"Bang..."

A dull roar came from the jousting platform, and the entire jousting platform was shaking violently, and with the sharp edge of the 'falling flower' and the confrontation with the Sanskrit Dharma body, this shaking continued. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Then I saw that the soft golden light slowly dissipated, and the phantom of the laughing Buddha that had just come out for a long time also became much dimmer, and even faintly showed signs of dissipation, and because the pleasant Sanskrit sound had long since disappeared, as for the golden lotus, it seemed that it had all been floated down.

Lin Banruo's whole person is not much better, he looks very weak, the white bright light overflowing from the 'falling flowers' in his hand, after such a long time of fighting, has finally dissipated at all, for this sword, Lin Banruo paid all the spiritual power in her body, this is still the result of her continuous refining of 'falling flowers' day and night, otherwise with her cultivation now, it is impossible to make this immortal weapon burst out with such power.

And Zhao Jiuge's whole person sat directly on the ground, holding the sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword was downward, supporting the whole body, and his delicate face was a little distorted because of the pain.

Although at the last critical moment, the Sanskrit sound dharma body protected Zhao Jiuge's whole person in time, but there were still a few wisps of sword qi that penetrated into Zhao Jiuge's body, wantonly destroying the physical body, and Zhao Jiuge's spiritual power at the moment was also empty, when the Sanskrit golden body appeared and resisted the sword, the spiritual power in the body was instantly emptied, which was also one of the reasons for the pain.

Zhao Jiuge was still safe and sound, but he was just sitting on the ground, supporting the 'Han Ming', looking a little embarrassed, and Lin Panruo was standing in front of Zhao Jiuge like that, holding the 'Falling Flower', like a proud appearance, and even she didn't have any spiritual power, the 'Falling Flower' sword light was dim, but her temperament was still the same.

The atmosphere on the competition platform once again froze, only on the other side, the fierce sound of Song Rujing and yarn fighting came, and looking at that look, the children seemed to have divided the winner and loser, and in the end, yarn yarn skills were superior.

At this moment, Song Rujing's face turned red, showing her unconvinced, but if she loses, she loses, so she can only sulk by herself.

Shasha was smiling, looking at Song Rujing in front of her, and the tip of the flying sword in her hand was only a thumb away from Song Rujing's throat, when she saw this stubborn Song Rujing, who finally opened her mouth to admit defeat, Shasha nodded with satisfaction, then put down the flying sword in her hand, turned her head to look at the other side, Zhao Jiuge's situation here.

Seeing this scene, many people around him had some feelings, Xuantian Sword Gate seemed to be in the limelight this time, and even the Hanging View was defeated in the hands of Xuantian Sword Gate, but Yuan Yixiu didn't care much about this, on the contrary, he felt that it was good to let Song Rujing suffer a loss, so that she could understand that there were mountains outside the mountains and people outside the people.

And Elder Wanyue is not too excited about this, Shasha, as one of the most demonic disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect in recent centuries, has such a result is naturally expected by everyone, and regardless of the strength and cultivation, Shasha is higher than Song Rujing, victory is only a matter of time, and the most important thing is the state of mind, Shasha's heart is much more than Shasha's.

The competition between the two was originally very exciting, and they were two women, originally according to reason, it should be all the attention, and the atmosphere must be very strong after the results, but because the competition between Lin Banruo and Zhao Jiuge continued, the limelight was naturally suppressed by Zhao Jiuge and the two, and at this time, everyone naturally looked at Zhao Jiuge and Lin Banruo on the competition platform.

No matter how lively the surroundings are and how noisy the discussion is, all of this has nothing to do with Lin Banruo, Lin Banruo just looked at Zhao Jiuge in front of him with a stunned expression, and there was some disbelief in his beautiful eyes.

She never thought that the final result would be that the two of them ended up in a tie, you must know that she herself is powerful with immortal weapons, and Zhao Jiuge does not, which also shows from another aspect that her strength is not as good as Zhao Jiuge, which more or less makes Lin Banruo, who is a little arrogant, unable to accept it.

After all, she has been cultivating in the Valley of Hundred Flowers since she was a child, and she asked wholeheartedly, but with the help of the immortal weapon, she still didn't have half a point against Zhao Jiuge in the end, and she had no spiritual power at all, where could she use any means, and her appearance was not much better than Zhao Jiuge, this result made Lin Panruo a little unacceptable, and her whole body trembled slightly.

Originally, Lin Panruo thought that everything was in her calculations, and she relied on the 'falling flowers' in her hands to break all of Zhao Jiuge's defensive means, and in the end, Zhao Jiuge was only slightly injured because of his Sanskrit sound exercises, and he was able to do his superficial kung fu in place, be able to explain to her master, and win this competition, and the most important thing is that Zhao Jiuge will not be hurt by any impact, but the result is that he is in the current situation.

Hua Lingsu sighed slightly, looking at his apprentice like this, he couldn't help but have some worries, his apprentice only knows himself, although his apprentice has always been very good, but because he has stayed in the Valley of Hundred Flowers since he was a child, he has experienced few things, so his mood is not good, looking at Lin Panruo's appearance at the moment, he is obviously a little worried and unstable.

And looking at Lin Banruo, who was less than a meter away from him and trembling slightly, Zhao Jiuge was a little puzzled at first, but then he completely understood why, and even with Zhao Jiuge, he couldn't help but be a little worried, although he still swore that he wanted to win this competition and conquer Lin Banruo, but when he saw Lin Banruo's dim eyes, Zhao Jiuge still had some softheartedness.

