Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

At this moment, Kuang Xiaoyi's demigod soldier and Murongyin's demigod soldier raised up to greet each other slammed into each other, and the mysterious light burst out, extremely dazzling.

In the bright light, after Kuang Xiaoyi groaned in pain, his body was thrown out of the black border.

After the light dissipated, Murongyin took a dozen steps back, half kneeling on the ground sweating profusely, the weapon was still shaking in his hand, his face was pale, as if winning was extremely difficult.

The audience in the arena cheered, the match had already decided the outcome of this match, Murongyin, who was the home team, of course received enthusiastic support from the people of Quanguo.

Shen Guo's disciples who followed and the participating disciples stood up one by one. They couldn't believe it on their faces.

Ning Binglian's pretty face was as cold as ice, she finally knew that this man Murongyin had hidden too many secrets that she didn't know, at this moment, she realized how terrifying he was.

Fan Tianluo immediately rushed to Kuang Xiaoyi's side, and saw that Kuang Xiaoyi's honey-colored face was now whiter than white paper, her eyes were tightly closed, and her forehead was dripping with cold sweat, as if she was in great pain.

"Xiao Yi, how are you?" Fan Tianluo quickly took out a bottle of Bodhi juice and fed her a mouthful.

Kuang Xiaoyi opened her eyes, she looked like she was rolling her eyes, it was terrifying, the eyeballs recovered slowly, and her gaze was fixed on Fan Tianluo's concerned face.

"Xiaoluo." Kuang Xiaoyi's voice was very hoarse.

"I'm here, are you okay?" Fan Tianluo was very worried, and Ali and others on the sidelines also wanted to rush up to express condolences.

Yin Fengxue, who was on the side, immediately came over with a worried face, and was very surprised to see Kuang Xiaoyi's situation: "Xiaoyi, what's the matter, you can't lose so badly, is this kid playing dirty tricks?" Yin Fengxue's face was full anger.

Kuang Xiaoyi glanced at him, then looked at Fantianluo, nodded to her, and then said hoarsely: "I did lose, Xiaoluo, you have to be careful with this person."

"Xiaoyi, it's impossible for his strength to blow you away? What's going on?" Yin Fengxue also wanted to know the reason.

"He is very smart, I underestimate the enemy." After drinking the bodhi juice, Kuang Xiaoyi felt less pain in his head, and slowly stood up, but his legs were still trembling a little. Just now, his head suddenly seemed to be stabbed by thousands of needles. The pain was so painful that she couldn't suppress it at all. As soon as the profound energy dissipated, she would have been defeated. If she hadn't listened to Fan Tianluo's warning and kept adding a protective shield, then she would not only fall outside the boundary, but might directly hit the auditorium .

Fan Tianluo helped her to go down, the Eighth Prince above announced Murong Yin's victory, the applause was thunderous all the time, Murong Yin clasped his fists in return politely, then stepped aside to wipe off his sweat and tidy up his clothes, but stared at Fan Tianluo intentionally or unintentionally Talk to Kuang Xiaoyi.

Yin Fengxue didn't get an answer, so he went directly to Murongyin, stood in front of him, and said in a cold voice, "Boy, I don't care what despicable means you use to win Xiaoyi, but you will pay the price for hurting my woman, you'd better Look forward to not meeting me in the next round!"

Murong Yin was taken aback, looked at him and then at Kuang Xiaoyi in surprise, he didn't know that Kuang Xiaoyi was his woman.

"Yin Fengxue, don't be shameless, Kuang Xiaoyi is not your woman!" Lan Yichen immediately stood up and clarified, after a month of getting along, they and Kuang Xiaoyi's group became good friends.