With another sound like this, Huang Ju violently shook Yun Qing's knife away and slashed it away with his sword. He seemed to have sensed the crisis and started to actively fight back.
Yun Qing's delicate body shook more and more, and her right arm holding the sword seemed to be shaking. However, she still swung the red cherry sword and slashed at Huang Ju's sword.
Boom!
The third hit.
Yun Qing was knocked upside down by the third blow.
The little feet wearing leather boots grabbed the ground hard and slid backwards ten meters away. On the hard ground, there were two shallow white marks, which were Yun Qing's.
The feet were ground out.
Her little feet were not protected by fighting spirit, and her pair of boots had been broken into pieces. Her feet were covered in blood, and the bright red blood was dotted on the white insteps and infected the broken boots hanging on the sides of her feet.
It looks so coquettish and so dazzling.
A pair of smooth and tender feet, covered in blood and flesh.
However, she still stood. Standing firmly and without fear of pain.
Zhuo Ran looked at the figure with distress, and couldn't help but said in his heart: "I don't want Yun Qing to be hurt, I don't want them to be hurt. I want to become strong, I want to be strong enough to despise countless people in this world. Without strength, how can I protect them?
My beloved!"
Yun Qing stood up and continued to walk forward. The bloody feet did not seem to be her feet. There was no staggering in her steps and no shaking in her body.
Does it hurt? Can it not hurt?
The fighting spirit on the Hongying Sword has dimmed a lot. All the fighting spirit of a junior holy swordsman has been condensed, but only three swings have consumed about half of it.
Should this be said that the Holy Sword Master's fighting spirit reserve is small? Or should it be said that their collision is too powerful? So much so that the fourth-level blue fighting spirit is so easily consumed.
However, Huang Ju's fighting spirit has also dissipated a lot. In such a fight, although he is much stronger than Yun Qing, the special properties of Yun Qinglei's fighting spirit and the existence of space threads make it difficult for him.
. However, his hardship is much better than that of Yun Qing. At least he has not been harmed at all now. All he has consumed is some fighting spirit.
"You are really strong. If you are willing to follow me, I am willing to help you improve and become a truly strong person." Huang Ju took the initiative to speak with a strange light in his eyes. Not only him, but anyone who sees it
A powerful and beautiful girl like Yun Qing would be swayed and would want to take it for herself.
Yun Qing continued to walk resolutely and said coldly: "What are you proud of? If I were born in a gold-level empire, if I concentrated on practicing fighting spirit from the beginning, I would be stronger than you are now. Just like you.
You trash, you still want to take advantage of me, damn it!"
What she said is right. In the silver-level empire, whether it is resources or other things, it is much worse than the gold-level empire. Moreover, she has been studying the ability to change clothes, and her fighting qi skills are also inferior, so in Zhuoran
When I met her, her cultivation level was really not that strong.
Counting from the time Zhuo Ran got together with her, in more than half a year, she was promoted from the second level to the third level, and from the third level to the fourth level junior holy swordsman. Such progress can only be described as a monster once. It can be completely shaken off.
There are so many geniuses out there.
The further you go in training, the more difficult it becomes, but Yun Qing is like riding a rocket, rising to so many levels in a row. Why isn't she a monster-level genius?
"Okay, in that case, I'll wait until you're convinced." Huang Ju shouted, holding his sword and walking towards Yun Qing.
Boom boom boom!
The two exchanged blows three times in a row. Silver-white energy and blue fighting spirit splashed out. The splashing sword energy and sword light shot out in all directions, carving out ravines as wide as a palm on the hard ground. The two exchanged blows.
The place is close to the magic barrier, and many attacks fell on the barrier. Clear banging sounds continued to sound, and ripples continued on the transparent barrier, which could barely resist the sharp sword.
Qi. Faintly, the magic barrier seemed to be unable to hold on and was about to break at any time.
At the third blow, Yun Qing was knocked away. His delicate body was like a kite with its string broken. It flew feebly in mid-air for three or four seconds before slamming into the magic barrier.
.
Bang!
Yun Qing fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and her face turned pale. Fortunately, she was knocked away. If she was still sliding on the ground and retreating, her feet might have been disabled.
She supported her body with her left hand and held the magic crystal, and then stood up slowly. She leaned weakly on the barrier, and her right hand hung weakly. The fighting spirit covering it had completely disappeared, and even the usually sharp demon sword
Hongying also lost her luster. Drops of blood fell from her right hand and fell to the ground, making a slight "dah" sound.
She could barely stand up. She had lost the strength to continue fighting. However, her eyes were still firm, her aura was still as sharp as a sharp blade, and her determination to fight was still the same. She used her movable left hand to adjust her body vigorously.
