The final day has finally arrived.
The sky was as blue as water, and there were white clouds floating in the sky, and a breeze came out from time to time, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
The weather was fine, but apparently few people noticed. At this time, everyone's attention has been placed on the upcoming finals.
Today is the day of the finals of the family meeting. In the early morning, many people have come to the square, preparing to watch the next competition.
In the auditorium, all the distinguished guests naturally took their seats. The heads of the four major families have naturally all been present. It can be said that this competition is a big event for both the Murong family and the Nangong family. After all, in this final, Murong Qingyan belonged to the Murong family, and Nangong Ye belonged to the Nangong family. Whoever wins will be the first family.
This first family is not only famous, but also has access to many conveniences provided by the royal family.
Although Murong Qingyan entered the final, but Murong Xiong's face was not very good-looking. Although the current Murong Qingyan is no longer the waste of the past, and has become extraordinarily powerful. Such strength, if it can really be used by the Murong family, it will definitely be a great help. Especially now that Murong Qingyan is still young, only fifteen years old this year, there is still a lot of room for development.
However, he knew in his heart that Murong's heart was not on the Murong family at all. He didn't even know if Murong Qingyan's heart was full of resentment towards the Murong family.
However, even so, he still hoped that Murong Qingyan could win. Because this is related to the reputation and future development of the Murong family. However, he also knew that although Murong Qingyan's strength was not low, he was too far away from Nangong Ye.
Nangong Ye is now in the late stage of the consecration stage, while Murong Qingyan is only in the late stage of the foundation stage. Although both are in the late stage, the gap in strength is indeed like the sky and the earth.
The contradictory mood made Murong Xiong's face become extraordinarily strange.
Unlike Murong Xiong's tangled mood, although Nangong Tingli didn't say anything, the happy look on his face had already revealed everything. Although the final has not yet started, he seems to have seen the moment of victory.
Akihara Lishang and Beiliyuan were very calm, but now things are a foregone conclusion, no matter who wins or loses, it doesn't make any difference to them.
Of course, Akihara Lishang's heart is also very relieved. Although their Akihara family failed to enter the finals, his son Akihara Yi has already obtained the admission qualifications of the four major colleges.
Among all the sons, he valued this son the most. In addition to the accident because Akihara is extremely talented, of course, it is also related to this son's meticulous thinking. What he is most worried about now is the physical problem of this son. I heard from the housekeeper before that there is a pharmacist with excellent medical skills who can cure Yi'er's body. Although he didn't know if the pharmacist could really do it, he was still very anxious.
Now his greatest hope is to heal Yi'er's body as soon as possible, so that Yi'er can go to the four colleges in a healthy manner. Yi'er's talent is definitely no worse than Nangong Ye's. If it wasn't for her physical problems, Nangong Ye would definitely not be able to win against Yi'er.
Feng Fei didn't care about the thoughts in the minds of the four major families. He looked at the hour, and then got up, followed by a loud voice.
"The time has come, and the final of the family meeting will begin now. Nangong Ye will show his face to Murong."
After the words fell, Nangong Ye and Murong Qingyan walked to the ring one after another.
Seeing Nangong Ye and Murong showing their faces standing on the ring, Feng Fei's eyes flashed with admiration. To be able to get to this point, whether it is Nangong Ye or Murong Qingyan, they are all extraordinary. He knew that many people felt that the victory in this competition was already within Nangong Ye's pockets.
However, for some unknown reason, he always felt that this Murong's face might create some miracles. He is looking forward to this match.
On the ring, Murong Qingyan and Nangong Ye stood opposite each other.
Nangong Ye has a tall and elegant figure, and is dressed in a brocade robe made of ice blue silk. The snow-white piping embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns complements the suet jade hairpin on his head. He had a gentle smile on his face, and the whole person stood there with a feeling like a spring breeze, like a handsome young man.
