The ignorant cheers of the crowd do not mean that Zhuo Ran and Yun Qing are happy.
When Zhuo Ran heard Huang Ju's words, his face, which had turned pale due to excessive blood loss, was already twisted together. He stared at Huang Ju fiercely, wishing he could jump onto the arena and dismantle Huang Ju directly.
Eight yuan. "You dare to poach my corner, do you not want to live anymore?"
Zhuo Ran was angry in his heart, but Yun Qing, who was on the battlefield, seemed to know what Zhuo Ran was thinking. He turned around and smiled sweetly, with crooked eyebrows and shallow dimples. He immediately suppressed the anger in his heart, but it rose up.
Another kind of fire.**!
Yun Qing's disregard made Huang Ju's face darken. He maintained his identity, so he politely introduced himself. If he had followed his behavior a few years ago, he would have tied this woman back and pulled her out on the spot.
. He scanned Yun Qing's delicate body sinisterly, as if he wanted to press her down and torture her now.
Yunqing Liu frowned, anger ignited in her eyes, "This man deserves to die!" She had already sentenced this guy to death.
Huang Ju took out a long sword. The whole body was purple, with golden magic patterns covering the sword's body. The sharp breath seemed to cut away the air. This was a precious sword.
When Yun Qing saw the purple gold sword, her beautiful eyes were instantly filled with stars. This woman has two hobbies, one is weapons and equipment, and the other is gold coins. If she insists on adding the three, then
It was Zhuoran. So, when she saw the purple-gold sword, her first passion exploded instantly. She couldn't stop it.
Huang Ju naturally saw Yun Qing's expression, smiled evilly, and said, "Do you want it?"
Yun Qing's expression suddenly froze, and he said with a gloomy face: "Kill you, and it will be mine."
Huang Ju said coldly: "Based on you, do you think you can kill me?"
The magic circle on her hand flashed, and the red cherry demon sword that she had left in the dressing room appeared in her little hand. She held the snow-white demon sword, pointed directly at Huang Ju, and said: "Killing you will be easy!" After saying that, she seemed to
Desperately wanting to get the purple gold sword, Xiaoman kicked off his boots, and his delicate body rushed out. In the blink of an eye, the snow-white blade had already slashed towards Huang Ju.
Ding!
Huang Ju took half a step forward, and bright blue fighting energy flashed from the sword. He gently swung the purple gold sword out, directly blocking Yun Qing's slash. However, Yun Qing's body was shocked and moved back after launching the attack.
, the first time they fought, they actually came up short.
"Intermediate Holy Sword Master!" Countless people were yelling. They saw a fourth-level strong man, and he was also a fourth-level intermediate strong man. The Holy Sword Master is different from the Holy Assassin. The former is an upright profession, while the latter said
It's always a little embarrassing when you go out, so the Holy Swordsman is much more popular than the Holy Assassin.
Moreover, in people's understanding, they only know that Huang Ju is a holy swordsman, but most of them have never seen him, and they cannot know that he is already an intermediate holy swordsman. This situation is really exciting.
Among the spectators, many of them knew what the Holy Sword Master represented.
Not only in gold-level empires, but also in gem-level empires, young holy swordsmen are also a scarce resource. Just look at such a huge gold-level empire and you will know that among hundreds of millions of people, he is the only mid-level holy swordsman. Of course, maybe
There are also hidden holy swordsmen or other powerful men in other professions, but now, he is the only one who appears in front of everyone.
Although Zhuoran's identity as a three-series mage surprised everyone present, his strength was directly outmatched by this holy swordsman. Without strength, what can he do even if he has three-series magic?
Wasn't he killed by a sword?
A fourth-level intermediate holy swordsman will enjoy treatment that ordinary people cannot imagine. The entire empire will have such young geniuses working. The holy swordsman is the person closest to the fifth level. The fourth level and the fifth level are like this.
Jin. Countless hopes will be placed on such a genius.
As long as you become a sword master and a fifth-level saint, this country will have the right to speak in this sacred continent.
The five gold-level empires all have dragons in charge. However, the dragons are not human beings, let alone the people of their countries. They are stuck here for various reasons. Maybe when these reasons are gone, they will disappear.
.A gold-level empire without saint-level powerhouses is just a piece of fat, very fat but not greasy.
Gem-level empires will launch plundering wars, and powerful silver-level empires will launch rebellion wars. It won’t be long before gold-level empires become a thing of the past.
Therefore, the top leaders of the five gold-level empires are extremely scared. If they lose the protection of the empire, they will be useless and may even be killed by civilians. They are afraid and they are uneasy. Therefore, they need strong people and they need geniuses. That’s why
Spare no effort to support and shape the strong.
Huang Ju didn't know how many benefits he got from the empire, and finally he became a holy swordsman at a young age, less than twenty-three years old. Not only was he famous in the Huanglong Empire, but other countries also knew his name.
Any strong person or young genius will be watched by countless people.
