick everyone?

There was silence in the martial arts arena, although Luo Bingyuan's killing move failed to give the other party a fatal blow, but such a subtle sword move, I am afraid that only the senior brother Meng Xuan, who was far away in the capital, could interpret it!

Senior Brother Meng Xuan's sword moves were personally taught and instructed by the old monsters of the Hundred Battle Sect who were still in retreat, and in terms of swordsmanship alone, they were many times better than Master Xue! That's the next head of the Hundred Battles Gate!

The disciples of the Hundred Battles Gate all looked at Luo Bingyuan in a daze, under the sun, the petite figure that had not yet grown black hair and black clothes were flying, the chin was slightly raised, and a delicate and smooth arc was cocked, she looked around with a mocking smile, and the eyes that flew by at that glance were a few points brighter than the sun.

Some of the people who had laughed at her before involuntarily shrank back when her gaze swept over.

With a sneer, Luo Bingyuan threw the extremely ordinary long sword in his hand, and with a clatter, the sword body sank into the ground three inches, and cracks were a few feet long on the green marble floor, looking like a cold and sarcastic corner of his mouth.

The goose on the sword fluttered in the wind, wantonly and flamboyantly, burning those indescribable eyes.

The neat and delicate green marble floor of the martial arts arena was wreaked havoc by Luo Bingyuan without any scruples, but no one in the audience spoke.

"Come with me!" Xiaoyao Jian completely ignored the almost angry eyes of several old men, stared straight at Luo Bingyuan, and crisply spit out three loud words.

His eyes were cold and full of tenderness, and he was just crashing into Luo Bingyuan, who had untied the blindfolded cloth towel and raised his head.

The eyes met, and the deep streamers in the eyes of the Xiaoyao Sword changed, like waves on the sea, and they kept rolling.

Although Luo Bingyuan was puzzled, he looked back at him calmly, his eyes were clear, like the early dawn on the sea.

But she found that there was an old man who had come behind her silently for some time, she was startled, and quickly retreated, her brain suddenly dizzy, a fishy wind, suddenly rolled up, her brain dizzy and a few deeper, a * like a wave to disperse reason and consciousness, but there is a string in the heart, inch by inch of death, pulling the tip of the heart is in severe pain, she stared at her eyes in panic, only to see Qin Yunhe standing in front of her suddenly.

It's just that the face that was still handsome was suddenly burned by the flames so that she couldn't see her facial features, and she could only vaguely discern a strange and contemptuous smile, and his smoky face was so close and so real, so real that she could feel the scorching and bloody smell emanating from his skin, so turbulent and silent.

He said softly, "Luo Bingyuan, where is your ice arrow?" Why don't you help me put out the fire? Seeing my disfigurement, how can you bear it? ”

The man's figure approaching step by step made Luo Bingyuan's heart instantly feel like being shot by the poisonous needles of millions of poisonous bees at the same time, and there was a lot of bitterness and remorse in his heart.

Remorse? Why did she regret it? She didn't know where she came from, where did she get her remorse?

Xiaohua was also anxious, why did Luo Bingyuan suddenly freeze? I was choked by the throat by an old man's sudden move and didn't resist!

Could it be that without the long sword, she is so vulnerable?

Also, why did the black-clothed Easy Sword stand still? Could it be that the immobilization method has been immobilized?

Xiaohua was so anxious that she wanted to rush to the martial arts arena, but the man who had saved her next to her grabbed her with one hand and shook his head gently.

Xiaohua thought about it and felt reckless.

Luo Bingyuan on the martial arts arena roared in a low voice, she gasped back, and waved desperately to drive away those phantoms, "No! No! Not so! I...... I was mentally flustered and unresponsive...... It's not what you say! ”

The old man's hand was fixed in mid-air, floating emptyly, he didn't seem to expect Luo Bingyuan to be able to remain awake and justify consciousness in this situation, his face flickered and dispersed after the smoke, every time he gathered, Luo Bingyuan felt dizzy in front of him, and every time he fainted, her consciousness would be blurred.

Just before she was about to fall into darkness, she suddenly felt a pain in her neck, pricked by an embroidery needle.

Luo Bingyuan suddenly woke up, turned into a phantom, broke free from the old man's hands from her neck, she jumped up suddenly, spit out, and scolded, "Phew! Disrespectful for the old! He actually used cult magic to charm people's hearts! ”

Luo Bingyuan leaned on the weapon rack to breathe, using the illusion to confuse the fragility of the self-question in the depths of people's hearts, to control people's minds and fall into eternal darkness? She struggled, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and she suddenly shouted:

"Qin Yunhe! Take me away! ”

The sound faintly hit the surrounding mountain walls, and then swinged back leisurely, and everywhere there were "Qin Yunhe!" Take me away! Echo.

Suddenly, a bunch of golden snakes flew out of the old man's arms.

The snakes shook in unison, staring at Luo Bingyuan, but they didn't attack for a while, they kept spitting out pale black smoke, Luo Bingyuan looked at the mist, and suddenly realized that the phantom in her mind before seemed to be made of this thing. The snake suddenly gathered together to form a giant python, and with a flick of its body, its huge tail swept over fiercely.

It is said to be the tail, but it is actually the head, the green glowing eyes fly in the air, the mouth is full of sharp teeth, venom, pale green and fishy. (To be continued.) )>