Zhao Xuexin's face was slightly pale, she didn't expect that she would be suppressed in an instant, as the so-called one wrong step, one wrong step, from the first move, she was calculated by Yang Wuming. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The scorching pain came from her back, which stimulated her inner stubbornness, and at the same time made her realize that fighting was not a contest of cultivation to be strong or weak.

"Come again!" she turned around, her eyes burst with fierce fighting intent, like a phoenix reborn from the fire, full of heroism and even more beautiful.

"Okay!" This gesture also aroused Yang Wuming's inner respect, such an opponent is worth his best.

It was too late to say it, and as soon as Zhao Xuexin's voice fell, the person had already come to Yang Wuming's approach, and swung his left fist to his chest, and the fist was wrapped with a trace of cold air, like ice and snow casting.

"It's so fast!" Yang Wuming raised his eyebrows slightly, did not dodge or dodge, and also swung his right fist and struck out like lightning.

"Ding"

He felt his fist slam against a heavy wall of ice, and with a muffled grunt, he quickly retreated, while his left hand crossed the long knife and intercepted his opponent's move with the blade.

"Bell", the fist hit the knife surface, and finally stopped the forward momentum.

"What I'm waiting for is you with a knife!" Zhao Xuexin's left fist did not move, raised her right hand and turned into a palm, the palm was red, revealing bursts of scorching qi, like a small furnace, and slammed into his chest again.

At this time, Yang Wuming's left hand was still trembling slightly, and he didn't recover from the contact just now, so he had to repeat his old tricks, wanting to block the attack with the knife face again.

"Huh?" his left hand twitched hard and did not move, and he was surprised to find that the knife face was stuck with the hail-like left fist, "What kind of name is this?"

Unable to move his hands, his mind was like electricity, and he decisively let go of the handle of the knife and dodged sideways, so the reaction was not unpleasant.

Zhao Xuexin's long-calculated palm failed, and she should have been weak in her follow-up, but she didn't see the slightest disappointment in her eyes, but a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Seeing this, Yang Wuming suddenly felt bad in his heart......

At this moment, a huge force came from behind, as if a solid steel rod was suddenly swept on his back, "Bang!"

"Click" He felt as if his spine was cracking...... Then, the body involuntarily flew like a cannonball to the wall of light of the enchantment in front of it.

He endured the severe pain, forcibly exerted a jack drop in mid-air, stepped on the ground with both feet, and slid out more than ten meters before unloading the powerful inertia.

After standing firmly, his throat was hot, and he hurriedly suppressed the injury and swallowed the blood back into his stomach.

Then he slowly turned around and said expressionlessly, "It's not bad...... Poof!" Unexpectedly, the wound of this opening was not suppressed, and a mouthful of old blood was spit out......

"......" He felt so embarrassed, it was better to vomit with his back to him just now!

Seeing him vomit blood, everyone was in an uproar!

Sun Qianqian excitedly waved a pair of small fists and shouted, "Xuexin did a good job!"

Zhao Hongyun laughed and said wildly: "Hahaha...... Yang Wuming, you can't even beat my sister, and you still want to fight me?!"

When Yang Wuming heard this, he spit out another mouthful of old blood......

"That was ...... just now" Guo Chao was stunned for a while, feeling that Zhao Xuexin's moves were familiar.

"Ice Fist...... Chiyang Palm ......"

"She learned it just by looking at it?" he muttered to himself in a daze, thinking of the penance of the past, and suddenly felt that he was more stupid than a pig.

That's right, Zhao Xuexin used two of the three unique schools of the Three Peerless Villages, Lin Yue and Guo Chao fought before, she felt that this trick was gorgeous and colorful, and it was quite good-looking, so she learned it easily......

On the stage, Dugu Zhen shook his head and sighed helplessly: "Genius, this is genius!"

It's not just comprehension, let's just say that the combination technique just now is roughly the same as the routine used by Yang Wuming before, this kind of learning ability is really terrifying.

"That's natural, don't look at whose daughter it is!" Zhao Tianming's nostrils were about to turn to the sky at this time, and anyone could see the pride in his heart.

Kill Qianchou showed his eyes, and said excitedly: "Such a talent, far beyond Allure! If you can grow up in my demon gate, today's achievements will definitely not stop here, even if it is not as good as the little monster in Fang Cun Mountain, it will not be too bad!"

