Chapter 135 bosom friend

Shen Gulan waved her hand and said, "Let him go."

Liu Siyue shook her head and sighed. In the field, Ye Ningxue's face was pale, holding the 'Qingfeng' sword, and did not retreat at all. Murong Yunfeng also suffered some internal injuries, and there was still blood on the corners of her mouth. Several times, she thought that Ye Ningxue was going to admit defeat, and she stood up again.

Murong Yunfeng exhaled a turbid breath and said, "You really won't admit defeat."

Ye Ningxue suddenly showed a smile, like a white lotus blooming in the rain, bringing a bright color to the dark world. Did she laugh? Everyone didn't understand why she laughed, whether it was contempt or self-deprecating. In Ye Ningxue's heart, an unspeakable talk suddenly gushed out. Standing on this high ring, I looked at the countless eyes around the ring, but there was not even a person who really understood her. How about the proud daughter of heaven? How about the magnificent?

"Papa, Papa, Papa." Three applause came from Xiao Ran's palm, which was extremely clear.

Ye Ningxue looked sideways, with a trace of relief in her eyes: it turned out that someone still understood. She seemed to see the young man in white who was still under Ren Xiaoyao's palm again, the stubborn teenager who fought against each other. The cool breeze blew his face and blew his clothes. Xiao Ran seemed to see his shadow. They were all the same kind of people: they were born arrogant, rather than bend!

With a sound, the two long swords vibrated gently, and the two rushed to each other almost at the same time. Shi Zhuohang was stunned and prayed secretly in his heart, "I hope Sister Ye won't be too seriously injured."

He was so fresh in his heart and suddenly felt sad: "What's the use of being good to her? His heart is indeed on others. Xiao Ran, isn't it enough for you to have Xia Ruoyan? Why did you come to rob my sister Ye? Shi Zhuohang clearly saw that with Xiao Ran's encouragement, Ye Ningxue's eyes had changed, as if he had been affirmed and full of power.

Tang Song was the first person to find out that Shi Zhuohang's face had changed. He smiled secretly and said, "Xiao Ran, Xiao Ran, you have another enemy. If you blame it, you are too affectionate."

The closer the two are, the faster everyone's heartbeat can't help but accelerate. I even began to imagine what it would be like to face this stormy attack. Everyone far away can feel the awe-sighted momentum and take a step back, shouting at the same time.

"The fourth type of Guiyuan swordsmanship: sparks!"

"Jade girl swordsmanship around the sword."

The roaring wind blew through his ears, and Ye Ningxue looked extremely firm. Even if you fail, you still have the backbone to fail. If you have tried your best, why do you have to control the result? The two famous swords of "Canyang" and "Qingfeng" were intertwined, and Murong Yunfeng's seemingly ordinary sword suddenly put on a huge force, like a spark on the wilderness, burning more and more. The sharp sword in Ye Ningxue's hand almost came out.

The Qingfeng sword is like a long snake, winding around the other party. On the one hand, draw the arc ring to release the force, and on the other hand, pull it back. The whole scene looked like Ye Ningxue's forced opportunity to retreat, one-sided. Murong Yunfeng did know that he was suffering. The other party's move completely made himself active and passive. The Emei school is between feminine and soft, and the characteristics of softness and stiffness are just right.

Murong Yunfeng does not want to drag on any longer. The longer it takes, the more difficult it is to control the form. With ten successes, with a bang, he finally opened the 'Qingfeng'. Ye Ningxue spit out a mouthful of blood, fixed her body, and said, "My skills are not as good as people. I have nothing to say."

turned around and jumped out of the ring. Liu Siyue and other disciples hurried over to help, as if they were seriously injured. Shi Zhuohang hurried over and said, "Sister Ye, are you seriously injured? You can take this nine-turn soul elixir first.

Ye Ningxue said, "No, this elixir is valuable. I'll be fine after a few days off.

Shi Zhuohang didn't give it for a moment, and it's not good to take it back. It's so embarrassing. Seeing the cold sweat rising from the tip of Ye Ningxue's nose, my heart ached. Suddenly, he turned all his anger to Xiao Ran and said to himself, "If Xiao Ran hadn't encouraged Sister Ye to do this, he would not have been seriously injured, and he would have become more and more indifferent to me, Xiao Ran..."

Liu Siyue took over Shi Zhuohang's traditional Chinese medicine bottle and said, "Mr. Shi, Sister Ye is so stubborn. I thanked her for her."

Shi Zhuohang immediately changed his face to a modest smile and said, "Thank you, Sister Liu."

