Leng Siyu couldn't believe it. A large group of them would still be afraid that the girl in front of them would fail.
In fact, Leng Siyu refused to admit it. The moment she saw the girl in front of her, her heart went wild with jealousy. Because she has always claimed to be a peerless beauty, but compared with the girl in front of her... Leng Siyu's heart was so angry that it almost passed.
Su Luo's smile was still the same, but the end of his slightly hooked eyes was full of mockery.
She didn't speak, just spread out her right hand flatly.
Those fingers that were as white as jade were faintly fluorescent anyway, and they were indescribably beautiful.
The crowd was so fascinated that their saliva almost drooled.
Leng Siyu's face turned red with jealousy, and a vicious cold light flashed in his eyes. If possible, she would like to use the sword to chop this beautiful hand into pieces.
Quan Ziqing's hand holding the Chengying Sword trembled slightly. For some reason, he had a very bad feeling in his heart, as if the sword in his hand was about to fly away. The more nervous he is, the tighter his hand will be.
The fingers holding the handle were white at the roots, and the blue veins burst out, showing how hard he was at this time.
At this moment, suddenly, a light flashed.
Like a pure spring, the Chengying Sword suddenly appeared in Su Luo's palm.
"This..." All the people who were holding their breath just now, all widened their eyes in disbelief!
This sword has actually cultivated spiritual consciousness, and it is indeed a peerless sword!
Quan Ziqing's face turned white with a brush, and cold sweat quickly flowed down his cheeks. It disappeared, but it disappeared completely. With his strength, he didn't even know how the sword disappeared. When he looked up again, he could clearly see that the sword was lying obediently in Su Luo's palm.
Su Luo held the Chengying Sword with his backhand, glanced around casually, and hooked his lips with a smile that was not a smile: "Do you believe me now?"
You don't need to do anything, just spread out the sword and return automatically, this is the best proof.
At this time, even if Quan Ziqing's group were unwilling, they had to admit the truth.
However, there are always some people who are insatiable, such as Leng Siyu.
Leng Siyu stood up with a smile and stared at Su Luo coldly and arrogantly: "Who are you? Why did you steal my brother's sword? Return the sword quickly?"
This is really smooth after a rake. Su Luo groaned in his heart, and the indifferent sneer still hung on the corner of his mouth. When she reached out, Leng Siyu was pushed aside by her.
Everyone stared blankly at Su Luo's actions, not knowing how to react for a while.
Follow Leng Siyu, or let her move freely
Everyone didn't help, Leng Siyu was in a hurry, she stomped her feet in a hurry, pointed at everyone and shouted: "You, hey, you are really stupid! Do you all want the points of the ten-winged angel?"
The eyelids are so shallow that I can't move my feet when I see a beautiful woman! Leng Siyu cursed in her heart.
But Leng Siyu's words did remind everyone.
And what she said was right, Su Luo was standing in front of the ten-winged angel at this time, obviously she was going to take away the points now.
"Hold on!" Quan Ziqing stretched out his hand.
"What advice?" Su Luo looked at him with a smile, his voice was indifferent, but he was thinking about whether to get the gold medal or the diamond medal. Woolen cloth. Su Luo touched his chin, unable to make up his mind for a while.
"Girl, you can take the sword, but this ten-winged angel must belong to us." Quan Ziqing's face was tense, his eyes fixed on Su Luo.