Bing Ruo's side has been entangled in the center by the rest of the Tianchi sect disciples, Bing's swordsmanship is fantastic, and relying on Lian Bi's spiritual power, although he is not injured, but he is trapped in Tianchen by the Tianchi disciples led by Xuan Lang, but he is completely unable to withdraw to help Yu Qing.

Yu Qing had already made a move to stab Fan Sheng in the direction of his fall, the front force was lost, and the back force was not continued, how could he have thought that Fan Sheng could withdraw in the air for the second time. The body is difficult to move, but the sharp sword turns abruptly, and goes upward, and a move of lotus breaks the sky and pours out all the spiritual power, and the supreme mastery of the Youlian swordsmanship appears again, and the sword light of Fan Sheng's four falls is greeted by life.

Swords meet each other, sparks splash everywhere!

The powerful fluctuations swept away the formation of the Tianchi disciples not far away!

In Fan Sheng's astonishment, Yu Qing, who was pressed to the ground by the fluctuations, had already bounced up and entangled again. The sword light danced wildly, and the white shadow and the green shadow were entangled. Others only heard the voice, but they couldn't see the two of them, and the sword was extremely fast!

The more Yu Qing fought, the more panicked he became, and the more he fought, the more anxious he became. Ling Yuejian had already exhausted all of her spiritual power, but she was barely able to tie with the man who was only attacking her own game! Since she became the Young Valley Master at the age of thirteen, she had never been so anxious!

Flustered, distracted by the sword, Yu Qing simply forced Fan Sheng to lose his rules together. In the wrong hand, Fan Sheng's long sword stabbed at Yu Qing's waist, but Yu Qing was used to not letting go of the upper plate, and in an instant, blood beads splashed!

The long sword pierced through the abdomen, and the power of Yuqing's floating air faded away, and he fell to the ground in response.

"Girl, in the next ......" Fan Sheng also panicked. He had already said that he would only capture the plate, but Shicai was really flustered in swordsmanship and accidentally injured Yu Qing, and he had already collected his sword at this moment and was waiting to check Yu Qing's injury.

But Yu Qing, who didn't want to fall to the ground, was not as fragile as she imagined, she thought that her strength was the second in Youlian Valley, how could she be carrying her own face at this moment!

God knows, at such a critical juncture, what Yu Qing was thinking about was the nine swords that harmed himself in order to give Ling Yue Sword a chance to survive in the Youcao graduation assessment four years ago.

Nine swords, eighteen holes. The feeling of the long sword passing through the body, is that what it is...

At this moment, Yu Qing's chaotic heart suddenly calmed down.

With her strength, she shouldn't have lost so embarrassingly in front of Fan Sheng, but Bingruo's inexplicable closeness to others disturbed her mood, and the chaotic state of mind could naturally only use messy sword moves, and if she couldn't calm down, she could only desperately output spiritual power recklessly.

But at this moment, Yu Qing's mind finally calmed down.

The little spiritual power left is smoothed out little by little, and it is no longer wasted in an orderly manner. Yu Qing's mind is extremely transparent, she can't lose this competition.

It's just a Tianchi disciple, if he can't even deal with this, if he returns with a big defeat on the first plane out of the valley, what face will he have to go back to the valley again! What kind of face do you have to question Bingruo's thoughts...

Brother Ruo, what is the relationship between you and that Ke Yi'er and that fox......

Ling Yuejian suddenly struggled in his hand, but was held in his hand by Yu Qing. The sword had warned itself countless times that it must never use the power of the evil god again. The power of the evil god and Ling Yue's creation spirit power are compatible, after the last outbreak, Ling Yue's creation power has been weakened by ninety percent, and in the past, he could even reshape his heart, but at this moment, even the wound on Yu Qing's waist could not heal instantly. If you fuse with the evil god again, I am afraid that the power of creation will no longer be able to be used.

But at this moment, Yuqing, where can he care about the consequences.

If this battle is lost, how can we talk about the future?

The last trace of green faded, and Ling Yue's sword turned into a transparent inky black. A thick black mist filled Yu Qing's eyes. Fan Sheng didn't even have time to stop it, and the black mist in front of him flashed, and he had already pierced into the chaotic camp here like a sword.

The Lianbi short sword in Bing Ruo's hand trembled rapidly, opening the cyan enchantment to protect the master, but it was only for a moment, Bing Ruo didn't know what was happening, Yu Qing was already standing outside the crowd, his wrist flashed fluorescent, and the Ling Yue Sword had already changed back into a dark green sword body.

And the dozen or so Tianchi disciples behind him, except for Xuan Lang, who had already evacuated at some point, had all fallen to the ground and had their hands and feet cut off! Even Fan Sheng, who was the leader, was knocked to the ground and unconscious, but he was not cut off by Yu Qing.

The power of one blow is terrifying!

Bingruo finally knew that he was in a coma and missed, how did Yuqing win in the last battle of the day's selection match.

Blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and Yu Qing fell to the ground immediately after Fan Sheng. Ling Yuejian turned into a bracelet and returned to his left wrist, but it turned a strange dark green color.

Flying up to catch the fainted Yu Qing, Bingruo's head was still a little disobedient. This series of accidents made him chaotic, what was the source of this explosive power, and why was it so similar to the power of his own blackening back then?Yu Qing's control over Ling Yuejian had always been very good, how could he suddenly be counterattacked by Ling Yuejian today?

