But Song Qingyun glanced back at Sang Luo's direction and smiled at her, Sheng.

The young man was dressed in green clothes, smiling dazzlingly and high-spirited, he knew what his senior sister was thinking.

Senior Sister felt that holding the position of the fifth seat was not worthy of him, but the glory of the sect, he also wanted to fight for it!

Perhaps in the eyes of the senior sister, he is a little junior brother who stands behind her all the time and needs her protection.

But he also wanted to be able to stand side by side with his senior sister and jointly maintain the glory of Xuanyuan Sect!

"Chongming Sword Technique Ninth Style!"

Song Qingyun took out his sword and headed towards Lin Qinghan.

Lin Qinghan didn't seem to expect Song Qingyun to have such a strong explosive power, he seemed to underestimate the enemy.

He clenched the immortal sword in his hand, and no longer dared to underestimate the enemy, the spiritual energy in the spiritual sea soared, and a touch of dark blue crossed the dark pupils, and Lin Qinghan pulled out this last sword with all his might-

"Immortal Slash!"

This was the second time he had used this sword.

For the first time, it was the Demon Gate, in the life-and-death battle with Po Suxue.

The second time, right now!

A radius of thousands of miles was covered in frost, and Lin Qinghan flew up and went straight to Song Qingyun's sword.

The sword qi surged in the air, and the two auras even broke through the aura cover directly.

A figure flew down from the martial arts stage, Sang Luo did not doubt that he had him, and flew up to catch the person.

Song Qingyun suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, raised his eyes to look at Sang Luo, and blamed himself a little,

"I'm sorry, sister, I lost."

If Sang Luo hadn't seen that he was injured at the moment, he would have slapped him to death,

"What do you compare to him, he's seven years older than you!"

And for Tianjiao in the cultivation realm, seven years, he can do a lot of things!

On the stage, Lin Qinghan got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Song Qingyun from a distance, and opened his mouth openly,

"If I had been seven years ago, I would not have been your opponent."

Song Qingyun is very strong.

And Fang Cai's sword, which he kept in order to compete for the top spot in Xiaotian.

But Song Qingyun forced him to make this sword in advance.

After all, it was a competition on the martial arts stage, and both of them moved their real character, so it was naturally impossible for Sang Luo to blame Lin Qinghan.

Chu Yanshu gave Song Qingyun a pulse, his face was solemn, he took a pill from his arms and took it, and said,

"The injury is not light, go to Xihe Palace."

To heal him, you have to use the aura of the big tsubaki tree.

“.”

In the Xihe Palace, Murong Chuxue was standing under the big chun tree in a daze.

Sang Luo and Chu Yanshu hurriedly came in from outside with Song Qingyun in their arms, Murong Chuxue turned around and looked at Song Qingyun in Sang Luo's arms, frowning slightly,

"What's wrong?"

"He forcibly improved his cultivation in the battle, and he devoured the spirit vein."

Sang Luo looked at Murong Chuxue,

"I have to borrow my uncle's Xihe Hall to heal my wounds."

Murong Chuxue looked at the injuries on Song Qingyun's body and asked,

"Fight with whom? Kunwu Sword Sect's innate sword bone? ”

Sang Luo nodded,

"Yes."

Murong Chuxue glanced at Song Qingyun, in her impression, this little disciple is very talented, but he does not have a strong sense of presence in the sect, and in the past, he would only practice swords in the snowfall peak, even if he went out, he followed Sang Luo, and he wanted to be a milk doll that people would protect.

At this moment, he was forcibly promoted in the battle.

"It's a bit bloody."

Murong Chuxue watched Song Qingyun speak, raised his hand and condensed a spiritual power, which entered his body.

This is like a disciple of her Xuanyuan Sect.

Sang Luo looked at the approval in Murong Chuxue's eyes, silently closed his mouth, and did not speak.

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