"Yes, it's a pity that such a genius has been buried by Lao Zhao's idiot for so many years!" Gu Gang complained ruthlessly.

Zhao Tianming's old face flushed, feeling embarrassed, and at the same time he apologized a little to his daughter: "Yes, if I had found out earlier, Xin'er would have already become famous in the world......"

Lin Yue in the audience didn't say a word from beginning to end, he knew that this was just the beginning, whether it was Zhao Xuexin or Yang Wuming, they hadn't shown their real skills yet.

Qian Duoduo and Zhang Weiguo finally reacted at this time, it turned out that Zhao Xuexin was only in the middle of the congenital stage, and couldn't help but look at each other, feeling that God was really unfair, and all the benefits were given to her......

At this time, the most depressed person in the audience was not Guo Chao, but Ye Tingcheng, who heard the words of killing Qianchou just now.

"Hehe, the talent is far beyond me......"

"First Sun Wukong, a negative man, then Lin Yue, and now Zhao Xuexin!"

"Why are they all better than me!"

In terms of qualifications, she is a rare innate spirit body in the world, and she is naturally close to the aura, and she can get twice the result with half the effort when she cultivates.

In terms of comprehension, the speed at which she cultivated the "Ten Thousand Demon Transformation Spiritual Method" was the fastest person in the history of the Demon Sect.

When it comes to hard work, she is no worse than anyone else.

But why! There are always people who are stronger than herself! She is not convinced!

An emotion that she had never experienced before tore at her heart, it was very uncomfortable and painful.

The saintess of the demon gate, cultivated to be strong, and her posture is captivating.

Status, strength, and appearance, she has all three, so she has never experienced the emotion of jealousy.

"Am I jealous?" she said with a twisted expression, smiling rather than smiling, and whispering in a spell.

"I'm going to be strong...... I'm going to get stronger......" She stood up in a daze, and walked towards the outside of the hall.

"Blood God Sect...... If you go there, you will definitely be able to become stronger......" This is the only thought in her mind, the guy who was the day after tomorrow can fight on a par with herself.

I have to say that paranoia has the potential to make or break a person.

Ye Chengcheng has entered the demon barrier, if you don't wake up as soon as possible, the consequences will be unimaginable!

The good news is that someone did notice her anomaly, and the bad news is that the person was a step slower.

Lin Yue's senses were keen, and he was the first to notice her, and with just one glance, he knew that she was not in the right state, and he was just about to probe out his divine sense.

I saw that a blood-colored gossip with a diameter of one meter suddenly appeared at the foot of Ye Tingcheng, and the blood on it was thick as if it was really flowing, and it exuded a pungent smell of blood!

In less than a second, it disappeared to the ground, along with ......

"Not good!" Lin Yue hurriedly rushed over, and the four heads were also shocked and rushed off the high platform.

But at this time, there is not the slightest trace on the ground......

......

In the dim blood-colored palace, Ye Qingcheng clutched the corners of his clothes tightly with both hands, nervously looking at the thick black fog at the top.

"Very good, extraordinary qualifications, firm mind, are you willing to sacrifice everything to be the woman of my blood god?"

Ye Qingcheng's purple eyes flashed the last trace of struggle, and with a little nostalgia for the past, he said softly: "I am willing." ”

The next moment, she let out a terrible scream from her mouth, her eyes turned blood-red, her peerless face was yellow and shriveled in an instant, and two lines of blood and tears were drawn down the corners of her eyes......

Is it tears of remorse, or tears, or tears, or tears of joy?

Nobody knows......

In short, this situation is sad and lamentable......

"Monkey King...... Lin Yue...... Zhao Xuexin ......"

"See you next time, I want you to experience this pain too, hahahaha......" Her originally ethereal and beautiful voice was hoarse at this time, as if her vocal cords had been destroyed......

A beautiful and proud purple enchantress has since disappeared from the world, and the next time she sees her, what kind of face will she show herself?

......

Ten thousand demons have broken the wind and clouds, and the clear and melodious sound of yesterday is still in my ears.

The blood is overwhelming, and the scene of tomorrow's life is close at hand!