Chapter Ninety-Five: Jiang Han's Anger
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"This is the Dao weapon, the Lingxiao Sword, the former sword of the Lingxiao Emperor!" A Tiandimen elder in the audience saw the long sword, his face changed greatly, and he couldn't help but exclaim. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Superior Dao Weapon, Lingxiao Sword!"
Lingxiao Sword, but it is a full high-grade Dao weapon, as the sword of Lingxiao Emperor, it is extremely sharp, blows and breaks hair, and has strong strength, so as soon as it is shot, it has caused a huge sensation.
Murong Yan frowned, she didn't have a suitable weapon now, she had already lost the upper hand, and this game was really dangerous for her.
"Breeze Sword Technique!"
Dongfang Chen shouted violently, Ling Xiao's sword shot out, and one after another sword qi attacked Murong Yan like a raging storm.
"So fast!"
Murong Yan's pretty face changed slightly, her delicate body was shocked, and before she could react, the sword qi had already exploded.
"Hundred Flowers Dance!"
Murong Yan snorted, and the whole person danced like a butterfly, bringing up a majestic momentum, instantly dissolving the sword qi.
However, how could Dongfang Chen be so easy to deal with, as soon as his body moved, Liuyun Bu was used to the limit, and he came to Murong Yan's body again, and the Qingfeng Sword Technique was used again.
Whoosh!
Sharp sword qi swept across the four fields, and the sword rain in the sky struck again.
Murong Yan dodged and dodged again, but he was still hit by a sword qi, and his body flew out upside down and smashed on the ground.
Everyone exclaimed, and couldn't help but worry about Murong Yan, this blow had already caused a wound on Murong Yan's body, and blood flowed.
Dongfang Chen also showed a hint of regret, and said: "The sword has no eyes, I'm really sorry, I didn't want to do such a spicy thing to destroy flowers." β
Murong Yan slowly stood up, with a stubborn smile on his face, and said lightly: "This girl...... I haven't lost yet. β
I only saw a pink light emitting from Murong Yan's body, and the wounds on her body had healed automatically, and one after another spiritual energy accompanied her body.
This is the wonder of the Hundred Flowers Sutra, which can absorb the power of ten thousand flowers, thereby increasing strength and repairing wounds.
Dongfang Chen's eyes widened, and he said movingly: "What the hell is this...... What exercises!"
The magic of the Heavenly Rank Exercises is far more than that, but Murong Yan has been practicing for a short time, so he has only learned a little trick.
Murong Yan's strength recovered in an instant, these days with Ling Tian's guidance, her progress can be described as a rapid progress, many martial arts can be used at will, and she also has a deeper understanding of the exercises.
"Awesome. Seeing that Murong Yan had fully recovered in just a few breaths, Dongfang Chen couldn't help but exclaim, this kind of exercise was really profound and wonderful.
"It's really strong, so let you see it, Fengyun Yin. β
"Wind and Cloud Seal!"
"One seal!"
"Two seals!"
"Three seals!"
β......β
"Ten seals superimposed!"
Dongfang Chen roared wildly, pinched his hands, and one after another wind and cloud seals hit towards Murong Yan, the speed was so fast and powerful that it was terrifying and terrifying.
"This ...... Is this Dongfang Chen's true strength?"
"My God, the ten seals come out at the same time, this Dongfang Chen is really against the sky!"
"Aren't I dazzled, Senior Brother actually used ten seals!"
Fengyun Seal, a Xuan-level high-level martial art, has a total of ten seals, one seal is more terrifying than a seal, and the ten seals are out at the same time, and the power has already surpassed ordinary ground-level martial arts.
"Boom!"
Everyone looked at this scene in amazement, the strength of the two of them was extremely strong, especially Dongfang Chen, who even produced ten seals, and the ten seals were superimposed, shaking the sky and the earth.
With a bang, he only heard Murong Yan screaming, and flew off the stage heavily, without any chance at all.
However, fortunately, Ling Tian's speed was fast, and as soon as Shen Xing moved, he hugged Murong Yan with all his strength.
"Hurry up. Ling Tian pried open Murong Yan's delicate red lips and gave her a pill, seeing that her injuries were not serious, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that this Dongfang Chen is already merciful, otherwise Murong Yan will definitely be seriously injured.
"Hurry up and let me down, so many people are watching, and I'm not seriously hurt. Murong Yan's face flushed with shame, and he glared at Ling Tian coquettishly, Ling Tian's action was really too ambiguous, and this was still in front of everyone.
At this time, Jiang Han of Wuji Gate hurriedly rushed down, and when he saw Ling Tian hugging Murong Yan, he was immediately furious, and roared at Ling Tian, "Let go of the smoke!"
"Huh?"
Ling Tian was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Jiang Han who was angry, he showed a playful expression, he also knew about Jiang Han's, but he just didn't bother to pay attention to him.
"Good dog doesn't get in the way, get out of the way!" Ling Tian's face was cold, and he hugged Murong Yan tightly, and he could feel Murong Yan's plumpness, which made people's hearts ripple and their hearts were ape.
Murong Yan also lowered her head completely in shame, this scene made her difficult to deal with, and she just wanted to pretend to be unconscious.
"Let her go!" Jiang Han stopped Ling Tian, his face flushed and roared.
Ling Tian's expression was indifferent, he sneered, and slowly spoke, "Are you someone from Murong Yan?"
Jiang Han was so angry that he couldn't speak directly, and he stopped for a while, "I'm ......"
Ling Tian smiled faintly, "Since you can't say it, what right do you have to let me let her go?"
"I'm ...... I'm her Daoist!" Jiang Han's face turned extremely red, and he finally gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
"Daoist?"
"Why haven't I heard of it, I'm afraid it's just that you have a crush on Xiaoyan'er. Ling Tian glanced at Jiang Han and snorted coldly, disdainful.
Jiang Han gritted his teeth in anger, his bones crackled, and he said hatefully: "What's the matter, let her go quickly, otherwise, I will kill you now!"
Ling Tian smiled slowly and said to Murong Yan in his arms, "Little Yan'er, you can say something." β
Murong Yan's expression became serious, and he said: "You and I are originally strangers, not even friends, let alone Taoist couples, everyone knows this." β
Jiang Han's face showed a look of despair, "How can you treat me like this! How can you treat me like this! The whole sect knows that I like you! I am the eldest disciple, you are the senior sister, only we are the most suitable, you are mine!"
Murong Yan sighed and said: "Emotional matters, I need you to be affectionate, I have no friendship with you, why are you wishful thinking, you go, don't come to pester me." β
"No, it's impossible, you must like me, I know, you must have been bewitched by Ling Tian, right? Okay, then I'll kill Ling Tian, as long as you kill Ling Tian, you will come back to me." β
Murong Yan showed a wry smile, "Don't you be so naΓ―ve, okay? Why are you stubborn? I said that there is no possibility between us." β
At this time, the referee announced the candidates for the second game, interrupting the conversation of several people.
"Xuantian Sect Ling Tian vs. Wuji Gate Jiang Han!"