On the contrary, Murong Qingyan was still wearing that blue dress. Although it wasn't torn, it looked very outdated. If you just look at the right side of her face, she is a beautiful and beautiful woman, but unfortunately, the birthmark entrenched on her left cheek makes her whole face look extra weird.
When the two stood together, the contrast was striking.
Almost all the people who came to watch today were one-sidedly optimistic about Nangong Ye. Although I have to admit that Murong Qingyan's strength is not weak, otherwise it is impossible to reach the final stage. However, the gap between her and Nangong Ye was too great. It was almost impossible to bridge the gap between the late foundation-building stage and the late stage of consecration.
The eyes of those young ladies were even more infatuated. For them, Nangong Ye was the best husband-in-law. Although Nangong Ye and Murong Qingxue had already decided to get married. However, in the competition a few days ago, Murong Qingxue was beaten down and lost so badly, it could almost be said to have lost all face, so it was impossible to say whether the marriage was counted or not.
It was because of Murong Qingxue's performance a few days ago that many young ladies in the waiting room had renewed hope.
No one noticed that in the dark, a pair of fierce eyes were staring at Murong's face on the ring, with hatred and excitement flashing in his eyes.
This person is Murong Qingxue. At this time, she was sitting on the seat not far behind Murong Xiong, dressed in white, and with a pale complexion, she seemed to have no sense of existence.
Originally, her injuries were not completely healed, and she should have stayed in the mansion to rest, but today's competition, she felt that she could not be absent, and she wanted to see Murong's face completely defeated.
Yesterday, she had already sent a letter to brother Ye. I believe that after seeing the letter, brother Ye will definitely seek justice for her.
The two stood far away, and a gust of breeze blew, blowing the ends of their hair and the corners of their clothes from time to time.
"Murong Qingyan, I didn't expect that there would be such a battle between us one day." Looking at Murong Qingyan standing opposite him, Nangong Ye felt a little emotional, "I really can't help you about the previous marriage contract. It's just that , this marriage contract is completely a decision made by the parents without authorization. I-"
Hearing that Nangong Ye was still talking nonsense here, Murong Qing frowned and interrupted him without hesitation, "What? Nangong Ye, do you want to be like Murong Qingxue and persuade me to take the initiative to admit defeat? It really is worthy of being a fiancée!"
"It was originally my fault that we broke off the marriage." Hearing Murong Qingyan mentioning Murong Qingxue, Nangong Ye's face became a little cold, "However, the break-off has nothing to do with Xue'er. Even without Cher, there is no possibility between me and you. You really shouldn't treat Cher like this."
"It seems that Murong Qingxue said something to you!" Murong Qingxiao understood, "However, I'm standing here today, not to talk nonsense with you, let's start! There's no need to continue wasting time here. "
"You—" Nangong Ye's eyes flashed gloom after hearing Murong's unrepentant expression, "Since you don't know what's good or bad, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."
Yesterday, he received a letter from Xueer, knowing that Xueer's injury was deliberately caused by Murong Qingyan. Even Murong Qingyan even ran to Xueer to show off her power. He was angry about this,
But thinking about it carefully, he felt that the matter of breaking off the marriage was his fault, so he wanted to give Murong a chance to show his face. Now that Murong is showing no appreciation, there is no need for him to be polite.
Facing Nangong Ye's hypocrisy, Murong's eyes turned cold, and she immediately started to do it. But in an instant, she had already rushed in front of Nangong Ye and attacked Nangong Ye directly.
Nangong Ye didn't expect Murong Qingyan to act directly like this. When he realized the danger, his body reacted faster, and he dodged directly. However, even though Rao evaded so quickly, it was inevitable that Murong's fist wind swept his jade-like face, causing a burst of pain.
Seeing that Nangong Ye dodged his attack, Murong's face was not surprised at all. It would be abnormal if Nangong Yexian and Murong Qingxue were so easy to deal with. She was ready for a tough fight today.
After Nangong Ye dodged, Murong Qingyan did not stop because of this, but kept attacking again. Of course, her attack at this time did not use spiritual power, but pure hand-to-hand combat.
