So, as soon as she came up, she held her sword and chose to attack without hesitation - she actually wanted to single out Biluo Zhenren!

"The courage is commendable, then I will not use weapons and give you a chance to fight."

Biluo Zhenren was stunned for a moment, but she had to do enough on face, so after spitting out this sentence with a very measured amount, she smiled, and then she dodged her attack sideways!

"Not necessarily! Real people can use weapons! Zuo Litang shook his head and refused, but Biluo Zhenren smiled, still useless.

No weapons.

Cannot be actively attacked.

Can only defend.

This is equivalent to reducing her strength by half, but Rao is like this...... After all, there is a gap in strength, and Zuo Litang's chance of defeating her is only one percent!

But it was that Yicheng that made her create a miracle!

"It's so strong!"

"That's the kind of reaction that happened!"

"She's even gotten stronger in battle!"

"At least one realm has been broken!"

[It's worthy of being the heroine.] 】

[It's really strong, no wonder she can become the first sword in the future.] ]

Qin couldn't help but praise it, but she raised her eyes and looked at the real person and squinted.

On the stage, Zuo Litang had already forced Biluo into a desperate situation, and Biluo's mask of composure and elegance couldn't hold on, and finally-

Her expression moved, and from behind her, a row of invisible silver needles lined up!

Whoosh –

One quietly pierced Zuo Litang's knee.

made her attack, and Biluo took the opportunity to slap her on the shoulder, causing her whole body to fly out directly!

Zuo Litang spit out a mouthful of blood in disbelief and looked at Biluo in disbelief.

Quietly taking a breath, Biluo, who was still standing in the air, smiled, and immediately said elegantly: "At a young age, it's good to be able to force me to this job." But...... The strength is not enough, for me, it is still far behind, I hope this little disciple will work hard in the future, I am waiting for the day when you really come to defeat me. ”

[Wow! This guy is so disgusting! It's clear that she didn't follow the rules and sneaked attack! Originally, the heroine had to win the spicy !! 】

[This is not a foul, Xiaotang also said before that she doesn't need to let her, so if you use weapons to win her, you will win.] ]

Even if it is secretly.

Therefore, Zuo Litang will not say anything, let alone poke her out.

It's just that......

The girl who flew out fell into the corner of the ring, staring at Biluo unwillingly and uncomfortably, but she closed her eyes and forced herself to spit out.

"I lost, but ......" The girl's small hand slowly spread out, revealing the qualification card in her palm: "I got the qualification." ”

Biluo's face changed, and he looked down at the missing qualification card on his waist, and his face became even more ugly.

Don't......

In addition to defeating herself, this girl just has to get a qualification card?

In that case, she could still do it!

If her silver needle is not used, I am afraid that it will really overturn!

She is a little disciple of Qingchengmen, and she actually wants to defeat herself in this sect competition, and she will completely lose face!

Biluo's expression changed quietly, his expression was cold, and the invisible silver needle behind him quietly unfolded again.

Although she couldn't see it, Zuo Litang on the stage was aware, and she raised her head blankly-

Swish!

A breeze wrapped in air, and transparent silver needles struck her door.

Zuo Litang's intuition made her clearly aware of the killing intent.

But she couldn't move! Can't hide!

Will die!

However, in the next second, a snow-white sleeve fluttered in front of her-

All the killing intent, the attacks, the air flow.

Blocked by a fluttering one.

She was stunned by the gas and looked up stupidly.

In the eyes, in front of the eyes.

Only the cold back of the head of the house, and the delicate eyebrows that are quietly raised.

So powerful, so unattainable.

But like that, it makes people's hearts yearn for it.