Qionghua's eyes darkened, grabbed the dart that flew back to her hand, and threw it again, with obvious disbelief in her words, "Isn't Miss Qiu just an ice spirit snow silkworm?

"I'm sorry, this girl really doesn't have any skills, so she still likes to send this ice spirit snow silkworm. If the Qionghua Palace Master is not convinced, he might as well find an Ice Spirit Snow Silkworm to compete with me!" Murong Huan responded lightly, and pulled out the soft sword unhurriedly.

Qiong Hua was so choked by this sentence that she couldn't answer, her face turned dark, and she took out a spinning dart from her waist and threw it at Murong Huan with all her might.

Murong Huan snorted softly, and the soft sword in his hand danced. I saw her turning her body lightly, the soft sword in her hand flying briskly, picking stabs, slashing, sweeping, vertical killing, and the moves made people unable to find fault. Nini, who has been promoted to the eleventh level of cultivation, is attached to this soft sword, the sword is like snow, the sword blade is buzzing, and the sword shadow is superimposed, suddenly attacking left and right like a spiritual snake in mid-air, and suddenly like a spiritual vine entwined up and down, so fast that people can't distinguish between virtual and real, forcing Qionghua to retreat.

Rao is Changfeng Yu and Leng Yuchen, as well as some other people, have seen Murong Huan make a move, but because she was pregnant at that time, her body was naturally not as light as at this moment. At this moment, although she has her young son tied to her chest, her posture of dancing the sword is so agile and wonderful, standing or squatting, straight or oblique, leaning or leaning, every movement is so in place and so beautiful, but it has a fierce murderous aura, which makes people dare not underestimate it.

Looking at Murong Huan, who was dancing lightly on the white silk, everyone's eyes were straight. It's obviously an ordinary face, but the eyes that are as beautiful as the stars are shining, making people's breathing tight. Murong Nian and Baili Moxin both felt that these eyes were extremely familiar, and at the same time they thought of Murong Huan, but at the same time they felt that it was impossible, Murong Huan was a well-known waste material, and the cultivation of this Qiu girl in front of him was obviously above level ten.

Qiong Hua didn't expect that the rumored girl Qiu was good at soft swords was true, and she panicked in her heart. The darts that were constantly thrown with both hands were repeatedly blocked by the Ice Spirit Snow Silkworm, not to mention hurting Murong Huan, even her body couldn't get close. However, Murong Huan's soft sword stabbed her body frequently, almost slashing her face several times.

I turned around and wanted to call the giant python, but I found that the guy was simply weak in front of Huo Xuan. Huo Xuan just stared, and the giant python beast turned into a small python under its coercion, and he didn't dare to get even half a step closer to Murong Huan. Qiong Hua was shocked in her heart, and urged the giant python beast with her mind, because of the contract, the giant python trembled and became bigger and attacked Murong Huan, but was stunned by Huo Xuan's claw. I saw Huo Xuan arrogantly grab the giant python beast, glared at Qionghua, and threw the guy off the top of the white silk.

Qiong Hua secretly screamed in her heart, this chinchilla beast has such a great ability, it can make her giant python beast afraid like this, and in a trance, Murong Huan's soft sword has already flown over, wrapped around her waist, and saw that her body was about to be thrown out. Qiong Hua used all her strength to break free from the shackles of the soft sword, flipped her hands, and smashed a ball of colorful light at Murong Huan.

Huo Xuan's eyes narrowed, jumped into the air, his tail suddenly became larger, and he swept towards the ball of light, and the ball of light flew straight back again, aiming at Qionghua's heart. Qionghua couldn't avoid it, and her body flew backwards, looking like she was about to fall. Huo Xuan's body flashed at the same time, and everyone only felt that as soon as a black light lit up, Huo Xuan had already appeared behind Qiong Hua, raised his paw and slapped her back, and Qiong Hua was slapped in front of Murong Huan again.

Before Murong Huan could make a move, the soft sword in his hand had already stabbed at Qiong Hua, it seemed that she and Huo Xuan cooperated seamlessly, but in fact, Nini was secretly flying with the soft sword. Murong Huan secretly laughed in his heart, if this Qionghua fell into the hands of Huo Xuan and Nini, what good fruit could there be to eat? Who let this woman not know what to do, not only insulted herself, but also insulted Yourong, how could Nini and Huo Xuan spare her?

Qionghua coughed blood and desperately dodged this sword, never thought that the soft sword was like an aura, and instantly flew up her waist again, seeing Huo Xuan flying arrogantly, she hurriedly summoned her two darts to throw at Huo Xuan. Huo Xuan was immediately angry, the horns on his head flashed with cold light, his claws flipped over, and two red balls of light were launched, and they smashed at the two darts, only to hear two bangs, and the darts were destroyed on the spot.

Qionghua's face was as earthy as the color of the earth, and now she finally understood that she had provoked someone who should not be provoked. But before the remorse in her eyes flashed, Huo Xuan had already flown in front of her, raised his claws, popped out the tips of his claws, and was about to cut them down at her face. Murong Huan let out a low shout, "Huo Xuan, stop", and the soft sword in his hand wrapped around Qionghua's waist and threw her down, "The palace master is so self-conscious!"