Naturally, Murong Yunfeng won this game. Murong Yuqi looked anxious and said, "Brother, let's take this small return elixir first." Murong Yunfeng swallowed the elixir and exercised in the rest area.

Xue Ling said, "Second brother, do you know Ye Xianzi?"

Xiao Ran smiled faintly and said, "I have a fate."

"I should play in the second game, second brother, I'll go first."

Xiao Ran nodded and said, "Second brother believes in you and let them see your real skills."

In the second match, the "Fantasy Moon Swordsman" Xue Ling played against the "Dragon Luohan" meditation. Many people are not optimistic about Xue Ling in this game, and even think that they are ranked 22nd in the latent dragon list. It is due to the relationship between Xiao Ran, the second brother, who can reach the top eight. The odds offered by the auspicious gambling house are one to eight, because the odds are high, and some people bet Xue Lingsheng with the mentality of Xue Ling's cold out of the line, but this probability is too small. You should know that the monk Jingjue ranks fourth in the latent dragon list, and the chance of winning is not much that he will be struck by lightning if he doesn't go out. It is recognized as the most suspenseless event.

Because yesterday/match blocked a killing move for Liu Hao, the saber can no longer be used. Xiao Ran bought a pine-patterned ancient sword for him, which is many times better than the previous one. Although it is not the famous sword on the Tianji Palace weapon list, at least it can be taken.

Jingjue put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Lord Xue, I have been offended."

Jingjue is nearly eight feet tall. Although he is not very tall, standing there gives people a heavy momentum. He holds a string of huge golden Buddha beads in his right hand. Each bead is the size of a lychee, which seems to be light. Xue Ling held the pine ancient sword in his left hand and said, "Master, please."

Pre-pre-concise, gongs ring. Xue Ling took the lead in launching the offensive. The best defense is attack, and defense is not what he is good at. Jingjue shouted loudly and shook his right hand, and the string of Buddha beads wrapped around his right arm like a python. The whole right arm was thick, tightly wrapped from top to bottom, emitting a faint golden light, as if the Buddha's hand in the temple was across his chest.

Xue Ling also paid attention to the previous games of the monk Jingjue and knew that he was practicing the "Optimus Arm" as famous as the "Power King Kong Palm". The inner power of the Buddha's door has been improved by the high monk with a belt, which is masculine to strong, including a neat and neat move with matters, which is amazingly powerful. The opponent in the top 16 was directly bombarded out of the field by Jingjue Monk's "Optimus Arm", which was so powerful that it can be imagined.

Because his younger brother Liu Hao also belongs to this kind of effort to reduce ten sessions, Xue Ling also summed up the countermeasures. If a person is too gravitational, the flexibility of the magic doctor will be greatly reduced. Xue Ling did not make progress with static consciousness. It just attacks in a circle within a certain range, and sparks splash everywhere. Whenever you feel that you want to fight back, you will retreat quickly. Jing feels that he is strong and has nowhere to use, and his body is not as flexible as Xue Ling. I was a little passive for a while.

Mo Xianyun was also worried. Xue Ling pretended not to care just to reassure her. How could she not know? Jingjue's strength is at the upper-middle level among the eight people, and it is not easy to win. Mo Xianyun said, "Brother Liu, do you think Linger will win?"

After asking, he was not sure. Liu Hao thought for a moment and affirmed, "There should be about 40% chance of winning."

Liu Hao and Xue Ling grew up together and are the people who know Xue Ling best. What he said should be true, and Liu Hao doesn't seem to be a liar. Mo Xianyun was stunned, forgot to look at Liu Hao and said, "Really?" There is still a four-point chance of winning for Jingjue, which is already very high.

Liu Hao nodded and said, "Because the master told us not to use the moves he taught at will when he came out of the valley, the moves my brother and I used in the world were two secrets temporarily selected in the library. If the senior brother uses real skills, the result will be hard to say.

Mo Xianyun said angrily, "Why didn't you say it earlier? It made me worry about Linger for so long."

Liu Hao was afraid that Mo Xianyun would punch his wound again, so he did not dare to refute it. He quietly stepped back a few steps and whispered, "You didn't ask me just now."

Mo Xianyun was speechless for a moment and said, "Say everything else to say. You are not aggrieved."

Liu Hao thought for a long time and said, "It's gone."

"Sure enough, you are all handed over by a master, and you can be angry to death."

Liu Hao grinned and said, "Brother always says I'm angry with him." Mo Xianyun was speechless again, with a black line on her forehead and began to sympathize with Xue Ling.