Miss Crazy Seven

Chapter 885 Challenge Su Changle ([-])
Whenever Situ Qing was chanting a mantra, Ximen Yao would launch an attack, and the long sword in his hand pierced Situ Qingyin's heart, forcing her to distract herself and dodge.

Back and forth, Situ Qingyin quickly gained the upper hand.

Simple moves can be resolved by Ximen Yao, and powerful ones need to spend a long time chanting spells, but the other party will not give her this time at all.

Situ Qingyin suddenly understood why the best team had both combat qi practitioners and magic practitioners. If the two were united, they would definitely be invincible!

"Situ Qingyin, if you agree to my pursuit, I'll give you a chance to attack, how about it?" Ximen Yao withdrew his long sword, looked down at Situ Qingyin, and said alms.

Gritting his teeth, he stared at him fiercely, "No need."

It was useless to curse at myself, and jumped off the competition platform, "I admit defeat."

Ximenyao laughed proudly, looking down at Su Changle, this woman stole his limelight as soon as she came, he must teach her a good lesson.

"Chang Le, be careful, Ximenyao is not an ordinary opponent, his moves are quite vicious." Situ Qingyin, who is weak in close combat skills, and cannot use contracted beasts, has to suffer against Ximenyao.

He glanced at her reassuringly, "Don't worry, I will teach him a good lesson for you."

Ximen Yao's strength lies in his understanding of how to turn useless moves into something lethal. She has to admire this insight.

It was rare to meet an opponent with such excellent fighting skills, she only felt that her blood was boiling, and she was already a little eager to try.

"Su Changle, I'm not Wang Dahong and the others. If you don't want to be beaten too badly by me, I advise you to admit defeat yourself!" Ximen Yao put his arms around his chest, with an arrogant attitude.

Su Changle smiled and stroked the hair beside her ears, "Coincidentally, you have finished everything I want to say for me."

"Hmph, arrogant, you just wait to lose face!" Ximen Yao snorted coldly, took out a short sword and stabbed at Su Changle.

The most important thing for a fighting qi practitioner is to have a suitable spiritual weapon. Most people choose to use a sword. On the contrary, she, Su Changle, likes to use a dagger or a long whip.

Putting away the fiery red whip and holding the bloodthirsty dagger in his hand, he licked his lower lip with his pink tongue, and looked at Ximen Yao provocatively, "I really want to strip you naked, Senior Brother Ximen, hurry up and tighten your belt."

Under the stage, Situ Qingyin smiled unkindly. Looking at Ximen Yao's face like a pig's liver, he felt that it was extremely smooth, and it was Chang Le who was so powerful that he could make Ximen Yao look like this with just a word. .

"Don't think that I'm afraid of you because you are a double cultivator of magic and martial arts. How can the skills of my Ximen family be compared to those from a small country like you?"

Su Changle sneered at the Ximen family's exercises, "Then let me take a good look at the so-called Ximen family's exercises."

Ximen Yao's eyes turned cold, and his wrists fluttered, as if he was going to play tricks on the dagger, causing many female disciples in the audience to scream.

"Hmph, it's just grandstanding." Su Changle said in a cold voice, staggered her steps and dodged behind Ximen Yao, ready to attack from behind.

Ximen Yao's reaction speed was extremely fast, and he blocked her attack in a blink of an eye. The bloodthirsty dagger and Ximen Yao's short sword touched together, drawing a dazzling light.

Su Changle kicked back abruptly, concentrating her fighting spirit on the bloodthirsty dagger, clenched a fist with the other hand, and swung the fist sideways first.

(End of this chapter)