And the originally faint Xuanlan also became real in an instant, she was already standing in place, and the slender half-moon scimitar was quietly suspended behind her, which made people shudder.

"Xia Birou, you are defeated! From now on, the golden battle banner will be in the hands of my Xuan family!"

Her voice is quite soft and beautiful, making people feel like a spring breeze.

However, when everyone on the field heard it, it was like nine days of thunder, shaking the body violently, and the expressions on their faces were different, shocked, stunned, and unbelievable.

It's incredible!

Since the opening of the competition, Xia Birou, who has been defeating opponents one by one with absolute strength, was defeated in the hands of Xuanlan.

Such a situation is completely beyond everyone's expectations!

Those who kept shouting at the beginning suddenly felt a little hot on their cheeks, as if they were slapped by the ethereal girl like an elf, and slapped hard: Shut up the old lady!

"Not bad!"

Qin Yi smiled faintly, although he had expected such a situation, but at this moment, seeing Xuanlan defeat Xia Birou, he was still quite comfortable in his heart.

As soon as Xuanlan wins, then the Xuan family's promise to themselves should be fulfilled, from now on, he and Senior Sister Yang will be able to use the high-grade holy weapon, in addition, if there is an intelligence request in the future, the Xuan family can also help themselves for free.

"Xia Birou is defeated?"

On the opposite tower, there was also an unbelievable exclamation, and Xia Changhe and the other people of the Xia family stood up suddenly, their faces full of anger and unwillingness.

Such a result, they are difficult to accept!

On the golden field, Xia Birou's face was a little pale, and there was a trace of blood on her lips, not beaten, but bitten by herself, her eyes like a female leopard, staring motionlessly at the girl standing there, as if she would pounce at any time.

Suddenly, she smiled with relief: "The Holy See of the Holy See of Kyushu really lives up to its reputation, and I can be regarded as a leader today!"

After speaking, her body turned into a silver stream and disappeared into the city tower opposite.

"Hehe, Qin Yi, thank you!"

Xuan Lan returned to Qin Yi's side, and a string of silver bell-like laughter came out of her mouth, and the jade cheeks that were as crystal clear as egg whites were red and fluttering with excitement, which was very moving.

"No thanks, you're already strong, I'm just giving you a little advice. ”

Qin Yi touched his nose and smiled faintly.

"Haha, Sister Xuanlan, congratulations! This time, your Xuan family will finally win the golden battle flag for a hundred years in power, and from now on, your father will be the prime minister of Dachu!"

Xiao Ning laughed loudly and sincerely congratulated Xuanlan.

With the end of the battle between Xuanlan and Xia Birou, the game on this side of the golden arena has come to an end.

However, the game on the silver field is not over yet.

Xiao Yan has been fighting until now since he appeared, and he can be described as a rainbow, with absolute strength, he defeated all the challengers who came forward one by one.

At this time, everyone's eyes on the field were focused on the silver field.

"Ding Gaoshuang, you, defeated!"

Xiao Yan stood in the center of the arena, the slender half-moon scimitar quietly suspended behind him, faintly emitting a powerful killing intent.

Ding Gaoshuang's expression was gloomy, he glanced at Xiao Yan, and silently retreated.

"Four wins in a row!"

Around the arena, many people exclaimed, they had to look at Xiao Yan with admiration, Gan Shi, Zhuge Anye, Wang Dahu, Yuan Dong, these four masters, were all defeated by Xiao Yan one after another.

Moreover, he was defeated by Xiao Yan with an absolute advantage, and no one was in Xiao Yan's hands and held on for five minutes.

Xiao Yan stood quietly in the center of the arena, her white skirt robe dressed her like a Nine Heavens Fairy, at this time, her gentle and elegant temperament disappeared, replaced by an extreme sense of sharpness.

Xiao Yan, the number one beauty in Ink City, no matter where she goes, she will arouse the blazing eyes of countless males, but at this time, those males around the arena look at the eyes of the first beauty in Ink City, but they are more afraid.

"Xiao Yan, I know it's very strong, but as long as I'm there, it's impossible for you to create a myth today!"

Soon, Yue Xiaoyun, the "son of arms" of the Yue family, rushed into the silver arena.

Yue Xiaoyun, wearing a golden robe, looks extraordinary, before the opening of the Battle Flag Tournament, he had set up a conspiracy to kill Xiao Yan, but unfortunately, at the critical moment, a mysterious cloaked man was killed, and his plot was destroyed.

"Ping Pong!"

The two had no extra nonsense, and soon fought wildly.

Yue Xiaoyun's weapon is also a wide battle sword, however, his war sword is blue, the sword is nearly two meters long, and the faint flow of the Dao is slowly flowing on the sword body, looking quite domineering.

The most common colors of swords are as follows: blood, blue, blue, ink, and pink.

Among them, blood and blue are the more long swords, and the rarest is pink.

"Dry Blue Illusion - First Style!"

"Dry Blue Illusion - Second Style!"

“......”

Xiao Yan's attack is not ambiguous at all, one style is stronger than the other, and the speed is faster than the other.

Her major in martial arts was not weak in the first place, and after Qin Yi's guidance, her power had reached a new level.

At this time, her whole person was perfectly integrated with the slender half-moon scimitar, without the slightest flaw, and the endless sword qi opened up and rushed to all directions, even those spectators who were a hundred zhang away felt that their cheeks were shaved by the strong knife qi.

Yue Xiaoyun, who was wearing a golden robe, was not at the same level at all, and as soon as he fought, he had the upper hand, and he was defeated and embarrassed.

"Dry Blue Illusion - Fifth Style!"

In the sound of Jiao's shouting, Xiao Yan's half-moon scimitar sword was magnificent, dazzling, murderous, with a sharp whistling sound, with the momentum of smashing everything, towards the moon cloud in front of him, slashing fiercely.

The slender scimitar that swirled was still more than ten zhang away, and Yue Xiaoyun felt the endless knife intent, like a monstrous wave, surging towards him, his black hair all backwards, and the golden robe on his body hunted.

For a moment, his mind went blank, and he only felt that the slender scimitar that had slashed out was like a big face of a life-seeker rushing out of hell.

"My mother!"

Yue Xiaoyun exclaimed, his soul trembled suddenly, and he subconsciously raised his sword to block.

"Dang!"

The slender scimitar, slashed on the battle sword, emitting a sharp and piercing loud sound, Yue Xiaoyun's arms were numb, and the tiger's mouth in both palms was instantly shaken into a blur of flesh and blood.

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