Son-in-law From Dark World

Jun Mo Rou sneered.

"Just go ahead and say it. It's just that I find him very annoying."

"If it wasn't for the elder, I didn't even bother to see him. Because I had some talent, I felt that everyone was at his mercy."

"Only one conceit!"

Words down!

Jun Mo Rou threw out two lights and shadows!

Red and blue light and shadow, into two big knives, bloom, at the same time to the other side of the chop in the past!

One is frost, the other is flame, is a combination of Tianbao!

Frost knife light and flame knife light, at the same time shrouded Han Qiaoqiao, let her face change dramatically!

"Go!"

Soon, Han Qiaoqiao, finger flick, a golden light emerged, turned into a shield!

However, she spent a lot of money to get the defensive Tianbao. When it blooms, it is a hundred meters in size, protecting herself tightly behind.

"Boom

The two swords cleaved on the gold shield, and the breath of terror erupted!

Completely defended!

Han Qiaoqiao showed a proud smile on his face!

"You are such a broken Tianbao, you can stand up to the middle class, and dare to show off in front of me!"

"Dementor bell!"

Counter attack time!

Han Qiaoqiao took out a string of bells and swayed, suddenly, the visible ripple spread open!

Round and round!

Even though the knife is shining, it doesn't hurt at all!

The whole competition field is almost covered by the Dementor bell!

Until, Jun Mo Rou fell into it and felt the spirit was bombarded.

It's like breaking her brain, breaking her mind.

"What are you fighting me for?"

"If you don't admit defeat, you may die!"

Han Qiaoqiao's eyes across a vicious color, she has the best defense, Tianbao in the head protection, solid!

Now a Dementor bell interferes with casting!

Completely occupy the advantage, take the initiative, suppress the other side to death.

At this time, in her eyes, the other side has no chance to fight back.

Han Qiaoqiao is approaching to maximize the power of the bell, and even, by virtue of the Dementor sound, he can make the other party collapse and make a fool of himself.

In this yunlanzong, there is no female disciple who can surpass her glory!

No one can do it.

However

When she approached, Jun Mo Rou suddenly stood up straight, and then sat in the void.

Then, with a wave of her hand, a star crossed and fell on the gold shield.

Next second!

The starlight bloomed and wrapped up the golden shield, and Han Qiaoqiao's face was also changed, because her spirit had lost contact with Jindun.

Bang!

Gold shield fell to the ground!

Looking up the moment, Han Qiaoqiao saw Jun Mo Rou actually stand up, stepping on some mysterious body method, rolled up a hiding light and rushed to her!

"No, how could it be!"

"The Dementor bell will not fail!"

Han Qiaoqiao suddenly suspected that the Dementor bell was invalid, but the ripple was still spreading, and the wave of magic sound was still there!

And the other side seems to be unaffected, suddenly eased over, getting closer and closer!

Even, she had seen the other party pick up a jewelry whip offering and come out.

This long whip, inlaid with five elements of jewelry, is full of pearls, but contains powerful power. It turns into six rays of light and bombards Han Qiaoqiao in the past!

Almost instantaneous!

Han Qiaoqiao saw Jun Mo Rou's chest wearing a jade pendant, is suffused with a faint halo!

But this halo has absorbed all the Dementors.

In a flash!

As soon as her face changed, she couldn't dodge at all. She watched the six light screens cleave from her face!

She has no defense magic weapon, can only reluctantly release a row of ice wall.

Boom!

She usually uses magic weapons, and the lowest level is the level of treasure.

As for magic, she never used it.

Therefore, at this time, her magic is fragile and can be broken in an instant!

Six light curtain, oppressed her directly to sit on the ground, and then covered her face.

Pain, did not come!

Death did not come.

Han Qiaoqiao thought he was dead. After all, during the martial arts competition, the cases of wrong hand killing were not rare!

What's more, she still has grudges and conflicts with each other!

Jun Mo Rou took the opportunity to kill her, the reason is also sufficient.

After a long time!

Han Qiaoqiao just summoned up the courage to release his hand, and then opened his eyes, but saw that the surrounding had been empty, did not see the figure of Jun Mo Rou!

And around, has also sounded the cheering!"Long live sister Jun!"

"It's so beautiful. Even if you look beautiful, your cultivation is still so profound and you have rich practical experience!"

"The cooperation of several magic weapons is also very powerful. Alas, the perfect goddess, we can only see it!"

"My eyes are greedy."

Many male disciples are sighing that in front of Jun Mo Rou, who is excellent in all aspects, they have developed a sense of inferiority.

Now!

Han Qiaoqiao has left the court in a dark mood, and Jun Mo Rou has won the game.

Her display, also completely attracted ye Guqiu's attention!

"This girl is the gentleman Mo Rou who was brought back by the Qingyang sect of Houshan?"

Ye Guqiu nominated him and asked the red elder on one side!

"Return to the patriarch, exactly!"

Obviously, he could see that the patriarch was very interested in Jun Mo Rou's performance!

"Well, talent, temperament, are very good, pass on my order, after the game, regardless of the rank, pass purple identity!"

Ye Guqiu said solemnly.

On hearing this, the elder in red froze for a long time.

How can it be so easy to be a disciple in purple?

What's more, Jun Mo Rou's talent is good, but compared with Li Taizong, there is still a lot of difference, her soul root quality is only Xuan level.

Although it is a top-notch existence in the back mountain, it is not so excellent in Zhongshan.

How can the patriarch suddenly order? This makes the red elder very puzzled. The identity of the purple disciple is such a hasty arrangement!

However, he did not dare to ask, especially when he saw that the patriarch had a satisfied smile and appreciation on his face, he had to go out and announce it in public.

"The patriarch has the order, the seal, the black clothes disciple of the Qingyang sect in the back mountain, and Jun Mo Rou is promoted to the purple clothes disciple!"

"After the competition, go to Yunlan hall to get purple clothes, identity plate, and ten pieces of soul stone."

As the red elder's words fell, the disciples of the whole shrine burst out a wave of exclamations.

At that time, all people's eyes are also trapped in Jun Mo Rou's body.

Li Taizong, in particular, is pestering Jun Mo Rou at this time and congratulates her on winning the competition.

When he heard the announcement, he was struck by lightning and was stunned on the spot.

Indifferently turned around, he looked at the red elder in disbelief, and his heart twitched violently.

He couldn't think about it. Like the red elder, he couldn't figure out why the patriarch would choose Mo Rou, the emperor with less talent than himself.

Malice??

For??

Impossible!!!

He is also a disciple of the clan, and he is gifted. The master will never do this, which will make the disciples cold hearted.

However, because of this, he could not think of the decision.