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Another storage bag was tucked around the waist.
Han Yu, who was in the fourth round, squinted his slender eyes, and after a few regrets for Zhang Huai, he cheered up his own spirit.
As a core disciple of the Demon Sect, it is really embarrassing to die so uselessly.
Lu Yue came down from the third ring again, and the crowd silently made way for her. Even the Li family, who wanted to have sex with her before, kept their mouths shut.
At this time, they were rather thankful, thankful that Mr. Tie Chi took over the scene, otherwise
It is really not worthwhile for the Li family to face such a ruthless person who is far beyond the average person in terms of combat power and intelligence.
Lord Tie Chi took over, the ancestor would definitely not let the rest of his descendants lose their lives for the sake of a dead grandson. That matter, it's best to let it go, the best!
While Han Tiao was looking at her, Lu Yue was also looking at him. The reason why she was so talkative with Zhang Huai in the third round and forced him with all kinds of "powers" was because she really didn't want these ring guards to touch her too early. shot trajectory.
Lu Yue was a little surprised by Han Dong's eyes that shot out the brilliance.
Looking back at the bastard and thinking about it for a while, she understood why this happened now.
Loose cultivators can't afford to lose face, and the Four Great Demon Sects can't afford to lose face even more.
Destroying Zhang Huai with lightning means, so that the rest of the ring guards have no other way except to force her to use all her skills.
Either she dies, or they die!
The relationship between her and them was doomed from the moment she broke into the challenge, and only one side could survive.
"Han Yu has met Fellow Daoist Fang!"
"Fang Mei met Fellow Daoist Han!"
The two made a gesture of invitation at the same time, one held a sword, and the other threw countless wooden corpses.
He will not be as stupid as Wu Dahai, let those iron corpses deal with this sword cultivator immediately.
Consuming spiritual power, in Han Dong's view, should be mainly wooden corpses, and iron corpses should be used for protection and support.
The bastard still has a group of people guarding the ring, and he was afraid that she would use some inexplicable tricks again. As a result, when they saw the sword light sweeping all the way, each of them frowned even tighter.
The original smell of the wooden corpse, coupled with the splash of corpse water and severed limbs when Fang Mei plowed through like cutting melons and vegetables, turned the fourth ring into a Shura field in a short while.
Whether it is the monks watching the competition, or the monks watching silently in various teahouses and taverns, they all want to cover their noses.
"Good guy, I didn't expect that there is a female swordsman who is stronger than our Lu Yue." Fang Chengxu sighed, "Chu Jiaqi, how are you? Are you stupid? I really want to know, If you challenge her, who will win in the end?"
Chu Jiaqi glanced at Fang Chengxu in silence, and when he looked at the female cultivator on the ring again, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.
Junior Sister has hidden fingers, and has icy muscles, whoever she wants to look like, if she is determined not to let them recognize her, even in person, he may not be able to recognize her.
But he couldn't recognize the junior sister who didn't move, could it be that he couldn't recognize the junior sister who used the sword?
Lu Yue's sword is basically taught by him. He has been practicing sword with her all the time. How could he not see the familiarity of Fang Mei's sword?
But what does the matter of the Demon Sect have to do with her?
At the same time, when he went out to travel, he was called back to the sect in a hurry. Why did the teachers forget Lu Yue?
Chu Jiaqi couldn't think of the reason, and now he could only watch Fang Mei desperately below.
For all the things that he couldn't think of the reason, Chu Jiaqi subconsciously pressed it, stayed away silently, and didn't give a little bit of his feelings.
The same is true for the Chu family, and the same is true for the Zongmen!
But for Lu Yue, he couldn't stay out of it!
Can Jianfeng's four brothers, even his master, are dispensable to him. But there were only two people, and he couldn't help but take their affairs to heart.
One is senior brother Qin Tian, ??and the other is junior junior sister Lu Yue.
They appeared when he was most desperate.
Over the years, he has tolerated all his shortcomings along the way, silently handled all foreign affairs for him, and let him concentrate on kendo.
Because of Lu Yue's injury, the senior brother gradually became more like a senior senior brother.
He originally thought that their brothers and sisters would live happily in Canjian Peak forever.
But time and time again, the junior sister doesn't want the protection of the sect, the master, or the protection of all of them, and just goes to break into her world by herself
Chu Jiaqi sighed in his heart, really sorryIt suits him.
When Lu Yue was injured, Tie Chigong and Li Jing frowned. The scratch that seemed to be just a superficial wound, anyone could see it from the large amount of blood that rushed out when she washed the wound with spirit wine. Even if it doesn't break a bone, it's not bad.
There are still six competitions, and the latter ones may become more and more difficult to break through.
"Wu Lei Jin Xiangguo has met Fang Daoyou, why~ Fang Daoyou didn't break in?"
Looking at Jin Xiangguo with a stern look on his face, Lu Yue silently pointed to the rules of the challenge standing beside him. On the second rule, it was clearly written that after each challenge, there is a half-hour rest period .
Having sucked Han Dong's storage bag and body bag, Lu Yue really couldn't stay on the four rings, so she turned around and flew to the third ring.
Two medium-grade Anzaidan, one for internal use and one for external use, crushed and pressed directly onto the wound.
In fact, when she did this, she had already stolen Baibu ointment, which is better for trauma, in her hand. One piece of coolness, the other piece of fire and the beating of flesh and blood, after pressing all of them, find a clean cloth strip from the storage bag, and tie it tightly.