The people around the ring saw how hot the two were fighting on the ring, and their hearts naturally followed the movements of the two.
Murong Qingyan's attack was fierce and fast, often when the opponent had just dodged one blow, another more powerful attack would come immediately. All of her attacks did not bring her profound strength, she simply used her own profound strength. Such attacks are rarely seen in competitions. After all, compared to the strength of the physical body itself, the attack power of profound strength is even more powerful.
As Murong Qingyan attacked more and more intensively, the calm expression on Nangong Ye's face also changed. He never thought that he would be forced to this point by Murong Yanyan.
At first, when facing Murong's admiration, he could easily respond. But as time passed, Murong Qingyan's strength seemed to be exhausted, and his dodging became a bit reluctant.
Suddenly, Nangong Ye felt a pain in his shoulder. It turned out that when he couldn't dodge in time, Murong poured his face and punched him in the shoulder. The sudden sharp pain made him wonder if all the bones in his shoulder had been shattered.
"Murong's face." Nangong Ye quickly pushed away, covered his shoulders, and looked at the woman standing opposite him through gritted teeth, "You are too deceiving."
At this time, Nangong Ye even had the heart to kill Murong Qingyan. He never thought that he would suffer such a loss under Murong Qingyan's hands.
The pain in his shoulder made the anger in his heart begin to gather quickly.
When the people off the field saw that Nangong Ye was hit by no one, they couldn't help exclaiming. No one would have thought that Murong Qingyan could actually hurt Nangong Ye. After all, the gap in cultivation between the two was there, and it was impossible for Nangong Ye to be injured.
"Nangong Ye, this is the arena." Looking at Nangong Ye who was standing opposite her, Murong looked ironic, "In this arena, it's supposed to be a fight to the death, is it possible that you still want to act here?"
"Hmph, Murong Qingyan, since you're looking for a dead end, don't blame me." Nangong Ye put away the elegant smile on his face, "I don't eat or drink fine wine for toasting, today, I will even count Xueer's account together. ."
"It seems that Murong Qingxue told you something." Murong Qingyan sneered a few times, "Since you are so confident, come on!"
Nangong Ye used his profound strength, and the strong profound strength in his body immediately exuded coercion, and rolled his face towards Murong!
Generally speaking, when facing the coercion of an opponent who is stronger than you, you will always feel breathless for a while. If the level is too different, the weaker party will even suffer serious internal injuries.
However, in the face of Nangong Ye's coercion, Murong turned her face and did not move. In front of her, a transparent barrier seemed to form, which easily blocked Nangong Ye's coercion.
Seeing that Murong's face was so easily relieved of his coercion, Nangong Ye's eyes flashed with darkness. He originally thought that today's match would be easy, but now it seems that he can no longer take it lightly.
Although Murong Qingyan's strength is much lower than his, but seeing Murong Qingyan's performance now, he doesn't dare to underestimate Murong Qingyan. Today's match, he must win.
Although he has now obtained the admission qualifications of the four major colleges, this is not his ultimate goal. From childhood to adulthood, he has been called a genius, so he must win the competition and enter the four academies with great success.
Gradually, Nangong Ye's eyes began to darken. He drew a soft sword from his waist, and then poured spiritual power into it. The soft sword became firm, and even began to tremble slightly. The air gradually spread on the field, and even taking a breath, you could vaguely feel the sweet smell of blood.
The oppressive and bloody atmosphere made the people in the square almost breathless. When people saw the soft sword in Nangong Ye's hand, they couldn't help exclaiming.
"This is the treasure of the Nangong family, the blood-devouring soft sword."
"My God, I didn't expect that Nangong Ye is now able to control the blood-devouring soft sword. However, to be able to push Nangong Ye to this stage, the strength of Murong Qingyan should not be underestimated!"
"Even so, it won't change the facts. As soon as the blood-devouring soft sword comes out, Murong has no chance to show his face."
"… "
The people around were talking a lot, especially for the soft sword that Nangong Ye took out.
