Before she could make a move, Xie Ling had already teleported in front of her eyes in the blink of an eye, and then raised her hand without hesitation, swinging her sword, the cold sword qi, the snowflakes flying around, even made Rong Huan stunned for a moment.

Hey, is this the Lingshuang Sword in the original book?

Pretty, good-looking, the fight is like a snowflake, and the special effects are good.

It's no wonder that the sword is described as a romantic manufacturing machine later in the original book, because Xie Ling swings the sword at every turn to snowflake Fu Kexin and create an atmosphere.

It is very practical, not only can it be used as a weapon, but also can coax a woman's ticket.

Of course, ignore the coldness and sharpness of the snowflakes.

Rong Huan was in a trance for a moment, and immediately threw up the red lotus vine to block, and the long flames melted away the surrounding snowflakes, forcing Xie Ling to retreat a few points.

After a round, the two of them each took a step back, Xie Ling was leisurely, and Rong Huan was also leisurely, but ignoring the few hairs that fell behind her.

Rong Huan was frightened, worthy of the male protagonist's big golden finger, good-looking and easy to use, look at this sharp, it's just a whirling sword qi, she also avoided it, but it still fell a few hairs, and if it was a little slower, shouldn't it rush at her head?

But in a moment, the second round began, this time Rong Huan took the lead, the red lotus vine flames soared, and none of the snowflakes in the sky could get close to her, in the fierce flames, her red clothes were bright and dazzling.

Xie Ling was stunned, it seemed that it was the first time to see her so firm and serious, yes, she was still carrying Hengyang, she was the ceiling of the leader of the Immortal Law Conference, she couldn't lose, she once said that she never dared to lose in the snow.

But......

Xie Ling raised his eyes, there was a bit of bloodlust in his eyes, I just want you to lose, let you know that one day, my spiritual power will be higher than you, I will stand in your former position, I will ......

Worthy of you......

The people in the audience who watched the excitement were suddenly silent, and their eyes widened, looking at the weapon in the hand called Gu Ling in shock.

The Lingshuang Sword, rumored to be the weapon of the Snow God left in the mortal world, is frozen in the far north, and no one has ever been able to cross the severe cold, step over the sword-guarding beast, and obtain the sword.

I never thought that it was in Gu Ling's hands now.

Very few people have seen the Lingshuang Sword, but there are many rumors of it, Lingshuang came out, and the surroundings fell into winter, with a wave of the sword, snowflakes covered the sky, each piece, it seems beautiful, but it is actually extremely sharp.

Just now, Xie Ling just swept lightly, and the sharp sword wind shaved a few strands of hair in the night and snow, thinking about the lethality of this weapon.

For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the audience, the ninth-level spiritual power was a completely different realm, and people of the same level could not test Xie Ling's spiritual power.

He deliberately hid it and only took out the level of level eight, so everyone thought that he was only level eight.

Because at the eighth level, at his age, it was already a very shocking existence.

Everyone in the audience was excited, looking at the beautiful and sharp duel on the stage without blinking.

If it is said that the Yeqi family has the blessing of the red lotus vine, but Xie Ling also has the blessing of Ling Shuang, the spiritual power is the same, and the weapons are comparable, the red lotus against Ling Shuang, I am afraid that it is a rare duel in a hundred years.

Everyone on the stage was surprised, Huaqing Xuanyi's Venerable Majesty was also in his eyes, they saw through Xie Ling's spiritual power, the afterlife was terrifying, it was really terrifying in the future.

The four elders over there in Hengyang pinched the sweat even harder, this Xie Ling, such a strong scheming, he didn't summon Ling Shuang once in the early game, but used Qingyao.

I didn't expect this person to hide a weapon that pressed the bottom of the box like this, so like this, in this way, the position of the first in Hengyang is dangerous.

Only Rong Huan, who was in the competition, was not surprised from beginning to end, she already knew that Xie Ling had won the Ling Shuang Sword, and the system had congratulated her three months ago.

The master has a move, but he is reluctant to blink every minute and second, because you can't tell if it's fast, and the children in the audience are excited to see it.

Xuanxuan on the stage has been looking at the red and black shadows with worry.

It's too fast, so fast that you can only see the surging flames and the spreading snowflakes, and the moves are completely invisible.

If it weren't for the blessing of the magic circle and the enchantment in the martial arts arena, with the spiritual power of the two of them, it would definitely affect everyone.

The snowflakes flew in the sky, then melted by the red flames, and then flew again, and so on, and so on, the people around could only hear the cold wind, the sound of sharp swords, and the afterimages of the two people.

Rong Huan didn't dare to blink his eyes, it was too fast, Xie Ling's speed was too fast, she couldn't cope with it at all, the ninth level and the eighth level, but the difference between one level, but when it really started, Rong Huan knew how far away the difference between this level was.

Xie Ling could have won a long time ago, but he didn't, his moves were sometimes gentle, sometimes fierce, making it impossible to figure out what he wanted to do.

The snowflakes are sharp, but every time they pass over her face, they melt into ordinary snowflakes with no attack power at all.

Rong Huan couldn't help but wonder, did he not bear to hurt himself, or did he deliberately tease himself by this?

At the moment of her thoughts, Xie Ling suddenly stood still in place, the high concentration made her have no time to think about it, she didn't react at all that this was a flaw he deliberately revealed, and subconsciously she used a trick to kill the golden vine, and the speed was so fast that there was no room for retraction.

The system sends out an alert asking the user to remember their task and keep their task in mind.

Rong Huan was shocked, only then did she react, just when she thought that Xie Ling would be stupid to stand in place and receive this whip, Xie Ling suddenly moved, raised his hand and shook the red lotus vine fiercely with a sword, the sword blade roared, and the surrounding coldness could even extinguish the flames on the red lotus vine.

The jaws of the people below were about to fall, this Ling Frost Sword was so powerful, and the invincible flames of the red lotus vine were about to be extinguished by it.

Raising his eyes again, Xie Ling's eyes were resolute, and his moves were sharp.

He had never seen such a serious adult, and in the fight, he couldn't help but wonder, what would happen if the adult lost?

Will she cry?

Yes, the adult is not strong at all, and he still doesn't want to see her cry.

He was a little shaken in his initial determination to win, so he delayed the time, and at a certain moment, he suddenly did not move, deliberately showing his flaws, and looked straight at the man's eyebrows, as long as the adult started, there was a trace of softness, a trace of ......

He let her win.

But no.

He was shocked by the decisiveness of her attack, and she didn't hesitate for a moment, didn't stop for a moment.

Did she ever think that under the premise of being the eighth level, if he couldn't avoid it, he would be seriously injured?

Between winning and hurting him, she chose to win without hesitation, just like at the beginning, when he had no value, even if she loved him twice, she could still decisively abandon him...... This is a waiting chapter

In her eyes, he never seemed to matter.

Xie Ling finally got serious, Rong Huan was defeated, and the beautiful snowflakes finally became sharp, slashing across her shoulders, and the warm blood mixed with her bright red clothes, blooming dark flowers.

Xie Ling didn't understand, Rong Huan knew that he was level nine, even if he couldn't avoid it, he wouldn't be seriously injured.

Rong Huan thought that he was going to win, he was going to win, he had worked so hard for so long, wasn't it just to become famous in one fell swoop, so ah, she would do her best to let everyone see that he deserved to be the first place.

She doesn't care if she is the first at all, all she cares about is letting him win the glory and beauty, there are so many people on and off the field, but whenever she has the slightest release, if he wins, he will be questioned, so she is destined to do her best. Controlling the big and making the owl

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