Ling Die's eyes were red, and he jumped up onto the fighting platform. He called out a long whip from his hand and said angrily: "Ling Luo, if you dare to hurt my brother, I want you to pay with your life!"
A sneer appeared on Ling Luo's lips, and the sarcasm in her words was unmistakable: "What? Do you also want to become disabled?"
Lingdie whipped her long whip, and her alizarin-red gauze clothes were caught in the wind. She said angrily: "If you destroy one of my brother's hands, I will definitely take a pair of yours!"
As he spoke, the long whip danced wildly like a spiritual snake, whipping towards Ling Luo.
Ling Die is different from her incompetent brother Ling Zihong. She has reached the peak of the Mu Yuan fifth level warrior. She is petite and her skills are second only to Ling Yue.
The long whip was carrying light green vitality. Every time it was struck, it brushed against Ling Luo's clothes. When it landed, it shattered the bluestone on the ground and splashed countless flying stones.
Ling Luo held the sword in his right hand and kept dodging.
Ling Die seemed a little annoyed and said angrily: "Ling Luo, draw your sword quickly!"
Lingdie's skills suddenly became agile, as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, and the light green wood energy emitting from his whole body also strengthened.
In the eyes of the people in the audience, Ling Die's figure had turned into a red shadow. Ling Luo was unable to resist and was already stretched thin.
Xuanyuan Yu frowned slightly, with a worried look on his face. Swords against long whips are indeed inconvenient, and Luo'er has no combat experience at all. If this continues...
"I caught you!" Lingdie laughed wildly, "Ling Luo, suffer death!"
On the battlefield, the two figures were frozen. Ling Die was holding a long whip, and the other end was tightly tied to Ling Luo's body.
Ling Luo lowered his head slightly, his hair was messy, and he looked a little embarrassed.
"Hahaha, I thought you had some real skills. You are a fifth-level Huoyuan warrior, but you look like this!" Lingdie became more and more proud, using his right hand, and the long whip was tied tighter and tighter.
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"Miss Third!" Shengge exclaimed, with a look of anxiety on her face, and wanted to step forward.
Unexpectedly, a big hand, like an eagle's talon, grabbed her shoulder tightly, unable to move even a little bit.
Shengge became anxious: "Master Yu, why are you holding me? Third Miss, she is about to die!"
A faint smile appeared on Xuanyuan Yu's lips, and his peach blossom eyes were full of cunning: "Dead? Shengge, are you kidding me? Luo'er is having fun."
"Er?"
As soon as Shengge uttered a single syllable, the situation on the battlefield took a shocking turn.
Ling Luo's head, which had been lowered, slowly raised, not pale, not frightened, not depressed, but full of smiles, especially those glazed black eyes, which were even full of excitement.
"I should have caught you, stupid pig." The corners of her lips were slightly raised, her lips were slightly opened, her voice was very soft, but it reached everyone's ears accurately.
Lingdie was stunned for a moment. He was very angry when he was insulted in public. He tightened his strength a little more and shouted: "Sophistication!"
The smile on Ling Luo's face became even thicker, her thin lips moved slightly, as if she was thinking something secretly. In an instant, the long whip tied to her body ignited a black flame and burned to ashes in an instant.
Lingdie was shocked and her beautiful eyes suddenly opened wide.
Next, something that frightened her even more happened. Those strange black flames spread along the whip and onto her hands.
"Ah——" Ling Die screamed, she reacted quickly and quickly threw away the last bit of whip in her hand.