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The sky is dim and the rain is cold, covering the whole battlefield. Every drop is like a sharp arrow, which cuts through here and even the man's body.

Gradually, there is blood seeping out.

He gasped and mobilized the strength in his body. As a result, Daofa was suppressed. His body suddenly shook and his head was raised, showing a startled look.

What kind of technique is this?

As a matter of fact, it is not the Tianyu Jue that oppresses Daofa, but the bright moon in her body.

Pooh!

Qianhong raised her hand, and a terrible sword came from her fingertips. She directly stabbed the man and ran through his body. A series of blood spilled down.

He took a few steps backward, and his face was very pale.

Qian Hong smiles.

All the students in the study hall laughed.

And such a smile, falling in the eyes of men, is so embarrassing, it is humiliating to him!

Before that, he said that the young generation of shuzhaitang were rubbish. He never thought that the two moves were suppressed by Qianhong just after the war began.

Thinking of this, he is a big mouth of blood.

Not far away, wind spirit ten son cold mouth: "sorcery."

With their knowledge and experience, it is natural to see that the clue is not that some kind of technique has suppressed the Taoist method, but the bright moon, which they have seen in historical records.

However, the source of this kind of sorcery is not explained in the records.

At the moment, he said, "you are not her opponent. Step down!"

As soon as the man bit his teeth, he took a bitter look in his eyes. Although he was not reconciled, he still withdrew from the battlefield.

Ouye

Cheers came like a tide, covering the sky.

The wind spirit ten son coldly looked at the thousand red: "only the sorcery."

Qianhong cast a provocative look at him: "what I practice is sorcery, so is your wind blade of Fengling family magic?"

Wind spirit ten son cold hum a: "that is martial art."

Thousand red suddenly, and then seriously said: "but I this is magic."

Sorcery and supernatural power are inseparable, and the wind blade of Fengling family is even more so. In the end, is it martial arts or body art? Or is it just a breath? Like hegemony and power.

At this time, another young man came out, dressed neatly and cleanly, with a slightly emaciated face, a high bridge of nose, a pair of Eagle like eyes, which gave people the momentum of softness and coldness.

See his appearance, many people are quiet a lot, even a thousand red also show dignified.

Li Yi looked puzzled and looked at others and asked in a low voice, "who is he?"

The man replied, "one of the ten great geniuses under fenglingzi, if he had not been born in a family, he would have already won the position of shencang. What's more, it is said that his wind blade has been greatly developed."

There's no God hiding yet?

What are you afraid of?

Li Yi could not help being depressed. He thought that he would jump out of a wonderful figure. With a dignified expression, he immediately announced: "use the sword skill I taught you."

Eh?

Is the sword meaning of that grass?

But that's not in line with her practice, right?

Qianhong showed her thinking and didn't ask too much questions. She raised her head and stared at the person who came out. She laughed and said, "fenglingzi, the top ten talents under fenglingzi, I've met you. To be honest, you have good talent, but there are some things you are destined to be unable to change."

Like fate.

Many people know that he was born in a bad family, and they also know that because of his family background, he was bullied at a young age and missed the best practice time.

Although it has followed up, the realm has not been perfect enough.

He said nothing and his eyes grew cold.

Qianhong said again, "my master asked me to defeat you with one move."

Li Yi: He didn't say it, absolutely not. This girl is talking nonsense!

Hearing Qianhong's words, all the disciples suddenly looked at Li Yi and defeated Qizi with one move? Are you kidding?

Only Li Yi understood the meaning of Qianhong. With a move, it was the sword meaning of a grass. Moreover, it was proposed from qianhongkou, and it was a move designated by him.

If it succeeds, Qianhong will become famous. If she fails, all the charges will fall on Li Yi.

Black, it's black.

Li Yi was silent and regretted more and more.

Qizi sneered: "are you ignoring me?"

Qian Hong shook her head and said, "no! I'm insulting you. " One of the ten great talents, the one with the most powerful wind blade, is indeed a shame if he can defeat with one move.

At the moment, she stopped talking, and the whole person became solemn.

Hum!

There was a sound of sword chirping from his body. It was not very strong, but it was very clear. It reverberated over the battlefield.

This time, there is no moon.At this moment, she seems to have become a peerless sword. She opened her eyes and saw the waves floating in the air. It was aura, and the way of heaven and earth, and the blur of the big world.

In an instant, her big hand grabbed, invisible, as if to grasp something.

Buzz!

The thick sword meaning is green. It condenses from the depth of the sky and directly submerges here.

The crowd was in a daze.

It is true that

Li Yi shows a different color. She has a special constitution, and her Daoism is totally different from that of herself or ordinary people!

Or the sword meaning of that grass.

But in her sword idea, there was no such depth, but a layer of cold, just like a sword cut out from the depths of hell.

Qizi opened his mouth slightly. When he came back to his senses, it was too late to move.

And the fact is, even if he made a move, he could not change his fate of losing.

Because Qianhong is really powerful.

Boom

Qizi's body was chopped directly, bloody and ragged. Fortunately, Qianhong didn't kill him.

It's a real move.

He lost.

Qizi, a powerful Fengling family, was defeated by Qianhong.

This scene, as well as Qianhong did not expect, she was excited, thinking that what the master taught was really powerful!

On a peak, his uncle squinted and watched quietly. He glanced at the monkey beside him and said, "your friend is not simple."

The sword meaning of that grass is clearly holy art. Unless Feng Lingzi hands it, no one can block the sword at all under the same rank.

Macaque grinned: "if you've been to that world and know his identity, you'll definitely jump next."

"What's your identity?" he frowned

Macaque shakes his head: "said you do not understand, the world has nothing about him."

The latter is silent.

The strong members of Fengling family came here, each with a gloomy face, which became more and more ugly.

This is a competition of the same generation. They are strong and want to hold down the end of the study hall. Unexpectedly, they are defeated by a little girl. What's more, she uses a sword in the face of a powerful Qizi.

He came to humiliate Qizi.

Qian Hong showed her complacent look and glanced at Li Yi. She said, "look! Am I good? "

Li Yi smile, can be regarded as a response: "fierce