Qionghua fell heavily, and someone from her Baihua Palace had already stepped forward to catch her to prevent her from making a fool of herself in public, but even so, Qionghua was ashamed, burying her head and hurriedly walking to her stands, no longer having the arrogance she had before.

Everyone looked at Murong Huan again at this time, and saw her standing proudly on the white silk, her clothes fluttering, like a fairy. The young child on her chest danced happily with her little hands, and although half of her face was covered by a silk handkerchief, her beautiful eyes shone with the essence of a baby who did not seem to belong to this age. I saw Murong Huan looking down at his son gently, only with warmth and warmth, without the slightest murderous aura, as if the fight with Qionghua just now had never happened.

Many people sighed in their hearts, this woman is really unusual, no wonder Su Yiming likes her so much. No matter how plain that Zhang is, it can't stop her dazzling brilliance, it is a kind of beauty that is deliberately restrained, if you don't touch it, she deliberately covers it up with mediocrity. But if someone touches her bottom line, she will invisibly release her unique charm in the rebound.

Of course, some people appreciate it, and some people don't like it, not to mention that this martial arts conference has never been as simple as a martial arts competition, and there are too many entanglements of interests involved, so that people can sometimes only rest assured of their personal preferences and make some choices for the sake of interests.

At this moment, as soon as Qionghua sat down, several more women stood up in unison, looking at Murong Huan in the sky with a complicated expression, "I wonder if Miss Qiu is interested in competing again?"

"Oh, do you still want to fight?" Murong Huan took his eyes off Yourong and glanced lightly at the few women standing up below, without any expression on his face.

"It's an honor for us to ask Miss Qiu for advice, but I don't know if Miss Qiu is willing?" the women looked at each other, "The girl can choose an opponent from us in public." ”

"No need, if you want to compete, let's go together!" Murong Huan held a soft sword behind him with one hand behind him, holding a soft sword in the other, looking at the women condescendingly, different from Su Yiming's arrogance before, it was a kind of calmness, with a hint of kingly spirit.

Xiaoqin and Ah Ming couldn't help but glance at each other, they both saw the same information in each other's eyes, the princess looked too much like the prince! Even Murong Nian and Baili Moxin were stunned at the same time, feeling that the momentum exuded by Murong Huan in mid-air at this moment was the same as that of King Leng.

The women hesitated for a moment, and then they all jumped in unison and flew towards the top of the white silk. There were also a few people who didn't stand up just now, and they also joined them at this time, and the heart of Murong Huan was clearly revealed.

For a while, seven or eight women stood on top of the small Bai Aya and Murong Huan, each holding a weapon and confronting each other. There were three or four women who also had spirit beasts, but as soon as they went up and saw Huo Xuan, they immediately wilted.

"Please!" Murong Huan pursed his lips, his body moved, the soft sword swept over, and Huo Xuan instantly became several times larger, and with a wave of his claws, he slapped at the few spirit beasts that were not in a state at all.

The figures of the women flashed, surrounded Murong Huan, and the weapons in their hands slashed at the protective shield formed by the little pity at the same time, and the colorful light balls launched by the two of them smashed specifically at Yourong on Murong Huan's chest.

Murong Huan's eyes darkened, and a cold air emanated from between his eyebrows. Originally, he also told Nini and Huo Xuan not to hurt people's lives as much as possible, but now it seems that these people are indeed not good people, and such a young child will not let go. Murong Huan immediately communicated with Nini with his thoughts, and anyone who wanted to hurt Yourong couldn't live.

Everyone saw that Murong Huan still had room to make a move one second, but the next second he already had a murderous aura that destroyed the world. At this time, she raised her willow eyebrows, her beautiful eyes were full of coldness, and her soft swords weaved layers of sword nets, which were full of murderous aura, and swept several people off the stage in a moment.

Everyone was shocked, the cultivation of these women who came to the stage to challenge was not low, at least above level ten, although Murong Huan had the Ice Spirit Snow Silkworm, she could only defend herself, and going down so easily could only show that her cultivation was even better.

At this time, no one looked at Su Yiming and them, but they all looked at Murong Huan, and many people even remembered the picture of the dragon boat grabbing the dragon boat in the snowy capital that day, the woman who had a big belly but won the first place, and remembered that she was now standing here with her young son in her arms, seemingly gentle and demure, but she didn't know who would be sent to the next moment.

Just as Huo Xuan slapped those spirit beasts off the stage, Murong Huan's eyes deepened, his body turned, and the soft sword was drawn over the faces of the two people like a soft whip, leaving traces of blood. With two screams, the two women who tried to hurt Yourong were deeply crossed on their faces.

Before they could react, Murong Huan's soft sword stabbed straight into their hearts, so fast that they didn't feel the pain, and the two hearts that were still beating were strung together at the end of the sword. The two of them covered their faces stupidly, looking at the blood hole in their chests in shock, and Murong Huan coldly swung his sword and swept them to the ground.

"Whoever hurts my son will be killed!" The voice was cold and piercing, and people couldn't help but be shocked. R1154