With her posture, her slender back finally rested against the magic barrier. Her right hand shook slightly, but she couldn't move. She couldn't even hand over the red cherry sword in her hand to her left hand. She reached out with her left hand and found that it was already disabled.
With his right hand he took off the red cherry sword.
She raised her head slightly, her pale face, bloodstained lips, and messy black hair could not hide her star-like gaze. The light emitted by the stars in the dark night was definitely not as dazzling as the light of those eyes.
Yun Qing slowly raised the knife with his left hand and held it straight. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a hint of sadness and sadness. His pale lips opened slightly, "The battle is not over yet!"
Although the voice was soft, it was heard by countless people present. It was a voice, and it was also the voice of the heart. They looked at the proud girl, the proud girl with the sword, everyone, including the enemies of the Ice Flame Team, they all
Shocked.
"The battle is not over yet!"
This gentle voice was diffused by the magic trumpet and resounded throughout the audience. Everyone listened quietly, and everyone was silent. They just looked at the girl quietly, and they were deeply attracted by the girl's grace.
I'm deeply attracted and can't extricate myself!
Such a girl, such a girl with great courage, what kind of girl is she? Where does her courage come from? Who gave her her strength? Why can she survive such harm?
, still standing, still have the courage to shout those shocking words?
Everyone is surrounded by doubts and fears, and except for a very few people, they cannot understand.
Huang Ju frowned and looked at the girl, feeling even more fond in his heart. He stopped there and said proudly but sincerely: "I want you to be my woman. You are really great, I must have you become my woman."
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Zhuoran took a step forward and boarded the arena quickly. He came to Yun Qing, stretched out his hand to support Yun Qing's shoulders, and said softly: "Okay, leave everything to me."
Yun Qing smiled slightly, that soft smile, paired with the faint trace of blood, was extremely beautiful.
"I can still fight." Yun Qing's voice was extremely soft. She was so weak that she could barely make a sound without fainting.
Zhuoran smiled and said: "Yes, when you recover, you can fight."
Yun Qing pursed her lips and didn't speak. She just looked at Zhuo Ran with a pair of bright eyes. Suddenly, she didn't know where the strength came from, and she leaned forward, and the towering peaks pressed against Zhuo Ran's chest early. Her face was raised.
Then, the cold lips pressed gently on Zhuo Ran's lips. She opened her big eyes and looked at Zhuo Ran's stunned expression. Then she bit Zhuo Ran's lips hard and then separated.
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Her actions made everyone understand that they were a couple! In fact, there was no need for outsiders to know their relationship. They would not announce to the whole world that Yun Qing was Zhuo Ran's sister-in-law, so,
Just let it be, let’s just be lovers!
Huang Jue, who was twenty meters behind Zhuo Ran, said angrily: "Damn it! You deserve to die!"
Zhuo Ran came back to his senses, looked at Yun Qing and smiled: "I was kissed by you."
Yun Qing smiled, "Then what do you want to do?"
Zhuo Ran smiled and said nothing. Instead, he gently picked up Yun Qing's waist and slowly walked out of the arena. He sat on a chair and put Yun Qing's slender body on his lap.
Said to Wendy: "Get treatment."
"Ah! Hmm!"
Zhuoran then turned his head to Lian Na and said, "Go ahead and don't hold back. His physical condition won't be very good now."
Lian Na nodded and walked into the arena calmly and pretty. She wanted to give back all the pain this guy had inflicted on Yun Qing!
As Zhuo Ran said, Huang Ju's situation is really not that good. The blue fighting spirit blazing in his body has been put away, because he can no longer squander it. Although the battle with Yun Qing was short-lived, the consumed fighting spirit,
It was actually more than 60%. Moreover, he felt a faint pain in his body, as well as a few narrow wounds that were suspected of being cut by sword energy. He was actually injured despite the absolute suppression of his strength.
His love for Yun Qing could not be greater. He looked at Yun Qing with bright eyes, looking at Yun Qing who was restored by Wendy's light magic, "You are mine, I will get you, I will definitely get you!"
Lian Na casually shot out an arrow. An ordinary Thunder Dou Qi arrow was about twice as fast as an ordinary Dou Qi arrow. This random arrow aimed at the most lethal part. It shot straight towards Huang Jue's neck.
This is Professor Zhuoran's. If his neck is hit by this meter-long and two-finger-thick fighting spirit arrow, he will be killed instantly.
This place is softer than the head and has a stronger impact than targeting the body. It can be said that this is a killer spot.
However, Huang Ju would not let Lian Na succeed so easily. Otherwise, would he still be a fourth-level intermediate holy swordsman?
(PS: Please give me some collections and flowers, brothers and sisters, I beg you!)