She rose into the air, and in the air came two sharp silver plates, three red gold arrow feathers, and four thin lancets.
She released black extreme fire from her hands, and just after melting the silver plate and sharp arrows, there was a strong wind behind her, and the wind blade pierced into her flesh again.
"Uh-" Ling Luo groaned in pain.
She endured the pain, but before she could stabilize her body, she was stabbed on the back of her neck again. Her mind was filled with a black dream, and she fell directly from mid-air to the ground.
What was waiting for her on the ground was a stone wall rising from the ground, which hit her body hard.
"ah--"
The body was knocked to pieces, Ling Luo felt a dull pain in his chest, a fishy smell rushed up his throat, and blood overflowed from the corners of his lips.
Each of the thirteen people has a different attack style. When combined together, they become a series of deadly webs that cannot be defeated, avoided, or avoided.
This is simply a gang fight!
Ling Luo was hit by the stone wall and fell to the ground, coughing and choking after mouthfuls of blood.
She stretched out her arms, supported the ground, and gradually raised her body. After a lot of effort, she stood up extremely unstable.
"Haha, Ling Luo, why don't you admit defeat?" Ye Fengrou's lips curved into a mocking arc.
Seeing the woman walking in front of him who wanted to snatch Yu away, Ling Luo sneered and spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm onto Ye Fengrou's face.
"Admit defeat? What are you daydreaming about in broad daylight?"
Ye Fengrou screamed, quickly took out the handkerchief, and wiped the dirty bloody phlegm on her face vigorously.
After wiping it clean, she slammed the square handkerchief on Ling Luo's face and said angrily: "You are so disgusting! Rude and vulgar. A woman like you is not worthy of Yu at all!"
"Whether you are worthy or not, Yu has the final say." Ling Luo sneered, "The more eager you are to prove something, the more you lack something."
At this moment, Xuanyuan Yu, under the stands, had already gone crazy. With a sinister look on his face and wild eyes, he roared at Dean Chen Han: "Stop! Stop it!"
Chen Han drank tea leisurely and refused: "The rules of the Sky Arena, once the duel starts, if there is no winner, there is no reason to stop."
"This is not a duel at all! It's a foul, it's cheating, it's a gang fight!" Xuanyuan Yu's peach blossom eyes were filled with raging anger, and a violent aura emanated from his body, "Thirteen men plus that bitch woman, come on
Beat my Luo'er, what kind of duel is this!"
Chen Han sighed softly and said: "I also know that it is unfair, but there are no regulations in the Sky Arena that do not allow duelists to use Gu insects to control humans and fight as puppets."
"You old stubborns!" Xuanyuan Yu gritted his teeth with hatred. He clenched his fists tightly and exuded a strong murderous aura. "I'm going to tear down that arena!"
Then he cut the thirteen men and the woman named Ye into pieces, and if he dared to injure his Luo'er, even if he lost his life, it wouldn't be enough to repay him!
Xuanyuan Yu couldn't stand it anymore, and he didn't care about those stubborn bullshit rules. He jumped up onto the arena, and with his body like lightning, he settled next to Ling Luo and held her tightly in his arms.
"Luo'er, does it hurt?" His expression was frantic, and even his voice was trembling uncontrollably. She looked so weak.
"It's okay." Ling Luo shook his head and smiled lightly at Xuanyuan Yu, "Yu, get down."