"In case the little junior sister has any accidents with three heads and two shorts, I will definitely not let go of the impermanence of Tiangong Mountain." Shen Junhou's reaction was that he really didn't expect this scene to be so bloody, even if the difference in strength was too big, but this was just a game, and there was no need to treat a teenage girl like this, while Ling Junyan was sober, he shouted at the ring: "Little junior sister, come down!" ”

Ling Junyan didn't seem to hear these shouts at all, with a wave of his sleeve, he took out a special potion and a white bandage to heal the wound, took care of himself, stared at the stinging pain, and began to administer first aid on the field, as if he really had no intention of giving up.

When Si Wuchang reappeared, his white clothes were dyed crimson, and the wounds he cared for were much lighter than Ling Junyan's, but he didn't care about his injuries, but he just calmed down rarely, and he didn't have the crazy and bewitching face just now. Before he could take two or three steps forward, the gentleman Hongyan hurriedly protected him in front of him, and immediately stopped him: "Boy! Don't be so arrogant, I'm not welcome if I don't stop. ”

After Junzi Jian finished speaking, Hongyan Jian continued to shout: "Damn, even a child is so heavy, and now he won't let it go?" ”

"Neither of you are silent." Enduring the stinging pain, after applying the potion, the wound finally cooled down, until she began to wrap the bandages, she directly untied the two sets of scabbards behind her back, and without taking off her clothes, she wrapped a few circles of bandages indiscriminately, and started quickly, because this did not have much time for Ling Junyan to save herself, and now the technique was bad, but it could temporarily stop the bleeding, and let the potion play a certain role in the cracked wound in front of her.

Si Wuchang, who had calmed down, didn't talk too much nonsense on the façade, and asked directly, "Is it necessary to continue?" ”

yes, is it still necessary? Although it seems that both of them are wounded, a discerning person can see that one only has a wound on his body and is not seriously injured, while the other side has just fallen on a pool of blood and stood up, carrying out a simple and terrible self-rescue, which cannot be compared at all. However, in response to the audience, as well as Si Wuchang, it was Ling Junyan who nodded resolutely and signaled to continue.

"One is like this, and two are like this, do you have to make me this bad guy? And why do you keep racing? "Yesterday was like this with Bai Yunyan, fortunately, the gap between the other party's strength and his own strength is very large, and the winner is easily separated. But what is Ling Junyan's insistence on now? Without asking clearly, Si Wuchang couldn't adjust his mentality at all and continue to calm down, if it was like just now, it was not a game at all, but he was enjoying the pleasure of raging.

"It's for yourself, right?" She couldn't tell if the feeling of admitting defeat now was really for herself, after the wound was cold, the pain had eased a lot, Ling Junyan took a deep breath, and said to Si Wuchang seriously: "Tianxing Mountain Ling Junyan asks Your Excellency for advice again!" I don't want to lose, it's my first time and if I lose like that, I'll regret it later. So, let's fight it out again! After speaking, she beckoned the two fairy swords back into her hands, and it was also the first time she had seen her holding two swords in her own hands, and the sword cultivators she usually saw were controlled by the sword technique, so Ling Junyan's sword grip did cause a lot of people's reactions.

After Si Wuchang listened, he could only nod helplessly and agree, and now he pretends to be high, it is better to conquer the audience with his strength, but with such a decision, his pupils appeared bloody again, and people who are not careful can not see this change at all, but this kind of crazy appearance like enjoying the taste of blood, even Ling Junyan, who is now determined, still feels frightened after seeing it, if it wasn't for Si Wuchang's timely retraction, this injury may be even deeper.

It's just that even if she thinks so, she can't continue to sit still, she must act, no matter how serious the injuries are, what she has to do now is to make her game without regrets! After making up his mind, he saw this red-dyed blood jade, and the Shura-like Si Wuchang rushed towards her again, if he used the fairy sword to block the opponent from a distance, his strange body would definitely only leave minor injuries and not fatal, and he could not recover the fairy sword in time and left nothing to defend, but, if she was close, she was not sure if she could resist this attack, and now Si Wuchang's state, not to mention Ling Junyan, even Chen Dawei also felt a little familiar, it seemed that he had seen it somewhere, like, In the impression of the Seven Nights Kill with the fangs of the devil, he went crazy and lost control and enjoyed the pleasure of destruction and destruction, and now Si Wuchang is stained with his own blood, which is indeed like this.

Ling Junyan, who couldn't think much about it, raised his hand and held the fairy sword to slash directly, cutting off Si Wuchang's rushing attack, but the other party was twisted with a strange figure, although it was slightly touched, but it only left a shallow wound and blood mark on the other party's body, and the pleasure on Si Wuchang's face was even more enjoyable, the first time I saw him like this, everyone couldn't say half a word, even if they reacted, did they scold him for being a pervert? If Chen Dawei introduces it in words, Si Wuchang is a hidden shake S, bloody control. But Menglong's statement has not been confirmed, and now Si Wuchang, who seems to be injured but actually enjoys, is constantly approaching Ling Junyan, even Mu Xiaoxiao on the side feels that this person is simply a pervert, but how much determination is needed to be the enemy of such a pervert?

