Ling Yichen's pupils shrank at this moment, his fists clenched slightly, and he looked nervously at Ling Chuxi's figure on the ring.
The fifth princess also cried out: "Ah, Master, it's so dangerous!"
Xia Zhuoyi looked at the scene on the stage calmly and said nothing.
After several quick thrusts with the sword, Ling Chuxi finally forced the wolf back. The previous round of fighting was no more than a flash of lightning, but only Ling Chuxi knew the danger best. As long as he returned the sword a little slower, as long as his fighting spirit
If he were a little weaker, he would have been defeated at this time. Looking at the whip mark on the ground, Ling Chuxi narrowed her eyes slightly and wondered what would be the consequences of the whip falling on her face if she stepped a little slower. It seemed that,
Lan Xinyu decided to try his best to win this time.
The third-level monsters are indeed unusual. If they cooperate with each other tacitly, they can double their combat effectiveness.
Lan Xinyu bit her lip slightly and looked at Ling Chuxi. This actually made her hide away. However, with her own strength and the assistance of the third-level wolf warrior, no one at the same level could be her opponent.
, she won’t be so lucky next time. She must win this duel! Because she can’t afford to lose!
Lan Xinyu's golden whip shook slightly, and with a crisp sound like a silver bell, the golden whip emitted a thick and dazzling light. War Wolf leaned down slightly, and there were waves of low whines coming from his mouth, surrounding Lingchu
Xi ran quickly, forming an afterimage. Although there was no direct attack this time, it gave people an unpredictable sense of crisis.
Ling Chuxi knew that this time, Lan Xinyu should use her strongest attack, but there was no fear in her heart.
The Luochen Sword pointed directly at the sky, and the thunderous fighting spirit erupted with great force. In an instant, the air around the sky seemed to have condensed.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but some people saw the sword in Ling Chuxi's hand flashing with a faint blue light. When they looked at it carefully, it seemed to be gone again. So everyone thought it was just an illusion.
"Ouch..." The war wolf howled and rushed straight from behind Ling Chuxi. At the same time, the golden whip also swung towards the face again, and the white light tore through the air, forming an air tunnel visible to the naked eye.
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Ling Chuxi stood still, her eyes flashed with cold light, feeling the bloodthirsty coming from the wolf behind her, and allowed the shadow of the whip to magnify infinitely in her sight.
"Be careful!" Everyone in the audience couldn't help but exclaimed.
At this moment, Ling Chuxi's sword also moved, drawing a more dazzling light.
"Woo..." A shrill wolf howl came out. The tall and strong body of the wolf seemed to have been hit by a boulder. It fell from the air and curled up into a ball. It kept whimpering and struggled to climb up.
I got up, tried several times, and finally fell to the ground helplessly.
Lan Xinyu still stood there, with a trace of blood seeping out of her clenched palms. The golden whip had already flown outside the stage. At this time, Lan Xinyu's face was pale, her eyes were full of fear and disbelief, and the Luochen Sword was slightly pressing against it.
In her throat, the cold murderous intention penetrated to the bottom of her heart.
The entire venue was silent, and everyone was stunned.
Defeated, Lan Xinyu actually lost. Even with the cooperation of the third-level wolf, she still lost, and she lost so simply and directly.
The light just now was so dazzling that few people could see Ling Chuxi's movements clearly, but just looking at the results, one can imagine how fast and powerful her sword must be.
The wolf also took advantage of the situation and slashed away Lan Xinyu's golden whip. From this, we can also see how strong she is in grasping fighter opportunities.