Chapter Eighty-Eight: Fighting

"Hehe, little girl, Lao Tzu doesn't know what it means to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, the yellow-level martial art - Crazy Shark Slash" Seeing that Zhan Qingxuan actually took the initiative to attack him, Duan Lei grinned, and a steel knife in his hand danced wildly, with a cruel smile on his face.

Zhanbo just now was defeated by his own move, and he seemed to have seen the tragic appearance of this girl who didn't know whether to live or die.

"Hmph, Emei thorn - embroidered eyebrows" Zhan Qingxuan whispered softly, stepping on a strange step, and the already light figure seemed even more erratic.

The Emei thorn in his hand instantly turned into a little bit of coldness, true and false, making it difficult to distinguish between fiction and reality.

Dingdingding......

The figures of the two staggered by, and each fell from the sky, still moving.

"What's going on, one move determines the winner?"

"What's the situation, who won?"

"Then it goes without saying, it must be a thunderbolt, I didn't see that even Zhanbo was defeated in his hands"

A group of juniors talked about it, and this competition ended too quickly, and many people didn't see the two people's shots clearly at all.

"It's really amazing, this martial art that Zhan Qingxuan used just now is at least the advanced level of the Yellow Order, right? Otherwise, it won't be so easy to defeat Duan Lei in one move, it's enjoyable!" Yu Chi Hero said in a low voice.

"It's likely that it's more than that, especially the combination of this body martial art and attack martial arts, it's just tailor-made for her, if it weren't for the lack of cultivation, I'm afraid the power would be more than that" Yun Xiaotian also nodded secretly, and glanced at Yu Chi Hero.

The complicated expression in his eyes flashed, with surprise and appreciation.

They already have an understanding of the actions of these three brothers, and if they look at the master as servants, this Qiao family is not much better.

Besides, they couldn't bear to see such a good girl hurt.

Sure enough, I can't sit in the well and watch the sky, I thought that I was already a good chance, but I didn't expect that a small Qingshi Town would be able to see such a scene, not to mention those demons and geniuses of big families and sects?

Yun Xiaotian muttered to himself in his heart.

Tick, tick......

In the field where the needle drop could be heard, the sound of blood dripping sounded, Duan Lei looked at the several blood holes in his chest with some incredulity, and his body fell softly.

Zhan Qingxuan on the other side trembled slightly, and after a while, he slowly stood up, and there was also a deep scar on the fragrant shoulder, and the flesh and blood rolled outward.

There was also blood dripping from the Emei thorn, and I couldn't tell whether it was my own or Duan Lei's.

However, her injuries were severe, but not fatal.

On the contrary, it was Duan Lei, curled up on the ground motionless, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Whoosh, whoosh, the two figures flew back and landed beside Duan Lei before, and they were the two brothers Duan Feng and Duan Yu.

"Third brother, third brother!" The two of them helped Duan Lei up, who was dying, and saw several visible blood holes in his chest, almost piercing his body.

At this moment, Duan Lei's eyes were full of incredulity, and he wanted to say something vaguely, but unfortunately he had already vented a lot and had less intake.

The two of them hugged Duan Lei's body tightly, and a strong killing intent surged all over their bodies.

Their brothers, the three of them have depended on each other since childhood, whether it was fighting when they were children, or licking blood with knives later, they were always the only ones who took advantage.

Today's battle was thought to be just a trivial matter that was caught by hand, but who would have thought that this third child would give his life for this.

"Bastards, a bunch of waste" Seeing Duan Lei die in battle, Qiao Sanbian stood up a little angrily, but these three people he had only found with great difficulty.

Even the other people present felt a little incredible, Duan Lei, who was invincible just now, was defeated by a little girl with one move?

"Zhan Qingxuan, win!" Meng Fanlou frowned slightly.

Today's events have been planned for a long time, if it weren't for Feng Manlou appearing, it must be a sure thing, and now I have to let these juniors take action, will there be any variables?