A sword master can stir up chaos in the entire continent, and a magic saint can put several continents into panic if he is willing. In this world that has lost the control of god-level powerhouses, saint-level powerhouses have absolute deterrence.
Under such a halo, Huang Ju naturally knows the importance of strength. With strength, he can enjoy everything. Without strength, he is just a pawn that no one cares about. Over the years, he has deeply realized this and tasted the sweetness.
He likes strength more than anyone else, and he likes strong strength.
The roar gradually stopped, because the two people in the arena started again.
Yun Qing walked forward slowly. She felt numbness in her arm just from the single blow. The rich thunder fighting energy on her right arm surged back and forth, relieving her discomfort. She was now a Holy Sword Master,
He was just a junior holy swordsman. She didn't expect that there was only one level difference, but there was such a huge difference in strength.
Her soft face became serious, and her black eyes like glass shone with a strange light. She was thinking of a way. To deal with powerful people, you must use your brain. She is not a fool like the Holy Assassin, she is beautiful and smart.
Yunqing, of course he needs to use some wisdom when his strength is very different.
Zhuoran was also a little nervous in the audience. If he were to deal with Huang Ju by himself, he would be fearless. But who is the person in the arena? It is his sister-in-law, although she has changed her body, even though this is in another world,
But, she is his sister-in-law, and he still likes her. How can he not be nervous about this?
"Yun Qing, you must not let anything happen to you. It doesn't matter if you can't beat him. The worst thing is that you don't need the ring. It doesn't matter. You can't take risks or show off your strength!" I thought anxiously and uneasily.
After Yun Qing approached Huang Ju, she began to circle around, holding a knife and walking with a pair of slender legs, walking so delicately, charming and beautiful!
"If you give up now, I can let you go." Huang Ju said with an evil smile, looking at Yun Qing up and down with a pair of evil eyes, obviously having some bad intentions.
"There is no such thing as admitting defeat here. If you have been beaten, you have to fight; if you can't be beaten, you have to fight." Yun Qing finished speaking coldly. A silvery thunder fighting spirit emerged from the lower part of her calf, and extremely weak electric arcs were on her feet.
It appears and disappears suddenly, almost impossible to detect.
Suddenly, Yun Qing's body moved and turned into a white light and shadow, which instantly flew in front of Huang Ju and slashed his head with the demon sword silently.
The corners of Huang Ju's mouth were slightly raised, and he raised his sword seemingly very slowly, preparing to take the sword forcefully. Just when Yun Qing's blade was about to fall on his sword edge, Yun Qing's body suddenly moved sideways, and he slashed with a sword.
When it was cut, it actually cut back towards the yellow orange.
With hundreds of thousands of spectators waiting quietly, they couldn't see Yun Qing's movements clearly. It was so fast that they just thought it was a flash of light. They could only stare blankly at the magic screen, waiting.
Waiting for them to slow down for a moment. But at this moment, they found that Yun Qing had slowed down, and still slashed at Huang Ju with his knife. Suddenly, screams came one after another, and the noise sounded like it was driving people crazy.
Ding!
Huang Ju's sword was like light, falling directly in front of Yun Qing's knife, violently pushing her knife away. The thunderous fighting spirit that shook out was also melted by the bright blue fighting spirit that emerged from his body.
Yun Qing flew sideways and flew backwards. She was only one level away from the gap between the sky and the chasm, which was difficult to cross. The other party's casual block was already too difficult for her to handle. She stood still, and the tiger's mouth of her right hand holding the knife oozed with silk.
There was no trace of blood, and there was a feeling of annoyance rising in her chest. She was actually injured by two blocks.
She couldn't believe this fact, but she was indeed injured. It wasn't serious. She was injured before the official fight.
Zhuo Ran stood up, looked at Yun Qing's back and said: "Yun Qing, come down."
Yun Qing's originally rosy little face turned slightly pale. She looked back at Zhuo Ran, which made Zhuo Ran even more heartbroken. She said, "It's okay. You are working so hard, don't you allow me to work so hard too?"
Work hard!
Yes, I have to work hard.
Yun Qing turned her head and held the Demonic Sword with both hands seriously. She was about to unleash her full strength. Her efforts were so boring in the eyes of Huang Ju across from her.
"You don't have to waste your efforts anymore. You and everyone here can't beat me. Is that what I said? Dear cousin Qiu De'an?" Huang Ju turned his head to one side. That was the rest of the Bingyan team.
s position.
Qiu De'an looked solemn and said respectfully: "Yes, dear cousin."
Even the extremely proud Qiu De'an, the Great Mage of Bingyan who had a great reputation in the empire, actually bowed his head in front of Huang Jue. It can be seen that Huang Jue's strength and strength are really powerful in the Huanglong Empire. But
, in the same way, he is also following certain rules. Because, there is a behemoth that envelopes the entire Holy Continent. Under this haze, even a young fourth-level holy swordsman has to keep his peace and participate in the magic martial arts.