Ling Miao keenly caught the malice in Cheng Jinshu's eyes, but she was a little confused in her heart.

Strange, why does this Cheng Jinshu have such hostility towards himself? There is no injustice between them, even if there is any origin, it is because she stuck to Cheng Jinshu with a dead face in the past, and Cheng Jinshu can't look down on her, right?

She didn't hate him, but he hated her?

Ling Miao clasped her hands, "Cheng Jinshu, you seem to hate me very much, but I don't remember anything about me offending you. ”

Except for the punch she had given him on the day she left the Fire Sect, but that was also Cheng Jinshu's provocation first, and he deserved it.

Cheng Jinshu listened to the other party's question, his eyes sank, and a trace of confusion obviously flashed.

He had never thought about it, and he couldn't explain why.

He really hates Ling Miao, in the past, this little ghost hated when he liked to pester him, and now that she has changed her sex, he hates her even more, he doesn't like her transformation.

After all, even if he hated her, it wasn't a reason why she didn't take him seriously at all.

Moreover, this little ghost should not have repeatedly targeted Ling Yu and snatched things from Ling Yu's hands.

Cheng Jinshu had a cold face, "If you hate it, you hate it, what reason do you want." Since you can do something against Senior Sister Xiao Yu, don't blame others for disliking you. ”

“……”

This is a fool.

Ling Miao sneered and said, "Okay, my saliva is used to count money, not to reason with you." ”

The deacon glanced at the two of them, "Report to the house." ”

Cheng Jinshu: "Leaving the Fire Sect, Cheng Jinshu." ”

Ling Miao: "Yuehua Sect, Ling Miao." ”

The deacon's words of 'the game begins' fell, and Cheng Jinshu had already drawn his sword.

"Draw your sword."

Ling Miao clasped his arms and didn't move, "You don't deserve me to draw your sword." ”

"Huh."

Cheng Jinshu laughed angrily.

He tapped his toes sharply, raised his sword and stabbed towards Ling Miao, the speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Ling Miao.

With a swing of his long sword in the air, the sword qi swung away, and Ling Miao was bounced back a few steps, but in the next second, Cheng Jinshu's attack pursued.

The sword light flickered in mid-air, and Cheng Jinshu's moves were extremely fast, and the sword qi spread out in all moves, sweeping out several traces on the competition platform.

In the face of the opponent's attack full of aura, Ling Miao was not able to fight back with his bare hands, and was pursued several times for a while, repeatedly retreated, and was almost forced to the edge of the competition platform.

On the high platform, Situ Zhan sighed with relief, "The brocade book is still stable." ”

Below, Cheng Jinshu swept towards Ling Miao with a blow, the sword qi rippled, and Ling Miao dodged with a volley, but then Cheng Jinshu stabbed closer.

The child held his sword with one hand, and then was sent a few meters away.

Seeing this, the corners of Cheng Jinshu's mouth curled uncontrollably, he had already won this competition.

"Ling Miao, you are a waste in the Qi refining period, why are you so arrogant, today, let me teach you how to be a man."

Ling Miao's mood did not fluctuate, and she glanced at Cheng Jinshu playfully.

"Hehe, you want to teach me how to be a man?"

"It's not that hard."

As soon as she jumped up, she had already swung her fist towards Cheng Jinshu, "It's just a little easier than ascending to the sky!" ”

Cheng Jinshu was not to be outdone, the aura around his body skyrocketed, and the moment he swung his sword, the sword qi surged towards Ling Miao like a wave, and the shot was a killing move.

Ling Miao's face froze, and then, as soon as his hand touched the mustard seed ring, a black behemoth appeared in Ling Miao's hand.

The little girl held a black giant sword several times larger than her body, and swung around to swing Cheng Jinshu's sword qi, and the heavy big sword did not stop, but slashed directly towards Cheng Jinshu's position.

Cheng Jinshu looked at the big guy who suddenly appeared in Ling Miao's hand, his face changed, and he reflexively raised his sword, trying to block Ling Miao's attack.

But when Ling Miao's black giant sword collided with the long sword in his hand, the huge impact made his wrist go numb directly.

Knowing that he couldn't compete with this little ghost, Cheng Jinshu dodged sideways and jumped to the other side of the competition platform.

Ling Miao held the Xuantie sword and fell to Cheng Jinshu's position, the sword was carried on his shoulder, and he looked at Cheng Jinshu with a leisurely smile.

Cheng Jinshu looked gloomily at the child and sword standing opposite.

The giant sword in the little girl's hand was bigger than him, and he felt that he probably couldn't pick it up, and this little ghost actually wielded this giant sword to hit him with ease.

It's a monster!

Cheng Jinshu said gloomily: "Didn't you just say that you didn't draw your sword?" ”

"This is what Ling Miao said, what does it have to do with the current Ling Miao?"

Ling Miao's face was a little weak, and he couldn't see it at all.

"You are so simple, you will believe whatever others say."

"You ......"

Cheng Jinshu was furious, he rushed towards Ling Miao again, the sword qi was divided into several streams, and he rushed towards Ling Miao from all directions, and he himself raised his sword and stabbed straight forward.

Cheng Jinshu was almost about to step into the threshold of the late stage of Jindan, the aura was full of killing intent skyrocketing, and the speed was so fast that Ling Miao couldn't see it clearly, this blow was obviously towards Ling Miao's life.

On the stands, everyone in the Yuehua Sect looked unkind, this Cheng Jinshu was actually a killer in the sect?

On the competition platform, in the face of the sword qi that was outflanked from all directions, Ling Miao did not panic at all, although she couldn't see clearly, but the Xuantie Great Sword could see it clearly!

Ling Miao: 'Tiezi! Do it yourself! I'm holding the hilt of my sword! You go fight him! ’

Darkiron Greatsword: 'You beg me for help and call me Tiezi!?' ’

Ling Miao: "Gold? Do you move it yourself? ”

Darkiron Greatsword: "......"

In the next second, the child held the Xuantie Greatsword in his hand, and directly swung it in place and turned in all directions several times, and the afterimage of the Xuantie Greatsword formed several black giant wheels around her.

Although Cheng Jinshu's sword qi was many, it was not enough to see in front of the Xuantie Great Sword, and in a very short period of time, all the sword qi was dispersed.

Then, Ling Miao turned around, and the Xuantie Greatsword slammed into Cheng Jinshu again, directly cutting off his thrust, and by the way, splitting a crack in the competition platform, splashing gravel and dust.

Cheng Jinshu was shocked, took a few steps back, and doubts flashed in his eyes, he had already attacked with all his might, how could he feel that he didn't even take advantage of this little ghost.

He raised his sword to meet him again, and Ling Miao did not show weakness in brandishing the Xuantie Great Sword to fight with him.

On the high platform, Jiang Shang looked at the black giant sword in the little girl's hand and touched his chin with interest.

"Oh? Where did that greatsword come from? It seems that it is not ordinary. ”

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Sect Dabi Plate: Brothers, have you seen the black sword of Ling Miao, the fifth disciple of the Yuehua Sect? It's so spicy!