Letting go of her hand, Yun Luoxue showed no expression on her face.
Regarding Qian Moyan's actions, she just glanced at Qian Mo Qingcheng on the second floor viewing platform.
At this time, Qian Mo Qingcheng was looking at Yun Luoxue.
For a moment, the two people's eyes met in the air.
There was a sound of ‘Whoa—’, and the venue, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly burst into lively cheers.
Everyone had already ignored the injured Qian Moyan.
They just know who the winner is now.
Amidst the cheers and cheers, Yun Luoxue turned to look at Li Qinglan.
Li Qinglan had a happy smile on her rosy face.
She just knew her daughter was the best.
Just the next competition...
The three elders all had indescribable happiness on their faces.
They didn't even know that there was such a master among the people.
Yun Luoxue stood out today.
Then in the next competition, she and Yinmo...
"In this round, Yunluo Xue wins. According to the rules of Fire Feather Kingdom, the next round will be for the winner to face the Holy Lord of Yinmo Palace."
As a high-pitched voice fell, the original cheering voice suddenly disappeared.
It was as if the burning fire was suddenly extinguished by a downpour.
Yun Luoxue withdrew her gaze, glanced at Qianmo Qingcheng, and then looked at the three elders.
Hidden stranger?
Against Yinmo?
Silence, silence, silence....
A moment of incense passed, and the competition venue was still silent.
They were waiting, waiting for Yinmo to arrive.
Yinmo is the king of every session.
Watching him take action is undoubtedly an unprecedented visual feast.
In the past, it was only men who faced Yinmo.
Only today, she turned out to be a thirteen-year-old girl.
I wonder how the Holy Lord of Yinmo Palace will execute this little girl?
The time of a stick of incense passed slowly, and then a somewhat coercive aura appeared.
Everyone in silence knew that Yin Mo was coming.
"I heard that the winner today was a thirteen-year-old girl?"
Such words as a breeze came from the quiet competition venue with a hint of teasing.
Everyone's eyes were wide open, waiting blankly for the owner of the voice to appear.
The three elders stood up after hearing the sound. All three of them were wearing blue-grey robes. They knew that Yin Mo was coming.
The corners of Yun Luoxue's pink lips twitched, did Yin Mo really come?
And listening to this voice only made her feel that Yinmo was really a bit more arrogant than her.
The purple figure appeared out of thin air, still a silver mask, still looking like a king, still so dazzling.
At this time, as soon as Yin Mo appeared, a powerful force was clearly felt in the surrounding area surrounding them.
Some with low martial arts skills already had traces of blood coming out of the corners of their mouths.
Some people with high spiritual power turned pale, obviously trying to resist the power emanating from Yin Mo.
Only Yun Luoxue in the competition field did not feel pressured at all.
Only Yun Luoxue in the competition field did not feel pressured at all.
Blinking her eyes slightly, Yun Luoxue looked at the man in purple who was only five steps away from her with extremely calm eyes.
I have to say that Yinmo seems to particularly like purple.
But purple does suit him very well.
He looks incomparably noble, like a born king.
As the sounds of people falling to the ground and calling for help came from the surrounding crowd, Yinmo gathered his strength back.