Yun Luoxue listened word for word to what the people in the venue whispered.
It turns out that this sword is a piece of junk thrown out by that guy from Yinmo.
If that's the case, then.
There was a burst of aqua blue light, and Yun Luoxue looked at An Jinchu's face full of anger and hatred with almost a smile.
At this time, everyone in the King's Arena was focused on An Jinchu.
As for Yun Luoxue, they were sure they would not win.
After all, how could a thirteen-year-old kid with no spiritual power possibly defeat An Jinchu, who played against Yinmo that day?
Just when the long sword was stabbing Luo Xue's heart, Yun Luoxue's body turned gracefully, and Yun Luoxue ducked and was behind An Jinchu.
Did that guy from Yinmo lose his leisure last year? Why did he start playing with such a person?
Yun Luoxue muttered in her heart.
An Jinchu's abilities are not even as good as Yinmo's. Yinmo must be too idle to fight against him.
With a light finger, Yun Luoxue pressed Du An Jinchu's back.
"Prince An, I don't have the eyesight to lead you like this. There is no one in front of you. Why are you still holding your broken sword? Are you trying to be cool?"
A slightly playful voice sounded in the competition venue, and Yun Luoxue looked at An Jinchu with the expression of a little girl.
Thousands of people present shook their heads secretly, hey, what a little girl, she is so playful.
He actually came to the venue to play.
However, looking at the physical skills of this little princess Qianmo, she can dodge one move, but the next move will probably result in death or injury.
An Jinchu turned around and turned his sword towards Yun Luoxue behind him.
His face turned green and white, and he shouted: "A few moments."
After he finished speaking, An Jinchu's left index finger and middle finger slowly stroked the sword. Suddenly, the originally aqua blue sword light became even more dazzling.
"Hmph." Then An Jinchu snorted with a heavy nose, and attacked Yun Luoxue's petite body.
Yun Luoxue put away her previous pretense of playfulness, and her eyes were calm.
He leaned back and avoided the blue light from An Jinchujian.
The tips of her hair were raised slightly, and a cold smile appeared on her lips.
She has no time to play with this ungrateful person.
With her five fingers clasped in the air, Yun Luoxue stepped closer to An Jinchu, her eyes blinked, and her pink lips uttered cold words: "An Jinchu, this is the consequence of your own arrogance."
With just a 'snap' sound, the sword in front of An Jinchu was attracted by Yun Luoxue's bare hands and was drawn between the two of them.
An Jinchu's face changed slightly, and he held the hilt of the sword tightly without letting go.
Old God Yun Luoxue looked at him: "Put down the sword in your hand, and I will spare you."
When An Jin first heard this, anger suddenly rose on his masculine cheeks: "You, a yellow-haired girl, can command me, it is simply delusional."
Yun Luoxue smiled cruelly: "Really? Then don't blame me for not giving you a chance."
She exerted a little force with her five fingers, and the sword that was originally attracted by Yun Luoxue to the middle of the two people made a 'click' sound, and the tip of the sword pointed at Yun Luoxue suddenly approached Yun Luoxue's ear.
Then, An Jinchu couldn't bear the pressure emanating from Yun Luoxue, and his fingers loosened the hilt of the sword in his hand.
An Jinchu watched as Yun Luoxue sucked her sword to her ear.
The tip of the sword was still pointing at her, and An Jinchu couldn't help but wonder, did Yun Luoxue not want her life?
An Jinchu watched as Yun Luoxue sucked her sword to her ear.
The tip of the sword was still pointed at her, and An Jinchu couldn't help but wonder, did Yun Luoxue not want her life?