They are all disciples of the Thundering Sect!

The Mo Tilt Dance now represents the Thundering Sect!

This he~~ Mom is not ashamed, what is it?

"Sect Master Chen has a heart!" Zhang Daokun was very satisfied, his smile was a lot richer, and he glanced at Chen Tianbei.

He Qingyuan nodded even more: "Sect Master Chen is good!"

"This is what I should do!" Chen Tianbei was overjoyed, nodded quickly, and his smile became much thicker, everything was tacitly understood.

On the fighting platform.

"Mo Tilt Dance, pick me up with a sword !!" Zhang Xingxiao suddenly drank, her wrist flipped, and she was ruthless with a sword, which flew out directly, the sword trick rippled, the sword light flickered, and the sword intent was blessed, that sword, like chasing lightning, the purple rhyme was clear, and it went straight to the wrist of the ink tilt dance.

Mo Tingwu felt the danger, but he couldn't avoid it.

Her Xuan Qi runs very slowly!

It's like what used to be the speed of an airplane has now become the speed of a truck.

It's too far off.

This kind of Xuan Qi speed directly caused her not only to have no way to raise her sword to face it, but even to use her body to dodge, it was very difficult.

Next breath.

Hiss......

Sure enough, Mo Tianwu had no dodge.

Zhang Xingxiao's purple long sword suddenly fell on Mo Tianwu's wrist, submerged into the flesh and bones, and the green butterfly sword in his hand fell to the ground, accompanied by a rapid flow of blood.

Intense pain permeated his body, and Mo Tilt Dance recoiled again.

And Zhang Xingxiao withdrew the purple long sword, not in a hurry.

Hehe......

She wants to torture and torture Mo Tingwu to vent the hatred in her heart.

Below the Douwu platform, those disciples of the Thunder Sect had a hard time seeing the extreme on their faces:

"The grass !! sword has fallen!"

"There is nothing but beauty. ”

"That's all that's left with a pair of skins!"

"This strength is simply miserable. ”

"This is also called the Holy Maiden? and listen to the Holy Maiden one day and one place. ”

"I knew that Lao Tzu wouldn't come to see it, I was angry, Lao Tzu went up to fight, and Du Mo danced well!"

..................

Mo Tilt Dance was mercilessly mocked.

No one cares about her injuries, her bleeding, only that she is not as good as Zhang Xingxiao, and only cares that she lost the people of the Thunder Sect.

"No, it's not like this!" Only Xiao Luo cried loudly, desperately cried, and Mo Tianwu's strength, she knew that it was much stronger than this, and something must have happened that led to such a scene in front of her.

It's a pity that no one cares about her cry, and no one takes it seriously.

On the fighting platform, Zhang Xingxiao smiled very, very brightly.

Listening to the noisy scolding and anger, they were all directed at Mo Ting, as if the soul was floating on the clouds, as wonderful and comfortable.

"Damn slut, who let you rob a man with this girl?" Zhang Xingxiao scolded with a smile: "Do you also deserve ?!!! think you are beautiful?"

Speaking of beauty, Zhang Xingxiao's eyes paused, and then raised her sword again.

Swish!

The sound of the sword was piercing and bleak.

This sword was directly aimed at Mo Tianwu's face.

Mo Tianwu is very beautiful, so beautiful that Zhang Xingxiao is jealous, so this beautiful face should be destroyed by his own sword, right?

After a tenth of a breath, Zhang Xingxiao's purple long sword had already arrived in front of Mo Tianwu's face, only about three inches away from Mo Tianwu's beautiful face.

Mo Tianwu couldn't dodge it, she was desperate and distracted, and only two lines of tears flowed.

Zhang Xingxiao was very excited, she seemed to have seen the disfigurement of Mo Tianwu, as if she had seen Mo Tianwu's ugly and hideous face covered with blood.

But at this moment.

Suddenly.

Zhang Xingxiao was stunned, and the long sword in his hand actually stagnated, as if he had suddenly encountered a meteorite that could not be poked.

And in her eyes, a strange face appeared!

It was a young man, a face that was quiet, indifferent, and contemptuous of everything.

Su Chen.

Here it comes!!!

Under the watchful eye, Su Chen stood in front of Mo Tianwu, grabbed Zhang Xingxiao's sword blade with one hand, and grabbed it alive.

The blade didn't reach his palm, and the blood rippled on the blade, but Su Chen didn't seem to know the pain at all.

Under the stage, Chen Tianbei, Zhang Daokun and others were stunned.

Just now, Su Chen suddenly appeared, and the speed was so fast that between the lightning and the flint, they didn't even faintly react.

By the time they reacted, Su Chen was already in the ring.

Who is this young man who is sudden? Why is he so fast, why is he suddenly stopping the fight?

In the entire martial arts cultivation field, everyone was quiet, everyone stared at Su Chen, completely unaware of what was going on?

The next moment.

Suddenly, Su Chen let go of the hand that held Zhang Xingxiao's long sword!

Under the watchful eye, Su Chen's hand was deeply submerged by Zhang Xingxiao's long sword, and the sword marks were clear and bloody.

Then, Su Chen turned around, and with that bloody hand, he grabbed Mo Tianwu's broken wrist and grabbed it tightly.

After a few breaths, he raised his bloody hand again, and gently stroked the scars on Mo Tianwu's shoulders, arms, and neck, his movements were gentle and had a doting and elegant aura.

The whole process is only three or five breaths.

And wait for him to finish the process.

Miracles!!

Suddenly.

I saw that Mo Tianwu's broken wrist was actually ...... Unexpectedly...... It turned out to be intact, and the scars on the neck, arms, and shoulders also disappeared directly.

Hell yes.

Su Chen's own hand, which was cut by Zhang Xingxiao's long sword, was also intact.

Not to mention the disciples up and down the Thundering Sect, even Chen Tianbei, Mu Man, Zhang Daokun and others were all dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded.

Is this a hallucination?

Thousands of Thundering Sect disciples subconsciously rubbed their eyes.

And in the gloomy and dead silence, Su Chen held Mo Tianwu's small hand again, and a stream of Xuan Qi directly entered Mo Tianwu's body.

The quality of Su Chen's Xuan Qi flow was very high, and when he entered Mo Tianwu's body, he easily shook all the medicinal power of the elixir that Chen Tianbei had given to Mo Tianwu before.

"Dance, everything has me!" Su Chen said softly, with all kinds of warmth, love, and longing in his eyes.

Then, his voice was cold again: "Dance, continue to fight!! since it is a competition! Then have a good discussion! With me, whoever dares to interfere, I want someone to die!"

When the words fell, Su Chen's figure flashed and disappeared directly, but he appeared under the Douwu stage, and fell beside Chen Tianbei, Mu Man, Zhang Daokun, He Qingyuan and others.

He stood there, quiet, with only a cold, playful arc tugging at the corners of his mouth.

It wasn't until this moment, on the stage, that Mo Tianwu woke up like a dream.

Sue...... Sue...... Is Su Chen still alive?

Still alive?!

Not only that, but her injuries were all healed, and even the Xuanqi running speed was back, and she was completely at her peak.

She's ...... Isn't this really a dream?

[Tomorrow will continue to be exciting, ask for recommended votes]

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