"Qinglan Body Method!"

"Frost Slash!"

"Damn, don't touch my hair!"

I have to say that the battle between men may be thrilling and bloody, which can make people watch heartily and bloodily.

But when it comes to the excitement of feasting the eyes, it has to look at the fights between women.

Especially, there are all beautiful women with flowers and moon appearances.

At this moment, the six rings were surrounded by water, and all around were male disciples.

There were more than a dozen disciples of the Punishment Hall guarding around each ring, for fear that there would be another farce like the one just now.

"I said why is the popularity of this Holy Maiden Conference a few points higher than that of the Disciple Conference......"

Lu Ming touched his chin with interest, "For these young people with strong blood, there is only one time a year to watch such a wonderful ring battle." ”

"Senior brother, don't you like to watch it?"

Lu Kangsheng and Yang Wei didn't know where to put their eyes for a long time, so they couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"Of course, you and I are as shallow as you ......"

"Tsk, just such a good opportunity, why didn't you just pick the other party's shawl?"

"What a red leaf saintess, what a rice bucket!"

Seeing that even the senior brother actually admired it together, Xia Xue suddenly felt a sour vinegar in her heart.

"Isn't it just a group of women fighting, what's there to see?"

"It turns out that the elder brother prefers that type ......"

After all, the people who climb the competition are all saints of various peaks, and they have good cultivation qualities, so they will naturally not be like Diao Min shrews, who use some tricks to pull their hair and shine their nails.

But it still makes everyone watch it with relish and feast their eyes.

Especially the Luoshui Holy Maiden An Luoxin, her hair danced with the wind, and she unfolded the goddess's swordsmanship, like a graceful dance.

Zhao Yanran, the Holy Maiden of the Cangyue, beat her opponent to the point that she was powerless, and almost the robe and skirt on her body were torn.

made a group of male disciples fascinated by it, and couldn't help but swallow and kowtow again and again.

The only regret is the Purple Moon Holy Maiden Yang Ziyue.

In three battles in a row, each battle defeated the enemy with a sword, and his feet never moved.

As a result, they were unable to see the style, and they were extremely sorry.

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.

The sun hung in the sky, and it was three o'clock in the sun.

As the battles were in full swing, there were constantly saintesses who were defeated and eliminated, and left with red eyes.

After many screenings, of the previous more than 300 saints, only the last dozen remained.

Lu Ming had enough of his eyes, and returned to his seat and stood with his arms crossed, with a trace of solemnity on his face.

Because at this moment, in the ring in front of him, one of the few suspenseful battles is about to begin.

Purple Moon Holy Maiden Yang Ziyue, against Luoshui Holy Maiden An Luoxin.

This wonderful battle of strong showdown also attracted the onlookers of the nine adults in the audience.

"These two saintesses seem to have just won six or seven games in a row, right?"

"In the face of an opponent like the Luoshui Holy Maiden, even the Purple Moon Holy Maiden should have to be serious, right? This time I finally had a chance to see her in battle! ”

"What do you call that? The Holy Maiden of Luoshui is not bad, right? ”

"Her goddess swordsmanship is superb, and her cultivation is so much ahead of a small realm, the Purple Moon Holy Maiden is definitely not her opponent!"

"Luoshui Holy Maiden, come on!"

"Purple Moon Holy Maiden, come on!"

For a while, the disciples who were watching around were basically divided into two factions.

Those who support An Luoxin naturally bet heavily on her, looking forward to taking this opportunity to make a windfall.

And those who support Yang Ziyue are the punters who support Zhao Yanran and other saints.

The opponent's opponent is a friend, how can they not understand such a simple truth?

The two women were in the ring, facing each other several meters apart, hugging each other's fists.

"Senior Sister Ziyue, you are not my opponent."

An Luoxin stood with his sword in his hand and said lightly, "This time, my goddess peak is determined to win the position of leader." ”

"You are a good person, I advise you to take the initiative to abstain and admit defeat."

"Throw in the towel?"

Yang Ziyue was slightly stunned, and in her eyes, which had been calm and indifferent, there was finally a trace of fierce battle intent.

"Senior Sister Luo Xin, thank you for your kind words and persuasion."

"I've never been someone to be persuaded, though."

I have come this far, where is the reason to admit defeat?

Not to mention anything else, just fighting for herself for the senior brother, she must not lose the billion spirit stones she took out.

"Stubborn!"

An Luoxin's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of coldness in her beautiful eyes.

With He Yulian's "start", the two of them drew their swords at the same time and rushed towards each other, and the sharp blades collided together in mid-air.

"This ...... How is this possible?! ”

The surrounding onlookers were stunned, and their faces were suddenly full of surprise, "The Purple Moon Holy Maiden on the first level of the Sect Master actually directly overwhelmed the Luoshui Holy Maiden on the second layer of the Grandmaster in terms of strength?" ”

"How did such a slender and slender figure burst out with such terrifying power?"

Yang Ziyue changed her previous cold appearance and took the initiative to launch an aggressive offensive.

In just a few battles, An Luoxin's pace was messy, and he had to retreat and dodge in embarrassment.

Ignoring the gap in a small realm, he has the absolute upper hand as soon as he comes up.

Seemingly...... The Purple Moon Holy Maiden not only has a beautiful appearance, but she is also vigorous and resolute in fighting, and she is a few points more ruthless than men.

"Senior Sister Ziyue is so powerful!"

Xia Xue couldn't help but clench her fists and said excitedly, "The Zixia Sword Technique she has used has reached the point of being superb!" ”

"If it goes on like this, it's only a matter of time before we win......"

Lu Ming originally thought that he would win, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a smile on his chest.

However, in the next second, he sensed that something was wrong and frowned slightly.

Yang Ziyue's sharp blow that she intended to win was easily dodged by An Luoxin, and the side of her body was easily dodged.

It seems that with this dodge as a node, the battle situation has changed dramatically in an instant.

An Luoxin, who had originally retreated and dodged, began to launch a frantic counterattack, and the blade of the sword came towards him like a storm, each sword pointed directly at the vital point.

Yang Ziyue was caught off guard, her pace was instantly disordered, and it was extremely difficult to dodge, let alone seize the gap to fight back.

The situation between the two sides suddenly reversed without warning, causing many people's eyes to widen in shock and not recover for a long time.

"What's the matter with the Holy Maiden of Luoshui...... Suddenly so violent? ”

"Didn't you fight before you took the stage?"

Everyone was full of suspicion and whispered in whispers.

Lu Ming frowned, suddenly thought of something, and suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the goddess peak viewing seat on the side.