That person Yinmo didn't play cards according to common sense, and he was happy and didn't kill you.
Not happy, he will never let you see him take action and let you go to hell.
Yun Luoxue listened to the words whispered by the insiders without losing words.
It turned out that this sword was a junk thrown by the guy Yinmo.
Since this is the case, then...
With a burst of water blue light, Yun Luoxue looked at An Jinchu's angry and hateful face almost smiling.
In the king's field at this time, all eyes were on An Jinchu's body.
For Yun Luoxue, they were sure they would not win.
After all, a thirteen-year-old baby, it seems like a person who has no spiritual power can beat An Jinchu who was against Yinmo that day.
Just when the long sword pierced Luo Xue's heart, her figure turned tactfully, Yun Luoxue flashed around and walked behind An Jinchu.
Did that guy Yinmo break down last year? How could he play with such a person
Yun Luoxue muttered in her heart.
An Jinchu's ability is not even close to Yin Mo's side, and Yin Mo must be out of play against him.
With a light touch of his finger, Yun Luoxue pressed Du An Jinchu's back.
"An Da Shizi, I won't take you like this with my eyesight. There is no one in front of you. What are you doing with your broken sword? What about you?"
A slightly playful voice rang in the competition arena, and Yun Luoxue looked at An Jinchu like a little girl.
Thousands of people at the scene shook their heads secretly, hey, what a little girl, she has become so playful.
Actually ran into the court to play.
It's just that, looking at this little princess Qianmo's physique, he can avoid one move, the next move, I am afraid that it will be injured if it is dead.
An Jinchu turned around, and turned to Yun Luoxue behind him with his sword.
His face was intertwined for a while, and he shouted, "There are two things."
As the words fell, An Jinchu's left index finger and middle finger slowly stroked the sword, and the light of the sword that was originally aqua-blue suddenly became more dazzling at this time.
"Humph." Then An Jinchu threw a cold snort on his nose, and attacked Yun Luoxue's petite body.
Yun Luoxue got rid of her previously disguised playfulness, her eyes calm.
Leaning back, avoiding the blue light on An Jinchujian's body.
The tips of his hair were raised slightly, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.
She didn't have time to play with this person who didn't know what to do.
With a buckle of five fingers, Yun Luoxue stepped closer to An Jinchu, blinking her eyes, her pink lips spit out cold words: "An Jinchu, this is a conceited consequence."
With only a'pop', the sword in front of An Jinchu was drawn between the two by Yun Luoxue's bare hands.
An Jinchu's face changed slightly, holding the hilt tightly but not letting go.
Old God Yun Luoxue was watching him: "Put down the sword in your hand and I will forgive you."
When An Jinchu heard this, his masculine cheeks suddenly rose with anger: "You can command me with a yellow-haired girl, it's just a delusion..."
Yun Luoxue smiled cruelly: "Really? Then don't blame me for not giving you a chance."
She pressed her five fingers slightly, and the sword that was originally attracted by Yun Luoxue between the two, with a'click', suddenly approached Yun Luoxue's ear at the tip of Yun Luoxue's sword.
And then, An Jinchu couldn't bear the pressure from Yun Luoxue's body, and his five fingers released the hilt in his hand.
An Jin initially watched Yun Luoxue suck her sword into her ear.
The tip of the sword was still pointing at her, An Jinchu couldn't help but wonder, Yun Luoxue wanted to die