Zhuo Hua took a step back with one of his feet, and then jumped up, and an attack rushed towards Han Xiu with great momentum.

Han Xiu's eyebrows raised, and he unhurriedly sent out a sword move, only to see a light purple lightning bolt slash at Zhuohua's attack, easily dissolving her attack.

Zhuohua's eyes shone slightly, and it was actually Lei Linggen.

Before she could come back to her senses, Han Xiu disappeared in front of her. Zhuohua released his divine sense, and hurriedly dodged to the other end with his luck fluttering cloud footwork.

Really.

"Zila."

The place where she had just stood was charred black.

"Sss Zhuohua gasped, but fortunately he flashed quickly.

Han Xiu saw that he couldn't strike a blow, and his eyebrows and eyes became more and more cold. In his spare eye, he saw that there were already people who had completed the winning streak, and he couldn't help but feel a little impatient in his heart.

Zhuo Hua heard him shout, and instantly felt a majestic force forcing him, and he seemed to be locked in place by this force, and he couldn't even use the Floating Cloud Step.

The onlookers were also stunned by this force.

It's as if even the air is scorched.

Zhuohua's hair fluttered slightly, and she flicked out a beautiful sword flower with a twist of her wrist.

Han Xiu didn't use all her strength, so this Fengyue Slashing Hua only used seventy percent of her spiritual power to block it.

A burst of white light flashed, and the area that was originally covered with thunder and lightning made Zhuohua cut a hole.

Seeing this, the battle intent in Han Xiu's eyes was even stronger.

However, it seemed that he found that if he was entangled, the two of them would not be able to bargain for anything, so Han Xiu changed his previous ruthless playing style.

Zhuo Hua only felt a subtle purple light coming towards her sword, and she subconsciously slashed it away with the twilight return, only to find that the light actually crawled down the sword body to her hand. The sudden feeling of being electrocuted almost made her throw the sword in her hand. Looking at Han Xiu, who looked proud, Zhuo Hua was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

The onlookers were stunned by this reversal. Didn't you just live and die, and never die? Why did it suddenly become harmonious?

Zhuohua rolled his eyes, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

As soon as she turned her steps, she rushed towards Han Xiu with a sword in her right hand, but she quietly pinched a spell in her left hand.

Han Jian was about to raise his sword to meet him, but suddenly felt a flash of white light in front of him, shaking him so much that he couldn't open his eyes.

"Sss The tingling sensation in his eyes caused him to close his eyes in a hurry, and at the same moment as he closed his eyes, the sword of the burning flower was firmly resting on his neck.

After the white light dissipated, he slowly opened his eyes, looking at the sword that was shining with cold light around his neck, Han Xiu felt bitter in his heart.

"I lost." He bowed his head in frustration.

Zhuo Hua smiled, raised his hand and put away the sword.

"Despicable." Han Xiu looked at Zhuo Hua and flattened his mouth as if he was a villain.

"Each other, each other." Zhuohua snorted coldly at him.

Han Xiu blushed angrily, stuffed a few elixirs into his mouth, and stepped off the stage without looking back.

And Zhuohua was sent to the other side by a burst of light. When it was finally done, she breathed a sigh of relief and began to look around.

"Jinxuan!" Zhuohua jumped up and waved his hand.

"Peaches." Finally seeing a familiar person, Su Jinxuan hurriedly ran towards Zhuohua, the bun on her head trembled with her running, very cute.

"Why are you so embarrassed?" Zhuohua raised his hand and brushed the hair on her sideburns, wiping off the ash on her face.

At this time, Su Jinxuan's white dress could no longer see its original color, and there was a big hole in the skirt.

This waiting area can't use spiritual power, and it can't use the cleaning technique, so Su Jinxuan had to stay like this for the first time.

Zhuohua looked down at himself, except for a few places where his skirt was accidentally scorched, he really had nothing to do with the word embarrassment. She looked at the people around her, and it seemed to be okay.

So, is this exclusive to the heroine? But why is it the grayest cub in the crowd?