The body rushed forward violently, and she chose Qiao Nanqing.

However, at this moment, another bomb was thrown over, and the landing location happened to be the place where Qiao Ling had to go to pull Qiao Nanqing.

If Qiao Ling wants to step forward to pull Qiao Nanqing back, he will inevitably collide with this bomb.

I finally made one choice, and now I have to make another choice.

Save? Or not save? How long does it take to save it? Saving people will be injured at the same time, if she doesn't save her, her conscience can't get over?

In this short moment, Qiao Ling thought a lot, seeing that Qiao Nanqing was about to fall, she couldn't care so much, so she gritted her teeth and rushed forward.

When she was about to collide with the bomb, she closed her eyes, grabbed Qiao Nanqing with one hand, and threw her directly into the ring with her strong arm.

It was only a second for a split second, and the bomb had already collided with her.

However, the imaginary pain did not appear, she opened her eyes in confusion, only to see Qiao Xingwen being picked up by a force and thrown under the ring.

"Qiao Xingwen, out!"

Qiao Xingwen asked incredulously, "Why!" I didn't foul me! ”

Bei Tianhua looked at him and said coldly, "I said that this competition is up to now, and the offender is out." You want to kill someone else, already fouled. But there's more to say. ”

Qiao Xingwen choked, glared at Qiao Ling angrily, and turned to leave.

At this time, there were only five people left on the field.

The five of them were silent for a while, and then they began to attack each other again.

"Cooperation?"

At this time, Qiao Nanqing quietly came to Qiao Ling's side and whispered in her ear.

Qiao Ling looked at the battle on the field expressionlessly.

At this time, in addition to the two of her, there were three more people on the field.

One is named Qiao Lianxue, a strange type of snow ability.

One is named Qiao Yu, a weird type transformation type with abilities that can turn themselves into thorns and attack enemies with spikes.

One is named Qiao Jian, an offensive ability, and his ability is an ancient sword - the White Crane Sword.

The hilt of the sword resembles the head of a white crane held high, and the blade of the sword is about a meter long, and the white blade shines in the sun.

At this time, cooperating with Qiao Nanqing is undoubtedly the best choice, eliminate those three people, and in the end, there will be a showdown between her and Qiao Nanqing.

So she nodded, "Good! ”

The two said that it was too late and that it was too fast, and one rushed forward with a short knife and the other with a long sword.

The snowflakes in the battle area fell straight down, and there was a chill on Qiao Ling's face, and after the chill, there was a warm liquid left, Qiao Ling touched his face, and looked down, it was blood.

"Watch out for these snowflakes!"

After telling Qiao Nanqing, he raised his Tianguang Sword and swept it a few times, sweeping the surrounding snowflakes one after another.

"Snow Dance!"

In an instant, a chill hit, and Qiao Lianxue released a move, and countless snowflakes like blades rushed towards them.

Qiao Ling and Qiao Nanqing glanced at each other, and the long sword in her hand picked up the sword flower and swayed, drawing a silver line in the air, instantly smashing the scattered snowflakes.

But Qiao Nanqing didn't stop attacking, the short knife in his hand kept swinging, blocking the flying snowflakes one after another.

Qiao Yu spread the thorns until his body was completely blocked, and the snowflakes just scraped on the thorns, colliding with them and making a whooshing sound.

Qiao Jian put the long sword in front of him and levitated, pointed at the sword body with two fingers, and a transparent shield visible to the naked eye appeared, protecting his body in the shield.

Qiao Lianxue saw that her trick was blocked by the people present one by one, and she knew that she didn't have the strength to compete again, if she didn't admit defeat, she was afraid that she would be besieged by four people.

She immediately raised her hand, "I admit defeat!" ”

"Qiao Lianxue, out!"

She turned around and jumped out of the ring in style.

There were four people left on the field.

Qiao Ling and Qiao Nanqing agreed on the same opinion, and first went to deal with Qiao Jian, who was relatively easy to deal with.

A sword and a short knife attacked Qiao Jian from both sides, he only had one sword, which could only resist the attack of one side, and the other side would definitely not be taken care of.

At the time of crisis, he chose to face Qiao Nanqing, the long sword had an advantage over the short knife, but Qiao Jian ignored one thing, what he was facing now was not the short knife, but Qiao Nanqing with the short knife.

Seeing that Qiao Ling was about to attack Qiao Jian, the long thorns stood in front of Qiao Ling.

She stopped, a flash of surprise in her eyes.

"The two of them have joined forces!"

When Qiao Nanqing heard this, she said loudly to Qiao Ling, "One to one, don't lose!" ”

Qiao Ling grinned, "Good! ”

As soon as the words fell, a sword move had already been run in her hand.

She raised her eyes and stared at Qiao Yu behind the thorns through the cracks.

"No matter how hard your thorns are, block my attacks first!"

"Skylight Seven Style, Aurora!"

Golden swords flew out of the tip of the sword in her hand, pointing straight at a thorn bush in front of her.

"Bang bang bang!"

There were bursts of voices, and those dense golden swords struck the thorns one after another.

Countless thorns were cut off, but what was surprising was that the severed thorns grew immediately, and even grew more and more.

"Do you think my thorns can be broken so easily? You are so naïve! ”

Qiao Yu's face showed a mocking expression, he thought that Qiao Ling would be some kind of powerful character, all the way to the final match.

Now it seems that this is no more than that.

"It's really you!"

At this moment, behind the golden sword, a huge golden sword appeared, suspended above Qiao Ling's head.

"What...... What?! ”

"Eight styles of heavenly light, breaking the sky!"

As soon as Qiao Ling's words fell, the huge golden sword was instantly cut down, and in Qiao Yu's shocked and frightened eyes, it cut off his thorns and landed on top of his head.

He knew that he had lost, and this feeling of being so close to death made his legs go limp, and he collapsed directly to the ground.

"I throw in the towel."

With a slightly decadent voice, the golden sword gradually drifted into the air along with his words.

He was wrong, on the test field, underestimating the enemy was a distrust of himself, but he also had to admit that Qiao Ling was very strong, such a strong move, it was really hard to believe that this was the result of more than a month of a person.

"Qiao Yu, out!"

A gentle force dragged him up and down the ring.

Qiao Ling turned his head to look, the battle on Qiao Nanqing's side was nearing the end, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that Qiao Jian was being pressed and beaten by Qiao Nanqing.

Qiao Nanqing's golden pupils are very perverted abilities, and when no one wants to face the enemy by themselves, they are weak everywhere in the eyes of the enemy, especially for offensive abilities like them.

Qiao Nanqing picked on Qiao Jian's weaknesses, Qiao Jian can insist on so many moves in Qiao Nanqing's hands, and he does have something outstanding.

An accident, when the short knife suddenly pressed against Qiao Jian's neck, a voice of admitting defeat sounded.

"I throw in the towel."

"Qiao Jian, out!"

Now, only Qiao Ling and Qiao Nanqing are left on the field to confront each other.

"It's finally our turn!"

Qiao Nanqing smiled wantonly.

"I'm not going to show mercy."

"Don't worry, so do I!"