A man rushed onto the martial arts stage and grabbed Duanmuci.
He is also the arrogance of Xiao Xuan's faction, so he is very concerned about the final result, "Whose hands is the God of Medicine? Did you meet Jing Zhongyue?"
Duan Muci glanced across the field.
Sure enough, apart from himself, only Ye Chen and Jing Zhongyue were left who hadn't been eliminated.
The first place in the final trial should be born from the two.
"The God of Medicine Flower is now in the hands of Jing Zhongyue. Ye Chen and I met her. After the battle started, I"
In Duanmuci's mind, he kept recalling the picture of that sword.
The flower buds emerged silently.
Not only weird, but also ruthless!
The pursuit is to shoot with one blow, which is directly fatal.
terrible.
Duanmuci involuntarily touched his neck, as if there was still a wound there.
"You mean, Ye Chen and Jing Zhongyue are in a decisive battle?"
The man's pupils constricted violently, and he didn't suppress his voice, so that all the disciples in the venue heard it clearly.
Wow!
There was an instant uproar.
Ye Chen and Jing Zhongyue finally met!
Immediately, many people looked at Ye Chen with a sneer.
When I meet Jing Zhongyue, can I still have your good fruit?
I'm afraid this battle will end soon.
"Yes, they are fighting. It's hard to say who is strong and who is weak After a while, there should be no winner!"
Duanmuci stood up, he never talked much, after saying this, he left the martial arts arena without looking back.
Through this trial in the imaginary world, he can be regarded as aware of the gap between himself and the real Tianjiao.
It was also nine times of killing, but in front of Jing Zhongyue, he couldn't even stand up to a sword.
It's still too far away!
"Haha, this guy Ye Chen has finally encountered a hard stubble."
"I reckon that he will be 'eliminated' by Jing Zhongyue with at most one stick of incense!"
"Yes, the gap in hard power cannot be made up."
Those disciples talked with relish.
Xiao Yuan'er took these into her ears, and her expression became a little cloudy and uncertain for a while.
"Will Master be in danger?"
Xiao Yuan'er spoke suddenly, her tone firm.
"Won't."
"Won't."
Lan Lan and Wei Zelong shook their heads at the same time.
But both Wang Dacai and Ning Anran hesitated.
Because of this matter, it is really hard to say.
Everyone can see how strong Jing Zhongyue is.
A rational person cannot jump to conclusions before the outcome is determined.
"Then if I come to power and kill Jing Zhongyue, will she not be able to kill Master?"
Xiao Yuan'er tilted her head, looking like she was in the industry.
The words are amazing.
Everyone was startled, they never expected that Xiao Yuan'er would have such an idea.
"My little aunt, please don't!"
Wang Dacai begged, "Spirit Sword Sect has the rules of the Spirit Sword Sect. This is one of the battles for the position of the young suzerain. The rules are strict. If you go up and break the rules, let alone whether you can succeed, I'm afraid Mr. Ye If you don¡¯t lose, you will be sentenced to lose!¡±
Seeing that Xiao Yuan'er was still unwilling to give up, Wang Dacai said earnestly, "Don't worry, don't you understand your master's strength? He has never lost against a strong man of the same realm. If he could have won, because What a pity that you lost the game because of your recklessness?"
"Oh, good."
Only then did Xiao Yuan'er stick out her tongue, and put this thought back.
Ning Anran on the side was stunned.
This little girl looks cute and cute. I didn't expect her to be so tough!
She actually wanted to make a direct move, go to the stage and kill Jing Zhongyue!
How could someone else think of this level?
It seems that Xiaoyuan'er is indeed 'innocent', even a bit too much.
All the disciples were looking forward to it, waiting for Ye Chen to wake up.
Once awakened, it means that the consciousness incarnation was beheaded in the imaginary world.
finally?There can only be one winner.
If there is no Jing Zhongyue, with Ye Chen, there is almost a chance.
However, as soon as Jing Zhongyue made a move, the final result of the game was almost doomed.
Soon, the time for a stick of incense passed.
"What's going on, hasn't the game been decided yet?"
"I don't know, but it should be soon."
"It's an honor for Ye Chen to persist in Jing Zhongyue's hands for so long!"
"That's right. After all, the other Tianjiao were killed soon."
Those disciples talked eloquently.
None of them had any confidence in Ye Chen.
Just like that, an hour passed.
The two people on the stage remained silent.
No one has been eliminated, and no one has been eliminated.
"This what's going on?"
"I don't know, just wait."
"I don't believe Ye Chen is Jing Zhongyue's opponent!"
Another hour.
The sky is gradually ending.
Time passed quickly, and the night passed in the blink of an eye.
In the early morning of the next day, when the first rays of sunlight fell on everyone's faces, the game still had no winner.
All the disciples didn't feel sleepy at all. They took a deep breath and insisted on watching the final outcome.
"I just don't believe it."
"Could it be that the two never met at all?"
"Yes, there is such a possibility."
"But Brother Duanmu said earlier"
"You are stupid, the two of them belong to the same faction, so you must choose the right one!"
Everyone quickly held their breath and continued to wait for the result.
At noon, the sun was shining brightly.
In the evening, the sun sets.
For a day, you don't even feel much, and it passes quickly.
Neither Ye Chen nor Jing Zhongyue were eliminated.
"I suspect that Ye Chen has been hiding from the beginning."
"Yes, he probably wants to escape for three days."
"Anyway, I haven't met Jing Zhongyue, and I haven't fought against each other, which means that there is no winner."
"What a scheming!"
Outside the cave.
The battle between Ye Chen and Jing Zhongyue became more and more intense.
The entire cave collapsed due to the shock of the air waves erupting from the two of them.
Large cracks appeared on the ground inside and out.
The earth is trembling, and the cracks in space are roaring.
Jing Zhongyue is obviously not as strong as yesterday. Whether it is the speed of the sword or the movement, there is a trace of fatigue, and it is no longer as fierce as before.
As for Ye Chen, he doesn't seem to know what it means to be tired.
His physique is as powerful as a dragon, his qi and blood are as vigorous as the sea, and his breath is as long as the wind.
When the heart beats, it is like beating a drum.
A collision, the two separated.
"Why do you still have strength?"
Jing Zhongyue's beautiful eyes finally flashed with astonishment.
This was the first time she felt that the frontal collision was not as good as the opponent. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com