"Snort." The long sword crossed out layers of blue light, grinding sparks in the air, and it was dazzling.

In an instant, a bang broke through Wu Changli's aura cover, fast as lightning, faster than the wind!

Wuchang Li retreated, the aura around him was a little afterimage, he chuckled, and the power of his palms converged into a rainbow light, accompanied by the scorching sun in the sky, and the red heart was raised, and the momentum was mighty!

Lan Xuanyi smiled coldly, flipped his wrist flying, jumped up, and slashed straight down with his long sword.

Let him try this Wuchang Li a few catties and taels today!

Wu Chang Li's sleeve robe waved violently, the aura in his palm became a ball, and the power of the waves was wrapped in a layer of purple mist, which was dazzling and gorgeous.

"Boom"

Smoke and dust exploded all around.

Spirit Balloon smashed the sword to pieces.

A single move will not lead to an army.

Lan Xuanyi's sword didn't even touch Wu Changli's body, and was hit by the spirit balloon on the protective cover of the competition platform.

The protective shield was set up by the out-of-body monks, and it was as solid as a rock during the battle, Lan Xuanyi hit the protective cover, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he lay on the ground in embarrassment.

"Ahem......" Lan Xuanyi turned over, only to see that his hand holding the sword was bloody, and several pieces of sword hilt fragments were embedded in his palm.

His vision was blurred, and the smell of blood filled his mouth.

How could this be an eighth-order Qi training?

Lan Xuanyi was not the only one who couldn't believe it, everyone present was as quiet as chickens.

Lan Wujiang was stunned, and his heart tightened inexplicably.

Originally...... This is the pinnacle of the eighth order of qi training?

Wu Chang Li smiled, there seemed to be stars in his eyes, he squatted down on one knee, took out a handkerchief to help Lan Xuanyi wipe the blood from the corner of his lips with unknown meaning, and then threw the handkerchief on Lan Xuanyi's face, and said sarcastically, "Thank you for the teaching, Wu Mou bothered." ”

He stood up and left.

"Stop!" Lan Jun'er had red eyes, and rushed onto the stage regardless of the obstruction of others, glaring at Wu Changli with resentful eyes.

Wu Changli paused, lowered his head and sneered, turned around and looked at Lan Jun'er with a cold face, "I don't know what Miss is doing?"

"You hurt the second brother!" Lan Jun'er lifted the veil on Lan Xuanyi's face in distress and helped Lan Xuanyi up.

"Miss Jun'er, whether you live or die on the stage, your second brother is probably clearer than me." Wu Changli didn't have any patience with this woman, and the more he looked at it, he wanted to break the slender neck on the other side.

"You can't just leave it at that!" Lan Jun'er's clothes were slightly disheveled, tears were filled in her eyes, and she wanted to fall and stop, which made people feel distressed.

At this moment, the crowd in the audience was talking and whispering.

"This young master of the martial arts family is too ruthless, but Miss Jun'er is also a noble girl in the capital, but she injured her brother like this."

"Yes, Lan Er is still young after all......

Lan Jun'er and Wu Changli looked at each other, their fingers clenched, and their hearts were about to jump out of their throats.

"So what are you going to do?" Wu Changli glanced coldly at the crowd in the audience, and smiled coldly.

Lan Jun'er's body trembled, and her panicked gaze fell on Lan Wujiang, her fingertips trembled slightly, and the blood on her face was gone.

The image of a helpless beauty is vividly interpreted.

"Sister Wujiang, you were able to win the eighth order of Qi cultivation yesterday and win the first order of foundation building, and today you will definitely be able to get justice for your second brother, right?"

Lan Jun'er's tears fell to the ground, and the appearance of pear blossoms with rain made countless men present worry about it.

The discussion started again, and the eyes of the people around Lan Wujiang began to sharpen.

"Alas, it seems that this woman and Miss Jun'er are sisters, and they can't be saved when they see death, but they are really hard-hearted."

"If my brother is injured like this, he will definitely seek justice for my brother."

"With such strength, you can stand by and watch...... Girl, you can make two moves with Young Master Nawu, and after two moves, it won't kill you, how can you see your brother and sister being bullied like this! ”

A young master in a gorgeous costume pointed at Lan Wujiang in the audience and asked confidently.