A pool of bright red blood gradually gathered under Feng Jin's body, and he lay on the pool of blood, his body convulsed and trembled, and he let out several whining sounds.
Bing Lingtian immediately put his feet down, squatted down, grabbed Feng Jin's hair with one hand, and forced Feng Jin to raise his head.
Feng Jin vomited a mouthful of blood onto Bing Lingtian's face, his eyes filled with cruelty and determination as if he was ready to die: "Bah, you are the only one who deserves to be kneeled down by me? Go ahead and dream of your spring and autumn dream."
Bing Lingtian's eyes became colder and colder.
She slowly raised her hand, twisted her sleeves to wipe away the blood on her face, and looked at Feng Jin indifferently, "You... are looking for death..."
Click!
Bing Lingtian broke Feng Jin's arm bone with one hand, and saw Feng Jin's forearm drooping in a strange posture. Feng Jin frowned, gritted his teeth, and his eyes were filled with scarlet red.
"Feng Jin, admit defeat, give up quickly!" Dean Lin shouted angrily.
Feng Jin gritted his teeth, the veins on his neck popped out, his roots were boiling like earthworms, and his temples on both sides were beating wildly.
Feng Jin is not a fool, so he naturally knows that Bing Lingtian is playing with his life.
Therefore, Feng Jin Qi is like a gossamer, using up all his strength, he is ready to admit defeat.
A dagger was about to penetrate Feng Jin's neck and cut off Feng Jin's tongue, making it impossible for Feng Jin to speak.
Feng Jin's eyes widened, and his eyes were about to burst.
Dean Lin, several elders, and all the Tiandiyuan disciples all stood up angrily and glared at Bing Lingtian.
Dean Lin's chest was filled with anger.
There was a layer of ice barrier around the arena, blocking everything for the sake of fairness. He could not open the barrier, so he could not rescue Feng Jin, and could only watch as Feng Jin suffered this vicious attack.
However, at this moment, a strong wind suddenly passed by, and ice and frost were flying like snow. Bing Lingtian's wrist and dagger were both sealed by ice.
Everyone subconsciously looked to the right and saw three figures coming against the wind at the end of the jungle mountains.
The leader is singing softly, the red dress is like fire, the skirt is flying, and the silver hair is like snow.
Her face was cold and cold, her features were picturesque, and her eyes looked cruel and evil for a moment.
Both sides -
Liu Yan'er wore a rouge-colored short skirt, a pair of vine boots, and several black vines wrapped up along her slender white legs. She carried a waning moon knife on her back, and her three thousand green hairs danced in the wind.
Chu Changge's slutty red pants and neat short hair are a bit messy and lazy, and he is having a good time while no one is laughing. What's going on with this inexplicable excitement?
Among the crowd, a person wearing a bamboo hat looked at Chu Changge and smiled evilly: "The master of Chu Changge's Gong Sect has fallen to this."
"If he is dead, you are the master of Gongmen." A lazy and evil female voice sounded in this person's spiritual world: "I smell the smell of Fengqi on Ye Qingge. It's really disgusting.
What about the taste? This Ye Qingge has a rare treasure, if you can devour her body, you can take everything about her as your own."
"She...hehe..." The man in the bamboo hat chuckled.
——
"Junior Sister Ye! It's Junior Sister Ye and Junior Sister Liu! They're here!"
The disciples of Tiandiyuan burst into tears and exclaimed.
Qingge stepped towards the crystal arena, and a waiter immediately came to stop Qingge, "The battle in the arena is still going on, no one else can disturb her."
Suddenly, strong winds sprang up, and sharp blades tore through the air.
Thunder flashed in Qingge's eyes, and she saw the Mingwang Sword shoot out of the air the moment she raised her hand. The blade touched the waiter's neck, and a blood line faintly appeared.
Her whole body exuded a horrifying aura, cold and chilling, as cold as light!
Qing Ge looked sideways at him: "You - want to die?"
The waiter's limbs were cold and his whole body was stiff. The fear of death made him tremble and he did not dare to move.
Qing Ge pulled the knife back and walked towards the ring.
Everyone's eyes were all focused on Qing Ge.
After all, there is an ice barrier around the arena that cannot be broken through!
Qingge looked at the icy barrier blocking her path, raised her knife and dropped the barrier, disappearing into thin air.
The tip of King Ming's sword was pressed against the ground, Qing Ge held the sword and walked slowly towards Bing Lingtian.
"Feng Jin lost, the next battle will be mine."
Qingge used the Snow Spirit Pearl to protect Feng Jin, and then some disciples from Tiandiyuan reacted and climbed onto the ring to carry Feng Jin down.
Feng Jin's face was covered in blood.
He looked at Qingge. He had always been stubborn and refused to admit defeat, but suddenly he burst into tears: "Junior sister, you are finally here."
Qingge nodded, "Don't leave, watch carefully to see how Tiandiyuan will win the first place."
Even though Feng Jin was scarred, he was very passionate.
All the disciples of Tiandiyuan, who were originally extremely disappointed, dejected and complaining, all ignited new hope and shouted the name of Qingge.
"Ye Qingge, you are so arrogant. As long as I am here, it will not be your Tiandi Academy who takes first place in the academy battle!" Bing Lingtian said coldly.
"If it weren't for my Heaven and Earth Court, who would dare to take this top spot?" Qing Ge's steps shifted, and when she turned around, her clothes were blown by the wind, her smile was frivolous, and her words were unrestrained!
The onlookers around him were all dumbfounded, but also amazed.
They have never seen such a woman. The heat derived from her bones is like ten thousand years of ice. She comes with the wind and rain all over her body, slashing the sky with her sword, and her blood is dripping with anger.
She is the uncrowned king of the world.
The door of victory is open to her.
Bing Ling Tian was furious and became angry with shame.
"Ye Qingge, it's really time for a battle between us. In this battle, I will show no mercy."
After Bing Lingtian said this, she opened her hands and ice picks appeared around her.
Qingge raised her eyes, lazy by nature, and exuding nobility: "Are you worthy of fighting with me?"
She just said it so casually, but it made Bing Lingtian almost crazy. What made Bing Lingtian resentful the most was that even she was amazed by Qing Ge now.
Although they hadn't seen each other for only a few days, for some reason, Ye Qingge's whole person seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes.
She was like a noble and extraordinary god who suddenly descended upon the people.
The disciples of Tiandiyuan looked at Qingge and were extremely excited, and kept shouting——
"Junior Sister Ye! Junior Sister Ye!"
"With Junior Sister Ye here, do you three houses dare to take the top spot in our house?"
"What Bing Ling Tian, what Zi Yu, how can they be half as elegant as my junior sister?"
"..."
Unknowingly, silently, Qingge became the soul of Tiandiyuan, affecting the emotions of all disciples.
When Dean Lin saw Qing Ge, he was at a loss just now, but now he was smiling and relaxed.
He had an inexplicable trust in Qing Ge.
Even what Qing Ge said just now, he didn't think it was nonsense.
That's how it should be, isn't it...
The second elder bit his sleeve and cried: "The little girl is finally here, she is so cool!"
The third elder smiled brightly: "Come, come, eat melon seeds, and enjoy this battle."
The Great Elder stroked his beard and said, "The top spot belongs to our hospital. We don't even need to watch this battle. Qisha just admit defeat."
…
So, I saw three elders with frosty eyebrows and snowy hair carrying small stools, cracking melon seeds, and started chatting about home affairs.