While using his sword to block her attack, Shao Daikang hurriedly dodged to avoid it, so as not to accidentally rub it on or collide, and the Shao family's incense was cut off.

The spectators in the audience didn't notice anything at first, but when the two of them staggered past Shao Daikang's face was clouded, a group of people realized that something was wrong, and their faces instantly became a little ugly.

However, the temptation has just begun, Yun Jinghua naturally can't let Shao Daikang go, the crescent moon white just flew out of the corner of her eye, she tiptoed to take advantage of the momentum to spin, and the sword in her hand beckoned again, and the direction was straight to Shao Daikang's leg.

"Drink ......" Someone was so shocked by this thrilling and exciting scene that he gasped, if Shao Daikang couldn't react, then ......

Everyone didn't dare to think about it, the picture was too bloody and heart-wrenching.

It's just that Shao Daikang is also a big disciple of the Jiuhua faction, not in vain, and although Yun Jinghua's temptation is a little more unexpected, she can handle it well, how can she really hurt people's lives at the critical moment, how could Shao Daikang "little bird" hit "Mars" and be bloody?

Feeling the chill behind him, especially in the heart of his legs, he kicked hard with his feet that had just landed, and the whole person instantly shot out like electricity, and the "dark sword" that was going to "sneak attack" him was exposed to the bright sun, very bright and shining.

"......Huh" There was a relieved exhalation from the crowd, and the eyes of people looking at Yun Jinghua were either angry or accusatory, almost all of which were unkind.

When Yun Jinghua first came on the field, Zhuge Wuwei smiled, because this was what he expected.

When she met an expert who was also a sword expert, a popular candidate for the leader of the martial arts alliance, how could she not go up and ask for a few tricks?

When the two fought fiercely, he nodded frequently, admiring in his heart that more than a month had passed, and her kung fu had really improved a lot.

When Yun Jinghua's sword began to attack Shao Daikang's lower plate, and he always greeted the root of people's lives, intentionally or unintentionally, his face was not good-looking, a little dark, and a little heavy.

What is she doing? Is Shao Daikang having an enmity with her? Or does she hate all the men in the world and intend to cut off all their lives?

Aoba on the side was dumbfounded, he couldn't have imagined that the person who looked like Sven Wen and had spoken to him not long ago would make such a lewd move, it was really too despicable and ruthless!

"You!" Shao Daikang turned around suddenly, his muscles tense as he stared at Yun Jinghua not far away, his eyes dark as clouds, full of obvious anger.

His cheeks were as hard as steel, and he squeezed out a few stiff words for a while: "Shao admits defeat!" ”

He almost said a word, and then flew off the ring, without any nostalgia, leaving Yun Jinghua with a cold and arrogant back.

Yun Jinghua looked at his back and understood that there was pride and unyielding blood flowing in his body.

Although he bears the heavy burden of revitalizing the Jiuhua faction, and this martial arts conference is undoubtedly an important opportunity for him to shine on the lintel, he would rather admit defeat than disdain to continue to compete with people like her who will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals.

Although her swordsmanship is on par with him, her internal strength is definitely not comparable to him, if he has the heart to defeat her, or to take revenge on her aggressiveness just now, he will definitely not end up like this, but fight back at her openly in front of everyone present.

Then he would discover the disparity in their internal strength, and then find that it would be easy for him to defeat her, as long as he deliberately delayed the competition between the two and consumed her physical strength, he could almost defeat her.

However, he did not do so, which shows his temperament.

Putting away her sword, Yun Jinghua planned to leave the scene, her temptation had been completed. As for who will come to the stage to become the leader and the person who fights after she is out of the arena, this is not a matter of concern to her, with so many martial arts people present, she believes that they will solve this problem until a new martial arts alliance leader is elected.

There is only one thing left for her to do now - the plan to destroy the palace night at the last moment!

"It's so exciting, the old man can't help but show his hands on the court!" When Yun Jinghua turned around, an old and deep voice suddenly came from behind her.

The sound sounded as if it came from the sky, or from the distant mountain tops and seashores, through the abyss and cliffs, and swung in a circle, and finally became a beautiful echo that poured into the ears of the people.

Immediately, the sound of hunting wind pierced the sky, the wind was fierce and fast, a moment ago it seemed to be dozens of feet away, but in an instant it was only a few feet away from her.

Before she had time to look back and see what the person was like, she felt a cold sword qi coming towards her, and her eyes were sharp, and she immediately raised her breath and flew away.

The cold sword qi was like a bloodthirsty creature with eyes, and it turned in mid-air and chased after her.

Glancing sideways, she saw clearly that it was not a living creature that was chasing her, but a soft sword of good workmanship that could be bent, so that the owner of the sword had just turned around and turned around and was coming at her.

The qi lifting just now was in a hurry, even if her body was flexible and vigorous, it was impossible to change the path of progress in mid-air without the help of any foreign objects, seeing that the sword qi was approaching, the skin on her face could already feel the splitting feeling of the sword qi, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and her body suspended in mid-air suddenly descended.

As soon as it fell, the sword qi that cut her skin and split her muscles naturally couldn't scratch her face, ruining her appearance, and revealing the flaws of her disguise, and her identity was temporarily safe.

Unexpectedly, the old man who attacked her suddenly smiled suspiciously, as if there was some trick, and her heart instantly crossed a bad premonition.

She saw light and shadow flickering in her field of vision, and then she felt her head light, and something floated out of her afterglow.

"Ahh Almost at the same time, the crowd erupted in exclamation, and everyone looked stunned.

The hairband is broken, the long hair dances, and the teenager is a female Jiao'e?

Hearing the exclamations, Yun Jinghua's heart sank suddenly, and when she looked sideways, she was shocked to realize that the belt that bound her hair had been cut by the strange old man, and her hair had spread out like a waterfall.

Her identity had been exposed, her eyes lit up, she condensed the internal force of her whole body, shook her wrist and the tip of the sword touched the ground first, and then with the support of the hilt of the sword, Qiaoli flashed out from under the old man's body.

She had barely stood on her feet when the old man came running towards her like a shadow.

The soft sword is flexible, the path of attack is changeable, she raised her sword and wanted to directly cut off the old man's soft sword, but who expected that the soft sword was wrapped around the sword in her hand like a spirit snake, making her powerless to fight.

She frowned, and drew her tangled sword with all her might, trying to get out of the place as quickly as possible, not noticing the ghostly left hand of the man's left hand leaping towards her shoulder. By the time she sensed the danger approaching, it was too late, and it was impossible for her to retreat.

The instinct of her body prompted her to release her sword and retreat, but the man's left hand quickly caught up, scratching through the heavy clothes on her shoulders, revealing the delicate skin on her shoulders.

If the spectators who were present just now only suspected that she was a woman, now they can be completely sure that she is a woman.