Hatred half-time!

What was that half? Roll up and go home?

Qing Zhuozhuo pursed his lips and was silent, only to see that Li Yang was already angry and his face was blackened, and he was about to find the arrogant man here to speak, but he was blocked by his best friend with a folding fan and slowly stabilized.

"Then you can change your weapon!" Snow Blade whispered instantly, and reached out to hold the blade of the sword in front of her eyes.

Unexpectedly, one side of the hatred is half often not given a chance.

"Could it be that every time he changes someone, he has to change a weapon? How long will that last? ”

There was no commotion around, but there was no word to veto him! These Di Ling are all disciples of the Wind Dump Sect, and they are self-directed towards their own doors!

Qing Zhuozhuo didn't want to bother to speak, so he clasped his hands back and clenched the sword again. But he felt that the strength of the snow blade beside him actually increased instead of decreasing.

When the light came, he also gave her a look.

Qing Zhuo knew the meaning of the Snow Blade, he must have seen the pain of her holding the sword, so he wanted to immediately withdraw the Phantom Snow Sword!

However, the master of a certain high seat did not find out, and he was afraid that he didn't bother to look at her at all.

"Snow Blade! Give him the sword! Since he wants to win the battle, let him continue! ”

"......" Xue Jian looked back and twisted his eyebrows, meeting his master. If you don't believe it, he can see the situation, and the master can't see it clearly!

However, when he met the eyes of the prince, he had to step back and walk back to the high platform and watch them continue to compete.

Qing Zhuozhuo flipped the blade of the sword, instantly clenched the hilt of the sword, and after clenching his fist and saluting, he waved his arm again to receive the move.

I don't know what the use of those three veins and five seeps is! Can it really wash away people's selfishness? Sometimes, change is just a thought!

One thought is good, and one thought is evil!

She finally understood why the other party didn't want her to change weapons!

Because he used a soft whip!

Turning over to dodge, the long sword swings but cannot get close to its side, only retreats to defend, temporarily looking for a point to break through.

The palm trembled slightly, stretched open for a moment, and clenched for a moment. Until he couldn't use his strength, he was hit in the shoulder by the opponent's soft whip.

She held back the pain and tightened her lips two steps back.

Qiu Banchang immediately sneered at her, "Little junior brother! How! What tricks do you have! Don't hide it! Fangcai, aren't you quite capable of fighting! ”

However, I am weak in my hands, and I can't support it with a long sword! Her body trembled slightly, which made the other party even more unable to close her mouth.

Qiu Banchang was already extremely fat, and at this moment, his face was wrinkled, and he looked quite greasy! It's disgusting!

However, the more she tried to tighten the strength of her hands, the more she trembled.

"Beware of candles! If not, we'll admit defeat! Don't hold on! Senior Brother Qiu won't hurt you! Xie Hangsheng looked worried, and he also knew that he had an injury on his shoulder. Just now, he wanted to speak out, if he hadn't been stopped by Jia Shengxuan beside him! He also wants him to change to a handy weapon! From the bottom of my heart, that sword didn't seem to fit him at all! Seeing that no one greeted him, his mind moved, and he raised his hand to the high platform, "Master will not embarrass you!" Everyone is the Di Ling of Huayang Palace! What a loss! Win! It doesn't matter! ”

"I don't think so!" Qiu Banchang raised his lips when he heard this, and he was tilting his head to look at her, "Doesn't it matter if you win or lose?" Is the little junior brother willing to admit defeat? ”

When the words fell, Xie Hangsheng looked directly at his brother.

However, her eyes already speak for themselves.

"I'm a candle...... Never throw in the towel! ”

On the high platform of "......", only the south wind lamp that was quietly watching, suddenly felt his heart move.

The thin taut lips, the staring eyes......

I felt that my eyes were dark in front of me, and for a moment, I seemed to see her swinging her sword in her thoughts, quickly flipping the sword body, and hitting the other party with the hilt of the sword.

Qiu Banchang fell to the ground on the spot, and rolled sideways off the bluestone round platform.

And the hand she was holding the hilt of the sword had changed to her left hand, and it changed so fast that no one could find out when she had changed it!

"I never admit defeat!" Clenching his sword, he whispered again. Because of what I have experienced, no one knows! If she throws in the towel...... It's long since he returned to Hades!

Suddenly, three or five people stood up on one side. She looked up and looked at it a few times, it was no longer Di Ling who entered Huayang Palace with her!

It should be the last Di Ling!

But no matter who it is, as long as she fights, she will welcome it!

"Master! Tell them to stop! Hang Sheng begged worriedly.

Jia Shengxuan also turned around and pleaded for Ji Jinzhu, "Yes, Master! Just tell them to stop! If you continue to fight like this, something will happen! ”

However, he didn't say anything from the high seat, his eyes were frowning, and he stared directly at the competition on the bluestone platform.

Xue Jian couldn't stand it, so he leaned over and whispered in his master's ear, "Lord Wang! The Phantom Snow Sword under your command was still given by you! You know it's cold! I'm afraid that the young man of this season can't resist! You ......"

"It's his own competition! It's also his own reluctance to change weapons! Everything is up to him! He should also bear the consequences! ”

Hands alternately waved, and a chill arose in both places. Instantly stained with white between the eyebrows, wisps of cold straight into the body.

She dodged sideways, flipping around. From the original attack, he was exhausted all over the body, until he retreated step by step.

Half in the air underfoot, the backward lean is uncontrollable.

Fell to the ground on the spot, and although he struggled, he also stained the door uniform with a little mud. The long sword stood on one side, biting his inner lip and slowly straightening his waist.

The senior brother on the bluestone platform was quite polite, and instantly clasped his fists and saluted her, "Senior brother!" You have a lot to learn! So, starting tomorrow, it's better to come to the school early to practice with us! ”

If it weren't for the fact that she was injured and faced with the cold, she didn't think she would have been able to win...... Speaking of which, she is indeed too confident!

"Who is it that bullied me here?" At this moment, Bei Yueming paced, with a pair of arms straight behind his back, and a funny voice on the surface, but in fact, he came to Xingshi to ask for guilt!

Nanfeng Zhan immediately got up and walked forward to greet him, "Senior brother! ”

"Yo! You still know that I am your senior brother! You just let a bunch of disciples bully my beloved disciples! ”

"......" his thin lips were closed, and he glanced sideways with his eyebrows, "It's him who wants to compete!" Nothing to do with others! ”

"He doesn't understand nonsense! You're going to let her mess around here, too? ”

“……”

"I don't care! I'm wounded! You've got to give me an explanation! ”

“…… What do you want to say, senior brother! ”

Bei Yueming pretended to be thoughtful, and walked to Qing Zhuo's side in an instant, obviously to help her, but in fact, she was checking her injuries.

The palm of her hand was pinched in the crook of her arm, and while pulling, she carefully examined it until she returned to her junior brother!

"This man has wounded someone! Since the master has come forward to solve it! So...... I'll leave it to you, my beloved disciple! ”

As the voice fell, Qing Zhuozhuo only felt that his feet were unstable and he couldn't control himself. Leaned forward sharply and stuck to the side of a certain king on the spot. In an instant, he reached out and grabbed it, and quickly turned around.

Straight to your thick-skinned master!

Actually dumped her to a certain king like this?

But with her permission?

What does Nanfeng Zhan mean at this moment?

Can't you just push her back? Although, she knew that Bei Yueming would definitely throw her over again!

"Senior brother's meaning, senior brother understands! The younger brother will definitely ...... the beloved apprentice of the senior brother Good life care! ”

Take care? She doesn't need to be taken care of!

I always feel that there is something in the words of a certain king!

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