Now Si Wuchang is enjoying such pleasure, but it doesn't mean that his strength is just that. The red-dyed blood jade is just so crazy in this state, but his dream dragon, the undefeated realm he is in has still not been broken, that is to say, even if Ling Junyan withstands Si Wuchang's offensive, even if he can counterattack with good psychological quality, he may not be able to win the game. After the two exchanged dozens of moves, Si Wuchang, who was getting more and more excited, finally passed through the defensive circle of the two fairy swords, and directly tore apart Ling Junyan's left arm with one claw, if she hadn't reacted in time, the whole hand might have been abolished, but even so, under the claw wind, the left hand also felt a lot of cold feeling, she looked down, the red marks crossed by the claw wind slowly seeped out blood, this perception, she felt not only cold, but also stinging.

The tense nerves couldn't be relaxed, and I thought that I wouldn't suffer too much in close combat, but Si Wuchang's entire pervert wouldn't care about his injuries at all, no, he was enjoying his wounds, how could he fight? The more this is the case, the more she can't relax, and this time she is hit again, which means that it is just a shallow injury that is not deep, but it may not be able to avoid it in time next time. How exactly are you going to fight? Not only did she not think about how to fight, but even those who knew her well didn't know what miracle would come, so what was the point of fighting each other like this? On the one hand, it is to enjoy the other side of the tense nerves and suffer, and anyone can see the result.

But I just don't want to admit defeat! It's just unwilling! Ling Junyan roared in his heart, the fairy sword was psychic, and the gentleman could feel this unwilling emotion, what could he do? Even if Junzi Hongyan is strong in itself, if the sword cultivator does not have full strength to bring it into play, then in essence, it is just a fox and a fake tiger, and the immortal sword master itself is just looking at the inner potential and growth speed, as far as Ling Junyan, the first disciple to become a teacher at the age of ten, she has the absolute potential to fully control the two immortal swords, becoming the first sword cultivator to control two immortal swords at the same time, Junzi Hongyan believes that she can in the future, but for the current Ling Junyan, it is still barely too much.

"Please, lend me strength! I don't want to just throw in the towel, if I have to lose, at least be more aggressive! Because, this is my experience, if I can't, I will definitely not have a good performance in the future! Please, my fairy sword! "I want to be more fervent than anyone else, it's because it's the first time she has experienced such a scene, so she can't just end the game, it doesn't matter if she loses, at least her real strength is recognized, at least, she dares to fight! The fairy sword is psychic, even if there are no words, the two fairy swords can hear Ling Junyan's thirst, this is a thirst that is more intense than the previous willfulness, this is the reason why the two fairy swords cannot be refused.

"Alright! Although it will hurt a lot, after all, we are your fairy sword. Seeing the two fairy swords emitting a blazing white light shining in the audience, others don't know what this white light is about, but it doesn't mean that the Tianxing Mountain Mountain Gate will not know, just see Ling Junyan's small body, bathed in this white light, as if he had been reborn, the surrounding breath and energy seemed to have been attracted in some way, and he was slowly swept into it by the white light. Si Wuchang took a few steps back, calmed down a little, and just wanted to activate the demonic power, but he noticed that as soon as the power leaked out, he was attracted by the white light.

"The game is over!" The elder of Tianxing Mountain hurriedly shouted, the question is what happened abnormally, I haven't had time to know yet, but there is a voice that opposes this elder's order, it is Ling Junyan!

"I haven't thrown in the towel yet! I must choose to prove my efforts! The white light gradually dissipated, and what was surprising was that it was really Ling Junyan like this now? No, it can't be her, the question is, what is the matter with a beautiful woman in a costume who looks like she is about twenty years old in a white dress, with long black hair in a bun and light eyebrows? Don't say that Si Wuchang thinks it's incredible, it's the unwitting disciples of Tianxing Mountain, Luo Junba, Shen Junhou, and a large number of fourth-generation disciples have not been able to pull this person and Ling Junyan together.

"Relying on the sword spirits of the two fairy swords, the spell that was exerted?" Take a closer look, if this person is really Ling Junyan, the two swords in her hand that have lost their luster should be able to explain why she has changed like this, but it seems that she herself knows that the maintenance time will not be long, that is, the explanation is saved, the original two fairy swords and sword scabbards were swept by her white long sleeves, and the beauty was extremely beautiful in the sleeves, and she pinched a magic decision in her hand and hurriedly used it.

"A thousand ways to do it, I'll take one of them! The way of heaven, the sword is an immortal! Ten Thousand Swords Duel - Sword Butterfly! "Just like the sword mountain array used by Shen Junhou, from the void, from the ground, as long as it is the space in the ring, after the sword trick handprint is finished, under the guidance of spells and spellcasters, several, and then dozens of flying swords are slowly flying here like butterflies, now this ancient costume beauty is really Ling Junyan, but the method she uses is really difficult to describe in words, if the perverted Si Wuchang is a bloody Shura, then now she who guides the flying sword to turn into a butterfly is a fairy who accidentally fell into the mortal world. However, what kind of joke is this, the changes before and after are really unbelievable, but it really happened in front of everyone's eyes.