When the frost sword was under the hood, Zifeng made a mistake and dodged in an instant. The right hand coagulates the fist, in the dodging room, the direction is impartial, and strikes at the cold white wrist like snow.
The sword of Leng Ruxue was just a virtual shake and had little power. On the contrary, her left hand hidden behind her was covered by a layer of silent frost, and a deep breath swept in and hit directly against the shadow of Zifeng's fist
When it was cold as snow and Zifeng, Lu Xu was not idle. The originally smooth edge of the "Yanchi Liujin fan" was covered with a sharp serrated blade, full of ferocious cold light. The fan flew up and down, and fierce fan winds tore at Zifeng, enveloping Zifeng's body in an instant.
But just when Lu Xu was about to be complacent, Wu Zifeng was as flexible as entering the realm of nothing, not to mention being attacked. The smile on the corners of his mouth froze there for a moment.
When the fist shadow was together with a palm that was cold as snow, it was immediately covered by a layer of light ice. The thin ice spread rapidly and climbed up with Zifeng's arm. It wanted to freeze Zifeng.
This is also lengruxue's proud skill "ice lock palm", which silently gives a fatal blow when the opponent is defenseless. After a warrior locks his palm in the ice, the yuan force in his body will be momentarily slow and cannot be called. In this short breath, cold as snow, the frost sword in his hand cleaved to Zifeng again. Once again, it's a real move!
However, when the frost sword stabbed the neutron wind's chest, the fist full of frost turned into a palm. The index finger and middle finger forcibly clamped the frost sword between the two fingers. However, the frost sword was still firmly locked in it and could not move.
At this time, Lu Xu caught a glimpse of Zifeng's body. Yan chiliu's gold fan flew away again, and a streamer flashed to Zifeng's chest in the blink of an eye
The green shirt was hunting in the wind, and his eyes narrowed slightly. In the streamer, the Yanchi Liujin fan, which was as fast as lightning, became slow and abnormal for a time, and a movement and silence appeared in the sea. Zifeng's free left hand met the flying fan shadow and held it in the void.
"Pa", Zifeng's arm appeared in the air intact, but the fan was caught by Zifeng, trembling in Zifeng's hand, trying to escape!
The fight was only for a moment, but if it wasn't for the deep sound of Jing Ao, there would be a lot of ripples on the court.
He threw the frost sword and Yanchi Liujin fan. Zifeng stopped and looked at Jing Ao. His expression became complicated for a moment. Jing Ao's words just now were clearly introduced into his ears
In the line of sight, Gulan slowly picked up the silver hook sword on the ground, swept away his flustered look on his face, calmly looked at Jing Ao, and his tone was neither sad nor happy. "We are not people in the same world, you just met me at the wrong time."
Should Koran rejoice? Perhaps, after staying in Haoran College for a whole year and seeing everyone's simple heart, wordless and sincere character, the gray heart is also clear, but the shadow of the past is still entrenched in the clear, but it expands day by day with time.
Although there are thousands of feelings in his heart, if Gulan clearly knows that Jing Ao is finally just a passer-by around him, just like those pretentious teenagers in the sect who rush to spit out the truth to Gulan, it will eventually dissipate with the smoke and dust of time. However, Jing Ao is a little stronger than them, deep and introverted, not arrogant and impetuous.
But he was different. Just his eyes made Gulan calm down immediately, and a feeling of going home hit his heart. Is this really the fate of "Nine Tailed Fox"? Once you are seen through, you will sink into it and don't want to wake up
Taking a step forward, Jing Ao didn't hide it. The gentleman was frank and looked at Zifeng not far away, "isn't he a world with you! This is just your excuse. You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me! "
Lu Xu and Leng Ruxue didn't bully him again, but different from Jing Ao, Lu Xu's eyes were full of cruel colors.
On the building, Wan Zhou's eyes are full of helplessness. He wants to come forward and end the farce. Don't you think it's an accident that a simple opening game turned out to be like this?
At the moment when Wan Zhou got up, Zhang Feng beside him grabbed Wan Zhou and shook his head, "this is sooner or later. Instead of you intervening, let them deal with it by themselves and wait." Today's Zhang Feng's temperament has changed more than half after experiencing the ancient trace day. He is not the pedantic and old-fashioned image before. The farce in front of us seems accidental, but it is also an inevitable collision.
"Sooner or later, you will forget me." he sighed and didn't respond, "Nine Tailed doubles". Guran ruo's figure slowly faded into the air, blurred and disappeared.
Leng Ruxue was stunned at first and then stared at Jing Ao. It was not easy to wait until Gu lanruo made a promise and was scared away by Jing Ao.
But Zifeng was on pins and needles. The little white on his shoulder looked to the left. He only felt that there were a pair of soft eyes staring at himself in the void
Zifeng is not stupid. Under Jing Ao's words, doesn't Gulan explain everything if he doesn't have a refuting attitude?
In the crowd, Lin Xuan's most worried thing finally happened. Her eyes changed and her face was pale. The whole person was lost. Lin Xuan has just made a comparison between herself and qulanuo. She almost lost her appearance, family background, realm and body method. Shouldn't she panic?
Luo Ruomu seemed to feel the change of Lin xuanke. He didn't know when to stand beside Lin xuanke, patted Lin xuanke on the shoulder and whispered comforting, "no, think about it. If Wu Zifeng was really interested in Gulan, why didn't he go to Gulan when he divided the camp this morning, but came to you, silly boy, don't worry, Luo rumu, who can't escape from your palm and doesn't know anything, said to himself, whether it's right or not, as long as it can let Lin Xuan relax
After Koran left halfway, everyone's eyes focused on Jing AO and Wu Zifeng. Maybe an inevitable war will be staged today, but before that, some troubles need to be solved first.
"Wu Zifeng, you bastard, eating the bowl and thinking about the pot" Lu Xu shouted, trying to destroy Zifeng's image with the help of public opinion. This time, Lin Xuan must not fall in love with a disgraced person.
But his wishful thinking was probably wrong. In the crowd, Lu Shuguang and Ge Jinqi wailed, "brother, you are merciful."
Wu Zifeng turned to look at cold as snow, and his tone was flat, "do you want to do it again? Then come. " A blunt iron with exaggerated shape and dark color appeared in Zifeng's hand.
The whole square seemed to vibrate with the sound of landing.