This blood-devouring soft sword is the treasure of the Nangong family. It has always been kept by the family owner, and it is difficult for outsiders to touch it. Only the head of the family and the heirs of the family can practice the blood-devouring swordsmanship.
It is said that this blood-devouring soft sword was made many years ago when the family of the Nangong family obtained Hanxing fine iron by chance. In order to make this sword open, it is said that the blood of hundreds of people was used to pay homage to this sword. That's why it has the name of this blood-devouring soft sword.
Later, the patriarch of the Nangong family created a blood-devouring sword technique by himself. With the use of this blood-devouring soft sword, the power was multiplied. It is also because of this reason that the Nangong family can become one of the four major families, and has always occupied this position firmly.
This blood-devouring soft sword will definitely see blood as soon as it comes out.
In the auditorium, Nangong Tingli saw Nangong Ye take out the blood-devouring soft sword, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes. Because he doesn't think that you should use such a big move to deal with a small Murong Yanyan. No matter what you think about it, that's fine. Don't continue to entangle with Murong Qingyan, and make a quick decision to avoid any changes.
Because he always felt that this Murong Qingyan looked really evil. It was best that Ye'er could take advantage of this rare opportunity to kill Murong Qingyan. Murong Qingyan's current strength should not be underestimated, wouldn't he become a formidable enemy of the Nangong family in the future.
On the other side, Murong Xiong was also very troubled. Although he really wanted Murong to show his victory and win greater interests for the Murong family. But if Murong Qingyan is too powerful, he is also worried that the future Murong Qingyan will not only be unable to become the help of the Murong family, but will become a resistance.
Murong Qingxue, who had been watching the game off the court, was full of excitement after seeing Nangong Ye's performance. She knew that brother Ye would not let her down.
Hmph, Murong Qingyan, this slut, dared to treat her like this, not only made her humiliated in public, but also made her unable to practice any more.
She wasn't sure if Murong's words were true, but now she couldn't continue to practice, but it was a fact. In this regard, her heart is full of worry. She really didn't know that if she couldn't continue to cultivate in the future and became a waste, would brother Ye still want her
No, brother Ye will definitely not despise her. Brother Ye, who loves her so much, will not abandon her because of such a thing.
Besides, although she was worried, she felt that she would recover soon. Although she didn't know how long Murong Qingyan had been practicing, she felt that it was impossible for Murong Qingyan to have such strength, but she did such a thing.
Therefore, she was sure that Murong Qingyan must have done something to her, and it was not caused by the injury at all. She will definitely regain her strength. She is the young lady of the Murong family, and the family will not ignore her.
As long as Brother Ye defeats Murong Qingyan today, then Murong Qingyan's status in the Murong family will definitely return to the way it was before. At that time, she will not let Murong Qingyan go easily. She wants Murong Qingyan to live rather than die.
On the ring, in the dark eyes of everyone, Nangong Ye's figure finally moved!
His figure was like a ghost, and instantly flashed to the front of Murong's face, before the figure appeared, the sword moved first! A bright and sharp sword light flickered and slashed down towards Nangong Ye's head!
The bloody aura of that sword was actually poured into by Nangong Ye's abundant profound energy, charging in all directions, and the audience in the front row even felt the sharp sword slashed across their face, bringing a chilling feeling of pain. .
When the people in the audience saw Nangong Ye's blow, they couldn't help but nodded.
"Blessed is the Nangong Patriarch!" It was Feng Fei who spoke, and his face was full of admiration, "To be able to have such a cultivation at a young age is really promising! There is a successor to the Nangong family, Nangong. The owner should be very happy!"
"General Feng is too polite." Although he said it modestly, the smugness on Nangong Tingli's face was obvious, "The dog is still young and young, so he acts like this."
"Patriarch Nangong doesn't need to be so humble." Akihara Lishang also spoke up, "Nangong Ye is young and promising, this is indeed a fact, but—"
Nangong Tingli was very happy to hear Akihara Lishang's praise to Nangong Ye. But when he couldn't hear it, he knew that Akihara Lishang was only afraid that there was something in his words. Sure enough, when he heard the next words, his face became not very good.
