Dong Ran carried a big knife and staggered to the stage.

Zhuohua's movements paused.

She originally thought that it would be Dong Ke who came to power, but she didn't expect it to be Dong Ran.

What is this guy trying to do?

Zhuohua glanced at Dong Ke who was standing in the corner with a dark color, and his heart was very vigilant.

She also discovered that among these people, this Dong Ke was the one who thought the most.

It is not so much that the boss of this team is Dong Ran, but that it is Dong Ke who hides behind and gives advice that really plays a decisive role.

Dong Ran stood on the stage, exhaled lightly, and then slammed the big knife on the stage with a "bang".

There are previous scholars to compare, so at a glance, Dong Ran's figure looks even more burly.

"Sister, I won't show mercy in today's battle."

Yesterday's various things have long passed away like the wind, and the slightest unbearable has already been thrown out of the clouds.

"Tsk." Zhuohua smiled with his eyebrows, "After all this time, how do you know if I'm still standing still?" ”

In the previous fight with the scholars, Zhuo Hua didn't use much force. Therefore, Dong Ran didn't know what Zhuohua's true strength was.

However, there was still a trace of arrogance in his heart.

No matter what, Zhuohua won't be able to increase his strength too much in this time, right?

What's more, although Zhuo Hua is a sword cultivator, he is also a sword cultivator, and he still has a strong self-confidence.

"Don't say it too soon."

Dong Ran shouted, and rushed forward with a knife.

Zhuo Hua snorted coldly and replied impatiently, "You talk a lot of nonsense. ”

She was not frightened by Dong Ran's momentum, on the contrary, she was also aroused with a strong fighting spirit.

Chaoyang couldn't bear the provocation of the "ugly monster" on the other side, so he let out a light roar and greeted him with Zhuohua's movements.

It wasn't until Zhuohua approached him that Dong Ran realized that perhaps, he really underestimated Zhuohua.

The slightest wisp of wind in the air seemed to carry a faint murderous aura, blowing across Dong Ran's cheeks, making him feel a little numb in his scalp. ァ新ヤ~(8)~1~Chinese網ωωω.. còм <, domain name, remember that the web is updated the fastest Mobile: /m.. /

"Drink! Look at the moves! ”

The sword is a little clumsier than the sword, but its power is a bit stronger than that of a sword of the same level.

Dong Ran forcibly turned around, the knife in his hand glowed with silver light, scraped an arc in the air, and then slashed horizontally.

This move did not leave the slightest emotion, as if it was going to cut off Zhuohua.

Zhuo Hua's footsteps quickly moved to the side, turned sideways, and slashed towards the knife in Dong Ran's hand with Chaoyang.

"Ding!"

The two collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Zhuohua's current cultivation is not too high, otherwise, with Chaoyang's grade, he can easily split that ugly big knife into a pile of crumbs.

Chaoyang couldn't help but be a little discouraged.

Chaoyang and his master had the same heart, Zhuohua pursed his lips, and his move to attack Dong Ran was more ruthless.

Dong Ran didn't understand why Zhuo Hua seemed to be stimulated by something, and suddenly his shot became so ruthless.

But he didn't have time to think about it so much, so he could only block it with all his might, and he was a little passive for a while.

Everyone squinted their eyes and stared carefully at the stage. Many people with low cultivation can only see the corners of their clothes that keep flying up and down, but they can't see the movements of the two clearly.

Swords and swords collide with each other, bursting with sparks.

Zhuo Hua took a deep breath and took a few steps back sharply, letting Dong Ran's attack miss.