Beloved trump wife: unscrupulous prince calm concubine

Chapter 234 On the competition stage, everyone responds! (5)

On the competition stage, everyone responded! (5)

Mi Lier only felt a chill on her chest, her face became hot immediately, she hurriedly raised her left hand to cover her chest, and cursed angrily, "Shameless, you can just take off your clothes yourself, why did you cut mine!"

She was originally scolding unintentionally because she was angry, but when she heard Lin Luanxiu's ears, it was really harsh.

With a cold look in his eyes, Lin Luanxiu hurriedly paused on the high platform, and the second sword move rushed towards Mi Li'er.

In this sword, she had poured [-]% of her internal strength, and the sharp and cold sword tip pierced Mi Li'er's chest with a strong killing intent.

Mi Li'er felt the sharpness of her sword, and was busy fighting with her sword.

Bang!
Lin Luanxiu's sword tip hit Mi Li'er's sword straightly, only a harsh sound was heard, the long sword in Mi Li'er's hand slapped on her chest, and she flew upside down.

Compared with Lin Luanxiu, Mi Lier's internal strength is still far behind. How can she bear such a powerful blow?

Ning Ziyu and Mu Qingnian flew over at the same time, and helped Mi Lier who had fallen to the ground.

Looking at Mi Li'er's pale face, Mu Qingnian just frowned, "Xiaomi, how are you?"

"Senior Sister, I'm sorry, the millet was thrown by Emei... shame..." At this point, her chest was filled with qi and blood. The skirt was stained with blood.

She received Lin Luanxiu's sword forcefully just now, and she has already suffered serious internal injuries.

Ning Ziyu frowned, quickly took out a pill from her body and stuffed it into her mouth, "Quick, eat this!"

Watching Mi Lier swallow the elixir, Mu Qingnian turned to look at Lin Luanxiu, his eyes were as cold as snow, "It's just a martial arts competition, how could you make such a heavy hand?!"

"Hmph!" Lin Luanxiu snorted softly, "That only means that the Emei School's sword skills are not good, and her skills are not as good as others, what are you doing to me?!"

Ning Ziyu handed the rice grains to the other Emei disciples who came rushing over, stood up, and looked at Lin Luanxiu with displeasure in his eyes.

Mu Qingnian pulled out the long silver sword that was carried behind his back, "Since the swordsmanship of the Jiange of the Lin family is so superb, then Qingnian also came to ask for some advice!"

Lin Luanxiu was so deceitful, even at this moment, even though she was always as cold as Mu Qingnian, she couldn't bear it anymore.

Seeing her draw her sword, Lin Luanxiu couldn't help but feel happy, "Ms. Jiuwenmu has a good sword look, let's do a few moves today!"

"Qing Nian!" Ning Ziyu whispered, trying to dissuade him.

Knowing his temperament, Mu Qingnian said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Ning, don't need to say too much, it's about Emei's honor, Qingnian has to fight!"
Ning Ziyu took a light breath, "Then you, be more careful!"

"I know!" Mu Qingnian smiled back at him, "Brother, don't worry!"

Seeing the closeness between Ning Ziyu and Mu Qingnian, Lin Luanxiu secretly tasted it, and raised her sword immediately, "Miss Mu, if you want to talk about love, you can go down the stage. It's not a place for you to show your affection!"

Ning Ziyu looked sideways, feeling more and more displeased with this cousin.

Mu Qingnian gave him a comforting smile, then turned to look at Lin Luanxiu, "Miss Lin, please!"

Pointing his feet and drawing out his sword, Lin Luanfeng flew up. Not to be outdone, Mu Qingnian disappeared in place in a flash.

There was only a crisp jingle, and the two had already fought together.

One is the young master of the Jiange of the Lin family, and the other is the most talented female disciple on Mount Emei.

(End of this chapter)