"Murong Qingyan, this girl seems to be very calm, and I don't know if she already has a countermeasure." Akihara Lishang continued, "I see that the girl's temperament is very good, maybe there is something killer."
What Akihara Lishang said was completely from the perspective of a bystander. Anyway, now the Akihara family has no way to continue to compete for the reputation of this first family, and he doesn't need to fight here any longer.
"Well, this competition is still very interesting." Feng Fei nodded and said with a smile, "No matter who wins or loses, it's just a competition."
After hearing Feng Fei's words, the heads of the four major families didn't say anything.
The bloody and sharp sword was slashed down, but Murong did not dare to face it directly. First, there was a gap between her and Nangong Ye's strength. If she faced Nangong Ye's attack with all her strength, she would not die. Seriously injured. Second, she always felt that the see in Nangong Ye's hands seemed particularly evil.
"Master, hurry up and escape." Xiaobai in the space saw such a scene, and quickly communicated with no one who wanted to use his consciousness, "If you are really stabbed, Master, you will definitely lose today."
Even if it wasn't for Xiaobai, Murong Qingyan refused to be an idiot and could only go up to her directly. She dodged nimbly and avoided Nangong Ye's attack.
Just as Murong turned her face away, a crack had appeared in the place where she had just stood, and the four broken bricks kept flying around.
"hiss-"
Seeing the situation on the ring, those who were watching the game couldn't help gasping for air. If Murong Qingyan was really hit just now, would it be broken into pieces like those bricks and stones
A sharp light flashed in Murong Qingyan's eyes, it seemed that this battle was really not easy to fight. Nangong Ye is indeed not a straw bag, his strength is indeed very strong. At least for her now, Nangong Ye is a strong enemy.
Still, this fight is better. She wants to become stronger, only through constant battles, defeating Nangong Ye today is just the first step.
Thinking of this, Murong's eyes lit up with fighting intent.
If he missed a hit, Nangong Ye didn't hesitate, and immediately attacked Murong again. Ling Li, with a murderous aura, kept attacking Murong.
Murong Qingyan did not keep dodging like the first time, she gritted her teeth, clenched her hands into fists, concentrated all her profound strength on her fists, and directly faced Nangong Ye's attack.
"My God! Is this Murong's face worth dying for? How dare you directly face the blood-devouring soft sword like this."
After seeing Murong's demeanor, all those who were watching the competition had this idea in their hearts. Just by looking at the attack just now, you can see how powerful the Blood-devouring Soft Sword is. In addition to Nangong Ye's cultivation, Murong Qingyan faced the attack like this, which was no different from suicide.
Under everyone's incredible gaze, Murong raised his face and slammed his fist upwards fiercely. Because of the extremely fast speed, wherever the fist went, it even formed a vacuum, and the force was fierce, and it collided with the sword in an instant!
This is almost the crudest and most primitive means of attack.
There was a loud sound of "Bang—", and the collision of profound energy brought a huge impact. A wave of air continued to spread from the center of the impact to the surrounding, bringing bursts of heat waves.
The ground of the arena also seemed to have cracks because it couldn't bear such pressure.
Thin fists, sharp swords, wrapped in spiritual power, stalemate each other constantly!
Nangong Ye obviously didn't expect Murong Qingyan to catch his move. He is now in the late stage of consecration, and Murong Qingyan is only in the late stage of foundation-building.
His strength was several levels higher than that of Murong Qingyan. Besides, he still had the help of the blood-devouring soft sword, but Murong Qingyan fought him with his bare hands.
Soon, Nangong Ye's face became even more gloomy. In his opinion, not being able to defeat Murong Qingyan for so long was already a failure.
Suddenly, he felt a more powerful force attacking him. Before he had time to think, he poured all the profound energy of his entire body into the blood-devouring soft sword in his hand.
