Chapter 392: Trap (2)

In the corner, a male examinee in pale black clothes leaned against the stone wall, gasping for breath, blood flowing down his body and dripping all over the ground.

On the ground in front of him, there was a sharp sword that condensed with blood.

Hearing the sound coming from the entrance of the cave, he clenched his sword tightly, and his eyes were like the sharp sword in his hand, shining with a cold light.

Even when I saw the word stall on the lantern, I didn't put away my momentum.

Into the cave to set up a stall?

The devil believes!

Luo Qingyin ignored the vigilance in his eyes, smiled slightly, and asked, "Hey, do you need rejuvenation powder?" ”

The examinee pursed his lips tightly, and a thousand blades of wind appeared around him, with an invisible murderous aura, shooting straight towards Luo Qingyin.

Luo Qingyin dared to enter the cave, and he would definitely not be unprepared.

The moment the wind rose, the corners of Luo Qingyin's lips lifted, and a touch of blue water attribute Xuan Qi instantly entered the Azure Water Spirit Sword, and immediately turned into a column of water gushing out.

The water meets the wind, like a tornado on a rainy day, the wind and rain are churning in mid-air, and after a while, the wind blade disappears, and the water falls to the ground with a clatter, and the sword in Luo Qingyin's hand is drawn again, and the water on the ground turns into a water dragon and hits his face!

"Fourth Order Martial Artist."

The examinee's face was bloodless, but he poked out the bottom of Luo Qingyin's bottom at the first time of the fight, and swept the water dragon with a sword.

Luo Qingyin's sword stiffened, and a touch of fishy sweetness immediately surged in his mouth.

What a strong strength!

This was the first strong opponent she encountered when she entered the Valley of Trials.

Lei Yan immediately rushed up, opening his mouth to spew out flames.

Luo Qingyin stretched out his hand to stop it, and was about to speak, when suddenly there was a sound of small footsteps outside.

Listen to the sounds, there are quite a few of them.

"The blood stains disappeared at the entrance of the cave, and Zhan Zheng must be in the cave. Quick, surround the cave! A cold female voice shouted, "Whoever can kill Zhan Zheng will get five hundred points!" ”

The voice was full of commanding command, and the end note contained a habit that she was very familiar with.

The maid of the Medicine King's Palace?

Luo Qingyin faintly felt that she had accidentally fallen into the trap set by the Medicine King Palace......

"The old man is going to kill them!" Lei Yan couldn't help but say, and immediately rushed out of the hole.

Within a few moments, there were screams outside, mixed with angry shouting and swearing.

"Kill it!"

"That's a spirit animal! You can get five hundred points for killing spirit beasts! ”

"Lead it over here!

"Ahhhh

Listening to the sound outside the cave, Luo Qingyin calmed down, looked at the person with a stiff back and a sudden change in his face, and the corners of his lips hooked up with a seven-point smile and three points of ridicule: "Zhan Zheng, the second place in the rankings, is that you?" ”

The mobile stalls for several days in a row were not in vain, Luo Qingyin sold pills, in addition to making money and earning points, he also learned about every possible opponent with the help of the process of selling pills.

The second battle in the rankings, walking alone, cultivating as the eighth order of martial arts, is the person with the highest cultivation among the candidates in this year. is good at swords, because he once surpassed Gong Danting to win the first place, and was strangled by a small group led by Gong Danting.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

For the sake of his eighth-order martial arts cultivation, Luo Qingyin decided not to kill him.

"You!" Zhan Zheng stared closely, and a terrifying sword momentum erupted around his body, however, in less than two seconds, his aura suddenly weakened, and he bent down and spit out a mouthful of heavy blood, and his face, which was as white as paper, was flushed with abnormal blood red, which actually hurt his internal organs.

Luo Qingyin's eyebrows raised slightly: "Tsk." ”

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