Ye Qingluo saw through Ye Qingqian's thoughts at a glance.
She sneered, her eyes were sharp: "Sanquanzong is not that important to me, if Ye Qingling hurt Xiaoyu today..."
Having said that, the voice paused.
Immediately, she took a few steps closer to Ye Qingqian.
The charming eyes are cold, reflecting the coquettish charm, which makes people shudder.
"You use things from the dark forces to seek victory, I will definitely report to the academy."
Ye Qingqian's face turned cold: "Seventh sister, you misunderstood, the fourth sister is not holding something from the dark forces, it is just a sword I borrowed from Master."
When Ye Qingqian was ten years old, she was chosen by the head of the largest sect in the realm of Nirvana, "Ten Scenery", and was taken to practice in Ten Scenery for three years.
The head of the sect is Ye Qingqian's master.
This statement is indeed convincing.
The sword of the head of the biggest sect is naturally extraordinary.
However, Ye Qingluo wasn't going to be fooled by just a few words.
She has old man Cang, and she has her own judgment.
The long sword in Ye Qingling's hand is definitely something mysterious and yin.
"Whether it's a treasured sword or an evil sword, the college... will definitely find out."
After Ye Qingluo finished speaking, she didn't bother to talk to Ye Qingqian any more, and didn't care about Ye Qingqian's distorted and cruel expression at this time.
He just shifted his gaze to the arena lightly.
Countless holes were blasted into the arena, flying stones splashed everywhere.
Waves of profound energy collided and exploded again.
Ye Fengyu was obviously forced to retreat again and again by the momentum of fighting more and more bravely.
With a sword qi, Ye Fengyu was knocked out heavily and rolled to the ground.
"Eighth brother, if you admit defeat now, sister may spare your life." Ye Qingling stood in the air, with Yin Qi lingering around her body.
The long crimson dress, covered by Yin Qi, overflowed with a black aura.
Ye Fengyu clutched his chest, and forced himself to stand up.
He wiped away the blood from his lips, his handsome face was as calm as water.
After taking Ye Qingluo's medicine, all his senses were blocked.
Ye Fengyu felt no pain.
"Fourth Sister..." Ye Fengyu was breathing heavily, covering his chest, gasping heavily, his face was pale, "I'm sorry, I want to enter Shangxuan Academy..."
He glanced sideways, and his eyes fixed on a certain side under the ring.
If it wasn't for Ye Qingluo to know that she and Ye Fengyu were not in the same space, she would have doubted whether Ye Fengyu had seen her.
This glance happened to meet her.
Ye Fengyu's eyes were bright, and a firm smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.
Immediately, the hand clinging to the long knife tightened, and he jumped, rushing into Ye Qingling's attack range again.
That glance made Ye Qingluo's heart tremble suddenly.
Ye Qingluo understands...
He is fighting for her.
If in the past, Ye Qingling wanted to be admitted to the hospital, Ye Fengyu would definitely give up this opportunity.
He still has another chance for admission to the hospital.
You can take the exam later.
But today, he wants to enter Shangxuan Academy and become stronger in order to protect his sister.
In any case, he couldn't pass up this opportunity!
Ye Fengyu held the knife in one hand, and his figure shuttled among Ye Qingling's sword lights.
This time, Ye Fengyu seemed to have an epiphany, and he slashed down with a knife, unexpectedly displaying momentum.
Unprecedented momentum!
only…
After all, the other party was a body controlled by the evil sword. Ye Fengyu's ruthless moves, although they hurt Ye Qingling, to Ye Qingling, they were just tickling.
After more than a dozen moves, Ye Fengyu's physical strength was obviously exhausted, and his profound energy was also constantly being depleted...