Chapter 22
Qingli but with a slight gentle tone diffused on the competition stage, a decent and fresh blue gauze skirt made that figure taller and more outstanding, the carmine under the eyes also flowed a faint smile like water, waist The sword made of green black iron in the middle was immediately held in her hand. Seeing the person in front of her raise her eyebrows lightly, the aura on her body changed, becoming fierce and terrifying, which made the man with slanted eyes frowned fiercely. The ground twitched, but looking at Luo Qingchen's beautiful and gentle face without losing the coldness that a martial arts practitioner should have, a faint obscenity flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Although it passed away in a flash, Luo Qingchen who was opposite still had a panoramic view, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, drawing a cold arc.

Seeing Luo Qingchen flying to the competition stage, old man Mo didn't stop him, instead, the old god was stroking his beard and squinting at the two people who were facing each other on the stage, he couldn't help sighing in his heart, he was indeed his favorite disciple , every move is so elegant and graceful, it seems fancy, but only those who have really experienced it know the powerlessness in it, the sword moves are infinitely changeable, and the lethality is extremely powerful, if she is not merciful, I am afraid that the kid on the other side will have been shot down long ago Taiwan went.

"Little girl, come on! I'll kill this brat, and the old man will take care of it for you." Old man Mo couldn't get enough of it, so he shouted from below, scaring the surrounding people. Chen is not pleasing to the eye, why should a person whose strength is lower than theirs directly enter Tongmu Academy without going through the process, but now their opinion of her has changed a little bit.

Luo Qingchen smiled and condensed the profound energy on the Qingxuan sword. Luo Qingchen had already mastered the profound energy and did not waste a trace of the profound energy. Beard, in his heart he has been lamenting that this apprentice is not simple, but more of it is joy and faint pride, this is his apprentice!
The thin green sword blade was immediately covered with a layer of frost, even under the shining sun, people could feel the cold air emanating from the Qingxuan sword, and the man with hanging eyes on the opposite side shivered. , but there were still a few strands of amazing obscenity leaking out of his eyes, "This kind of person is best dealt with in one move, you ghost girl is still wasting time dawdling, if it was my old lady, I would have kicked it off a long time ago." His descendants are rooted, hum."

The sudden voice in his mind made the corners of Luo Qingchen's mouth twitch, and it also made the man with slanted eyes on the opposite side catch the hole, condense his palms and condense his profound energy, directly attacking Luo Qingchen's chest. The old man's face darkened, and even the members of the Luo family showed different expressions, which instantly made Luo Qingchen's face darken by more than half.

The Qingxuan sword buzzed and chopped off the fingers of the man with slack eyes all at once. With a flash of blood, five fingers of different lengths fell on the competition platform, and drips of blood flowed on the competition platform. At last, the audience was silent, while Old Man Mo stroked his beard and smiled, and his face turned cloudy. This little girl was ruthless enough, but when she squinted her eyes, she shot a cold and gloomy light. The scum who enters Tongmu Academy is also a scourge, so why not...

"Ah~ you...you femme-hearted woman..." The man with slanted eyes was rolling on the competition stage in pain while holding his excruciatingly painful fingers. Still obsessed with Luo Qingchen's face, she didn't see the increasingly dark blood red in Luo Qingchen's blood eyes, and the faint crimson patterns on her neck and wrists that covered her whole body one by one. Clothes are covered, otherwise there will be an uproar.

"Damn it, scum, you dare to attack my mother's chest, but it's too cheap to cut off his five fingers. Qingchen will also chop off his descendants and other five fingers for my mother." The woman in her mind The voice was full of anger, if she had a real body, she would have rushed up and swung her sword to cut off the roots of her descendants, violent woman.

(End of this chapter)

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