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Although Ye Qingling has been controlled by the Xuanyin Sword, his consciousness is still there.

At this time, seeing Ye Fengyu's eyes cold, with a desperate hard face, a sense of fear suddenly rose in his heart.

The weak and cowardly eighth brother, who has always looked down on him, can have such a powerful aura?

The woman was clear in the night...... What exactly is the magic.

Not only can you be reborn, but you can also change the people around you!

Thinking of Ye Qingluo, the fire of jealousy in Ye Qingling's heart burned.

"I wanted to spare your life! Well, it's game over! ”

Under the eyes of the night clear spirit, the aura of Xuanyin surged wantonly.

In an instant, she saw countless cold qi blooming from her body.

The long sword that confronted Ye Fengyu began to tremble.

"Not good! She's one with the evil sword! The old man's eager voice came.

Combined?

Ye Qingluo's face turned pale.

Did Ye Qingling hate her so much?

Even with the sacrifice of himself, he also wants to put Ye Fengyu to death?

To become one with the evil sword that controls oneself is to completely sacrifice one's soul and sink into the evil sword.

If you are lucky, you can still extract your divine consciousness from the evil sword.

If you're unlucky......

It will be devoured by the evil sword and become food for the evil sword!

"Girl, if you want to save your brother's life, leave here immediately and find a fair master to admit defeat for him!" The old man quickly gave a solution.

Admit defeat?

Ye Fengyu has survived until now, for this one opportunity to be admitted to the hospital.

He...... Will not agree to throw in the towel......

"Don't think about it so much, that kid still has a chance to be admitted to the hospital, and the next time he goes to the Xuan Academy to recruit new students, he still has a chance!" The old man's voice became more and more impatient, "Leaving your life is more important than anything!" ”

The life is gone, and this competition is still a loss.

Save your life, and there are days to come, so that Ye Fengyu can struggle.

Old man Cang would not say this for no reason.

Ye Qingluo looked deeply at the ring, the corner of his mouth was overflowing with blood, but he was still stubborn and refused to let go.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Condense the consciousness, and the person has returned to the audience area.

Ziling saw that Yeqing was moving, and anxiously grabbed her arm: "Miss, Eighth Young Master...... Eighth Young Master, he ......"

Before he finished speaking, he had already stuffed a bag of upper dark stones in his hand.

Ye Qingluo's figure quickly moved in the audience area, with strange steps, a few tosses, and people had already arrived behind the main judging table.

Behind the main judge's table, several tables were set up.

Several elderly people in white robes sat there lazily.

Ye Qingluo noticed that the medals on their robes were different.

It is bar-shaped and varies in color.

It should represent their status in the Upper Xuan Academy.

Ye Qingluo's eyes quickly searched, and finally settled on an old man.

The old man was lying on the table and sleeping, with two big words on the side of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing - justice.

Ye Qingluo can't see his badge, presumably this should be a fair master.

Ye Qingluo walked over.

The few masters who were still chatting with each other stopped their voices at this time, their eyes widened one by one, and they looked at Ye Qingluo in surprise.

"That's not the old ghost, that girl is ...... I walked towards the old man! ”

"The little girl is dying! I'm not afraid of death to disturb the ghost old man to sleep! ”

"Will there be a lot of death?"

"It will affect the courtyard style of the Shangxuan Academy!"

A bunch of people were talking over there.

Ye Qingluo didn't think deeply about who the ghost old man was.

She stepped forward quickly, slammed it on the table with a "snap": "Just Master, I admit defeat for my brother!" ”