Hearing this female voice, the first thing that came to mind of the onlookers was Le Que.

In their minds, as long as Le Que comes, he will definitely be able to teach this arrogant guy named Zhang Jiao a good lesson.

But contrary to their expectations, the woman who appeared in front of them was not Le Que, but the ugly girl with a bloated face who was usually silent and followed Yun Xiaotian who was knocked to the ground.

What is she here for? Everyone thought.

Don't......? With her, can she win against this blonde boy named Zhang Huan?

At this time, Yun Xiaotian, who was rolling on the ground, had not yet stood up, and he was surprised and puzzled. No more than others, but he remembered that at that time in the mine, this ugly girl didn't even dare to resist the head of the mine, how could she come forward now and speak out unashamedly, as if she wanted to use the sword in her hand to teach this powerful blonde boy a lesson?

Yun Xiaotian didn't believe that she would have this ability anyway.

In Yun Xiaotian's eyes, she is not only ugly, but also lazy and lazy, and her temper is extremely bad, and she is completely useless.

"Who are you?" Zhang Huan looked at the ugly girl with an ugly face and a bloated figure in front of him, was taken aback by her appearance, and asked impatiently with an unkind face.

Ai Bingtai stopped in front of Zhang Huan, looked at him without a good face, and said lightly; "Teach your man!"

Zhang Huan couldn't stand the contempt of this ugly girl, and immediately exploded, ignoring her bloated and ugly face, staring at her unceremoniously, and said unkindly: "Oh......, someone wants to find a fight, and I don't have the habit of refusing." ”

Xu was on the road for a day, and everyone was a little tired, and at this time, there were more and more teenagers and girls watching here.

Seeing that someone wanted to teach Zhang Huan a lesson, no matter what the result was, the onlookers shouted one after another, cheering for Ai Bingtai.

Especially the girls in the crowd, when they finally saw a woman stepping forward, they screamed and shouted excitedly, resounding throughout the desert and covering the whistling sound of the wind and sand.

Watching the lively people is never a big deal.

Ai Bingtai stepped forward and retrieved the iron sword that he had flown in front of Zhang Huan, and the cold sword pointed directly at the blonde boy who was standing still.

Maybe the biggest advantage of being ugly is that it is easy to be inadvertently despised by others.

The arrogance at this time is the same as these young men and girls in the onlookers.

Even Yun Xiaotian, who should be on her side logically, didn't think that she had the slightest chance of winning.

But is it really a dime to be ugly and the strength that a person should have?

Ai Bingtai was not interested in continuing to talk nonsense with the blonde boy, and regardless of the fact that he hadn't drawn his sword yet, he picked up the long sword in one hand and attacked him directly.

Xu is out of contempt, and perhaps also for pretending. Zhang Huan didn't draw his sword, but wanted to use his own body to dodge Ai Bingtai's attacks, at most, he used his scabbard to block from time to time.

Although Ai Bingtai has the upper hand, everyone knows that it is just arrogant to let her.

As long as the sword in Zhang's hand is unsheathed, the situation is estimated to be reversed immediately.

But is that really the case?

Xu was fed up with this boring game, and Zhang Huan finally impatiently planned to pull out the sword in the scabbard.

He took three steps back, distanced himself from Ai Bingtai, and at the same time pulled out the heavy sword in his hand, kicked his heels, abandoned the defense and counterattacked, the momentum was violent, and the sword in his hand was like a silver flower, attacking towards Ai Bingtai.

The situation was really completely different from before, and Ai Bingtai was instantly overwhelmed by the arrogant offensive that had no return.

But Zhang Huan was actually very dissatisfied with this situation, and the heavy sword in his hand kept slashing towards Ai Bingtai, opening and closing, not allowing her to have any chance to resist.

In the arrogant plan, he is ready to win with one blow.

I didn't expect that after he took out the sword, it would be such a stalemate.

Every time he tried his best to attack the ugly girl in front of him, he would be dissolved by the softness of her sword.

It seems that he still has the upper hand, forcing the opponent to defend. But in fact, his attack is fierce and intense, and it is difficult to last, and if he can't win in a short period of time, it will not be good for him at all to drag it on. At that time, each of his swords will be one point weaker than the previous one, and if he can't win in a short time, he will actually be defeated.

The blonde boy wondered in his heart, who is the woman in front of him, why is the softness wrapped around the sword, and why is she so skillful, like a silver old Jiao lurking in the abyss for many years?

Zhang Huan thought in his heart at this time, it seems that he still underestimated these young boys and girls who came to participate in the test. Even those seemingly harmless people and animals, who are stupidly desperately trying to watch the lively melon-eating crowd, who knows if there are tigers and hidden dragons inside, or all of them.

