Ji Jiashu was stunned when he heard this, and immediately looked around the next moment, but he didn't hear the slightest sound except for the noisy human voice. He looked back at the battle platform, and the large array had indeed been repaired to the ground.

With the perceptual ability of a Divine Dance Realm cultivator, he couldn't detect anything unusual.

What's more, how can the mountain cry?

He looked down suspiciously, only to see that the woman in front of him was also looking around with his gaze, and her breath was a little unstable.

"Did something happen? Did I miss something? He asked softly, "Is that voice still there?" ”

Ying Baoyue shook her head, and just when she wanted to step towards the battle platform, she suddenly felt a wave of nausea, as if she had heard something. But just as Ji Jiashu held her, this feeling disappeared in an instant.

"You...... Is it that the body has not recovered well? Ji Jiashu looked at her worriedly, "The next battle ......"

"It's okay, it shouldn't be the reason for the body," Ying Baoyue stood up straight and looked at her palm. She was sure that she had been affected by the outside world and that there was not something wrong with her body.

"Thank you just now, I'm fine, Ji Gongzi, go back quickly," Ying Baoyue thanked Ji Jiashu.

Ji Jiashu withdrew his hand, he really had to go back. Seeing that her face was recovering, and just now everything was just like an accident and his delusion, he nodded and tiptoed back to the examiner's high platform.

"Sister?" There was a hesitant voice behind him, Ying Baoyue looked around to make sure there was nothing wrong, turned his head to look at them and smiled, "It's okay, probably it's my delusion, I went up." ”

After saying that, she stepped onto the stage for the second time.

Murong Heng was already standing on the stage waiting.

"I didn't expect a battle to turn like this, we still finish it quickly, so as not to make everyone in the audience anxious." He drew his sword and sneered.

Ying Baoyue's gaze stayed on the black sword in his hand for a moment, and he also pulled out the water sword.

"Draw the knife and cut off the water," Murong Heng's gaze also stayed on the sword in her hand for a moment, and the next moment he shook his head, "I didn't expect such a famous sword to fall into the hands of a woman, it's really a sword dust." ”

There was a chorus of boos from the audience, and there was also a chorus of echoes, which was also what many cultivators were thinking.

"It's up to you whether it's dusty or not," Ying Baoyue said calmly.

Looking at those eyes, Murong Heng's eyes suddenly had complex emotions, and the next moment he did not accumulate a large amount of True Yuan on the sword like the last time, but walked towards her with the sword seemingly casually.

"I just don't understand why there are female cultivators who are unwilling to accept their fate," Murong Heng looked at Ying Baoyue's face, and there was a black emotion in his light brown and even somewhat amber eyes, "Obviously, you don't look bad." ”

Ji Jiashu, who was standing still on the high platform of the examiner, looked at Murong Heng's eyes when he looked at Ying Baoyue, and for some reason suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.

"This person ......" he took a deep breath, and Jiang Yuanyuan on the side looked at him puzzled, "What's wrong?" ”

"Murong Heng," Ji Jiashu muttered, "he may not really be from the Northern Wei Dynasty. ”

Jiang Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment, at this time Murong Heng's words were still continuing, he did not have the previous murderous aura on his body, but he had already reached a position that was only one step away from Ying Baoyue.

The pair of eyes with strange colors were firmly fixed on the girl's face, "Look at you carefully, you look really good, why don't you know how to make good use of your face?" ”

"I suggest you don't pay attention to these, we are fighting for swords, not faces," Ying Baoyue said lightly, and this is not her face either.

However, Murong Heng was like a demon, still looking at her face.

He didn't expect the girl in front of him to be unmoved, and the picture of Ji Jiashu holding her in the audience just now appeared in his mind, and his smile became more and more strange.

"What? You only have a sword in your heart? This is really a pity, isn't Nan Chu Chunhuajun bad? ”

The boy smiled ambiguously, but the emotion in his eyes was as cold as the snowfields of the northern polar regions.

"Why don't you want to be a man's wife in the backyard? Why do you want to come out and respond to people? Why are you unwilling to accept the fate of women and let others suffer? ”

Ying Baoyue didn't take his words, but looked at the hateful eyes of the young man in front of him and was stunned.

"You're obviously a princess, aren't you?" Murong Heng said coldly.

Just like Murong Yin, the eldest princess of Houliao back then, if she was willing to marry a Xirong person and obediently be her princess, then how could the north be shrouded in war?

How can there be so many soldiers killed in battle, so many families displaced, and wives separated?

"You ......" Ying Baoyue looked at the eyes of the young man in front of her, who had completely turned black, and clenched the sword in his hand.

However, Murong Heng just walked in front of her quietly, but just when hatred appeared in his eyes, on the black sword in his hand, the sword intent had been completed.

"If you don't want to be a tool for harmony, you're useless, so let's die."

After speaking, he waved the sword in his hand and spoke lightly.

"The fourth sword of the fire method, the bonfire fox roars."

"The Fourth Sword?" On the examiner's high platform, Ji Jiashu's pupils shrank, and he spoke in astonishment.

The exclamation of the cultivator sounded from the audience, and Ying Baoyue raised her sword to counter, but she knew very well that it was too late.

The fourth sword of fire.

This sword is not ranked high, only behind the third sword Fire Dance Silver Snake, but it rarely appears in official battles.

It's just because the fourth sword of the fire method is an extremely evil sword.

The yin room is dry and covers the cold fan, the ministers are not embarrassed to swallow it, the strange shape is appropriate, who dares to be the enemy, where is the lotus flower in the fire, the fox and the beast charcoal do not know the cold, and the song has been swallowed by the spring breeze.

Intrigue and intrigues, bonfire fox chirping.

This sword is difficult to practice, and it is easy to make the cultivator's true yuan deviate, so it is rarely used by fire practitioners, and this sword is the first time it has appeared in this beginner ceremony.

The fire sword is mostly a passionate move, and this is the only one.

It's cold.

Even the sword fire was faintly black, like a ghost in the night.

The originally hard bluestone ground was torn into ugly cracks, and the black tongue of fire collided with Ying Baoyue's sword and enveloped her whole body.

With a bang, the slender figure of the girl's sword flew up, and her back slammed into the big array with a bang!

The Broken Water Sword let out a trembling hum, and Ying Baoyue slipped to his knees on one knee, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The screams of the people in the audience and the ladies in the box in the distance sounded, and Guili and Ji Ange trembled and watched the scene in disbelief.

But there was no disbelief in Ji Jiashu's eyes on the examiner's stage.

"Murong Heng really already has the strength to approach the fifth rank, and this one hasn't declined yet," he clenched his fists tightly.

In the previous battle, Murong Heng was such a sword to destroy his opponent.

But the next moment, Ying Baoyue stood up.

"Can you still move?" Murong Heng's eyes moved slightly, and the next moment the second sword was already in front of her.

The black sword fire was already lit up.

"Is the show over?" And at this moment, the man in black shaking his wine glass in the Qianjin Pavilion of Guiyang City in Qianqin said softly, "The characters on the stage have all arrived, and there is only one person left." ”

"But God help me, Ji Mo happens to be not in Zihua Mountain at this time," the man in black smiled and said, "Otherwise, I don't know how to play this scene." ”

"Lord, you mean ......" The black-armored general who was kneeling on the ground looked up.

"It's going to be business as usual, but hurry up, after all, Ji Mo ......," the man smiled, "He should be coming soon." ”