The bastard was very angry when he saw that she simply took out another pill bottle and poured the pill into her mouth!
The corners of Luo Xi'er's mouth twitched slightly, is this true? At this moment, Xi Dan, that is courting death.
As for the female iron corpse who injured her, and the little refined corpse that she didn't kill until the end, Luo Xier felt that Fang Mei was blatantly sending her weaknesses to the bastard Lao Mo and the others.
I only hope that she can learn from this lesson, otherwise the next six rounds will definitely be difficult.
In the pill bottle was the mixed healing elixir that Lu Yue had prepared long ago. Except for the detoxification elixir, which she didn't take anymore, the nectar pills and the tonic elixir inside were put into her mouth together.
Jin Xiangguo was extremely depressed. He thought that Fang Mei was injured and his chance had come.
It turned out that she didn't rest before, but now she rests with him.
"It's time, please, Fellow Daoist Fang!"
When there is still a small cluster of sand left in the hourglass, he is rushing.
Lu Yue slowly walked from the third round to the fifth round. Seeing the eagerness of this man, she couldn't help but sneer, "Sure enough, the King of Hades wants you to die on the third watch, and you won't be able to delay the fifth watch."
"Haha! That's right, Hei Wang's emissary, Black and White Impermanence, are already waiting," Jin Xiangguo also sneered, "Even if you are waiting for time, fellow Taoist, how long will it last?"
"Fellow Daoists are so sure, they are waiting for me?"
"Hehe, it's a fact that Fellow Daoist was injured, no matter how small the injury is, it is equivalent to a fatal injury to you now."
Lu Yue squinted at her shoulder, "In this way, I really have to delay this fight."
"Ha, delay?" Jin Xiangguo sneered, "You think I'm that idiot Zhang Huai?"
"Aren't you stupid? If you weren't stupid, you wouldn't be here now, and you wouldn't make a move, just farting with me here."
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When Jin Xiangguo was about to scold, he heard a cold snort from the bastard ancestor. Obviously, the ancestor was impatient with him delaying time here.
Zhang Huai's lesson from the past, how can Jin Xiangguo keep going?
With a slight movement of his soul-refining banner, a group of little ghosts rushed out, and the quick-witted people in the audience wanted to scold them shamelessly.
A group of little ghosts who appeared to be no more than ten years old, let the master of the floating flail who destroyed the little corpse with his own hands, repeatedly proclaimed his Amitabha.
"Ding!" Lu Yue held the sword in her right hand, "Not even a ghost king will come out, Jin Xiangguo, what should I say about you? Naive? You are ridiculously naive, can they enter my body protection aura?"
"Hehe, of course they can't tear apart Fellow Daoist's body protection aura, but what about adding her?"
A female ghost king with two little ghost shadows, as soon as she came out, made everyone who was close to the fifth ring take a step back.
"This is a very rare three souls of mother and child. This woman is pregnant with twins, but she is actually just a mortal." Jin Xiangguo was satisfied with Lu Yue's change of face. A big meal, do you like it?"
Like it?
When she was a ghost, of course she knew how powerful the spirits of the mother and child are. The child protects the mother, and the mother protects the child. The more tortured the ghost, the greater their resentment. It is not uncommon to be the king of ghosts.
There was no black mist in the arena, although it would dilute a lot of horror and make these ghosts consume more souls and bodies, but Jin Xiangguo couldn't care about these.
The bastard ancestor said, no matter what, we must see clearly how Fang Mei escaped from the body-phagating array of thousands of souls and ghosts.
Lu Yue watched the female ghost king roaring and tearing, and when the two little ghosts walked at the same time, she suppressed the urge to see Gu Lingze, and in a flash, she threw a spirit sheep on the spot.
All the ghosts who were rushing towards her all rushed towards the spirit sheep. Jin Xiangguo was surprised, and it was too late when he was about to give an order. The silent sword energy, carrying the burning heat of the samadhi spirit fire, rushed straight into his brain.
"See it clearly? How do you feel?" Lu Yue sucked the soul-refining flag into her hand, and turned to the bastard old devil.
The bastard old devil saw the startled expressions of the monks around him, and felt numb in his back, " Scattering Yang Borrowing Yang, aren't you afraid of losing your lifespan?"
"Shouyuan? What is that?" Lu Yue sneered, using his spiritual power to recover the heat of his body, "Under twenty breaths, senior, tell me, how much lifespan will God want from me? One day? Ten days? Or a hundred days? ?¡± (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)While walking, she suppressed the urge to see Gu Lingze, and in the blink of an eye, she threw a spirit sheep on the spot.
All the ghosts who were rushing towards her all rushed towards the spirit sheep. Jin Xiangguo was surprised, and it was too late when he was about to give an order. The silent sword energy, carrying the burning heat of the samadhi spirit fire, rushed straight into his brain.
"See it clearly? How do you feel?" Lu Yue sucked the soul-refining flag into her hand, and turned to the bastard old devil.
The bastard old devil saw the startled expressions of the monks around him, and felt numb in his back, " Scattering Yang Borrowing Yang, aren't you afraid of losing your lifespan?"
"Shouyuan? What is that?" Lu Yue sneered, using his spiritual power to restore the heat of his body, "Under twenty breaths, senior, tell me, how much lifespan will God want me? One day? Ten days? Or a hundred days? ?¡± (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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