Looking at the people gathered around him, Yan Ren stepped forward with his sword in hand and blocked the girl.
"Senior Sister Luo Lan, can you let me do it for you and teach these people a lesson?" He is now a true disciple of Ning Zi Zhao Ye Palace, but he is not comparable to these extraordinary beings who come from heretical backgrounds.
Lorraine Hill shook his head. "Back off first. Since they are competing, let's compete."
Seeing that the two parties had reached an agreement, Yezhen also knew that it could not be changed. He once again asked people to clear the venue, and then raised the protective barrier.
"Haha, you are so bold, you don't even want that helper." Ling Hu watched the girl step into the arena, raised her right hand, and asked the executioner patrolling Youfang to leave.
After standing still for a while, Lorraine Hill looked at the big man opposite with a broad sword on his back, and then asked the man beside him to hand over a branch.
Turning the branch in her hand, all the rough bark peeled off, revealing the light white smooth wood. She touched the sword with her fingers and wiped off the excess, and a smooth and sharp wooden sword was instantly formed.
"This technique is like returning to nature, so it should not be underestimated." Several disciples standing in the distance whispered.
They are not those idiot nobles, many of them are geniuses in the sect, and they naturally know how exquisite skills are required to achieve such a seemingly simple technique.
"It seems that this competition is destined to not be dull."
"Tour Youfang and learn from Lei Yin!"
A strong man in the field simply cupped his fists, and then pulled out the broad long sword from behind. The sword was dim and had blood grooves on both sides, and there were incised talisman patterns in the middle. The overall length was about two meters, longer than Little Luolan.
The body is still tall.
After holding the long sword, the strong man ran a few steps on the ground without saying a word, and then cut off the head with one sword. The sword was like thunder, cutting through the air and exploding in the air.
Lorraine Hill stood still on the ground holding the wooden sword. After the strong man struck down with the sword of wrathful thunder, his body suddenly moved.
Its shape was as light as a fallen feather, yet as swift as a stream of light. In a dazed moment, it seemed as if three girls crossed each other and passed by the strong man's side silently.
Then the heavy sword hit the ground like a thunderbolt and made a big crater, but the strong man's face instantly turned pale, he staggered a few steps and then knelt down on the ground.
Tiny traces of blood appeared on the periphery of the body, and the blood spurted out was like mist, dyeing the surrounding ground red. The originally thick broad sword was also scattered into smooth pieces and scattered all over the ground.
There was silence in the court, watching the girl turn around quietly, walking slowly back to the previous position, and then the referee Ye Zhen's voice was announced.
"Xiang, Xiangyu faction, Luo Lan wins."
Because he was too surprised, he read the word a few times. Only then did Ye Zhen suddenly come back to his senses and look at the peaceful figure.
Even for those sixth-level true disciples from major sects, it is not easy to win against this master of Xunyoufang, and they don't want everything to end abruptly before it even begins.
When Lorraine Hill was at the fourth level, he was able to fight against these true disciples. Now that he was at the fifth level, he was naturally at his fingertips.
Yan Rong, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was not surprised by this result. Not only had he seen the terrifying strength and profound knowledge of this senior sister in the sect, but he also knew that her origins were extraordinary and that she might become a figure like the Five Phoenixes in the future, so he respected her so much.
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Seeing the young girl's easy victory, Ling Hu, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, frowned, and then waved his hand to ask the servants on the side to urgently bring the items.
"The next match is between Baichanmen, Li Huiping, and Xiangyu Sect, Luolan." Ye Zhen announced.
"Wait a minute." Ling Hu saw several followers walking in from the door. He calmed down and raised his hands to stop them.
"I'll just come and meet you this time."
After finishing speaking, he accepted the two valuable wooden boxes sent by the servant.
A light gauze dress with gradient colors was taken out from one of the wooden boxes, and a transparent orb as big as a fist was taken out from the other wooden box.
[Colorful Huansha Yi] (rare coral grade): It is woven from Mo Shangzhou and Lu Ning Dye Bifang using seven colors of rays of light mixed with magic cloud silk. It can hide itself, block the breath, and is as transparent as a transparent one. In addition, it can change the body shape even though the body shape changes.
Zoom in and out to protect yourself.
[Water Dragon Orb] (Excellent Coral Level): Condensed from extraordinary dragon creatures with water attributes, it can assist in transforming into a dragon and greatly enhance the strength of the transformed dragon form.
After he put on the veil, his whole figure began to become half-hidden and half-revealed. Then he held a bead in one hand and a Qingying sword in the other, and walked into the venue.
Seeing the opponent's appearance as if facing a formidable enemy, Lorraine Hill remained calm and allowed the opponent to start using it.
After Ye Zhen announced the start, the figure of Mr. Linghu suddenly disappeared into the air, and then a long dragon roar sounded in the sky above Ye Mansion.
White and bluish dragon scales are stacked one on top all over the body, reflecting the color of gems in the sunlight. Its body is about a hundred meters long, and it swims in the sky.
Observing this dragon body, which was as powerful as Sequence 7, some of the people below began to whisper.
"This is a simulation of Dragon Sequence 7·Mist Jade Green Dragon. With the blessing of those treasures, his form can last for several minutes."
"We'll see if we can defeat Miss Lorraine in a few minutes."
Before he finished speaking, the dragon in the sky spewed out clouds and mist, soon covering the sky. Then, a bolt of cyan lightning suddenly struck down and exploded in the courtyard.
Lorraine Hill raised the wooden sword and swung it smoothly, scattering the shadows of the blue sword to offset the power of the thunder. Although he was not injured, the sword was struck into powder by the lightning.
Looking at the burnt white thunder powder scattered in her palm, the girl thought silently in her heart, it seems that she needs to show some skills.
In the fierce wind, she stretched out her right hand against the falling drizzle.
In an instant, a graceful giant scythe that was taller than a human appeared in the palm of his hand. The blade of the scythe was like a crescent moon, sliding through bursts of cold light. Then the thin, matte long handle was held in the palm of the girl's hand.
Another bolt of thunder struck down, hitting the girl in the field.
As the dim light flashed away, the world suddenly became quiet, and the sound of thunder, wind, raindrops, and discussions all disappeared.
The dreamy figure soared through the sky among the thunder, quickly turned in a small arc to avoid the astonishing arc of electricity that passed by, and then slashed the dark cloud with a knife, and a bright white mark split from the thick cloud.
Visitors below saw the dim light in the sky appearing and disappearing like a butterfly piercing a flower, splitting the sky into white streaks, in which dragons roared and lightning flashed continuously, followed by bursts of sharp sounds of gold and iron rubbing against each other.
Pieces of dragon scales that looked like glass began to fall from the sky, mixed with traces of red.
Finally, a bright light flashed in the sky, all the clouds dispersed, and the white and bluish dragon was cut in half by the huge arc of light and split into two pieces.
The long dragon screamed, and the heavy flesh and blood fell to the ground, shaking up countless rain, blood, and dust.
When the sun shone on the earth again, the girl with black hair and black eyes descended gracefully from the sky.
The flowing wind is like silk, entwining around the body, revealing fair skin between the fluttering sleeves, and what is revealed along with the fluttering hair is the dreamy and distant flawless face.
There is a phoenix coming from the west. It holds a green branch in its mouth and falls. When it falls and blooms, the six kingdoms are born. - "The Biography of Qingluan of Five Virtues"