His Highness Bai Ling fell onto the ring like this, and everyone's jaws almost dropped.
So, what exactly is a "snowball"?
At this moment, Huangfu Mu'er's body-fixing technique seemed to be released in an instant, and he turned around and saw such a scene.
Bai Ling fell unconscious on the ring.
The green fire dragon lacked the master's control and had slowly dissipated.
The fire in the arena has not been extinguished for a moment.
Wenren Qianjue's arrogant figure stands in the center, his back straight, as if he is a peerless weapon that has just been unsheathed.
There were scattered flames all around her, like purgatory.
Then she is the king in purgatory, the bloody Shura.
She casually retracted the scabbard, which she had just used to hit Bai Ling on the back of the head.
Apparently, it works great.
There was no joy in surviving the disaster in his indifferent eyes, but a mixture of indifference and evil.
He put the ancient sword back into its scabbard and slowly spoke.
Slowly turning her head, her eyes were as cold as ice, and she looked in the direction of Huangfu Mu'er, which made her whole body shiver.
Especially the smile that suddenly bloomed on her lips was full of sarcasm and disdain.
Huangfu Mu'er tightly held the little stuffed animal hidden in her sleeve, her teeth almost biting her red lips.
She couldn't believe it.
She had done so many tricks in this arena match, but she was still avoided by this damn woman one by one. passed Wen Renqian didn't need to do anything shocking.
He just stood on the ring, holding the ancient sword in his hand and looking at the three elders like a sharp sword.
The elders also realized that something was not right, so they announced the game and she won.
The guardian guarding the Saha Fruit fell on some kind of snowball.
Everyone was speechless, just watching the unique figure of Wen Ren lazily and calmly walking down the ring.
Her body seemed to emit a faint glow, which made those people dare not look closely.
When passing by Huangfu Mu'er, Wen Ren Qianjue's walking figure paused and leaned slightly, his tall figure bent into a beautiful arc, and the smile on his lips was filled with bloodthirsty taste.
Cold words bloomed in Huangfu Mu'er's ears: "Girl, I won't let you go.
We'll see you after the ring."
Every word seemed to explode in Huangfu Muer's head.
She bit her lip, raised her face with a sneer, and responded even more viciously: "Wenren Qianjue, you don't dare" Although her status is far less noble than that of Bai Ling, the family behind her is one that Xueyu never dares to underestimate.
Touching her would be tantamount to making her family an enemy.
I believe Bai Ling has told her this a long time ago.
No matter how crazy this woman is, she only has herself.
Snowland is her Huangfu Mu'er's territory.
"Then take a look at me, do you dare?"
Wenren Qianjue responded word for word.
The creepy smile on his lips did not change.
He slowly stood up and walked away from her.
When she walked away, Huangfu Muer felt that his back was wet, and it was actually covered with cold sweat.
Wenren Qianjue walked to Baili Suye's side boredly, still leaning on the tree behind him.
In fact, he almost had no strength left in his body.
"Your Highness, the next round is yours."
She pursed her lips.
She no longer had the commanding aura she had just next to Huangfu Mu'er, but instead felt slightly weak.
"You hope I lose?"
The man just raised his thin lips slightly, his peerless face was cold and expressionless.
Wenren Qianjue suddenly paused.
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She really hadn't thought about this problem.
If he wins this round, then the final of the next round will be between himself and His Highness Seventh Prince Before she could think about it, Baili Suye's pseudonym and another person's name were already called out.
The people around him lazily took out their hands from their pockets.
He had no weapons and did not need any weapons.
He just walked up calmly and stood lazily on the ring in the eyes of many girls.
This man is sure to become the center of attention wherever he goes.
Even if it wasn't for his peerless appearance, there was still the aura he was born with.
The other party is obviously also a veteran of profound magic.
A person who can reach this stage should not be underestimated.
Maybe it is his luck that he did not meet Baili Suye earlier on the way.
Wenren Qianjue exhaled softly and sat down slowly along the tree.
She had already seen Bai Ling's people coming up to lift him off.
She knew the severity of her attack and would never hurt him.
At most, he would sleep for a while.
But she was already exhausted.
In the scene with Bai Ling just now, she had already overdrawn her strength.
Right now, my eyelids are so heavy that I can't lift them up.
The power from the ancient times is far more terrifying than it looks.
What she has is just gritting her teeth and persisting On the ring, the gong has sounded.
The opponent's weapon turned out to be just a sword.
It was just a blade made of ice that carried through the owner's internal strength, making it indestructible.
The overwhelming power is invisible.
Baili Suye, on the other hand, just stood there calmly, his crow-feather eyelashes almost unblinking, and his dark night eyes as indifferent as ever.
One of his hands stretched out slightly from his sleeve, as if condensing some strength.
Suddenly, an ice lotus slowly formed layer by layer from the palm of his hand.
Wenren Qianjue's eyes suddenly moved.
His Highness, the Seventh Highness, actually knew magic.
What else could he not know?
The people below also sweated for Baili Suye.
The opponent's sword edge carried huge power.
As it advanced, the surrounding mountain walls were eroded by that force and peeled off layer by layer, as if it was being chopped with a knife or an axe.
The small ice lotus on his palm looks so "delicate" As the opponent advanced layer by layer, Baili Suye raised his steps, his eyes as dark as the night remained calm, as if He didn't take the other party seriously at all.
