The furious blood qi shook the smoke and dust around him, and Yang Mang laughed wildly, like a dark red giant ape, trampling the earth, and roaring with endless blood qi.

"He actually blocked... Holy Light Slash!!"

Lan Lele's whole body was cold, and her strongest blow was blocked by a hard connection, at this moment she was completely panicked, her body staggered back, and her eyes subconsciously looked at Qin Xiaoyu's position.

However, her head stopped just half of the turn, because she remembered the last time Qin Xiaoyu looked at her, he believed in himself, how could he just admit defeat and ask for help?

Thinking of this, a strong sense of shame rose in her heart, and the change in her heart made her body stiffen for a moment, and in this moment, Yang Mang had already rushed forward, and the fists shrouded in black light smashed down directly without the slightest mercy!

Boom Boom!!

The ground was smashed by Yang Mang, and his speed was improved again after the use of the second spirit technique, even though Lan Lele's body and sword qi were fused, he still seemed a little evasive, and his internal organs were churning by bursts of qi waves, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

Qin Xiaoyu was expressionless outside the court, but his eyes were so indifferent that it was chilling, he didn't come to the rescue, not because of any rules, but because this was a rare opportunity for Lan Lele to hone his skills.

Scold!!

Seizing an opportunity, Lan Lele's sword qi converged at one point and stabbed Yang Mang's eyes, forcing him to temporarily pause his attack, while he hurriedly distanced himself from it.

"Hahaha, why struggle, that kid doesn't seem to dare to come up to help you!" Yang Mang's expression was hideous.

Blood fell from the tip of Lan Lele's nose, and the hand holding the Holy Light Flow Blade trembled a little, this was the first time she had been injured so badly since she was a child.

"If Xiao Yu really comes up, you won't even be able to take his move!" Lan Lele wiped away the blood and tried to calm herself down, but the trembling voice still betrayed her fear at the moment.

"Yes, in that case, let's deal with you first, and then I'll clean him up!" Yang Mang sneered, jumped up, and hammered the ground with his hands interlocked.

"I could... I can do it!"

Looking at Yang Mang falling from the top of her head, Lan Lele kept reciting this sentence silently in her heart, at this moment she didn't even know herself, this was encouraging herself, or venting her fear, in short, she didn't want to give up like this, she clearly understood that what she was in front of her was the state she had always wanted, the kind of pressure that exceeded the limit and suffocated.

"Do you want to keep running?"

An inner self-question, echoing in Lan Lele's heart, if she chooses to dodge at this moment, she can dodge, but do she really want to continue to hide? The oppression above her head has made her a little unable to breathe, her beautiful face is a little numb at the moment, and her body seems to instinctively want to dodge, but she is unwilling in her heart, and she is extremely anxious.

She longs for a breakthrough, she wants to get stronger, she longs for this time... I am not left behind!

Her lips were bitten by her, and the rich sweet smell in her blood allowed her to forcibly calm down at this critical juncture.

Airplanes!!!!

Seeming to feel Lan Lele's mentality, there was a burst of sword sounds from the Holy Light Flow Blade, Lan Lele's anxious eyes fell on the sword body, and suddenly she was stunned, and suddenly remembered the scene when she first saw this sword, and finally burned some of it and sent it into the sky battlefield.

That's right, what are you doing? That's the attitude the Holy Light Flow Blade should have, and that's why it chose itself in the first place.

The light will not back down!

What is unknown, what is fear, and when you hold this sword, everything is like a cloud!

The light will not be defeated, even if it burns the life and puts it into the soul, the light of the holy light is destined to shine, and the extreme of the holy light will surely dawn!

This is the right attitude, this is the direction of the Light!

"Do you think it's too late to show weakness now?" Yang Python smiled hideously, the demon ape-like figure had already fallen not far above Lan Lele's head, and his bloodthirsty pupils still had no intention of leaving his hand, as if the demon ape had affected his mind.

Many people around subconsciously covered their mouths, looking at Lan Lele's stiff appearance, they had obviously given up resistance, is this Yang Mang going to be a killer?

Qin Xiaoyu's expression had completely cooled, looking at Yang Mang in the field, he was just about to take a step with his left foot, and suddenly his expression moved slightly, and then his eyes showed a look of shock. Lan Lele, who had been bowing her head in the field, suddenly raised her face, and at this time, the blazing light in her pupils flickered, and the original outline of the seraphim behind her suddenly lit up.

If this scene happens to other people, it is not strange, and it is even normal, because this is the sign that the totem launches its spiritual skill, but Qin Xiaoyu, who understands Lan Lele, understands that Lan Lele's totem should be the sword, and her spiritual skill is also a powerful sword qi light blade, but at this moment, the outline of this angel lights up again, what is this?

In Qin Xiaoyu's doubts, Lan Lele's expression was solemn, and the whole person exuded a sky-high aura.

"Show weakness, my aunt and grandmother never show weakness!"

"The Extreme of Light, Holy Light Slash!"

