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"Li Qingyin, win!"
Clouds and soft clothes announced softly.
Lin Muzhao walked off the stage and looked at me, revealing a smile: "Sure enough, still not..."
"You don't have to force yourself, then look at me." I said.
"Ok."
At this time, the third Zuo Qiulin went to the stage, Shen Sheng: "Mu Zhao Shimei, can you enlighten me?"
"Zuo Qiulin!"
The clouds are vacant and stand out, and the voice is not angry. "You have violated the rules. You must not challenge a disciple who plays in battle. You are not qualified to challenge Lin Muzhao now."
Lin Muzhao chuckled: "Left brother, if you really want to learn from Mu Zhao, I will meet you three days later. Mu Zhao will personally go to Yuanyang Palace to challenge you as the chief disciple of Yuanyang Palace."
Zuo Qiulin was stunned. Three days later, he was not Lin Muzhao’s opponent.
Zuo Qiulin is the third place. Apart from Lin Muzhao, he can only challenge Li Qingyin, but he is not willing to face Li Qingyin. This is a battle that must be defeated, and he can only go down the stage.
At this time, as I expected, the costumes of the chief female disciple of the Eastern Palace were flying to the battle platform.
"Hey, do you want to challenge Li Qingyin?" Yun Nishang asked.
The oriental nephew shook his head and respectfully said: "Master, I want to challenge the master of Mu Zhao, now it has been separated, and the nephew has the qualification to challenge the master of Mu Zhao, right?"
"You..." The cloud is sultry.
At this moment, a martial art scented into the sky, and the master of the martial arts on the stage of the battle, the purple singer suddenly burst into a shocking phase, the shadow of the Juggernaut, a hundred feet high, with anger, faint: "Oriental 凛Child, at this moment, you actually have to challenge Lin Muzhao?"
"The dean of the home."
The eyes of the Oriental nephew were calm and terrible. "The disciples challenged the rules of the college. The left brother was empty, but it was still counted. This is not a continuous challenge. What is wrong? Besides, the position of the saint The strongman lives, is it only the uncle disciple of the uncle, Mr. Mu Zhao, who sat in the position of this saint, and the disciples of the other holy palaces are not qualified to be the supreme among the disciples of the college?"
"Good! You are very good!"
Shangguan Zi was anxious, but she suppressed her anger, and the law suddenly sank and returned to its original appearance.
Shangguan Nanfeng frowned: "Sister, this oriental nephew, ambition is not small!"
"I blame my discipline."
"You can preach and teach, but can you discipline your ambitions?"
"Sister, you..."
"You don't have to say much, this college is bigger than half, you lost half of each."
...... "Sister."
I turned to look at Lin Muzhao, frowning: "You are only two or three percent of your strength, it is worse than ... directly confessed to the calculation, the Eastern nephew is obviously a danger of swearing, this kind of thing is defeated to her, in vain let the villain get ambition."
Lin Muzhao shook his head, and the look of a pair of beautiful eyes was complicated: "The younger brother, the younger sister has been like this since childhood, and it is difficult to rise up. This is the heavenly way of the sister. Do you want the sister to give up?"
"I don't have it, I am just..."
"No need to say, I accept the challenge."Said, Lin Mu Zhaohua as a Li Ying rushed to the battle platform, holding Mu Zhaojian, smiled: "Yi Shimei, the sister did not think you will want to challenge me, but ... since you open, the sister is willing to work with you A battle."
The oriental nephew showed a pretty sweet smile: "Sister, then win the battle, see who is the first chief of the White Deer Palace!"
"War!"
At the moment when the battlefield was closed, the oriental babies screamed and screamed, and they burst into a sacred sacred atmosphere. They actually entered the early half of the sacred place. At the same time, the nine swords were lingering around, and the momentum was detached. A glimpse of a blaze of fire flames is amazing, and the detached kendo rules are shocking.
"Shenzhen swordsmanship, she is still repaired." Lu Qingshu shook his head.
"Lu Shixiong, what is the sword of the gods?"
"In the beginning, the goddess of the gods of the flames of the East, Wu Jian, a sword, this sword is left in the palace, the Emperor Tianxin, the Emperor of Heaven, copied the sword and passed it on to some of the oriental family's outstanding Tianjiao. It is not surprising that the Oriental Nephew is a relative of the female emperor. It is not surprising to get this copy of the Shenyan sword."
Lu Qingshu sighed: "No one would have thought that the Eastern Yier would actually challenge the Mu Zhao sister, and she stepped into the semi-sacred environment. I am afraid that Mu Zhao’s sister will be defeated."
"Ok."
In the air, the swords on the battlefield skyrocketed, Lin Muzhao forced the valley to merge with the East, and she only had 30% of the power left. Even if it was dominant on the kendo, it could not suppress the opponent, let alone the East. The same is a talented person, who did not lose too much, and now it is more difficult to be suppressed.
In the first 30 strokes, Lin Muzhao occupied the absolute upper hand, and even several times hurt the eastern nephew, but the last 30 strokes were exhausted, and the eastern nephew gradually gained a foot with a set of Shenyan swordsmanship. Through the killing, Lin Muzhao will not be able to resist.
"laugh!"
A touch of cold light passed, and a bloody trace of deep visible bone was brought on Lin Muzhao's fragrant shoulder. If it wasn't for her physical body, I am afraid that this sword is enough to cut off one of her arms.
"Sister, you lost!"
The oriental nephew stands in the air, a pair of beautiful.
Lin Muzhao gasped his teeth and held Mu Zhaojian in his hand. He still refused to admit defeat.
"Sister, come down!"
I am far from the loud voice: "No need to fight again."
