Chapter 321

After listening to the words of leiyunzong, Luo Jun's face is instantly ugly, looking at Ning Xiaoyue's eyes full of venom.

"What are you staring at? It's not your bullshit Lord. Now you're on the ground."

Ning Xiaoyue looked at Luo Jun with disdain and said sarcastically.

Luo Jun snorted: "little girl, don't you rely on your strange sword technique? I'll let you see the strength of the practitioners in the kingdom."

After eating the loss before, Luo Jun did not dare to come near any more. He waved his long sword in his hand and roared with sword Qi.

Ning Xiaoyue turns her mouth and cuts her sword to greet each other.

Because of what happened just now, she was very angry and didn't show mercy.

It's obviously ordinary sword Qi, but under the influence of her Miaoyin moon skill, there are also bursts of fairy shallow singing voice.

Although not as powerful as the magic moon sword technique, it also made Luo Jun's mind in a trance.

Luo Jun's heart was awe inspiring. He didn't dare to be careless, so he did his best.

"Lightning stroke."

In the interval of sword Qi, he begins to cast a spell.

Xiaoyuezao is ready to use the wind skill to escape, and then the fireball water bomb whistling around the stars in her hand pours at Luo Jun.

In order to beat Luo Jun in one go, Xiaoyue's spells are cast one after another.

"Yin Lei Shu."

"Starburst."

"Moonlight strike."

Loud sound, Luo Jun was released by Ning Xiaoyue a lot of magic completely submerged.

These spells are all from Ning Xiaolei to Ning Xiaoyue. Each level is not low and the power is not vulgar.

Luo Jun, who thought Ning Xiaoyue would have this kind of means, was caught off guard.

Not only Luo Jun, the leader of leiyunzong on the high platform, but also the leaders of other sects stood up in surprise.

"This kind of feeling is absolutely Xuan level magic. The chopping strike like moonlight is absolutely Xuan level intermediate."

"Their origins are really not simple. They have such means."

On the stage of the competition, Ning Xiaoyue bombed wildly for a long time. After she was almost angry, she stopped attacking.

A moment later, the smoke and dust dispersed, and a tattered, scarred figure fell on the stage with several mouthfuls of blood in his mouth.

"However, even if I give you ten or 100 more chances, you are not my opponent. Don't think that you will be great if you are higher than me, hum."

Xiaoyue snorted, and a slight disdain flashed in her eyes. Then * * took a look at Leiyun sect leader on the high platform.

Leiyunzong's fist clenched tightly, his face was gloomy, and he was beaten in the face by a little girl.

The referee elder flew to the stage and announced Ning Xiaoyue's victory.

"Xiaoyue, good performance, commendable."

Under the stage, Ning Xiaolei looks at his sister with a smile and exclaims.

"Brother, you don't know my strength, that kind of opponent is not enough." Ning Xiaoyue muttered and said.

"Good, good, we are good at Xiaoyue." Ning Xiaolei is funny. Is this girl too proud?

The next battle, Lin Yumeng several women one by one on stage, unexpectedly no one out, once again promoted.

This shows that Ning Xiaolei and others are destined to win the top ten.

Now there are only 13 people left, but Ning Xiaolei has five on his side. Even if there are three eliminated, there are two in the top ten.

What's more, with the strength of Ning Xiaolei and others, they may not be eliminated.

After making this clear, the small and medium-sized forces and the scattered practitioners immediately cheered.

Tianhua Huiwu has been held for countless times. Finally, it's their turn to be looked down upon by the five factions.