Crazy, the young master insists on summoning slime!

On the field, Wei Feng's face changed drastically as he looked at the long sword around his neck.

He looked around, and the whispers of the audience made his face distorted.

He is the one who wants to inherit the Ancient Dao Sword Hall!

How could he lose so easily at the hands of a woman!

He was just careless! Many of his tricks have not yet been used!

Wei Feng stared at Lin Ran in front of him, his eyes full of malice.

Lin Ran tilted his head, puzzled.

"What's wrong with you? Don't you admit defeat yet?

Wei Feng lowered his head and took a deep breath.

He tried to calm his voice.

"Miss Situ, you are worthy of being the daughter of the Sword God, your sword skills are indeed superb, and Wei is willing to bow down."

"It's just that before I admit defeat, I still have a word to convey for Master Venerable."

Lin Ran frowned slightly, she had already sensed Wei Feng's malice.

She could even have a hunch that what Wei Feng wanted to convey would not be a good word, but she couldn't help but prick up her ears and listen.

After the accident seven years ago, she has lived alone for too long.

"Master said, obviously your parents are still suffering day and night in Qiongchi, but you are here carefree in love-"

"Haha... You really are a good daughter of the Sword God..."

What..." Lin Ran's pupils trembled.

It's now!

Wei Feng's sword swung away from Lin Ran's sword resting on his neck, and then squeezed the sword technique, and under the power of the golden summoning beast, the sword that was originally cut off by Lin Ran exploded towards Lin Ran again.

Lin Ran instinctively blocked, and Wei Feng's Origin Sword was hidden in the flying sword, easily breaking through her defenses, and a sword pierced her chest.

"Ran'er!" Zhang Zhan flew down.

The mighty sword power made Lin Ran fly out backwards and fall heavily on the edge of the ring.

Lin Ran spat out a mouthful of blood, she glared at Wei Feng, and asked, "What is suffered, what Qiongchi, you tell me clearly." Lin

Ran was injured by the sword, and he was very embarrassed to even stand up.

But her eyes were as fierce as wild wolves, as if she was going to kill Wei Feng.

"Second Young Master Zhang, don't you know that going to the ring is equivalent to signing a life and death certificate, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere during the match?" Lan Muyu appeared and blocked in front of Zhang Zhan.

"Although it's a pity that such a little beauty died like this..." Lan Muyu chuckled, "But it doesn't seem bad to be able to see your powerless appearance up close."

Zhang Zhan looked up at the injured Lin Ran, and didn't even bother to give Lan Muyu a look.

Lan Muyu snorted in annoyance. "You just pretend, when Lin Ran dies, you will be next."

Zhang Zhan still looked at Lin Ran intently.

He had never worried that Lin Ran would not be able to beat Wei Feng.

But now, she seems to be sad.

Lin Ran's eyes made Wei Feng subconsciously take a step back.

When he realized that he had been frightened away by a woman's eyes, he became even more annoyed.

With a move of Wei Feng's hand, the sword on Lin Ran's chest suddenly flew back.

Lin Ran snorted, and his white clothes were stained with blood.

"Want to know the truth? Go to hell and ask Hades to go! A

huge golden-tailed marten figure appeared behind Wei Feng.

A hundred long swords formed a golden sword, the tip of which pointed straight at Lin Ran.

"Hundred Sword Formation! Slash God! As soon as

Wei Feng's sword came out, the swords of the entire audience buzzed!

"It is worthy of being the strongest sword saint in the imperial capital! This was Wei Feng's strongest sword, and unless Lin Ran could break the saint at this moment, he would definitely not be able to take it. "

It's a pity, but let's congratulate in advance... Groove!

Lao Ding's water cup was knocked over again.

He rushed to the front row in disbelief.

I saw the injured Lin Ran holding a sword in one hand and slashing out with a backhand.

"If you want to break the saint, you can catch this sword."

"Then it's okay to break the saint."

"Sword Spirit, Bloody Peach Blossom!"

The blue sword spirit roared happily and turned into a blood-colored peach blossom in the sky.

"Oh my God, I didn't feel wrong! Miss Lin Ran broke the saint!

"In my lifetime, I actually saw the Sword Immortal! And still such a young sword immortal!

"Sister Sword Fairy is really beautiful!"

Wei Feng's huge sword was like paper paste in front of Lin Ran's blood-colored peach blossoms, and it was easily shattered.

The golden-tailed marten attached to the sword didn't have time to dodge back into the summoning space, and was severely injured by a sword.

Wei Feng immediately spat out a large mouthful of blood, no longer able to resist.

Lin Ran stepped on a broken sword, walked to Wei Feng's side, and put the sword on Wei Feng's neck again.

"Repeat what you just said."

Wei Feng looked at Lin Ran's appearance, and his face suddenly turned ashen.

"Let's congratulate Lin Ran Sword Immortal for counter-killing Wei Fengjian Saint with one move, and winning this competition!!"

The salute representing victory sounded, and Ah Man excitedly held the sword on his waist and knelt on one knee in the direction of Lin Ran.

"Congratulations to Miss Lin Ran, breaking the saint and becoming an immortal!"

All the swordsmen in the audience pressed their swords and knelt down in Lin Ran's direction.

"Congratulations to Miss Lin Ran, breaking the saint and becoming an immortal!"

After a while, the audience resounded like a tsunami.

"Lin Ran, Sword Immortal!"

"Lin Ran, Sword Immortal!"

Everyone was celebrating the birth of a new Sword Immortal in Thirteen City.

Everyone was celebrating a wonderful victory in the ring.

Only Zhang Zhan keenly discovered that under the petals of the sky, Lin Ran was holding a sword in his hand, and his face was unprecedentedly pale.

As soon as the protective shield fell, Zhang Zhan rushed into the ring.

He came to Lin Ran's side and asked carefully, "Ran'er, what's wrong with you?" Wei

Feng had already been helped down by his colleagues in the Sword Pavilion.

In the ring of the match, only Lin Ran and Zhang Zhan remained.

"Ran'er, Ran'er!"

Zhang Zhan grabbed Lin Ran's arm and called out eagerly.

Only then did Lin Ran raise his head blankly.

Zhang Zhan suddenly felt suffocated in his heart.

Lin Ran -

she was actually crying!

The woman who never said a word even if her foot bones were shattered was crying at this time.

One after another pearl-like tears crossed Lin Ran's face.

Landed in the ring with a click.

Blood-colored flowers bloom.

Zhang Zhan held Lin Ran's trembling hands and tried to soften his voice.

"Ran'er, I'm here, don't cry..." "

Tell me, what happened?"

"Snap".

Lin Ran's sword that never left his body fell to the ground.

Lin Ran rushed over and hugged Zhang Zhan's waist.

The whole person was buried in Zhang Zhan's arms.

"Second, Second Young Master..."

Lin Ran's voice was full of crying, and his whole body trembled.

"My daddy and mother, they're not dead."

Lin Ran couldn't help but grab Zhang Zhan's clothes tightly and told Zhang Zhan everything Wei Feng said.

It took seven years to get the news.

Lin Ran was sad and surprised, and she could only repeat it unconsciously.

"Second Young Master."

"My daddy and mother."

"They're alive!"

"My father and mother, none of them died!"

Zhang Zhan pressed Lin Ran's head on his chest and comforted him softly.

"Ran'er, cry if you want to."

"Don't worry, I will definitely accompany you and rescue them all."

"You know, what I want to do, I can definitely do."

"Woo hoo... Second Young Master..."

Lin Ran's suppressed cry sounded in Zhang Zhan's arms.

And then slowly, slowly, it turned into a howl.