The oriental nephew is not only ambitious but also heart-wrenching. Once the anger is really coming, perhaps the next battle will not only reinvent Lin Muzhao, but will also leave her with a permanent injury, such as breaking the pulse and breaking through the sea. Class things can happen, and it is not worth the loss. After all, Lin Muzhao did not learn the Phoenix Law, and he was unable to reborn.
"Mu Zhao, come down!"
On the battle platform, the master said that the official purple voice is ethereal.
Lin Muzhao was extremely angry, and a pair of fairy faces were slightly white, look at me, and look at Shangguan Ziyi, and finally had to hold the injured.
The scented shoulders went down the battle platform, and I walked over the first time, took out a high-level healing Dan to her, and the palm of my hand passed by, the power surged, and sealed the wound for her town.
"Teacher, thank you."
"What kind of polite?"I turned to the battle platform and set foot on the battle platform. At this time, the oriental nephew still had not stepped down, and looked at me faintly: "Why, is the step brother so worried?"
"Yes."
I slammed out the fairy bone sword and pointed to the oriental nephew, saying: "Although the rules of Dabi are violated, is your new second place dare to accept my challenge?"
"Okay!"
In the eyes of the eastern nephew, a touch of ochre was passed, and the voice was lowered. "Mu Zhaojie is your sister. Isn't my sister-in-law from your sister-in-law? Step-by-step, your heart is really long." !"
"Is it? If my heart grows awkward, then my sister's heart may have grown black."
I smiled a little, and I broke out with a sword. A super strong sword swelled into the sky, and the fairy bone sword trembled. There was a sword spirit surging around the blade, constantly flowing, and the whole body was full of vitality. The whole person was like a golden cast.
"stop!"
Clouds are frowning: "No one can fight for two consecutive games. You can go down, step by step, you must not shoot, otherwise it will violate the rules of Dabi."
"Uncle Shi, you also heard that the Eastern Yier is willing to fight with me, do you want to block it?" I said.
The cloud is full of embarrassment, and the eyes cast on Shangguan Nanfeng and Shangguan Ziyi, saying: "Two sisters, how can this be good?"
The two homeowners were also embarrassed, and they turned their eyes to two old monsters not far away. The two old monsters were originally talking about the fine wines and foods of the upper bounds. At this time, they became the focus of the two masters. Cough and cough, put on the appearance of a senior.
"The college is bigger than just to make a victory in the rankings. If the two people are willing, then why not?"
“Yes, sticking to rules and forms, how can you open your mind?”
"Hit, the old man wants to see how strong the little monster is."
Shangguan Nanfeng looks suspicious: "Little monster? Who is the uncle?"
"Nanfeng Shantou, don't worry so much, order them to start!"
"Yes……" ……
Yun Nishang nodded and then announced: "The next battle, the fifth place is Yi Xuan, challenge the second Oriental children!"
"Step by step, the sister is actually looking forward to it."
The oriental babies are rumbling, and the corner of the mouth evokes a smile: "Looking forward to the scene that you defeated, the king of the younger generation, the people who killed Duan Yuan and Luohuachi in Shazhou, the sister wanted to see if you did not use the real dragon In the end, what can be strong."
I also smiled a little: "I won't let you down, I also want to see how cold and poisonous the heart is buried under this beautiful mask."
"Oh, I am afraid you will be disappointed."
The eastern nephew chuckled, a pair of fierce feet marching in the flames, and the flames evolved a symbol of the flame rule kendo. She walked the flame kendo, and the Shenyan sword method was even more uniquely created by the goddess of the gods, although Shen Yan female emperor is not a sword saint, but she is the strongest person of that generation. The swordsmanship she created, I am afraid that she can already learn from the shoulder sword.
"boom!"
A flame sprayed thin, and the eastern nephew turned the surrounding into a sea of fire.And I opened up the realm of everything, and the artistic conception of all things and creatures evolved around, and opened an oasis in the sea of fire.
The eastern nephew is very strong and must be quick-fixed.
A sword stabbed the sea of fire, set off a heavy flame of the weather, and the beautiful face of the East was with a killing effect. He said: "If you want to be in the head of Lin Muzhao, you must pay the price of blood!"
This sword contains the mystery of the rules of the flame kendo. The explosion of the nine-pointed sword and the suppression of the holy spirit are very uncomfortable.
The general move is impossible to crack this trick.
I took a deep breath, the fairy bone sword slammed out, and the rules of the kendo in the spiritual market resonated. In a flash, nine supernatural laws floated around the blade, turning into a strong sword and stabbing the oriental nephew.
"Nine swords are one!"
Just as I stabbed this sword, the master Zhuge Ming on the platform stood up directly, his face full of horror, and the sword that looked at me motionless, the whole person actually fell into the enlightenment.
In the roar, the rules of the kendo continually hit.
The smile of the East’s children’s ambitions converges. The swords of the nine swords have pierced the rules of the fire sea kendo, and went straight to her chest, and the speed is fast.
"Think of losing me? Dreaming!"
She flew back and fled, the sword continued to wave, and she sacrificed thousands of swords.
"laugh!"
In the air, a white light flashed, and the nine swords returned to the first space jump, and went straight to the front of the East.
"what!?"
She hurried over to avoid, the sword swept across the block, but only blocked the air, the sword of the fairy bone sword took a second jump, "噗嗤" pierced into her shoulder, and continuously penetrated the nine-guard sword Hey, a burst of blood splatters out.
"One trick, enough!"
My body was volley, and suddenly opened my fingers, a strong palm print on her injured shoulder.
"Peng-"
A loud noise, the second Eastern nephew crashed down on the platform, very embarrassed, vomiting blood.
With her cultivation, the first jump that can stop the space rules is not bad, but it is impossible to block the second time. After all, her kendo rules are only clear-cut, and have not yet entered a unified environment. I can't see my kendo rules.
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