Douluo's ancestor roams

Chapter 603
Xian Ling'er smiled softly,
These students all breathed a sigh of relief. They were still more worried about the self-destruction among their classmates. If it was any of them, they might not be able to handle it.

In fact, Xian Ling'er wanted to make Yu'er popular, so Susan and the others could just rest assured, otherwise, they wouldn't say much.

As for the people on the side of the Black Mosquito Sect, they are all indifferent. If a teammate dies, there will be one less competitor. However, since the death of a five-star fighter, the lowest-strength Hei Chong is also timid.

And the black dragon and black tiger also noticed Xian Ling'er's side, and immediately became ruthless, and the two of them flanked each other, one left and one right.

Because they knew that even Baiheshan was the strongest here, and even Baiheshan wasn't sure to kill a five-star black jackal, let alone a "sister" who wasn't even a great fighter.

Bai Heshan couldn't help frowning when he saw the two strongest fighters on the other side making a move. He didn't seem to be satisfied with such a powerful fighter.

"Shan Yangui, come on, try to hold back!"

Bai Heshan showed worry. Obviously, he was also worried about Xian Ling'er. If he saved his sweetheart's life, there would be no hindrance to the union...

"Um, good!" Shan Yangui was slightly stunned, and then responded.

Facing such an opponent, whoever they change to will be under a lot of pressure.

Fortunately, Pei Yuan also pulled out his hand.

The six masters of the Black Mosquito Sect killed one again, and the remaining five were not something they could resist.

Xian Ling'er knew that Bai Heshan made a move, so she didn't pay much attention to it. After watching the whole scene, she drew up several battlefields,

That three-star fighter named Hei Chong formed a battlefield of his own. Although Pei Yuan left, he was still timid, afraid of becoming the next black crow or black jackal.

Then came the Black Eagle and Black Panther battles. These two people, a seven-star fighter, an eight-star fighter, and the black panther of the eight-star fighter, had a strange grudge, as if they were covered by something. .

If Xian Ling'er were to choose, it would definitely be to kill the three-star fighter Hei Chong first, and then let more students restrain the Black Eagle and Black Panther.

"Xuan-level intermediate fighting skills, shaking mountains and tigers smashing!"

"Mysterious-level intermediate fighting skills, tearing the dragon's claws!"

One dragon and one tiger all used the strongest blow, intending to kill Xian Ling'er in one fell swoop.

Seeing the fierce attack, Xian Ling'er naturally wouldn't sit still.

"Yu Sha, the Three Absolute Swords!"

The three fiery red sword qi condensed in an instant, and the two defensive sword qi, like two swimming dragons, guarded Xian Ling'er.

"Ice Shadow Hunting Gun!"

"Bombard the Mountain Splitting Axe!"

"Crazy Shadow Broken Gold Knife!"

When the three Baiheshan arrived, they all used their fighting skills to defend Xian Ling'er.

Xian Ling'er watched helplessly, the attack of the dragon and the tiger seemed to be unable to break through her own sword energy defense.

Since these three were fighting with them, Xian Ling'er took aim at Hei Chong. It seemed that this three-star fighter must be eliminated.

"Mysterious-level fighting skills, combined with one sword!"

Looking at the black worm, Xian Ling'er's three sword qi gradually converged into one, and Xian Ling'er had disappeared, leaving only a colorful and charming sword.

Speaking of Hei Chong, he is being besieged by a group of fighters, among them are outstanding fighters like Zhao Yong and Lin Yuru.

A sudden intuition told him that his life was in danger. He looked around, but there was nothing abnormal. He didn't realize it until he saw a colorful light coming from a distance. It was too late, and it was too late to defend.

"Puff!" With a soft sound, Xian Ling'er had already appeared on the other side.

Hei Chong stood unwillingly, until the consciousness disappeared, and the empty shell fell down,

Hei Ya, Hei Jackal, and Hei Chong, three great fighters have already died at the hands of Xian Ling'er. As the captain of Xian Ling'er's team, Zhao Yong was not only shocked but also shocked.

As for the Black Mosquito Sect, looking at Xian Ling'er was like seeing an evil star. It seemed that as long as Xian Ling'er targeted the Great Fighter, he would surely die.

Black Eagle and Black Panther, fearful, did not dare to hit too hard, and seemed to be playing around with the people of Canaan Academy.

The black panther sighed to himself, even if he showed his strength, he couldn't kill the black jackal so easily. Even the black bug with the strength of a three-star fighter would have to spend a lot of fighting spirit.

The middle-aged man watching from the side couldn't help it either. Although these people were only a part of the Black Mosquito Cult, but losing two guardians one night in a row, the leader couldn't help it.

"Everyone, withdraw!"

Xian Ling'er suddenly saw the scene of casualties at Canaan Academy.Holding the long sword in his hand, the three sword qi gathered in a hurry and stabbed straight in one direction.

"Oh!"

A powerful breath erupted, and the surrounding Doushi level students were shaken away, or stunned, or severely injured, their faces turned pale!
"It really is the sword's problem!"

It took several layers of defense to block Xian Ling'er's "armor-breaking" sword for this strong man who made a sudden attack. This was due to unequal strength.

The middle-aged man still attacked and took the lead.

"Drink!" The middle-aged man gave a low shout, and shook Xian Ling'er's long sword away.

The long sword that was shaken away was deeply inserted into the surrounding wall, and the long sword pierced into the wall like a needle piercing tofu, making these people understand that it turned out that Xian Ling'er relied on this...

The middle-aged man's attack was very vicious and deadly. Moreover, he had rich combat experience, which caught Xian Ling'er off guard.

The long sword was shaken away, and the middle-aged man struck with his palm,
Xian Ling'er retreated violently, knowing that the palm didn't seem to pose any threat to her, Xian Ling'er still chose to avoid it.

"Advanced fighting skills of the mysterious rank, Manhuo Zhuhua!"

At the same time as she retreated sharply, Xian Ling'er's fighting energy circulated in her body, and a fiery red dazzling mandala flower appeared on the sole of her feet.

Xian Ling'er standing on the flower platform looks more like a fairy and goddess of flowers!
There are 36 petals, and there are more than 20 fire-colored crystal clear beads hanging on them, but these beads give this middle-aged man the feeling of being dangerous.

"Yu!" "Go!"

Xian Ling'er said,
Then, a petal stood in front of the middle-aged man, blocking the sudden attack of this man for Xian Ling'er!
Afterwards, Xian Ling'er was not to be outdone, and showed courtesy, a crystal clear fire bead fell off, Xian Ling'er flicked lightly, and flew towards the middle-aged man at extreme speed.

The middle-aged man frowned,
Concentrating on a gray spear casually, the grudge of this middle-aged man seemed a little strange.

"Oh!"

He picked it casually, and the fire bead fell to the side. There was a loud bang, and a bright spark nearly ten meters away bloomed, illuminating the entire area.

"Heh, advanced fighting skills, it seems that you are the strongest in this experience!"

The middle-aged man was overjoyed. Looking at Xian Ling'er, he seemed to see a way out. As long as he captured this one and forced Canaan Academy to retreat, he would be at ease.

The middle-aged man's words made the rest of the students wake up from their dreams. Baiheshan didn't have such an attack.Such a weapon is also top-notch.Can't help guessing about Xian Ling'er's identity.

"So what!"

Xian Ling'er didn't hide it, she seemed to be the strongest in round combat power, but the aura of this middle-aged man was stronger than that of Wang Qingtuo, and he was obviously not weaker than the five-star fighting spirit.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, "Then I have to ask you to stay and have a cup of tea!"

(End of this chapter)