The aura of killing once again spread throughout the square. Those watching around could hardly bear the breath. Many people felt a suffocation in their chests, and even felt a fishy sweetness in their throats. Some people with relatively low cultivation levels could not help but fall to the ground.
Seeing such a scene, Feng Fei stood up immediately, his hands began to form a seal quickly, and then a formation was formed on the ring. Otherwise, if it continues like this, the competition will not end, and people who watch it may have an accident.
As soon as the barrier came out, the people watching around the ring suddenly felt relieved for a while, and there was no more pressure from before. At the same time, everyone sighed in their hearts. I didn't expect to see such a fierce competition at this family meeting. It really was a worthwhile trip!
On the ring, although Murong Qingyan didn't have too many expressions on her face, at this time, her situation was not as calm as she showed.
She only felt that her five internal organs were crowded together, her whole body was sore, and it seemed that she was about to fall down in the next moment, but she didn't. Gritting her teeth, she once again absorbed the spiritual power in her body and poured it into her fist. Her face was slightly pale, her eyes were as deep as the sea, and she exerted fierce force!
Feeling Murong Qingyan's strength, Nangong Ye could only continue to transfer profound energy from his dantian to the sword in his hand.
He really didn't know that Murong Qingyan hadn't even reached the consecration stage yet, how could there be so much inexhaustible profound energy? He could feel that the profound energy in his body seemed to be depleted, but Murong Qingyan didn't seem to be affected in any way.
As everyone knows, Murong Qingyan's situation at the moment is not as good as she has shown. She felt that her dantian seemed to be empty, and the strength in her body gradually left her.
"Master, you have reached your limit." Xiaobai in the space was very anxious when he saw Murong's appearance, if it wasn't for Murong's disapproval, the tower would have already run out at this moment, "If Go on like this, and you'll be in danger."
Murong Qingyan was not prepared to admit defeat, she gritted her teeth and continued to persist.
Finally, the collision of profound energy between the two seemed to have reached its limit, and a strong white light burst out between the two. In the violent explosion, both were knocked into the air.
Everyone off the field watched every move on the ring, not even blinking, for fear of missing any wonderful moment.
When they saw the strong white light bursting from the ring, everyone closed their eyes involuntarily. When I opened my eyes again, the situation on the ring had changed a lot.
Nangong Ye had already retreated to the edge of the ring. There was no blood on his face, and there was a tinge of red blood on the corner of his mouth. Although he was still standing there, he looked pale and weak, as if a gust of wind could knock him down.
However, compared to Murong Qingyan's current situation, Nangong Ye was much better.
Murong Qingyan could no longer stand up at this time, she could only kneel on the ground halfway with her right hand on the ground to prevent her from falling down. There were multiple cracks in the dress on her body, and there seemed to be a little blood on the cracks. On the ground in front of her, there was already a pool of bright red blood, which she had just spit out.
At this moment, Murong Qingyan's face was no longer bloody, and the whole little face was so pale that it was almost transparent. Even the red-purple birthmark on the right face seemed to have become a lot lighter in color.
The outcome is already decided, and everyone is not at all surprised by such a result.
The gap in cultivation between Murong Qingyan and Nangong Ye was there. No matter how powerful Murong Qingyan was, it was impossible to cross three levels and defeat Nangong Ye, so as long as the result was doomed from the beginning .
However, it was quite remarkable that Murong Qingyan was able to push Nangong Ye to this point.
After this competition, many people's views on Murong Qingyan changed. Although Murong Qingyan was still ugly, her strength should not be underestimated, and no one would dare to look down on her in the future.
"Murong Qingyan, you lost." At this time, Nangong Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now, he once thought that he would really lose to Murong Qingyan. Now that the dust has settled, he is the victor.
"I didn't lose." To everyone's surprise, Murong Qingyan didn't admit defeat. She raised her head and looked at Nangong Ye, her clear eyes flashing with unyielding light.
Even at this point, she still doesn't want to admit defeat. She can admit defeat to everyone, but she is absolutely unwilling to admit defeat to Nangong Ye.
Nangong Ye's actions in the past, she remembered everything in her heart. It is impossible for her to admit defeat to Nangong Ye.
"You—" Nangong Ye obviously didn't expect such a change to happen.
He raised his head and slammed into Murong Qingyan's clear eyes. Those eyes are like stars, shining with stubborn light, and like the bottomless sea, people can't help but immerse themselves in it, even if they know it is an abyss, there is no way to break free.
For a time, Nangong Ye seemed to have forgotten what he was going to say, he could only stare at Murong's face blankly. Unconsciously, there seemed to be an inexplicable feeling flowing through his heart.
Also shocked are the people who have been fighting. No one would have imagined that they have already reached this point, and Murong Qingyan is actually unwilling to admit defeat. You know, if you don't want to admit defeat, it means you have to continue the test. But obviously, Murong Qingyan's profound energy has been exhausted now.
Although Nangong Ye didn't seem to be in good condition, it was an easy task to kill Murong Qingyan. If it continues, even if Nangong Ye really killed Murong Qingyan, no one would say anything.
"Is this Murong Qingyan crazy? At this point, does she think she can continue to fight?"
"She doesn't want to die! Even if she is a hero, it is not at this time!"
"It's already this time, and I'm still thinking about being in the limelight. This Murong Qingyan is stupid!"
There was an uproar in the square, and everyone would not think that Murong was strong because she did not admit defeat, but felt that she was trying to show off.
Of course, there were also people who were worried about Murong Yanyan, but such people were too few to be ignored.
Murong Qingxue, who had been watching the competition, saw a trace of excitement in her eyes after seeing such a situation.
When she saw Murong's face hurt just now, she was very happy. Seeing that Murong's face was defeated, she felt very comfortable in her heart. However, even so, she felt that it was not enough.
Back then, Murong Qingyan humiliated her in front of so many people, and she also wanted Murong Qingyan to suffer the same treatment. But she also knew that Murong Qingyan had already lost, and the competition was over. There was still a little complaint in her heart, but brother Ye let go of Murong's face so easily.
However, she also knew that on such an occasion, if brother Ye continued to attack Murong Qingyan, he would be condemned by everyone.
Unexpectedly, things really turned a corner! Murong Qingyan didn't know whether to live or die, and at this point, she was not willing to admit defeat. This is the best, then brother Ye will continue to attack Murong Qingyan, it is best to let Murong Qingyan die on this ring, then the bad anger in her heart will come out.
Thinking of this, Murong Qingxue's face became terrifying. If anyone sees it, there is no way to believe that this is the usually gentle and moving lady of the Murong family.
However, at this time, everyone's attention was focused on the ring, and no one noticed such a scene.
"Nangong Ye, I won't admit defeat." Murong Qingyan coughed twice, spit out a mouthful of blood again, then struggled, stood up, and stood opposite Nangong Ye.
However, even though she stood up, her face was pale and her lips were purple, which made her seem reluctant.
"Murong Qingyan, at this point, do you think you can continue to fight?"
Nangong Ye had recovered from Murong's charming eyes, he shook his head, as if to shake off the abnormal feelings he had just now.
"Whether we can continue to fight, I have the final say, not you." Even though he was seriously injured, Murong's eyes were still sharp.
At this time, Xiaobai in the space was already in a hurry, and he almost wanted to jump out of the space by himself. But because the Qiankun Bracelet is now the object of Murong Qingyan, with the suppression of Murong Qingyan, it can't come out at this time, and can only be anxious there.
"Very good, Murong Qingyan, this is what you asked for." Looking at Murong Qingyan's appearance, Nangong Ye's eyes flashed with darkness, "Then don't blame me for being ruthless."
Murong Qingyan did not give in.
At this moment, the accident happened suddenly. The surrounding spiritual energy suddenly rushed towards Murong Qingyan's direction frantically, and the steady stream of spiritual energy poured directly into Murong Qingyan's body.