After accepting the contempt, the sword in the blonde boy's hand became faster and faster, and the changes were more diverse, no longer blindly attacking.

The young men and girls who were watching seemed to have seen a little abnormality, quieted down, and looked at the two people in the fierce competition in the field with full attention.

Not far away, next to Long Fei'er and the others, a handsome man asked, "Who is she?" It looks like this guy is really in trouble this time? ”

Long Fei'er shook her head and said, "It's not trouble, he's lost!" This woman's swordsmanship is the best. ”

Another person said curiously: "No! I think it's still a little stronger to be arrogant, he shouldn't be serious yet, right? ”

"Find someone to ask Bai Xiaochun's fat man, he may know who she is!"

Long Fei'er seemed to see the ending, and after finishing speaking, she left the others behind and returned to her camp alone.

Compared to many people who can only sleep on the ground, her tent, no matter how shabby, is just as luxurious in this desolate desert.

At this time, Long Fei'er looked down at the map on the desktop, which depicted this desert, the easternmost side was the boundless ocean, and the west and south were all boundless dead deserts. And their destination is the northernmost sacred mountain, which is unattainable and boundless, like a giant knife dividing the heavens and the earth.

Until now, she had maintained a skeptical and cautious attitude towards this so-called trial gate.

It seems that there is always something wrong that she ignores.

She always had a strange feeling, as if they were being led away by a secret force, and perhaps on a crooked path.

A man, sitting in a tent, under a dim oil lamp.

Long Fei'er carefully flipped through the few books and materials that all of them had found these days, hoping to find some clues from them.

To no avail for a while, she wanted to find Bai Xiaochun's bastard, but when she thought of his smug expression when she arrived, she was a little hesitant and helpless.

And in the distance, the fight between Ai Bingtai and Zhang Huan continued, and no one expected Ai Bingtai to last so long.

At this time, everyone also put away their initial contempt for this ugly-faced woman.

Ai Bingtai is more and more comfortable in the face of Zhang Huan's attack, and from time to time he can counterattack and sneak attack him, and if Zhang Huan's defense is not timely, it will inevitably hang one or two wounds.

All in all, the situation in the field at this time, as Long Fei'er expected, fell to Ai Bingtai in the hands of everyone's expectations.

I saw the iron sword in her hand, whenever it touched the arrogant heavy sword, it was like a silver snake wrapped around it, and she used her skill to swing it into the air, so that the arrogant and powerful sword moves had no place to pour.

The blade of the sword is slippery, and sometimes Zhang Huan will be hit by a sword, and the blade of the sword will gently cut through his clothes and skin.

Back and forth, he simply suffocated the arrogance and caused internal injuries.

He didn't want to be forced to admit defeat by the other party like this. Zhang shouted loudly, tried his best, let go of the defense, and swung three swords in a row towards Ai Bingtai, each sword was an attack that would save him.

Ai Bingtai had to retreat to defend, and even if the huge strength was dissolved by her, it still left a few points, making her lose a little calm.

When the crowd of onlookers saw this, they couldn't help but shout loudly! It's really the previous entanglement of mud and water, and it's really not interesting to look at.

But just when everyone applauded the arrogant onslaught, Ai Bingtai, who was on the defensive, easily found a secret passage at an invulnerable speed, and went straight to Zhang Huan, who had just finished attacking her! Without him reacting, the silver tip of the sword was already coldly pressed against his chest, pointing at his pounding heart.

Without waiting for him to admit defeat, Ai Bingtai put away his iron sword.

I saw that there were many small gaps in the long sword in her hand, and it looked like she had suffered a lot of losses.

Ai Bingtai ignored the cheers of the others around him, just glanced at Yun Xiaotian lightly, and left from the excited crowd alone.

Yun Xiaotian was glanced at by her, and there was a chill in her heart.

He didn't expect that Ai Bingtai's swordsmanship was so good, and even the arrogant Zhang who had good strength was not her opponent.

After Fang Cai's personal experience, he naturally understood that his swordsmanship was still far inferior to Zhang Huan, and she was able to defeat the other party, if she wanted to make trouble for him, where would he have the ability to resist.

Yun Xiaotian thinks about his previous behavior, he has really been dying!

It's just that when he couldn't figure it out, why didn't she use this ability when she faced that mine head before?

Lao Jia didn't get close here, he was still standing alone on the gradually darkening sand, far away, but he could see the scene in the crowd clearly.

He still held the smooth white bone in his hand, and couldn't help but envy the youth and happiness of these teenagers.

As the crowd dispersed, he also set his sights on the deeper depths of the desert.

Choice, it's his choice.

He could not envy the joy of others, the world of others.

Since he has chosen this path, even if he knows that time is short, he still has to finish it.

It was his life, and he felt he was able to choose.

He is realistic and alive.

He believes.