Everyone saw him pull out the heavy sword behind his back and wipe it slowly, his expression was extremely cold, his attitude was cold and arrogant, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Kyushu Han walked out, the heavy sword was slowly raised, pointed directly at the other party, and said in a low voice: "Make a move." ”

When the man saw this, his face was slightly timid, he took half a step back, and took out the jade flute heart to settle down. He also knew that he would lose when he was close, so he immediately narrowed the distance between the two before he played the flute, and one after another spiritual power quickly went towards the cold of Kyushu.

Seeing these attacks, Kyushu Han's body moved, and he was in another direction, and Le Ling's attack was long and tight. He didn't have a place to hide, he stepped forward with his sword, and used his sword moves alone to deal with spiritual attacks, which was very difficult, and his forehead gradually soaked with sweat, and large and small wounds appeared on his body.

"Old Seven, this is the guest Qing you brought back, it's really amazing, it's a pity that you wasted a year's cultivation resources in vain. The man said pity, but his eyes were full of schadenfreude and grinning.

Yu Yao and the others were shocked, hearing what he said, it seemed that Wei Yuan had made some sacrifice in exchange for the opportunity to compete with several people.

When Kyushu Han heard that person say this, his heart was ruthless, and an extremely strong sword momentum burst out from his body, and his momentum skyrocketed in an instant, like a divine help, and he flew in front of that person in an instant, and the sword was pointed directly at the other party's throat, only an inch away.

The man bowed his head and admitted defeat, said goodbye to the head of the Wei family, and left on his own.

The faces of the remaining four people were all worried, and the other party happened to be five people, could it be that they all came to the position of Keqing?

So, another feminine man came out, pointed to Yu Yao's side and said, "Come out, I challenge you." ”

At this moment, not only Yu Yao and the others looked at him in astonishment, but also saw that the head of the Wei family also turned his head to look at him, looking puzzled.

Yu Yao reacted, held back a smile, and explained: "She is not here to be a guest. ”

Carefree pursed her lips angrily, her round face bulging with anger, as if Yu Yao had hurt her self-esteem.

"I'll come," Linglong'er stepped forward, with a rare seriousness on her face, and said firmly.

"No, you don't have any cultivation. Yu Yao didn't want to deny it directly, she reached out to pull the other party's arm, but she was empty. She still wanted to persuade, but Shizun shook her head.

With a ruthless heart, she took out the Nian Sword, handed it to Linglong'er, gritted her teeth and said, "If you dare to be injured, you will die." ”

Linglong took the sword, nodded solemnly, and then held the sword at the man.

The man originally wanted to retreat, but when he saw the expressions of several people, he knew that the other party should be strong, and his heart was determined.

When everyone saw the man take out the pipa, they were stunned for a moment, with a smile on their faces, and their shoulders trembled slightly. The next moment, with a painful face, the man played the pipa without any rhythm, but it was very harsh, and Le Ling's attack power was not bad.

Yu Yao glanced at everyone on the field, walked to the side of the master, and asked in a low voice, "Everyone on the field has a bitter face, why is it that only the head of the Wei family has an indifferent expression?" ”

Ling Anfeng glanced at her, only to realize that she had grown a lot taller recently, already shoulder-height, and her hair exuded a faint scent of danmu flowers. Seeing her looking at herself, she said disapprovingly: "He shielded his ears and couldn't hear the sound of the lute." It's also that person's cultivation is low, and he hasn't mastered the divine sense attack, otherwise, it would be useless to shield his ear sense. ”

It was the first time Yu Yao heard about the shielding of the ear, which was very novel, but she was worried about Linglong'er's comfort, so she suppressed the idea of continuing to ask and continued to watch the battle in the center of the field carefully.

There are two ways for the man to attack the pipa, the first is to pop out the spirit net and cover the enemy, and the second is to turn the spiritual power into a spiritual needle and shoot at the opponent. The combination of the two means of attack produces a lot of power.