Raising his hand, the ice lotus rose from the palm of his hand and floated towards the opponent's sword edge, as light as snow.
No Everyone is sweating
Only Wenren Qianjue stared at him.
His Highness Seventh Prince was sure of everything.
As long as he took action, he would definitely win.
A sword edge and an ice lotus approached the opponent and bumped into each other.
The tip of the sword cracked.
The terrifying layer of magical power was broken open by a small ice lotus that was as light as snow.
When the ice lotus moved forward, the sound of crackling was heard endlessly.
Baili Suye raised his hand, spread out his fingers, as if crushing something easily, and slowly closed them one by one. snap The entire sword edge was shattered inch by inch He vomited out a mouthful of old blood and splashed on the ring.
The other party has fallen down There was no smoke, nothing.
Baili Suye won too easily and too beautifully.
He still had the same lazy and indifferent attitude.
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He didn't even want to hear the announcement and just walked down lazily.
Wenren Qianjue sat lazily under the tree, holding her ancient sword in one hand.
The wind blew up a few strands of hair beside her ears, which was extremely careless.
The announcement was still being made on the stage, and the spectators were still talking about it.
Baili Suye walked straight in front of her, bent one knee slightly, and squatted down.
His slender fingers gathered her temple hair and tucked the stray strands of hair behind her ears.
Bai Ling's Green Fire Dragon was extremely hot, causing her hair to bend slightly, undulating like a big wave.
Now it was spread down, like a mermaid out of the bath, messy but beautiful.
"The next match will be our duel."
Baili Suye curled her lips in an extremely evil manner.
Withdrawing his fingers, he stood up quietly, just as their names were being read out on the stage.
"Your Highness Seventh Prince" Wenren Qianjue smiled lazily, raised his eyes, and opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by him: "Don't worry, I won't let you go."
Wenren Qianjue didn't feel the slightest bit happy when he answered what he wanted to ask, but instead felt a little upset.
The first time Xueyu saw him, it was also near this arena.
At that time, she was still wondering what the dignified Prince Seventh Prince of Dayin was doing here.
Thinking about it now, her question was so stupid.
There is no way this man would come to find her anyway.
Then, of course it is for the Saha fruit.
Who wouldn’t want to get that kind of treasure in the world?
After thinking about this, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and stood up holding her ancient sword.
Even if it doesn't work, she still has to fight Because, "Hei Sha" Qian Jue never retreats When he stood on the ring, Baili Suye was still lazy and calm, with a dark and playful smile on his lips, as if he was watching his little pet standing opposite him.
Wenren Qianjue bit her lip and pulled out her ancient sword.
A flash of brilliance appeared in front of everyone, revealing her razor-sharp eyebrows.
The spectators below held their breath.
They had just seen how powerful the two of them were.
Baili Suye was calm and composed.
So far, it seemed that he had not revealed his true strength.
And Wenren Qianjue is ruthless and sharp, even if he spends everything he has, he will not fall down.
He is iron-blooded and iron-fisted.
The battle between these two people, no matter who loses or wins, will definitely be very exciting.
The gong sounded.
Wenren Qianjue suddenly jumped up and seemed to disappear in mid-air.
Even the simple and mysterious ancient sword seemed to have hidden its traces.
“Where have people gone?”
"She can't be found.
Where is that woman?"
While there was a lot of discussion below, the smile on Baili Suye's lips was still playful, and he lowered his eyes slightly, his dark night-like eyes tinged with a hint of evil.
Keng A crisp voice sounded Baili Suye's fingertips seemed to have collided with the ancient sword.
If he looked carefully, he could see that his fingertips were condensed with just one inch of ice.
They were completely filled with internal force and were extremely hard, and were not cut by the ancient sword.
Wenren Qianjue's cold eyes reacted immediately, retracting his ancient sword, ready to launch the next attack at any time.
There seemed to be something inexplicable in his lowered eyes.
Baili Suye suddenly opened his lips and said in a lazy and evil voice, "It's time for you to rest."
Suddenly, it seemed as if thousands of white lights were attacking Wenren Qianjue In an instant, she found the only way out.
Without any time to think about it, she immediately jumped out from the dots of white light, only to fall into a hug.
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The sharp fragrance suddenly hit Wenren Qianjue's head.
Damn it, this pervert did it on purpose.
He only left one path, waiting for her to be fooled.
The person behind him lazily hugged her, and in his deep and pleasant voice, there was a strong sense of teasing: "Are you throwing yourself into my arms?"
Without giving her any chance to retort, he suddenly touched her eyes from behind, and a heavy sleep came over her.
She seemed to have been drained of all her strength and passed out uncontrollably.
Damn it I only had time to curse inwardly, and the last thing I saw was the hint of sinister expression on that indifferent expression.
He didn't know how long he had been sleeping, but Wenren Qianjue suddenly felt that he had regained consciousness.
He opened his eyes drowsily, and saw that it was dark and it was night.
She rubbed her head and slowly sat up from the bed.
Then I heard people talking outside: "Go and get the bucket, the Saha tree is on fire."
There was constant noise, the sound of countless people coming in and out, running in that direction.
Wenren Qianjue woke up instantly.
Huo Ran opened his eyes in the darkness, their eyes as bright as razor blades.
Saha tree. on fire: