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Everyone felt suffocated, thinking that when they were in a stalemate again, Hua Xiaoluo suddenly stretched out his hand in mid-air, supported with one arm, and quickly adjusted his balance and stood firm! !
"Wow!"
The audience exclaimed, no one expected that Hua Xiaoluo could resist such a violent collision, with such agility!
Although Hua Xiaoluo's body was covered with blood and burns, even the long sword in his hand had melted in the battle just now, and his palm had also been burned.
However, Hua Xiaoluo seemed to have no pain, and launched another sprint!
On the other hand, Huang Yinger fell to the ground, shaking her body, was looking for a fireball for Nirvana, only to find that Hua Xiaoluo had already rushed over!
She did not expect that Hua Xiaoluo's small body is so powerful!
Hua Xiaoluo no longer had a sword in her hand, but she had no skill in her hands. She forcibly launched two sword-intent dragon flames, hitting Huang Ying'er, who had not had time to recover in the future!
"Puff!" Huang Yinger vomited blood and flew off the ring!
Until this moment, Hua Xiaoluo collapsed, kneeling on the ring, staring blankly at the palms that were already full of burns and blisters.
The scene was quiet for more than ten seconds before bursting out cheers like a tsunami!
"Hey!" Xiao Huaisu sighed regretfully, "It's a pity that Ying'er's red lotus burning blood is not much mastered. If she had mastered the'immortal red lotus phoenix golden body', she would have been able to resist it just now!"
Feng Qinglan showed pride in his eyes, "If you lose, you lose. How can there be so many ifs? You Phoenix people like to make excuses."
Xiao Huaisu bulged, but also said sincerely: "This Hua Xiaoluo, I really didn't see it. In his small body, he is a giant.
Hey, by the way, I heard that this girl hasn't been to school since she was a child, so it should be the master of your clan who is pointing her to her, right? "
Feng Qinglan was stunned, the figure that disturbed her appeared in her mind, and nodded, "Yeah."
"Her teacher must be very good. He taught a little girl so well.
Not to mention this swordsmanship and this physical fitness, just this kind of tenacity can hardly be cultivated, which big swordsman is it? "
Xiao Huaisu was looking forward to saying: "If possible, invite her teacher to our Xuanyuan College, it will definitely cultivate a large number of good seedlings."
Feng Qinglan said indifferently: "Dismiss this idea... Her teacher, please don't move."
Xiao Huaisu looked weird, "As for, can her teacher still be a sword god? You have such a big face?"
Feng Qinglan glanced at her and said nothing.
Xiao Huaisu was taken aback, "What do you mean? Is it really the Sword God?! Come on, Lan Lan, stop making trouble, although I know that the Sword God belongs to the Shenlong clan..."
Feng Qinglan looked at her quietly, but still did not speak.
After decades of friendship, Xiao Huaisu still couldn't understand, he couldn't help covering his mouth with his hand, and once again took a deep look at the Hua Xiaoluo on the stage.
After a long time, Xiao Huaisu murmured: "So... Yinger's loss is not injustice..."
When the scene calmed down, Su Wang got up and said, "Doctor, help this little girl from the Shenlong clan, and heal too."
Hua Xiaoluo was not badly injured, although he could recover quickly by blood, but not so quickly.
In addition, Wuye Mako also received treatment, so such a simple treatment, everyone thought it should be.
The king of Qi immediately announced that he would take a short break for the incense stick before proceeding to the final champion.
While receiving treatment, Hua Xiaoluo looked at Shenlong's stand and looked around, but couldn't find the figure.
Uncontrollably, a trace of confusion and disappointment appeared in the girl's eyes...
At the same time, in the courtyard of Qingtan Lane.
In the bedroom, after Ye Fan made a soup medicine, he fed it to Su Qingxue.
"Xiaoxue, hurry up and try to suppress the cold poison," Ye Fan said with concern.
Su Qingxue nodded, trying to use the medicine's properties that quickly began to spread to resist the cold poison in the body.
However, as soon as she had practiced, she felt like she had been stabbed by ice, and she screamed in pain!
"Ah!" Su Qingxue rolled over on the bed in pain, clutching her lower abdomen, tears could not stop falling.
"Qingxue! Qingxue!" All the other daughters looked at her like a knife, and didn't know what to do.
Ye Fan hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab the woman's wrist, tried to probe, but found that the medicine could not suppress the chill at all!
"No... It shouldn't be like this, how can this bead be so restless!?"
Ye Fan gradually realized that this didn't seem to be a natural state, because the bead was originally a dead thing, even if there was a threat, it wouldn't be a sudden attack.
"Husband... Why is it like this..." Su Qingxue cried, feeling that life is better than death.
Suddenly, Ye Fan felt that someone appeared in the yard.
"Who!?" Ye Fan got up and flashed into the courtyard.
A burly man with red hair and a red beard, a burly figure, a red leather waistcoat, and a bronze skin complexion, holding a hip flask in his hand, was grinning towards Ye Fan.
"Your Excellency Sword God... Take the liberty to bother, Zhu Rong clan Zhu Lao Liu, you can call me Lao Zhu," Zhu Lao Liu said with a smile.
Ye Fan was stunned, his eyes flickered and said, "A member of the Zhu Rong clan? Are you..."
As soon as he thought of something, Ye Fan realized that it was wrong!
That's it! Tune the tiger away from the mountain!
Ye Fan suddenly turned his head, but it was too late!
In the bedroom, Su Qingxue didn't know why she had disappeared from the bed!
A group of women were also stunned, not seeing what was going on at all.
Ye Fan swept away his consciousness, jumped, and came to the roof.
A handsome man in Tsing Yi before him, if he didn't look closely, he thought he was a stunning beauty.
At this moment, the man was reaching out his hand to clasp Su Qingxue's neck, while holding a profound bead in his other hand.
The women jumped on the roof one after another, and the women were stunned when they saw the man. Some could not believe that there was such a "beautiful" man in the world.
"Finally met... Sword God", the man in Tsing Yi said in a soft voice, and the delicate corners of the vermilion mouth made a smile.
Ye Fan felt his scalp numb, and the meridians all over his body seemed to be filled with anger.
"Misty night... Ozy moon..."
Ye Fan still didn't understand what was going on.
"I just said... Obviously the condition should be stable in a short period of time, how could it have such a serious recurrence? So you are behind the scenes?"
All the girls also woke up, seeing the beads in Wuye Haoyue's hands, their eyes were angry with anger.
"Return the Lord of the Demon God, Sword Saint? What is it to bully a woman!?" Xiao Xin'er said angrily.
"Looks like a good skin, so mean and sinister inside!" Ling Yuwei disdainfully said.
Wuye Haoyue smiled faintly, "As a woman, she looks ugly, so don't talk... Can't you get dirty eyes and ears?"
"What are you talking about!?" Several women were stunned, and this guy called them ugly? !
The point is that the prince of a country is clutching a woman's appearance and wondering, is this too weird? !
Wuye Haoyue immediately ignored the women, and looked at Su Qingxue who was holding it like an artwork.
"This eldest princess looks pretty good, but it's a pity... the confidante is so lifeless, it seems to be dying."