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Chapter 68 Spark Burning Knife "Two Watches".

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"In the third scene, Yang Miao ......" The middle-aged deacon of the Yunyang Sect took out two jade plates from the small box, looked at the four people under him and said, "Luo Jin." ”

"It's really bad luck. Lu Shaoyou's face was slightly gloomy, this is really unlucky, Wang Guang's strength level of the nine-fold warrior, his own fourfold warrior, this difference is too big, the difference is a big hurdle, not to mention the five-fold difference.

"It seems that I don't have a chance to have a good fight with you three-line martial artists this time. Yang Miao said to Lu Shaoyou, and then her delicate and convex body gracefully climbed onto the stone platform.

Luo Jin looked helpless, and also jumped onto the stone platform, this is also his best luck, at least on the surface, he is better for Yang Miao than against Wang Guang of the Wang family and Lu Shaoyou of the Lu family.

Under the stone platform, the only ones left are Lu Shaoyou and Wang Guang, Lu Dong, Lu Wushuang, Lu Xi and others, their expressions also changed slightly at this time, although they knew that Lu Shaoyou was extraordinary, but this was a six-fold level, and the difference in strength was too great, in their eyes, Lu Shaoyou was only a triple warrior, and Lu Shaoyou hid a heavy level of strength.

Only Zhao Hui and Lu Shaohu smiled when they saw this, and even Zhou Lixing and Lu Nan, Zhou Haiming and the three of them also sneered faintly, waiting to see Lu Shaoyou defeated.

"Rokin, you are the double samurai, you are not my opponent, surrender. Yang Miao, who was dressed in a strong suit, looked at Luo Jin and said.

"Whether it is an opponent or not, you have to compare it to know, even if it is not an opponent, my Luo family has no one to surrender. Luo Jin said indifferently.

As soon as these words came out, the patriarch of the Luo family on the referee seat suddenly smiled slightly, very satisfied, and also made the onlookers have a lot of good impressions.

"Okay, then I'll let you do it first. Yang Miaohong pouted.

"Then you're welcome. After the voice fell, Luo Jin knew that his strength was weak, so he was naturally not polite, and his body jumped, and a burst of red true qi surged out from his body.

At this moment in the sky, the handprint in Luo Jin's hand was formed, and a scimitar with a diameter of half a meter appeared in his hand, above the blade, dark red light flickered, and a groove snaked out along the tip of the knife, with a cold light, this knife was obviously not an ordinary thing.

The scimitar slashed through an arc, and then swept towards Yang Miao as it cut through the air.

"It's good to come. Yang Miao chuckled, the handprint in his hand was knotted, and a red scabbard long sword appeared in his hand without losing time, the long sword was unsheathed, and several sword shadows were quickly rotated in his hand, with a dazzling arc, like a spirit snake, extremely flexible and vicious, instantly blocking Luo Jin's scimitar.

The sword light and sword shadows staggered in the sky, dazzling quickly, the two figures separated, Luo Jin's face was already a little pale, the scimitar slashed lightly, and a faint spark burst out, with a cold sword light, it cut towards Yang Miao again.

"Sneer......"

Yang Miaojiao's body was vertical, and the true qi suddenly exploded, and her body turned into a vague shadow and swept towards Luo Jin like lightning, this speed was extremely fast, and at the same time, on the long sword in her hand, the true qi poured in, and it also appeared with a piece of flame, and the sword cut through the air and slashed towards Luo Jin.

Luo Jin's expression did not change, knowing that his strength was low, and he couldn't take any advantage of resisting Yang Miao, and instantly his toes hit the ground, and the true qi under his feet surged out, and his figure took a few steps back as if teleporting, and the scimitar in his hand slashed out horizontally, with a strong strength with a trace of blazing flames, a faint arc of fire appeared in the air in front of him, and the sharp sound of breaking the wind kept whining.

Yang Miaojiao's body turned sideways, the handprint in her hand quickly knotted, the long sword suddenly changed direction, and pulled out a sword shadow, which was also a fire attribute true qi shot out, and the sword shadow wrapped the entire space, enveloping Luo Jin with a bang.

"Bell Bell ......" In a flash of lightning and flint, between the splashing of firelight, the two bodies retreated separately, but Luo Jin was indeed obviously defeated, and his figure staggered backwards.

"Come again. Yang Miao was unforgiving, the delicate body retreated, the tip of the sword was inserted into the stone platform, and a trace was brought out on the stone platform to stabilize the body, and then the delicate body was a little on tiptoe, and the figure rose again, the body flipped in mid-air, and then kicked his feet towards the sky, his body was like a predatory goshawk, and the lightning shot straight into Luo Jin's head, the long sword in his hand, pulled out several sword shadows, and the temperature of the entire space was also rising rapidly.

"Patriarch Yang, Ling Nu is extraordinary, her talent is extremely strong, and the use of this martial art is also superb, and she can control it freely, which is no worse than talent. Looking at the two people on the stone platform, the white eyebrow elders of the Yunyang Sect couldn't help but praise, sometimes, the ability to react in this fierce battle is just as important as their own cultivation talent, any strong person is definitely not able to succeed by cultivation, only in countless fierce battles, can a strong person be truly honed.

"In the future, we will have to rely on Elder Baimei to cultivate more. Yang Xiangfeng smiled and said, naturally quite satisfied with his daughter's appearance.

"That's natural, Ling Nu's talent, coupled with her appearance, it is not difficult to stand out in the Yunyang Sect, and when the time comes, there is a great chance of becoming a disciple of the lineage. Elder Bai Mei said with a smile, dual-line martial artists, no accident, it is almost a sure thing to become a personal disciple of the Yunyang Sect.

Lu Shaoyou was also watching the battle on the stage at this time, but in his mind, he kept thinking about how he should deal with Wang Guang, the difference in strength was too big, and it seemed that he could only deal with Zhou Haiming, looking for an opportunity to take advantage of his unpreparedness to make a move in one fell swoop.

The stone platform was already fierce at this time, and the two figures kept fighting, and slowly, Luo Jin was already * to the edge of the stone platform.

"Spark Sword. Luo Jin shouted, and suddenly the true qi around his body surged hot, and suddenly surged out of his body, and the true qi swirled around his body, making the whole body strange with a trace of flames, the sword rose sharply, and the scimitar kept rotating in front of him, as if it was like the pages of a fan kept rotating, and instantly formed a circular knife fireball, and the surrounding air turned into white mist and dissipated.

Then this fireball burst out of his hand, and pressed down towards Yang Miao, at this time Luo Jin was already pale, this spark sword was very powerful, but this was also to consume the true qi of the measure, until the end, he would not show his hole cards.

"Hokage Sword. Yang Miaojiao snorted, under this Luo Jin's spark sword, she didn't dare to be careless, in her hand, the true qi gushed out, a fiery breath, and then shrouded the stone platform, the long sword in her hand, in an instant, dozens of sword rays were drawn, the sword light shrouded the space, and then twisted towards the sword fireball.