On the field, Linglong'er's body played to her advantage, dodging the opponent's spirit net, and before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the spirit needles in the sky came towards her. The advantage of her body was gone at this moment, there was nowhere to hide, and because she was not used to using a sword, she fell into the wind, and there were many cuts on her body, and blood stained her clothes.

Yu Yao saw that Jiuzhou Han's face was cold, his eyes were firmly fixed on the field, the sword on his back was already in his hand, ready to go, and hurriedly persuaded in a low voice. She saw that the cold on the other party's body had subsided slightly, so she looked at the center of the field with a slight brow.

Linglong wanted to get close again, but was blocked by the other party, Le Ling, and even injured a few more places. Her face was sinister, her chest was undulating, she was holding a sword, her body was shaky, and she was at the end of her rope.

The man's face was slightly happy, and he relaxed, and the movements of his hands slowed down, intending to consume the other party.

A spiritual power attack on Linglong'er's abdomen, blood splashed directly to the ground, this scene stimulated Yu Yao and Jiuzhou Han, and the two of them took a step, and they were stopped by the invisible force.

The two of them heard a cold word coming from beside them, "Trust her." Then the shackles of the two were loosened.

The two of them hesitantly raised their feet, looked anxiously at the woman covered in blood, and their hands were held loose, loosened and clenched, and finally moved a step back.

The field changed in an instant, Linglong'er fell to the ground again, stood up with her sword propped up, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and looked up at the man.

She used the last strength of her body, kicked her foot, and her body struck at the person like lightning, seeing several spiritual power attacks, the sword blocked her chest, regardless of running towards the other party.

The man was shocked and flew back, but he couldn't get faster than the other party's speed. I saw a flash of blood, and in an instant, Linglong'er had flashed behind the other party, and the sword pierced the shoulder where he played the pipa.

Only the sound of leaves could be heard on the field, and everyone looked at the woman in the center of the field in disbelief, with shock, admiration, and respect, and couldn't help but feel good about her resilience.

Linglong'er pulled out her sword and said sorry, then covered the wound on her abdomen and bent down towards Yu Yao.

Yu Yao and Kyushu Han breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each other and smiled, and stepped forward to pick up their teammates.

The sudden change occurred, and everyone gasped, their eyes wide as they looked at the middle of the field.

Linglong'er drew her sword, covered her abdomen and walked towards Yu Yao, completely defenseless, but suddenly felt a gust of yin wind behind her, she was powerless to dodge, gritted her teeth and turned sideways, and her body was instantly slapped and flew out.

I saw that the sneak attacker was one of the guests, and when everyone looked at him, there was no guilt on their faces, and even a hint of a smile. He looked around, raised his eyebrows and said, "Bing is not tired of deceit, and he didn't say that he couldn't be shot by others." The tone is extremely provocative, and it can even be said to be arrogant.

Everyone looked at him with disdain, but it was none of their business, they just watched from the wall. Even the head of the Wei family only frowned, and did not reprimand.

Yu Yao took out the long-lost gloves from the jade bracelet, slowly put them on her hand, and said slowly: "Master, help me treat Linglong." With that, he flew down in front of the man.

She smiled and said, "I hope your body is as thick as your cheeks." ”

The next moment, a strong wind suddenly rose, blowing everyone's hair, and they couldn't really see the situation in the field, they all squinted, only to see that the two had fought more than a dozen times.

The wind stopped, the two of them were separated by a touch, and they were both slapped away by each other's palms, the corners of the man's mouth were bleeding, and the woman was smiling and feasting, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and there was no difference.

The next moment, she disappeared in an instant, and everyone couldn't see her movements clearly, and could only catch white shadows in the man's attack.

The man didn't expect his opponent's body to be so ghostly, and he was flying towards him at great speed, which was simply Lexiu's nemesis. He didn't care about hiding his strength, and a breath belonging to the high-level of the Transformation God Realm appeared in an instant, and his momentum rose again and again, and he could stop successfully in the Transformation God Realm.

The Transformation Realm is complete!

This is two steps higher than Yu Yao, and the distance can no longer be described as a ravine, and the gap between the two is like a moat!