The wind blade struck through the purple gold cauldron and completely shattered under the golden light surrounding Murong Feixue.
Before the spiritual power retreated, Murong Feixue opened her arms wide, and the flaming meniscus sword soared into the sky, controlled by Murong Feixue's palms. Her eyes were stern, and she shouted: "Cross Arc Light Slash!"
In an instant, the wind blade that originally came towards him not only shattered, but was also swept up by a spiritual attack that was like daylight. The rays of light rushed towards Murong Qiuqing like a rainbow. The area covered the entire martial arts platform...
Murong Qiuqing had no way to avoid it. After a fierce cry, her body flew out violently. The blow just now had already broken her ribs and she vomited blood. After falling heavily to the ground,
, and could no longer get up. He could only look at Murong Feixue with angry eyes, unable to do anything.
When the smoke on the martial arts platform subsided, Murong Feixue cast a mocking glance at Murong Qiuqing, who was unable to move on the ground, and said coldly: "Now, who is the waste?"
Murong Qiuqing didn't answer, but people had answers in their hearts...
When he heard Dongfang Yuan shout loudly: "Murong Feixue wins!"
With the shouting of the evaluation, the wonderful competition finally came to an end. People cheered...
"Oh! Oh... Master Jiumao wins!"
"Miss Feixue won..."
"My lady won, finally won! Hahaha..."
Amidst the cheers, the little white tiger ran to Murong Feixue's side affectionately and nuzzled at Murong Feixue's feet like a cat.
Murong Feixue knelt down, raised her hand with a smile, and gently stroked the little white tiger. Her expression was kind and loving, as if she had returned to the shy appearance of a young girl. This scene looked very harmonious.
"Miss, be careful!" Huahua suddenly screamed, and everyone also exclaimed...
They saw Murong Qiuqing, who was covered in blood, gritting her teeth and condensing a spiritual attack, which was being launched not far away, preparing to attack Murong Feixue from behind.
This instantaneous skill is so fast that there is no time to resist it. Even if you try to block it, water from far away cannot save the fire from near. Everyone's heart can't help but rise to their throats...
Murong Feixue turned around after hearing the sound, only to see a white figure, like a galloping wind, arriving at Murong Qiuqing's position in an instant. With a kick, Murong Qiuqing was kicked away...
The spiritual attack that Murong Qiuqing had already sent out, with a "tearing" sound, shattered the red jacket on Murong Feixue's upper body. The broken pieces of red cloth flew up, revealing the golden dragon armor on Murong Feixue's body.
"That's the Dragon Prince's golden dragon armor..."
"Yes, it is rumored that the Golden Dragon Armor can ignore spiritual attacks!"
"Then, what is her relationship with Prince Long?"
People were crowded and crowded, eyes full of envy. Among those eyes, there were many ambiguous glances, flowing from Long Ming to Murong Feixue, and from Murong Feixue to Prince Long. Although not
Knowing that the current Long Ming is the Dragon Prince, it still can't stop people's yearning for gossip, and they start to speculate in private...
Long Ming frowned and glared at Murong Qiuqing, who had failed in his sneak attack. He turned back to look at Murong Feixue and asked with concern: "Are you hurt?"
"No problem."
When Murong Feixue saw Long Ming coming after a long journey, her heart palpitated. Thousands of words turned into a smile, her smile was like a flower...
For a moment, Long Ming in white and Murong Feixue in red looked at each other from a distance. They were like a pair of perfect lovers between heaven and earth.
