But who knows, Su Yixin is quite powerful, and he connected the closed disciples of the four gangs, all of whom were lying down.

Although the point is over, the sword has no eyes, and the heads of those gangs have nothing to complain about.

Looking at the current stage, there are few people who can match.

Wu Ling'er took a deep look at the pillar of incense and said to her father, "Father, it's almost time. ”

In fact, the remaining incense can burn for about half an hour, but Wu Ling'er has a different calculation of time from others, and she has to set aside time to challenge Ning Xiaohui and Yuwen Yuyu.

She wants to be the real number one in the world.

Wu Ling'er is the highlight of this martial arts competition, and many people have been watching her every move.

I saw Wu Ling'er pick up a heavy sword next to him, gently remove the shoes on his feet, and fly into the ring barefoot.

The bell on his body was ringing smartly, the red gauze swaying with the wind, the graceful figure of the flowing skirt, and the heavy sword that emitted cold light.

The flying fairy makes people look at it intently.

"Xuanhuo Gate, Wu Ling'er." Wu Ling'er didn't need to introduce herself too complicated at all, as long as she stood there, the entire martial arts would know her.

Su Yixin and Wu Ling'er hugged their fists, not caring at all about her fake tricks, and they wouldn't pity a girl.

Jianghu is called Jianghu if you really win or lose.

Su Yixin didn't expect that the heart-to-heart decision that she was proud of would not take more than 20 rounds under Wu Ling'er, and she soon fell into a disadvantage completely.

"Wu Ling'er wins!" The abbot saw that Wu Ling'er was about to hit red eyes if he fought again, and hurriedly said.

Su Yixin, like those who had just been defeated by him, went out lying down.

After Su Yixin stepped down, many people saw that the time was almost up, and they all let their inner disciples come to power.

But none of them were able to beat Wu Ling'er, and almost all of them were seriously injured by the sword and stepped down.

"Is no one coming?" Wu Ling'er stood in the middle of the ring, holding his head high and asked, the arrogance between his words could be heard clearly.

Wu Ling'er curled the corners of her proud lips and looked at everyone on the stage with contempt.

There is no one to match her, and the rest of the time should be for her to witness her own glory in the ring.

After a while, no one came on stage, so Wu Linger spoke: "While there is still time for the game, I want to challenge someone outside the rivers and lakes." ”

"We have rules in the rivers and lakes, we can only fight with people in the rivers and lakes, what's the point of fighting with people outside the rivers and lakes?" Su Yixin's father, when he saw that his son had lost so badly, couldn't help but be scared.

"If I lose to them today, I'd rather not have the position of the leader of the Jianghu Alliance." Wu Ling'er directly threatened.

"They? Are there two people that the young master wants to compare? The abbot felt that although this girl was a little ruthless, she was still very angry, so she was a little interested.

"Ning Xiaohui, the lord of Ningjun, and Yuwen Yuyu, the princess of Languo."

There were a lot of people in the audience, and they didn't understand what this martial spirit woman wanted to do.

It's not a big deal to have a fair fight with the people in the court at the martial arts conference, but if you fight with the princess of the enemy country at the martial arts conference, it is easy to cause an uproar.

Just when everyone was discussing, Ning Xiaohui came to the stage without the slightest hesitation, her idea was very simple, since others wanted to challenge her, then she would give others a chance.

Ansu couldn't bear to cover his eyes.

The audience in the live broadcast room was amused when they watched Ansu's action.

Ice Cream Essence (Orange): Stop fighting, let's mosaic this young lady first.

Today, the wood is slag again (red): Do you want a lemon type? Or is it a watermelon-shaped one?

Wuxiangsheng (orange): Watermelon, cool summer, everyone looks at quenching thirst.

Even the audience in the live broadcast room can see that Ning Xiaohui is not Wu Ling'er's opponent at all.

The audience in the live broadcast room is skinny, and Ansu himself doesn't watch the fight.

But soon the sound of flesh rubbing against the ground was heard.

At this time, the live broadcast room really played a mosaic, and Ning Xiaohui was thrown out of the ring by Wu Ling'er, leaving a bright red bloodstain.

Ning Xiaohui lost, and Ansu didn't have to predict this matter, he knew it.

Ning Xiaohui actually lost nothing, the people in the rivers and lakes would not have counted her as a ranking of people in the court, but she came to represent the court, and at the moment she just lost the face of the court.

"Come down, Princess Yuwen Yuyu." Wu Ling'er called Ansu at this time, and the princess herself felt that she was an honorific title.

How can the princess of the enemy country be worthy of them calling princess?

"I have no reason to compare with you." Although Ansu's voice was soft, everyone present could hear it.

This is what they can't touch, internal power transmission.

"You! You have to compare today, you have to compare, you have to compare, you are a coward if you don't compare. "Wu Ling'er knows that Ansu is much more difficult than Ning Xiaohui.

But the incense is really about to burn out, if he doesn't defeat Yuwen Yuyu at this time, she can only be the number one in the world in the martial arts.

Ansu Qingluo lightly fanned himself, but he didn't care about Wu Ling'er.

"Hurry down, or I'll pull you down." Wu Ling'er was already standing at the top of the martial arts at this moment, and she had been blinded by pride.

She didn't need to be with Ansubi at all, but she just had her own stubbornness.

"Come on." Ansu smiled, she wouldn't be cowardly.

Wu Ling'er couldn't stand the agitation anymore, Ansu was a simple two words, she really wanted to step down.

Seeing that Wu Ling'er wanted to step down and pull Ansu to come to power, the alliance leader quickly exclaimed to stop him, "Ling'er, okay, the incense is about to burn out, you can stay on the stage for a while." ”

There is no shortage of sinister and cunning people in the rivers and lakes, if Wu Ling'er leaves the ring at this time, it is very likely that someone will take the opportunity to step into the ring.

The incense is about to burn out, and the one standing in the ring at that moment is the martial arts overlord.

"Take it!" At the last moment, suddenly a group of soldiers appeared, all wearing heavy armor and holding bows and arrows.

It has already surrounded the temple of the martial arts conference.

In Ansu's eyes, the person at the head was full of golden light and walked directly to the ring.

It's the male protagonist again.

The Soldier Trapped Martial Arts Conference is really something that this group of people in the court can think of.

"Xiaohui-" Everyone thought that the general would go directly to the ring and insult the so-called martial arts conference, but this general turned a corner and went to see Ning Xiaohui.

"This donor, it's a martial arts conference now, I don't know why the donor brought troops here." Since the abbot has been in charge of the referee of the martial arts conference, it is necessary to ask the people in the martial arts at this moment.

"Arrest Yuan Jinxi at this moment of the emperor."

Yuan Jinxi is the leader of the beggar gang.

When the people from the imperial court came to the martial arts conference, it seemed that the leader of the beggar gang was not wrong.