Now that the two of them are exhausted of spiritual power, it can be said that there is no difference between victory and defeat, at most it is a tie, and the worst two can rely on brute force to divide the winner and loser, but that is inevitably a little unsightly.

And when he saw that on the other side, his senior sister Shasha had already won the victory, Zhao Jiuge made a decision in his heart, anyway, there was still Shasha, and the final top of the list naturally belonged to the Xuantian Sword Gate, the first could comfort Lin Banruo, and the second Lin Banruo couldn't win Shasha.

"You win, I throw in the towel. ”

Thinking of this, Zhao Jiuge also made up his mind to say it, anyway, sometimes there are things that are just what you want, there is no need to worry about the result, and now when everyone around him has not reacted, he just spoke first.

After the words fell, Zhao Jiuge used the 'cold shadow' in his hand to support himself to stand up, but when Zhao Jiuge just got up, before he could fully stand up, a sudden change occurred.

A gust of wind sounded, and I saw the 'falling flower' in Lin Panruo's hand, which suddenly flew sideways, and directly stabbed the tip of the sword into his chest, and immediately the blood stained the black brocade robe on his body.

Because Lin Banruo has no spiritual power and doesn't use much strength, the wound is not deep, naturally it doesn't hurt, and it doesn't have much impact, but Zhao Jiu Ge is inexplicably a little heartbroken, and he can't figure out why Lin Banruo suddenly made such a move, maybe this sword stab, Zhao Jiu Ge didn't feel pain, but Lin Banruo's behavior completely hurt Zhao Jiu Ge's heart.

"Zhao Jiuge, let me emphasize again, we have nothing to do with each other, and I don't need you to let me, obviously I lost by myself, I don't need you to pretend here!"

The 'falling flower' in Lin Banruo's hand was still stained with blood, and while shouting hysterically at Zhao Jiuge, he shrugged his shoulders a little uncontrollably, and then looked at the wound on Zhao Jiuge's chest, it seemed a little unbelievable that it was caused by himself, but it had happened, and Lin Banruo forced himself not to look at the wound caused by himself.

At this moment, Lin Banruo's state of mind has been chaotic, not only because he has lost confidence in his cultivation, but also because of Zhao Jiuge, because he promised his master Hua Lingsu first, so the more Zhao Jiuge thinks about her in front of so many people, the more Lin Banruo feels uncomfortable, the more he wants to clear up this relationship.

The most painful person is Lin Panruo, who still has all kinds of scruples on the surface, but in his heart he can't do what he thinks, and he has to desperately suppress himself.

Zhao Jiuge looked at Lin Banruo quietly, did not comfort her, of course did not blame her, but just watched quietly like that, at this moment, Zhao Jiuge seemed to understand Lin Banruo.

Most of the people around couldn't help but be shocked, Lin Panruo's appearance at the moment, where is it like fighting with an opponent, it is clearly like a woman who is coquettish with a Taoist couple.

And most people can't figure out how things came to this point, but they all understand that something has definitely happened between Lin Banruo and Zhao Jiuge, and even the relationship is extraordinary.

Hua Lingsu's chest rose and fell slightly, maybe Lin Banruo lost, she didn't feel anything, but Lin Banruo's actions were too embarrassing, no matter how advanced Zhao Jiuge's strength was, as long as it was related to the Xuantian Sword Gate, then she just didn't like it.

"You femme fatale, you look like a water spirit outside, I didn't expect you to be so ruthless, everyone admits defeat, and you have to stab others with a sword, I despise you the most for a woman who thinks she has a bit of a posture and acts nonsense. ”

Before Hua Lingsu could make a move, he heard a crisp voice coming from the arena, and his tone was very angry, and the words were not too good.

Not only Lin Banruo was stunned for a moment, but everyone in the audience was also very stunned, and there were waves of unsettled, and they didn't know who they were who suddenly spoke out.

Even Zhao Jiuge looked at it, and when he saw the appearance of the person who came clearly, Zhao Jiuge's mouth opened slightly, looking particularly surprised, not for anything else, because the person who spoke up turned out to be Pei Susu, who had not been seen for a long time!

I haven't seen her for about a year, Pei Susu is still so moving, like a green lotus, out of the mud but not stained, compared to before, Pei Susu at this time is wearing a black gauze long skirt, and the whole person looks a lot more mature, when she saw Zhao Jiuge looking at herself sluggishly, Pei Susu also winked at Zhao Jiuge playfully.

Recalling the situation of parting at the beginning, Zhao Jiuge's heart was still bitter, Pei Susu's identity was known to him, and he naturally had feelings for Pei Susu, he scolded Pei Susu for leaving that day, and afterwards Zhao Jiuge didn't know that it was because his spirit pill was broken at that time, his cultivation was hopeless, and he seemed to have some inferiority complex, or he really disliked Pei Susu's identity, after all, good and evil have not been separated since ancient times, and he is the chief disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect!

He originally thought that all the things in the past would be slowly forgotten with the passage of time, but after meeting Pei Susu again at this time, he found that all the things were not forgotten, on the contrary, as time went by, they became more memorable, and that good time was remembered again in Zhao Jiuge's heart, and the years of crying and laughing together were still so beautiful.

"You... How did it come. ”

Looking at each other, the two were silent for a while, and in the end, it was Zhao Jiuge who broke the peace first.