However, although this Zhan Qingxuan won, he also paid a lot of price, and this Qingshi League is almost in the bag of the Qiao family.

Thinking of this, Meng Fanlou shook his head a little self-deprecatingly, he was really worried about his life.

"Zhan Jia, Zhan Qingxuan, challenge Qiao Jia Duan Yu" Zhan Qingxuan calmed down his injuries slightly, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said lightly.

"Nonsense, it's just nonsense, don't let me get out of here" Zhan Tianxiong, who was originally immersed in the surprise of victory, was so angry that his beard turned up when he heard Zhan Qingxuan's words.

But before he could finish speaking, he saw that Duan Yu, the second eldest of the Duan family brothers, had already flown onto the stage, and a golden wheel in his hand was spinning wildly.

This brother originally thought that Zhan Qingxuan would take the opportunity to retreat, if that was the case, they didn't have the ability to take revenge in front of so many people.

Who knows, this girl actually chose to continue the challenge, so Duan Yu couldn't wait to rush into the battlefield, he felt that his flesh and blood were excited.

According to the rules, once the challenger is confronted, the opponent will either admit defeat or can only fight!

In this case, he wants to use the golden wheel in his hand to erode the last trace of flesh and blood of this girl and sacrifice it for his third brother!

Seeing that Duan Feng actually came to the stage in person, Zhan Tianxiong sat down on the chair dejectedly, as if he had aged a lot in an instant.

The brothers of the Zhan family, Duan Feng is the leader, and the cultivation is the highest; Duan Lei is the last, but he has a violent temper; the second Duan Yu, the second one, has a vicious mind and the most cruel methods.

Although Qing Xuan's girl was lucky enough to win a game, she was already injured, and now she was facing Duan Yu, the most cruel of the three.

If this girl has three longs and two shorts, the Zhanjia will be completely hopeless.

On the battlefield, Duan Yu smiled cruelly at Zhan Qingxuan, and said gloomily: "Zhan Qingxuan?

Seeing Duan Yu coming to the stage, Zhan Qingxuan calmed down instead.

She understood that she was desperately injured and killed Duan Lei just now, firstly, this thunder was careless to underestimate the enemy, and secondly, she relied on the advantage of her pace and martial arts.

Now that he is injured, his body and speed have been affected, and the only chance is Duan Yu's carelessness.

So, be angry, you know the anger of losing a loved one, have you ever thought that I have a loved one too......

He glanced down at the Emei thorn in his hand, which was given to him by his brother Zhanfei, who loved him the most, on the day he was promoted to martial artist.

Those carefree times flashed in my mind, and now, the brother Zhanfei who took good care of him, the high-spirited "Fei Gongzi", was lying on the sickbed like a living dead......

On Zhan Qingxuan's pretty face, the color of determination suddenly appeared.

"Even if you die, I will pull you to be buried with you. Yellow Rank Martial Technique - Butterfly Step" Zhan Qingxuan let out a low snort, and the strange step just now appeared again.

Under the explosion of speed, there seemed to be many blurred figures flashing and dancing.

"Emei Thorn - Embroidered Stars" between the Emei thorns, as if a little star was born out of thin air, some looming, some were cold, some were bleak, and some were shining.

From a distance, it looks like using the stars as a chess piece, setting up a killing array.

Seeing Zhan Qingxuan's offensive, even Duan Yu had to take it seriously, he didn't want to capsize in the gutter.

The golden wheel in his hand whined, and several sharp blades stretched out from the edge of the golden wheel, like an invulnerable shield, and like a round giant blade that could harvest life at any time.

"Yellow Rank Martial Arts-Scythe Shield, Black Jiao" Duan Yu's arms waved in turn, and between the rotation of the golden wheel, it seemed to form a bucket-thick evil Jiao, twisting his body, coiling Duan Yu in it, and countless stars intersected with it, splashing bursts of sparks.