You will find that a hard turtle shell is just against the position where his flying knife pierced.

Xuanwu and other guys were sent out by her to do other things before, and now, they are just in time to come back.

With Chu Moran's strength, the sword just now, if she hadn't secretly helped Xuanwu, her entire left arm would definitely have been cut off!

Chu Moran sensed something strange and hurriedly withdrew the flying knife.

Unfortunately, it was already late.

Mistakes between masters, a mistake in a gap, determines the defeat.

"Radiant!"

Zi Qianmo sacrificed his own trick to stimulate the spiritual power in his body to the greatest extent.

The huge ball of light separated her from Chu Moran, and in the center, it kept getting bigger, bigger, and bigger.

This is her big move to press the bottom of the box.

Win or lose, in one fell swoop.

When Zi Qianmo and Mo Yunge were fighting, Chu Moran had seen Zi Qianmo use the same magical power as this one, and he immediately became wary and took two steps back.

It's a pity that Chu Moran only saw the surface, and couldn't see through the gloom hidden in the huge ball of light.

"Go!"

Zi Qianmo summoned, and the Demon Spirit Sword hidden in the huge ball of light shattered the void with the momentum of riding the wind and controlling the sky, spun and roared, broke away from the huge ball of light, and attacked wildly in the direction of Chu Moran.

Chu Moran's face changed suddenly.

It can be said that he has never lost his temper like this in his life.

In the main hall, the large group of young courtiers who have passed through the spring or autumn in the past few years have never seen Chu Indifference, the eldest prince of the Chu family, who has always been calm, showing such an expression.

Chu Moran felt that what surrounded him was not a sword, but a fierce glutton, which was opening its sword-like bloody mouth and could devour him in an instant.

In a hurry, Chu Moran sacrificed two layers of defensive shields in a row and blessed his body.

It's a pity that the ancient elves' best magic weapon, the Demon Spirit Sword, is indestructible, and in a few breaths, it has worn out and penetrated the two layers of defensive shields.

Chu Moran knew that the defeat was decided.

But when he thought of the winner reward he needed, he could only grit his silver teeth and make a final fight.

He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of essence blood, spraying it on the magic weapon flying knife in his hand, and quickly slashed the demon sword that was coming towards him.

Crackling.

Frame the box.

The sound of metal clashing, cracking, and harsh.

A quarter of an hour later, finally, Chu Moran found a flaw and slashed it fiercely.

"Bang!"

The Demon Spirit Sword Formation has been broken.

And Chu Insan, who was standing in the center, was covered in blood, and there were countless scratches and wounds, large and small.

The corners of his lips hooked up a light smile, and his eyes were still as clear as a stream, and he said, "Senior Sister Mo, the future life is really terrifying." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his body fell straight to the back.

Ziqian Mo wins.

In the audience of the royal school training ground, all the courtiers and disciples of the family all stood up, raised their arms, and let out a tsunami-like sound.

"Ziqian Mo, first!"

"Ziqian Mo, first!"

"Ziqian Mo, first!"

This is a world where the strong are respected, and the strongest will win the respect of all.

One moment, they were still cheering for Chu Moer, and the next one turned to herself.

Zi Qianmo was deeply touched, under such a fiery atmosphere, his heart was like a drum, and his blood was boiling.