The sword intent slashed straight away, but this time it was different, there was no dazzling sword light in the sky, but it was like a slash in the void, and it did not reveal half a point of spiritual power fluctuations.

Wang Yang was wielding a spear, and the abnormality of Jiang Quinoa's move aroused his suspicions, and he hurriedly took two steps back.

At this moment, a flash of sword light suddenly appeared in front of him, slashing at his spear without a trace of spiritual power.

He frowned, increasing the input of spiritual power, trying to return all the damage again in the same way.

But this time, he miscalculated his tricks, only to hear a bang, the spear he was wielding suddenly jammed, and then exploded with a bang, instantly shaking his palm and breaking a layer of skin.

However, the sword intent was not over, and he took advantage of the moment when the formation was broken and rushed straight towards Wang Yang, with a fierce momentum and a powerful force.

Wang Yang's pupils shrank sharply, the white light flashed in front of him, and the next moment he was shot out by the white light.

"Poof!"

He fell in the distance, his body slammed heavily on the martial platform, and he vomited two mouthfuls of blood in succession.

The right cheek of his face was slashed by the knife, and a layer of flesh was shaved off of him, and a piece of hair along with his sideburns was shaved clean, and his ear was cut.

From the move to the break, to the injury he was injured, it was only a breath, so fast that he didn't have time to deal with it.

If he hadn't reacted quickly and dodged the knife intent, maybe his face would have been torn open from it!

Not only that, but the shoulder on his side was also cut by the knife, and a bone was cut off, which made him breathe in pain.

The more seemingly unfluctuating this move, the more amazing the power is!

And what surprised him even more was that Jiang Quinoa still had time to crack the formation when facing the enemy, wasn't this a slap in the face?

Wang Yang's face was hot and painful, he was injured by an ordinary monk who was not well-known, where did he put his face when it was spread?

One of his annoyed carps stood up, and with a roar of rage, he raised his spear again and stabbed it hard in the direction of Jiang Quinoa.

A cold and biting cool breeze suddenly rose, and then frost began to appear on the entire martial platform, spreading from under Wang Yang's feet, straight to the direction of Jiang Quinoa.

Jiang Quinoa's eyes froze, and with the scimitar as the fulcrum, he used his body to fly into the air, trying to fly up into the air to avoid the ice that spread.

But the frost seemed to have eyes, and it piled up in the air along the direction of Jiang Quinoa, and quickly spread to Jiang Quinoa's feet with lightning speed.

As soon as she made contact, the frost spread rapidly upward along Jiang Quinoa's body, and in the blink of an eye, she was completely frozen and turned into an ice sculpture.

She couldn't move anymore, and her body fell uncontrollably from the air, slamming heavily on the martial platform.

It's just that this ice is as hard as iron, even if it falls from the sky, it is not damaged at all, and it still seals the ginger quinoa tightly.

She lay on the ground, only one pair of eyes could move, and there was a hint of panic in her eyes.

Wang Yang sneered, and the blood on his cheeks was still falling down, adding a touch of evil charm to him.

He took a few steps closer with his spear in hand, and then stabbed at Jiang Quinoa, who had turned into an ice sculpture, and aimed at her flowery face.

He Wang Yang has always been a person who will repay him, and if the other party dares to hurt his face, then he will naturally redouble his dedication.

Even if you can't kill each other, you have to disgust them fiercely!

Thinking like this, he temporarily turned the spear, and the head of the spear shook violently, and when he looked at it again, the head of the spear had been changed, and it seemed to be painted with something black, and it looked shiny.

"Wang Yang!"

Wei Yanan in the audience shouted in surprise when she saw this, and she couldn't wait to rush to the stage to stop him.

Her eyes were red, and she was so anxious that she was about to cry, because Wang Yang actually used poison!

It's just a pity that the formation on the stage isolates everything, and even if she shouts below to break the sky, she can't be disturbed.

Luo Bai's face beside him also became heavy, victory or defeat was here, and he didn't know if Jiang Quinoa could succeed.

Everyone in the audience watched the spear stabbing at the ice sculpture's face, and they were so nervous that their hearts rose to their throats.

"Click!"

The ice on Jiang Quinoa's face was broken, and the head of the spear stabbed her face with precision, with a terrifying force.

Seeing that the spear head was about to pierce the skin, Jiang Quinoa violently transported the power of thunder and lightning in his body, covering every corner of the surface of his body, and then directly blasted the ice with a powerful force.

At the same time, she quickly grabbed the tip of the spear with her bare hands, jumped up out of thin air, and stood upright on the stage with a flip upright.

Her movements were extremely fast, and she grabbed the head of the gun and pulled it violently, and the force was so great that Wang Yang staggered forward.

Jiang Quinoa knew that Wang Yang was very good, so this spear became a tool to contain him!

She held the tip of the gun tightly and did not let go, allowing the head of the gun to cut through her palm, and the toxin seeped into the palm, and there was no intention of letting go.

The moment she saw Wang Yang staggering closer, she concentrated her strength on her right leg, and then kicked it out with precision.

"Hmm!"

Wang Yang's body that fell forward froze suddenly, and a sharp pain suddenly came from his crotch, almost sending him away on the spot.

His nerves were numb, and his head became blank in an instant, and he couldn't help but bend over and squat down.

Seeing this, Jiang Quinoa kicked out again, kicked diagonally from bottom to top, hit Wang Yang's chin, and directly kicked him backwards and flew out.

She doesn't feel embarrassed, after all, no matter the domestic cat and wild cat, if she can catch a mouse, she is a good cat, and her goal is to win in the battle.

Besides, Wang Yang relied on cultivation to bully her, and he couldn't do anything too much.

The thought flashed through Jiang Quinoa's heart, and she had already stepped forward again, and kicked Wang Yang down.

Didn't Wang Yang want to disfigure her face? Then she will let him experience this taste!

A hint of cunning flashed in Jiang Quinoa's eyes, and his lower foot was aimed directly at Wang Yang's face, one after another.

"Brother!"

Wang Jie didn't expect the battle situation to reverse so quickly, so nervous that he immediately rushed forward and tried to break through the formation.

Finding that it was useless, she slapped the formation vigorously and cursed loudly in her mouth.

"You let go of my brother! You slut! ”

"Do you know who my brother is? How dare you hit him! ”

"Slut, let go of my brother, otherwise my Wang family will hunt you down to the ends of the earth!"

Wang Jiehe had seen his younger brother being bullied like this by others, so he jumped to his feet in a hurry, and turned his head to vent his anger on the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect.

"It's all your fault, if something happens to my brother, I'll see how I'll clean you up!!"

She had lost her mind, her mind was distracted by her anger, and her anger was directed at her disciples for her incompetence.

The disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect were all as quiet as quails, and they lowered their heads to bear her anger, but everyone was not convinced.

Obviously, their sister and brother are not as good as others and want to provoke others, what does it matter to them?

(End of chapter)

Lewen