"No, sister lingxuan is seriously injured!"
Du Yu came back panting for breath. When he saw everyone, he couldn't hold on and his eyes were dignified.
Du Yu told the public that Du lingxuan was seriously injured in the first battle between Fengyu and Zhantai, and was detained by Fengyu.
Finally, Du Yu looked at Du Shaomu and said, "Fengyu said that if Shaomu didn't go to fight in Taiwan, sister lingxuan would be abolished before dark."
"What is this?"
Du Shaomu still has some doubts. He asks Du Jinke and Du Dazhuang.
Then, Du Jinke told Du Shaomu roughly about what Fengyu wanted to fight. Not long ago, thousands of xiaoyaomen disciples came. Du lingxuan went to battle with Fengyu in order to calm the public's emotions and prevent Du Shaomu, who was driving Du Lingwei's chill away, to fight Fengyu.
"Fengyu!"
Knowing the situation, Du Shaomu has a cold light in his eyes.
"I'll go to the battle platform. You can wait for me here. You don't have to follow me!"
As the voice fell, the vitality of Du Shaomu's feet swayed, and his figure had reached the front.
"Brother Shaomu, what are you going to do?" Du Lingwei asked.
"I'm going to kill someone, and then I'll get sister lingxuan back."
When Du Shaomu's voice came back again, his figure had completely disappeared from the public's sight.
Such a voice fell in the ears of all people, without any reason, people felt a cold surge, and could not help shivering.
The sun is setting and the sun is fading.
More and more people gathered in battle platform square.
I'm afraid that there are no less than 20000 disciples of the Xiaoyao sect, including the inner disciples, the outer disciples and the laborers.
In the middle of the battle platform, although Feng Yu appeared several cracks in his clothes and a shallow knife mark on the back of his hand, he still did not reduce his light, and even added a bit of style to it.
Just that war, all the people present witnessed the strength of Fengyu, worthy of being ranked as the 46th in the tiger list.
Of course, everyone also saw Du lingxuan's toughness.
But in the end, Du lingxuan failed.
Du lingxuan only arrived at the sixth level of the general's territory, while Feng Yu was the peak of the eighth level.
Du lingxuan was able to contend for so long, but also let Feng Yu injured, has shocked the whole court.
Du lingxuan's two machetes fell to the ground, which was covered with gray luster.
Two machetes fell not far in front of Feng Yu, showing his style.
Not far away, Du lingxuan barely sits cross legged, her breath weak.
On Du lingxuan's shoulder, there was a blood hole pierced by a long spear. The red blood dyed the purple skirt.
At the moment, Du lingxuan's face is extremely white, and her hair in her shawl is a little messy, which adds a bit of cold and gorgeous temperament.
There are seven neizong disciples guarding Du lingxuan. Mu Lu sneers.
"Du lingxuan, don't think elder martial brother Chen has been taking care of you all the time, so you can do whatever you want!"
Looking up at the sky, Feng Yu picked up her eyebrows, and then her eyes fell on Du lingxuan. There was also a trace of blazing heat surging. She said, "I didn't expect that you would come out for a foreign boy. Are you in love with that boy? If Du Shaomu doesn't come, elder martial brother Chen won't say anything if I abolish you."
Du lingxuan stares at Feng Yu. She doesn't speak. There are bloodstains on her mouth. Her injury is so serious that she can't fight any more.
"Look, here comes Du Shaomu
On the periphery of the battle platform, there was a sudden commotion.
Feng Yu raises Mou, also visual to the front.
On the square, Du Shaomu strode to the square, his face was calm, and his dark eyes were calm enough that he could not see any emotion.
At the age of less than 16 years old, Du Shaomu is undoubtedly very eye-catching at the moment. He killed six neizong disciples of the law enforcement team with one move, which has proved that he is strong.
"It's him. He's Du Shaomu!"
"He's only sixteen years old, and he's very strong already!"
Many people talked about it and looked at Du Shaomu carefully and curiously.
"It looks very beautiful. He has excellent talent and amazing achievements. He is a top-notch young genius."
Some girls are in the mood for spring, and they can't help but look at such a young man.
"I didn't expect that Du Shaomu really came. Come for Du lingxuan!"
"Although Du Shaomu is strong, he will soon be defeated. Elder martial brother Fengyu will not let him go!"
Someone turned his mouth and said, this Du Shaomu didn't expect to come. There will be a big war next.
"Du Shaomu is very strong. He is a young genius, but elder martial brother Fengyu has reached the top of his eight levels of martial arts."
"Du lingxuan was defeated in the six levels of the general's territory. Du Shaomu's accomplishments should be around the five levels and four levels of the general's territory, which is doomed to fail!"
"Du Shaomu must be defeated. Elder martial brother Fengyu is the best one among the disciples of neizong. The existence of the 46th tiger list is also a descendant of an external royal family. He has just fought with Du lingxuan, but he has no real strength!"A lot of people talked about it, but most of them were sure that Du Shaomu would definitely lose and would not be the opponent of Fengyu.
"Du Shaomu really appeared for Du lingxuan, but he had a bit of courage!"
Watching Du Shaomu come, some people also appreciate his courage.
"Du Shaomu is just a little white faced man. Du lingxuan was injured for him. If he doesn't show up, he will lose his real face. It's forced to come out!"
Some young people also said so, but the tone is with a sour taste.
Du lingxuan's cold and gorgeous woman never moved her face for any man, but it was for Du Shaomu's injury that made them sad.
Du lingxuan opened her eyes when she heard the commotion and noise in the crowd on the battle platform. Du Shaomu, who was already in the battle stage, was pale and dignified. Her eyebrows were wrinkled.
Under the gaze of countless eyes, Du Shaomu strode across the square and boarded the battle platform.
Du Shaomu's eyes swept over the battle platform and Du lingxuan for the first time. It seemed that Du lingxuan was not as seriously injured as expected. Du Shaomu's expression was slightly relaxed, and then his eyes fell on two machetes on the ground.
"The crazy mu, don't you leave me in the eyes of Xiaoyao
Seeing Du Shaomu walking on the stage, Feng Yu's spear shakes and shakes the battle platform. He has an extraordinary temperament and elegant demeanor.
"Brother Fengyu, how are you?"
Looking at Feng Yu's demeanor, he fought for the whole xiaoyaomen, and immediately let the xiaoyaomen disciples from all sides of the battle platform applaud for it.
Many young girls eyes wave, heart for Feng Yu ripples.
However, Du Shaomu completely ignored and picked up Du lingxuan's two machetes on the ground. One left and one right shook in his hands.
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