Lan Xinyu had seen the power of this move a long time ago, and under the solid fighting spirit stimulated by the Heart Refining Curse, this sword was several times stronger than the one she encountered earlier, and could only destroy the golden thread.
The whip waved out a golden light net in front of him.
"Keng, Keng, Keng..." The flexible golden whip made a crisp sound like the intersection of swords and axes. Everyone saw that golden light flew out in all directions, and the golden whip was shattered into pieces by the sword again.
"Hmph, this time, let me see if you are lucky enough to be able to dodge my sword." E Shulan's sinister voice reached Lan Xinyu's ears.
Lan Xinyu gritted her teeth, concentrated all her fighting energy into the last short section of the golden whip in her hand, and drew it towards the small sword.
The flexible whip body and the small sword collided head-on, erupting with a muffled sound like thunder. Under the huge force, Lan Xinyu was involuntarily blown up, flew out of the ring, and fell towards the ground.
"Oh, we still lost. That sword should be a sword given by the temple. It's really powerful." There were several sighs in the crowd.
According to the rules of the game, as long as the body leaves the range of the ring, it is considered a defeat. But everyone can see that if it were not for that sword, if it were not for the heart-refining spell, the final outcome of this game would really be different.
Easy to say.
Looking regretfully at the falling Lan Xinyu, a cry of exclamation rang out from the crowd: "Be careful!"
The exquisite and small sword did not stop there, but stabbed towards Lan Xinyu's face at a faster speed. Seeing the scene of the sword shattering the golden whip just now, anyone can imagine this
What would be the consequences if a sword fell on Lan Xinyu's face? Even if he could save his life, he would definitely be completely disfigured beyond recognition.
"What a cruel thought!" Everyone felt a chill in their hearts. They never thought that this seemingly gentle servant girl of the gods would be so cruel.
Ling Chuxi also didn't expect that E Shulan would resort to poison after winning. Just as she was about to get up to rescue, she saw a solid figure flying out faster, catching Lan Xinyu with one hand and holding a sword in the other.
As soon as the light appeared, the small sword was knocked away. The small sword drew a strange arc and returned to the hilt in E Shulan's hand like a returning swift.
Only then did everyone see the figure clearly.
"Baili Han!" an exclamation sounded. Yes, this person is Baili Han, the biggest favorite to win this martial arts competition, Baili Han.
"Are you okay?" Bai Lihan looked at Lan Xinyu and asked.
"No, it's okay." Looking at his concerned eyes, Lan Xinyu felt a little flustered and couldn't speak very fluently.
"Oh?" Bailihan looked at him, confused, and seemed a little dissatisfied.
Seeing the dissatisfied look, Lan Xinyu suddenly understood. He thought he was imitating him and was unhappy.
"I, I don't want to imitate you, I, I just, just... forget it, I won't tell you, I'm fine, thank you." Lan Xinyu blushed and hurriedly explained, but she couldn't explain clearly, so she simply
He stopped talking and ran away quickly as if he had done something wrong.
Seeing her anxious look, Bailihan felt a little inexplicably happy knowing that she was not imitating him.
"She has already lost, why are you still taking action?" Turning around, Bai Lihan's face turned cold and he stared at E Shulan coldly.
"I'm sorry, stop it." E Shulan said disapprovingly. Although he was apologizing, everyone could tell that there was no trace of sincerity in his perfunctory tone!