Shangguan Luo struggled to perform light skills, but it was as if he had fallen into a swamp, and his actions were even more difficult than ordinary people. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

And the layers of lotus petals that Yan Ying threw out on the ground can not only slow down significantly, but also continue to impregnate, gradually making Shangguan Luo highly poisonous.

"Damn, the most annoying thing is those of you who use sideways tricks. Shangguan Luo scolded coldly, and swung his sword to send out a series of ingenious sword qi, slashing from all angles.

These sword qi are not exquisite, and Yan Ying is holding a small gilt medicine hoe spinning and dancing in place, her dance is so elegant. There were a lot of petals scattered around, and this was obviously a small jar that Yan Ying took out from the medicine basket behind her, and quickly took out many dried petals from it.

I don't know what kind of tricks Yan Ying used, these dried petals may have absorbed some strange internal forces, and they became colorful and scattered around, as if a rain of petals suddenly fell.

The many sharp sword qi emitted by Shangguan Luo were dispersed by these petal rains, and layers of ripples spread out, marking the ground of the ring into ravines.

After a long while, Shangguan Luo still hadn't jumped out of the small swamp covered with lotus petal patterns. If he is in a real swamp, he can also take a defensive way of fighting. It's just that the swamp under his feet is made of strange medicinal juices combined with some Gu magic, and the longer Shangguan Luo stays in it, the greater the poisonous erosion effect will be.

At this time, Shangguan Luo's feet had become quite numb, and his gaze had become a little scattered, and the whole person was already in a trance, and his internal force was not working smoothly.

"If you have the ability, you will attack, and Hugh will always rely on such despicable means to try to win. Shangguan Luo scolded coldly.

"You said it yourself, be careful. Yan Ying smiled, and with a wave of her left hand, she spilled a cloud of turquoise dust, which spread out much richer than a miasma.

Not only was Shangguan Luo obscured by such a turquoise mist and couldn't tell the direction, but even the martial artists who were watching the battle around the ring still only saw a cloud of fog, and it was impossible to see more.

Immediately after, a scream came, and Shangguan Luo was thrown out of the fog and smashed on the edge of the ring, the ground shattered, and the cracks extended like spider webs.

Shangguan Luo was spitting blood at the moment, just like cheap tap water, so that in a few breaths, there was a pool of dirty blood on the ground next to him, and then Shangguan Luo fainted. The Yunxiao Alliance immediately walked over to two ordinary members and carried Shangguan Luo back for treatment.

"How can this be? Shangguan Luo is the most powerful elite member of our Yunxiao Alliance in the Spirit Snake Cave station, but at this moment, he was defeated by this strange woman. Even if you see this with your own eyes, it's still hard to believe. Hei San said in shock.

"The pharmacist is indeed very good, and his methods are unpredictable and unpredictable. Kou Hao said.

"I'm only worried about one problem right now, since the best person who can play in the Sky Alliance has been defeated, this is the ninth place. So who will play the remaining places?" said Blue Heart Moon Moth's eyebrows.

Hei San said: "Hey, I heard that almost all of the deacons of our three major blood alliances stationed in the Spirit Snake Cave have led their subordinates to fight against the great blood alliance of the Ancient Sword of Regret." And now, there really isn't much of a master who can take the scene. ”

"Why don't you let Deacon Ouyang fight?" Kou Hao said.

Deacon Ouyang asked at this time, "Miss Yan, may I ask Shangguan Luo if he has been poisoned? If so, please give him an antidote, so that he will not lose his life." ”

"Don't worry, Lord Deacon, for they are not poisonous, and in two days he will recover. Even, vomiting those bruises can open up a way out for his martial arts progress. Yan Ying said very respectfully.

Even if Yan Ying was right, most of the martial artists present did not want to suffer such a miserable fate as Shangguan Luo.

Although the progress of martial arts in exchange for a fiasco is okay, it is really a shame to lose face this time.

Next, a thin little swordsman of Long Xiaomeng, who is good at the Ditang knife technique, rolls around quickly on the ground of the ring, and it is difficult to figure out the trajectory. The thin knife man had learned from the past, and he knew that he could not fall into the swamp of the lotus pattern.

It's just that Yan Ying didn't use this trick for a long time, and didn't throw the elixir that could be transformed into a swamp, but just sent out some darts or golden needles from time to time.

The sonorous sound rang out, and the thin knifeman's knife skills were very fast and accurate, and most of the darts and golden needles were caught by him with the Ditang knife. It is an exaggeration that this knife has changed from silver to black at this moment, exuding a strong fishy smell, which is so breathtaking.

"I can only blame you for not daring to use that trick, to hell with it. The thin knife man suddenly rolled continuously, and suddenly flashed behind Yan Ying. The thin knifeman bared his teeth, waved the pitch-black short knife quite fiercely, and slashed at the back of Yan Ying's neck.

Such a sharp short knife, and it was also passed a lot of poison by darts and gold needles, once it was slashed by this knife, it would be miserable.

Many people felt sorry, and they were very curious about why Yan Ying didn't cast that turquoise mist, and they thought that if they did it earlier, they would be able to take advantage of the blurred vision of their opponents to come and go freely.

Yan Ying was very calm, and in that moment, she suddenly stretched out her left hand, as white as peeling onion roots, and suddenly flicked twice on the side of the pitch-black short knife very accurately.

Even if the pitch-black short knife attacked quite aggressively, it couldn't help but deviate. The thin knifeman's expression became slightly distorted, and he planned to perform further ferocious moves. Unexpectedly, at that moment, the gilded little hoe in Yan Ying's right hand slammed into the thin swordsman's Heavenly Spirit Gai'er.

The thin little knife man died tragically in an instant, people didn't expect all this to come so suddenly, and the thin little knife man with a high ranking among the elite members of the Dragon Xiao Alliance was so miserable.

"Next, the members of the Cloud Alliance have played, and there is still one place left, so please ask Deacon Ouyang to give this person a few words. Yan Ying smiled.

Although Yan Ying's attitude is very respectful, the arrogance that comes from the inside of her bones is still obvious.

In other words, Yan Ying is quite arrogant in her heart, but she is very humble on the surface, and now she is very close to the champion of this Blood Alliance Ring Competition.

The surrounding martial artists were all talking about it, feeling that there was no one on the Yunxiao Alliance's side who could fight, and even if they sent one at random, it would still be a fiasco, so what was the point? As for Deacon Ouyang, he was the host of the Blood Alliance Ring Tournament and could not play.

Deacon Ouyang was silent for a moment, then walked outside the crowd, came to Kou Hao, and said, "I saw you from the beginning of the ring match. (To be continued.) )