Feeling at least three breaths that were raised and weakened at the same time not far away. On the high platform, Zhu Luan was speechless in his heart.

What to see.

Do you want her to bleed and burn Su Qing here?

Zhu Luan sighed in his heart.

Su Qing's mind is not clear, but it does not mean that she can be unclear with her.

Zhu Luan no longer felt the aura around him, clenched the naked sword in his hand, and quietly stared at the woman with a distorted expression in the firelight.

Su Qing does not hold a sword.

And she's going to wield the sword.

It's her war.

It's her fight.

Princess Yingluan was born by blood, and she was strong by blood, how many young people of her era thought so?

How many people in those who are looking at her are eager to transfer her blood to themselves?

Zhu Luan didn't know.

She doesn't need to know, either.

She is proud of everything she has, and it is because of all this that she is where she is now.

"Don't throw in the towel?" Su Qing, who was in the firelight, looked at Zhu Luan, who actually drew his sword as usual, not only did not ignite his fighting spirit at the same time, but became even more angry.

"It seems that you really don't understand what power is."

Su Qing shook her head regretfully, and then suddenly raised her hand, blood splattered on her arm, turning into a fire in mid-air and burning to the face of the girl opposite!

Here we go.

Unilateral crushing.

There was a scream in the crowd, although everything was because of this Huizhou woman's obsession, but the scene of directly burning people with fire was still too tragic, exceeding the visual tolerance of many people.

The timid goddesses closed their eyes and just stretched out their white fingers to poke at their companions.

"Are you done burning?"

But all they answered was silence.

The women, who couldn't poke no matter how much they poked, stamped their feet in frustration, and finally barely opened their eyes a slit.

The women of Shendu who covered their eyes with their hands thought that they would see the picture of a young girl being burned and even disfigured, because except for those men who only knew about Su Qing's beauty, they women knew it very well.

As soon as Su Qing raised her hand, she went to the woman's face.

To look at it is to ruin the woman's face.

But......

The breeze blew, bringing up countless sparks.

People looked at the high platform in amazement.

"Split the ......," Li Wenyao said in a daze.

"Yes, it's split." Duan Lizheng repeated quietly.

There was nothing on the high platform.

There is only one Su Qing, whose arms are still burning, and Zhu Luan, who is holding a sword and standing with her.

The fire that had been thrown towards Zhu Luan before had disappeared into mid-air.

Disappear under the girl's sword.

The world is so quiet again.

The silence was broken by a slight click.

Zhu Luan turned his back to Su Qing and put his sword into the sheath.

"How could it be ......" Su Qing looked at everything in front of her in amazement, the corners of her eyes were red, how could someone split her Shenyan with a sword?

Not to mention splitting, even the sword should be melted directly under her fire!

"So normal people wouldn't think of splitting with a sword, right?" On the observation deck, Du Haoqian looked at the girl who stood quietly with his sword drawn.

"There's something wrong with that sword!" Su Qing screamed. The next moment, she drew her sword and stabbed her arm again, and then turned abruptly!

The golden flames shot like sharp arrows at Zhu Luan's back!

Phew.

There is no problem with that sword.

Mo Han looked at the junior sister beside him whose eyes suddenly widened, and reached out to press her shoulder.

Then, with infinite admiration, he looked at the figure of another girl on the high platform.

Zhu Luan didn't look back.

But Su Qing's flames disappeared.

Disappeared from the stage.

Be neat and tidy.

Only a few people saw it, and they saw something brighter than Su Qing's flame in a moment of lightning.

I saw the sword light shining behind the girl, as thin as hair.

Like a thin thread, the fire surrounds and strangles.

And her hand, holding the hilt of the sword with her back to Su Qing, stood as if she had never drawn the sword out of its sheath.

Knife Drawing!

Mo Han heard Ruan Qing beside him inhale heavily, as if he was immersed in the deep sea and could not breathe.

Behind it, the knife drawing technique.

It was unbelievably fast, so fast that it was caught off guard, so fast that Mo Han firmly believed that even if the girl was holding an ordinary iron sword in her hand at this time, she could break the so-called flame apart.

It was the most wonderful flower of swordsmanship that bloomed in the eyes of a very few people.

It's a pity.

Su Qing obviously couldn't see it.

"What did you do!" She clenched her fists, the blood on her arms flowed more happily, and her eyes were already blood-red when she looked at Zhu Luan's back, and at the same time she quickly looked around and forced her to look at the audience.

She could see very clearly that Zhu Luan didn't turn around at all.

Then someone must have made a move just now! Blocked her own divine flame for her!

Could it be......

Su Qing's gaze stayed on Song Huaizhu's face in the audience, and Monk Xuezhai hurriedly stepped forward to block Song Huaizhu. He really hoped that this eldest lady would stop being sideways.

Others didn't know, but Monk Xuezhai looked at the frost condensed on the scabbard on Song Huaizhu's waist, and his heart trembled.

Su Qing bit her lip and focused her fire on Zhu Luan again. "What's the matter with that sword? Who is ......?"

"It's Princess Yingluan's sword."

Zhu Luan turned his back to her and spoke quietly.

Hopefully, this answer will make the eldest lady stop.

"Princess Yingluan's Sword ......"

"That's no wonder ......"

Is that really the only way to do it? Mo Han's eyes were slightly cold.

If the woman with an ordinary sword can also cut through the flames, then she with the naked sword in her hand may be able to cut even more terrifying things.

Because of Ruan Qing, Mo Han had seen the knife drawing technique.

So he knows.

Although this woman's realm was inferior to Ruan Qing, the attainment of the sword drawing technique that she had just shown in an instant far surpassed Ruan Qing.

Even to the point where you can raid enemies who cross the border.

And the most suitable one is Su Qing's lack of heart and eyes to ascend to the Extreme Realm.

This sword was originally booked for Su Qing herself.

Zhu Luan clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand.

This was her last revelation.

At all costs, it is necessary to enter the consciousness of the decisive stage of the examination.

Zhu Luan turned around, holding the hilt of his sword and looking at Su Qing opposite.

And Su Qing, who was in a rage, Su Qing, who had never felt fear in her life, felt a chill on her back for the first time.

The next moment, she was even more angry at her inexplicable mood, Huo Ran raised her sword, as if to hide this feeling, and more blood was thrown into Zhu Luan's face by her!

Princess Yingluan's sword, and Princess Yingluan's swordsmanship.

On the observation deck, the Xiliang Sword Saint Dugu Jian quietly stared at the high platform in the distance, his fingers moving slightly.

Duan Lizheng exhaled under the high platform, he was a lot relieved when the woman showed the knife drawing technique, he believed in her strength, as long as she was willing to use means, there was nothing to ......

"Senior brother!"

Not far away, he suddenly remembered the shouts of the monk Xuezhai, Duan Lizheng looked up and found that the monk in the robe was desperately grabbing Song Huaizhu's shoulder.

Duan Lizheng's heart twitched, and he immediately looked at the high platform.

Everything happens in an instant.

Facing the blood that Su Qing threw again, Zhu Luan looked calm and was about to draw his sword.

And at this time, an invisible force enveloped the high platform.

The figure of the girl on the high platform visibly froze for a moment.

Then Duan Lizheng saw it.

The next moment, burning blood.

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