Airplanes!!!

The sound of the sword sounded, as if a consciousness suddenly awakened, a strong white light, with the swing of the holy light flow blade, so fast that it was unbelievable, everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and when they opened it again, there was already a holy scene of a white light waterfall in front of them, and the waterfall was a hundred meters long and horizontal and accompanied by pieces of angel white feathers scattered.

This scene stunned everyone outside the venue, if Lan Lele's sword before could be described as "amazing", then the sword at this moment can be said to be "amazing"!

People have long forgotten that she is a junior rank.

The white light slowly disappeared, as if the silence button had been pressed, silent and silent, only a hundred-meter-long crack in the ground remained, extending straight, and everything in its path was as brittle as tissue paper.

The people who were stunned for a long time seemed to think of something, and hurriedly looked at Yang Mang's position in the field.

At this time, Yang Python was standing five meters away from Lan Lele, his whole person seemed to have lost his soul, and the invincible momentum just now was gone. Yes, he was not hurt, and the crack in the ground was cut ten centimeters at his feet.

Lan Lele finally kept her hand, after all, it was a fight, and she slashed out that amazing sword, but it didn't mean to hurt anyone.

The result was clear, she won!

Even though her body is unstable, even if her face is like gold paper, she is smiling, smiling extremely happily, brightly, and cutely. Because she won, and winning not just the game, but also her own heart, she overcame her fear, and in that moment, she saw... their own way.

The Holy Light Flow Blade has disappeared, which is a manifestation of the overdraft of spiritual energy in the body. Lan Lele's eyes swept over Yang Mang, smiled, and didn't say another word, there was no need to say more at this moment, she turned around and walked to the sidelines, with the posture of the most handsome winner in her opinion.

Yang Mang, who was awakened by reality, lingered on Lan Lele's last smile in his mind.

Humiliation! He thought it was a kind of humiliation that went beyond words and limbs, and the resentment accumulated in his heart continued to rise, and his eyes began to constantly switch between scarlet and clear, and his whole head kept shaking.

Lan Lele, who had just walked a few steps, also noticed that something was wrong, she frowned and turned her head, but what she saw happened to be the scene of Yang Mang's rampage.

"I want you to die!!"

With a pitch-shifting roar, Yang Mang was like a crazy demon ape, with black blood and qi surrounding the surface of his body, and a pair of scarlet eyes reflected Lan Lele's figure, less than ten meters away, Yang Mang rushed to Lan Lele almost instantly, and in the exclamations of everyone around him, the jet-black fist was brutally smashed!

In the face of this punch, Lan Lele was already exhausted, but she did not panic at all, and just as the fist was about to form her, an arm suddenly stopped her from behind, so that at the same time, a small hand also reached out to the falling fist.

Boom!!!

There was a dull low sound, and he was just about to set off a wave of air when he was inexplicably shaken down.

Everyone didn't dare to blink and look at this scene in the field, and then Yang Mang's crazy punch was actually taken!

And the person who took the punch was not the little boy from before!

"Isn't that sword I used just now very powerful?" Lan Lele asked Qin Xiaoyu beside him with a smile.

"You're so shining today! Let's have a good meal and celebrate in the evening. Leave this mess to me. Qin Xiaoyu said with a smile.

Lan Lele smiled and nodded, very relaxed.

"Why don't you close your eyes first?" Qin Xiaoyu tried to say.

Lan Lele paused for a moment, and at close range, she could clearly see the cold light flickering in Qin Xiaoyu's eyes, and her heart couldn't help but tremble, "... No, you don't!"

Qin Xiaoyu glanced at Lan Lele, "Okay!"

", you're looking for death!!" Yang Mang roared madly.

However, in the next moment, a strong force suddenly came out of his arm, and at the same time, he felt a terrifying blood qi, which directly broke into his body through his fist, and the dark red blood qi did not resist at all under this force, and Yang Mang's entire body instantly stiffened.

"You ......"

Qin Xiaoyu didn't give him a chance to talk nonsense, grabbed the left hand of his fist and pulled it back, and Yang Mang's body suddenly leaned forward.

Boom!!

A punch fell, and a low bone cracking sound came out, Yang Mang's burly back suddenly bulged, and the originally terrifying black blood qi around his body disappeared in an instant, Qin Xiaoyu's left hand was raised slightly, Yang Mang fell to the ground on his back, his ears were deaf, the scene in front of him was a little blurry, and his brain stopped thinking a little.

Vaguely, he seemed to see Qin Xiaoyu raise his foot, and there seemed to be a golden flame beating above the soles of his feet, and then that foot began to grow in his eyes.

Rumble!!!!!!!!!!

In the loud noise, with Qin Xiaoyu as the center, the earth with a radius of 100 meters collapsed instantly!

Everything happened too fast, and when everyone looked at the bottom of the giant pit, Yang Mang's head, or his entire upper body... It's gone.

There was a deathly silence at the scene, and it was not until a moment that someone suddenly screamed.

"Murdered !!"