Lou Qianxue feels people's curious and fiery eyes, and her delicate and beautiful little face suddenly cools down.

The fighting on the stage continues.

In the past, Yun Huan and Shi Mengyang followed Lou Qianxue together. They also had a good friendship. Now, Ling Aoyu swept Shi Mengyang down, and Yun Huan was naturally unhappy.

In fact, Xie Ting, the third sword, saw that Ling Aoyu defeated Shi Mengyang, and his eyes were filled with emotion.

It seems that he should not let Ling Aoyu go before.

It's just that his sword cultivation is his heart's content. Because of the swordsmanship of the other side, he looks at the other side with great respect, so he puts it away if he wants to.

But Shi Mengyang stepped down, but let him behind, no longer want to let go of the defeat in his hands Tianjiao.

Yun Huan came out of the crowd and looked at Ling Aoyu: "do you want to wait for your recovery?"

The last thing that can be left in the four continents martial arts exchange meeting is the pride of heaven, and no one is willing to win.

"To you? Do you need it? "

Ling Aoyu eyebrow heart micro pick, cloud Huan before the battle he has seen, is to use the inscription.

He valued Xie Ting's opponents and Shi Mengyang because both of them were good at using swords.

In his opinion, a person who relies on inscriptions is almost useless.

After all -

which Emperor Wudi's strong man at the peak would watch the people with lower accomplishments slowly depict the inscriptions?

He will surely defeat the opponent before he portrays a useful inscription!

Ling Aoyu has such confidence!

"So you don't have to rest?" Cloud Huan complexion is very calm, slow voice way: "so, come to war."

"You're going to be the second person I'll sweep out of office."

Ling Aoyu spoke with pride.

In this world, the only people who can make him look at him differently are those who are as powerful as him, or swordsmen, or famous people!

Yun Huan is not a strong man with the same or stronger cultivation as him, nor is he a sword cultivator, nor is he a strong man on the Qianlong list. Naturally, he can't look at him differently.

"We'll see."

Yun Huan has seen two battles of Ling Aoyu and is very familiar with Ling Aoyu's fighting style.

As soon as Ling Ao Yu's voice fell, he raised his finger. The dots of light were floating in the void, but in the blink of an eye, he formed an inscription

At the same time.

Once again, there was darkness on the stage.

Ling Aoyu launches shadow sword again!

But this time, a white light, but lit up the whole dark space!

"How could he depict the inscription in such a short period of time?"

"How strong!"

"Monster, what a monster!"

"These people from tianxuanzong What kind of existence is it

Ling Aoyu also in the first time, changed his face.

He had never met such an engraver. He did not even need the preparation time to draw the inscription directly.

His expression instantly dignified, before the cloud Huan that kind of contempt, in the blink of an eye, disappeared completely.

Yun Huan is dressed in white, beautiful and gentle. With his fingers dancing, he is depicted with many inscriptions

Brush, brush!

Almost instantaneously, the ground split, Ling Aoyu's body fell, and he quickly flew to his sword, but

Brush, brush!

Innumerable vines, stretching out from the cracks in the ground, entangled the sword under his feet and dragged him down with him.

Ling Aoyu quickly releases his sword Qi and tries to break free ^

however

Boom!

The original crack, quickly closed, forming a land cage, will Ling Aoyu tightly trapped in it!

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