Chapter 904

You clearly saw the direction of attack, but she just had the ability to avoid her technique. She didn't touch her clothes several times in a row.

Ling Yanran is also cruel. She is the eldest martial sister of Bishui palace. There is a master and fellow martial sisters watching. Can you just let her fold here? Where else does her face go?

Isn't younger martial sister Du fast? Thinking in her heart, Ling Yanran had luck and pushed her palms forward smoothly. A cold air swept the whole platform, and Jiang cicada was almost unavoidable.

Under the stage, an old ancestor led by Bishui Palace said with a smile: "your hand is frozen for thousands of miles, and you have 30% of the heat."

An old man with a frosty face beside her shook his head slightly: "Yan Ran is going to lose."

Her eyes were fierce. Although Jiang Chan had two rounds in a row before, she didn't think Jiang Chan was a soft persimmon. She has never used a sword since she joined the sect contest.

What does that mean? A sword doesn't need her sword, which means it's not time for her to pull it out!

Sure enough, looking at the frost everywhere on the high platform, no matter where she flashes, it seems that she will enter the attack range of Ling Yanran. Jiang Chan's face was also serious. She touched it in the storage bracelet and found a seal character the next second.

When the seal characters were torn open, a series of small fireballs appeared on the high platform. The fireballs were in contact with ice and snow. Bursts of white smoke suddenly appeared on the high platform, blurring everyone's sight.

The next second, a voice came: "elder martial sister Ling, accept."

The white fog gradually dispersed on the high platform, leaving Jiang Chan standing in front of Ling Yanran with her fingers against Ling Yanran's throat. If you change Xuanli sword

The disciples of the sword sect shouted: "OK, that's great!"

Ling Yanran is not the kind of person who can't afford to lose: "thank you, younger martial sister Du. I lost."

Jiang Chan smiled: "it's easy to say. Elder martial sister Ling asked me."

Ling Yanran is very serious: "if you lose, you lose. There's nothing to say."

When they got off the platform, Mingyu affectionately rubbed Jiang Chan's horsetail: "good."

After Jiang Chan came down, he went to the competition of the other eight people. Xiang Yuanzhe and another senior brother broke into the first five. From this point of view, three of the first five were disciples of the sword sect.

The remaining two are Yunwu sect and ghost King sect. According to this ranking, the ancestors of those sects are laughing bitterly.

Now it's time to decide the first three. This round, Jiang Chan drew a senior brother from the same school. The senior brother simply admitted defeat before fighting.

In his words, there is a place for him in the trial tower anyway. Why should he work hard here? Why don't you save more energy.

So the top three are Jiang Chan, Xiang Yuanzhe and Lingyue of Yunwu sect. It's hard to say about this ranking.

The earlier Ling wanted to compete with Jiang Chan, they were put down by Jiang Chan when they were in the secret place of Tianmen. She also asked her to dig the sword bone of yunlinghai.

This time, Jiang Chan rowed all the way to the top three. The more he thought, the more he felt angry. He felt that he was a big disciple of Yunwu sect. How could he tie for the top three with such a opportunistic person?

So when preparing for the lottery, Lingyue stepped forward and Lang said, "I have to hear that younger martial sister Xinyi is gifted. Lingyue is not talented. I want to ask younger martial sister Xinyi for advice."

Jiang Chan had guessed that Lingyue would definitely compete with her. He lost his face in Tianmen secret place last time. Can you resist it?

"I'd love to." Jiang Chan stretched out. To say, most of their sword sect disciples lost to their fellow disciples, and few of them lost to other disciples at the same level.

"There's a good play." the elder martial brother who admitted defeat stabbed Yuanzhe with his elbow and winked at him.

"Looking at the younger martial sister like this, I must be ready to take it seriously."

"That's right. The younger martial sister's heart is bright."

On the high platform, Jiang Chan held Xuanli sword in her right hand, and her look was also serious. Jiang Chan watched the battle of senior brother Lingyue for several times. In Jiang Chan's heart, this is as strong as Xiang Yuanzhe.

It's just stupid to hide in the face of a strong enemy. Therefore, as soon as she came to the stage, Jiang Chan used Xuanli sword.

Ling Yanran sighed under the stage: "how am I not as good as Lingyue?"

Master Ling Yanran's eyes swept over Xuanli: "that sword is a little interesting."

The sword doesn't have a scabbard. It looks like it's condensed from the cold for thousands of years. It's also a Lingbao that can be upgraded.

Jiang Chan doesn't talk much nonsense. It's her big move to come up. She kneaded a sword formula, and they saw a little star on the high platform fall from the air and stay at the tip of Jiang Chan's sword.

At the next moment, xingmang flew towards Lingyue, like a meteor chasing the moon. It seemed that it was only a blink of an eye, and xingmang came to Lingyue.

Mingzhi picked up a handful of toothed flowers. "Is Mingfeng so capable? Can you teach her such a sword formula?"

Mingyu turned her eyes: "elder martial brother Mingfeng, where can you do this? This is the sword formula realized by Xinyi himself."

"Yes, we were abused by Xinyi when we were in kendo hall."

"Talent!" Mingzhi sighed and said no more.

In fact, almost everyone is paying attention to the war between Jiang Chan and Lingyue. To tell the truth, Jiang Chan's strength is the only one that people can't see through.

She is only in the middle of foundation building, but her strength is not determined by her accomplishments. Are there few examples of sword sect disciples defeating the strong with the weak?

Jiang Chan shook out the lightsaber formula and the people who knew the goods shouted good.

The more the spirit on the stage did not expect that Jiang Chan's move was such a big move. It was inevitable that he would be a little unprepared. He reacted quickly and knew that he could not avoid it. He simply pinched a formula in his hand. A huge Phoenix flew out between his fingers and met the cold awn of the tip of Jiang Chan's sword.

Cold awn touched the Phoenix and made a Zizi sound. The people watched the Phoenix's figure become smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared on the high platform.

The spirit stepped back two steps, and the expression on his face changed constantly. He looked more and more seriously at Jiang Chan. He already knew that he had underestimated the enemy. Jiang Chan was definitely not lucky to get here.

"Little younger martial sister, come on, beat him!" Yijian disciple stood up, put his hands together into a trumpet shape, and the cry rang through the whole square.

Xiang Yuanzhe pulled him: "sit down and don't make trouble for the younger martial sister."

"Didn't I cheer for the younger martial sister?"

"Come on, are you cheering up your opponent? Do you believe that the spirit is more and more violent?"

Sure enough, hearing that cry, Lingyue's face became more heavy. These disciples of the sword sect really look like no one else. Do you still pay attention to him, the leader disciple of the cloud sect?