The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 395 Battle (2)

Then a group of people echoed, and the unanimous voice was just one sentence, they bet on Yunxia.

The corners of Xie Wanrong's lips were lightly pursed, and her toes were pointing a little. The clothes under her body were like a flourishing lotus flower, and there was a hint of icy coldness in the strangeness.

She stood tall and graceful on the martial arts stage, turned around, and held the Purple Jade Seven Absolute Whip in her hand, her eyes were full of autumn waves, and she looked at Yunxia, ​​with a sly smile on her lips .

A silver light suddenly appeared, and the Chilian sword in Yunxia's hand came out of its sheath. She still looked at Xie Wanrong dismissively, and said in a cold voice: "Xie Wanrong, you'd better do your best, I don't want it to end too soon."

This sentence is full of contempt and sarcasm.

In Yunxia's eyes, Xie Wanrong is as insignificant as a gravel, even a mud flow under her feet.

Yunxia was as high as ever.

Mu Yan, who was watching the battle from the audience, looked cold, how dare this mortal look down on their demon king!
On the other hand, Jiaolong stood there leisurely, and said rather boredly: "What's the point of such a clear-cut competition."

The people standing next to Jiaolong couldn't help but glance at him, and agreed: "It's not that, Yunxia is obviously going to win!"

"Heh." Jiaolong laughed lowly: "She lost."

The words neither high nor low were thrown into the crowd behind them like a bomb.

There was a roar of laughter from behind, and someone even asked with a smile: "I'm afraid this young man is not from the local area. Of course you don't know."

As soon as the words were spoken, his eyes followed the spacious arena, which was already full of swords and swords.

Even ordinary people have some spiritual practice and know some tricks.

Seeing the two swiftly advancing figures on the ring, the man who spoke just now said in shock: "This is the first move! The first move actually suppressed Yunxia!"

On the spacious arena, Xie Wanrong's Ziyu Qijue Whip was like a swimming dragon. She did not reveal her five-element spiritual power, but only poured water and fire two spiritual powers.

When the whip was raised, even Qi Tingfeng, who was sitting on the viewing platform, felt the power of Ziyu Qijue's whip.

Yunxia's pupils shrank suddenly, the force of the whip, even if she used her spiritual power to avoid her body, she couldn't retreat completely. She moved her feet and almost exhausted all her strength to escape the whip.

The Chilian sword in her hand tightened forcefully, Miaoman stood up in the air, and the Chilian sword in her hand instantly appeared countless, flying towards Xie Wanrong's direction.

She no longer dared to underestimate the enemy, her beautiful eyes were full of doubts, what exactly happened to Xie Wanrong!In just a few days, she grew up so fast.

A killing intent flashed in Yunxia's eyes, she must not stay!

If she misses this opportunity this time, she might not be Xie Wanrong's opponent in the future.

Thinking of this, the sword energy in her hand struck out fiercely, without any mercy.

Xie Wanrong felt her murderous intent, the corners of her lips raised slightly, the red fairy steps under her feet were like phantoms, the people standing under the stage couldn't see Xie Wanrong clearly, they could only vaguely look at the red shadow.

"It's too fast..." Someone said in a low voice.

Even Yunxia was dazzled by the red shadow in front of her eyes, probably because she underestimated the enemy too much, and now she felt a little restless in her heart.

Xie Wanrong saw the timing, and swung down the tail of the whip with great momentum. The speed of the whip was too fast, and Yunxia couldn't dodge it. She had to dodge with spiritual power, but even so, the whip was like a sharp blade, and it just tore through the shield , the sharp body of the whip hit her shoulders.

(End of this chapter)