Looking at Fan Sheng, who was lying unconscious on the ground, Bingruo didn't bother to care, since Yu Qing left him alive, he wouldn't go to the snake, he just picked up Yu Qing, who was bleeding constantly, and left the scene quickly.

It's just that all the people of Tianchi Sect have been knocked down by Yu Qing, and Bing Ruo has already evacuated with Yu Qing as fast as possible, but he still hasn't been able to get rid of the chasing soldiers who don't know when to follow.

Unlike the disciples of the Tianchi faction, the new pursuers were all dressed in black, with masks covering their faces, and it was impossible to tell which sect they were. It stands to reason that decent disciples should disdain to do such a hidden thing, but Bingruo can't think of anyone other than those so-called famous and decent people who want to hunt down Yu Qing like this.

After fleeing for a night and a day, the two of them did not ride horses, and at this moment, Yu Qing was counterattacked by Ling Yuejian and fell into a coma. If it weren't for Bai Nuannuan, who turned into a fox body on his shoulder, to supply Bing Ruo with some spiritual power from time to time, his true qi would not be able to be used, and with Lian Bi's excessive consumption of spiritual power, he would have been unable to build up light skills.

These men in black seem to know Bingruo very well. They clearly knew that Bingruo could not use the broken sword at his waist, and even the Bi short sword could only be used within a short distance of his left hand, so he had to pick up Yu Qing with his right hand.

Bingruo, who was limited by Yu Qing in his arms, opened the door of his entire right body, and in the face of such a number of enemies, he could only keep running for his life if he was not sure that he would win with one blow and kill everyone.

The spiritual power in his body burned out little by little, and the muscles and veins all over his body were filled with scorching pain. A whole day has passed since July 15, but he still hasn't drunk Yu Qing's blood to detoxify, and he may fall down in a matter of minutes.

But the pursuers behind him chased after him, and once he fell, he had no power to return to the sky.

At this moment, if Bing Ruo is isolated and helpless, he will not enter a drop of water for a day and a night, and there is not much time to hold on, so instead of sitting and waiting, he will simply give it a go!

Having made up his mind, Bingruo, who had been walking quickly, suddenly drew a circle with his right foot forward and turned around. But he didn't want Bai Nuannuan on his shoulder to accidentally turn into a ball and bounce out, rolling far away on the ground.

"Hey, you, you, you!" shouted the white furball that was crawling up.

However, without giving Bai Nuannuan a chance to complain, Bingruo had already put Yuqing in his arms on the ground not far from Bai Nuannuan, untied the broken sword on his waist and stuck it aside, and said: "The broken sword has shone in Qing'er's hand, if you encounter danger, you can forcibly hit the spiritual power to enter, maybe it will protect you." ”

The enemy he has to deal with does not know the details, and since he is ruined, he cannot have any worries.

Bingruo, who turned around, walked towards the clearing in the forest, his left hand was crossed in front of his chest, and Lian Bi's short sword glowed with blue and purple fluorescence again, his spiritual power was not much left, so it was better to have a good time with them!

The people in black who had been chasing after him also stepped forward and surrounded Bingruo. Everyone was on alert, and even the air seemed to condense.

A faint cyan fluorescence seeped out of Bing Ruo's whole body, the corners of his mouth hooked, and Bing Ruo's short blade waved, rushing into the crowd like lightning.

The Great War is imminent!

The machete that a person slashed head-on flashed sideways, picked up the long sword that stabbed at the waist of a person, turned around and kicked a person in front of the door, Bingruo's move was fast and ruthless, and Lianbi short sword was slashed diagonally towards the neck of a person.

However, the people in black all have exquisite knife skills and superb skills. How could they be easily defeated? The coerced person was out of danger with a slight leap, and immediately drew his knife and slashed back.

Pushing aside the fast and ruthless blade of the man in black, Bingruo's heel almost stepped into the dirt. It seems that if you don't explain some real skills, you won't be able to get through today's level.

The spiritual power around his body was injected into Lian Bi, and the faint purple light of the short sword became stronger and stronger. Yuqing's case is first, and the enemy is now, but it is not the time to lose his mind and be counterattacked. His mind is very clear, he wants to persevere, and his task is to protect.

The tearing began again, and in the darkness I saw the green mangs waving, bursting out with dazzling fierce light, and every time Lian Bi's blue-purple light flashed, there was the sound of flesh tearing. Blood flowers in the sky splashed in all directions.

Of course, this blood is not just the man in black. Bingruo's spiritual power was already on the verge of exhaustion, and it was already a miracle to hold on to it at this moment. Although this life-for-life style of fighting successfully killed several men in black, he was already scarred on his body.

After a pause, his foot power was vain, and he could no longer flash the carved long knife of the black-clothed man in front of him. I had to raise my short sword to meet it.

The black-clothed man wielding the knife was so powerful and terrifying that Bingruo was shocked to the point that his mouth was numb, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. Several long knives immediately pursued him, threatening to pierce Bingruo's chest.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light flickered in the air. Everyone was stung in the eyes by the bright light. By the time the vision with the faint moonlight came into Bingruo's eyes again, the long knife that had just approached in front of him and was powerless to resist had been broken.

"Without the main hall, you really can't do anything. The Ling Yue Sword, which radiated a dark green light, had already returned to Yu Qing's hands, and at this time, it was once again used as a crutch on the ground. Yu Qing vomited two mouthfuls of blood in succession, and only then did he calm down a little and look at the broken sword that was no longer shining directly above Bing Ruo, and said:

"Lend him the power!"