Chapter 1694

This sounds like exhortation, but it's actually intimidation!

Night nongying smiled gently, but her smile didn't reach the bottom of her eyes. She sank a mouthful of turbid Qi at the bottom of her heart and said expressionless: "not everyone is so fragile. Since Miss Duanmu is my friend, I naturally believe her."

Zhulong smiled, "trust her? What do you mean? Can she win or..."

"Of course she can win."

"Oh, really?"

Zhulong's eyes narrowed. "Mr. Mu is so confident? Does he overestimate Miss Duanmu or underestimate my big brother?"

"Master Zhulong, whether you overestimate or underestimate, we can look at the fight below. It's not too late to discuss it when the fight is over." the implication is that if you look at the fight, you'll see the fight. Come here and talk nonsense!

Zhulong was so clever that he naturally understood it. He smiled and looked at her deeply: "I wanted to discuss with Childe Mu while watching the fight. Since childe Mu doesn't welcome me like this, I'd better go first."

Night made a shadow and looked at him without speaking.

Zhulong touched the tip of his nose and asked for nothing.

On the stage, Duanmu yawang reached out and touched the blood overflowing from the corners of her mouth. As soon as the corners of her lips pulled, she stood up. She looked at Qingming and said meaningfully: "has Mr. Qingming trained the body of King Kong?"

Qingming's face suddenly changed!

Duanmu Ya looked at it, smiled and wanted to speak. Qingming looked cold, like looking at an inferior animal. She stared at her coldly and said, "I still have the strength to say so many words. It seems that I just started too lightly."

Duanmu yawang sneered, narrowed his eyes and said, "Mr. Qingming, please don't let me. Even if I lose, I also want to lose more happily. As you said before, don't waste each other's time."

"OK."

Qingming thinks Duanmu yawang is satirizing him.

Ironically, he couldn't solve her in a few moves.

His assassin laughed angrily, "since you are so ignorant, I don't need to leave you any favor!"

Then I heard the clang of the sword out of its sheath, and a strong light flashed at the same time.

The body of the sword is snow-white and flashes in the strong light.

Duanmu looked at her eyes and subconsciously covered her eyes.

Almost at the same moment, Yan Huiyin exclaimed, "Xiaoya Wang, be careful..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw a strong sword spirit and cut straight at her!

This sword is not trivial. Everyone under the stage was frightened by the power. He shouted in surprise, covered his chest and retreated step by step, lest he should suffer!

After all, once hurt by such sword Qi, even if you don't break into pieces, you will be split into several sections!

No one dares to take such a risk!

At the moment Yan Huiyin's words sounded, Duanmu yawang flashed a dark light somewhere and pulled out the original Heavenly Sword at a speed that others could not perceive!

She looked at it and held the handle of the sword with both hands. At the moment of the other party's sword attack, she waved it across the sky!

"Bang!"

The sword Qi strikes each other and makes a strong sound of explosion!

Everyone was stunned by duanmuya's reaction, and Qingming was stunned.

Duanmu yawang didn't give him time to respond at all. He pointed his toes and hid his body. When Qingming came back, he stabbed his colleague with a sound. He felt a sharp pain coming from his chest!

He gave a dull hum!

When I looked down, I jumped with deep and red blood marks. From one side of my arm, I crossed the whole chest!

The wound on the chest was stained with sword gas. It was like being licked by a poisonous snake Xinzi. It hurt!

His face turned white in an instant!

What kind of ghost sword is this? He has never tried such pain!

No one expected Duanmu yawang to be able to fight back. The people under the stage were stunned!

"She... What's going on!"

"Yes, you see, the sword in her hand doesn't seem to be ordinary. The body, handle and spirit of the sword are actually golden! It's the first time I've seen a sword with such a color!"

"Me too." gold is like the light of hope, more like the divine light of Buddha. Everyone doesn't know how to fight, resulting in a sense of awe.

These people under the stage discussed that the little white deer and Fang ruoxing almost jumped up when they saw Duanmu yawang's counterattack.

The little white deer raised his chin and was about to proudly show off with Fang ruoxing. A naive and charming little girl's voice sounded: "your sister's sword is really beautiful. You said, can I borrow it for a few days?"

As soon as the little white deer heard this, Duanmu Ya looked at the stolen embroidered bag, his face changed, and looked back warily at the little girl smiling at him: "you, what do you want?"

The little girl blinked innocently, "I just want to play with your sister's sword. What's your reaction?"

“……”

The little white deer gritted his teeth. His reaction has been very calm, okay!

If he were stronger, he would take the little boy out and beat him up!

See if she dares to take all her things to play!

"Oh, you're so stupid. I'd better not tell you." Simon yingyue stared at the little white deer, shook her head and looked at the stage.

At the same time, the other side of the dragon, with a smile on his face, had long disappeared, staring at the stage.

Standing not far from Zhulong, night Nong Ying looked at his expression clearly, and his heart was dark and cool.

However, when her eyes swept to Duanmu yawang's sword on the stage, she also fell into deep thought. This sword is unusual, and it can't be Duanmu yawang's own spiritual chain weapon. Her sword... What's the origin of her sword? It's so powerful?

This sword shocked everyone, but Duanmu yawang's focus was not here. She looked at the Far East Heavenly Sword originally stained with a lot of blood, and some blood beads on the sword slowly disappeared.

"Again."

The original Heavenly Sword sucks blood again.

Duanmu yawang's heart sank. If it goes on like this, everyone will surely notice that the original Heavenly Sword sucks blood!

She must make a quick decision!

Thinking so, she raised her eyes, slowly raised her hand holding the sword, pointed to Qingming and smiled, "Mr. Qingming, I'm sorry, I can't give you time to rest. I like quick decisions better than you."

The people under the stage were anxious, "is Mr. Qingming really going to lose!" they didn't want Duanmu yawang to win!

Someone said calmly: "it's not necessarily. Haven't you seen it? Duanmu yawang hurt Kobe Bryant, Mr. Qingming is much heavier. Duanmu yawang made a big move. Mr. Qingming hasn't been flustered yet. Why are you flustered!"

What else do the people under the stage want to say? They don't know what happened on the stage. They just feel that suddenly an unprecedented spiritual pressure is pressing against their forehead. Then, with a "buzzing" sound from naoren, their legs immediately fall to the ground. They just feel that their eyes are black, their head is red and painful. They hug their head and moan in pain!