Huge red waves rose into the sky from the Fanhuo River, and then violently crashed into the small square, splashing fire rain all over the sky and turning into thick mist when it touched the air, shrouding the entire square in a depressing atmosphere.
In front of the training platform, a deep and long sword mark like a ravine was spread on the ground, spreading into the distance. Just from it, one can imagine how amazing the strength of the person who wielded the sword would be. Everyone looked at the spreading sword mark and stared,
A depressing atmosphere slowly enveloped everyone's heart.
But just when this depression spread, a black figure slowly came into view. This was a young man, with a skinny figure that was not very strong, and a faint tendency to be vulnerable, and a delicate face.
There is a trace of childishness left, but most of it is covered by perseverance, and the most attractive thing is the pair of black eyes as deep as the night sky, which seem to reveal a mystery unknown to ordinary people.
The young man looks pretty good, but his strength...
Under the gaze of everyone, the young man's dark eyes were half-narrowed into the shape of a bow, with a dangerous smile on his lips. He crossed the sword-marked ditch with steady steps and slowly walked towards the center of the square. Opposite him was the Eight Dragons cultivator.
tower.
The atmosphere was originally extremely depressing, but because of the young man's exit, there was a deathly silence for a moment, and even the sound of everyone's breathing could be heard slightly.
On the Eight Dragons training platform, Qi Hao stood with his hands behind his back and an angry figure around him. Because of the appearance of this figure, there was a moment of astonishment on his gloomy face, and a subtle doubt flashed in his eyes.
Could this kid be frightened by his previous blow and come to kneel down to beg for mercy? The strength of the second-star martial artist has no value to him. Taking it away would only be a waste of resources, but since he is the first
As a person begging for mercy, he has to show his kindness to let others know how kind he is.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Qi Hao's face. Although there was disdain on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were very bright.
Silence, silence, for nearly a minute, there was no movement on the field, just like the water in the fire river area could not produce a single ripple.
Lin Xiu's appearance was so sudden that countless people were in a daze. In front of the crowd in the middle reaches of the river, everyone stared at the figure in a daze. Sheng Yue's frowning eyebrows were just as Lin Xiu walked out.
In an instant, she stretched out her body, and her light white dress swayed, revealing her round and smooth calves. They were still so beautiful, but there was no one to appreciate them.
The willow eyebrows frowned and then relaxed, but when they reacted, they were deeply locked together. Shengyue Yueya's eyes were full of doubts, and when she came to her senses, she took lotus steps to catch up.
"Lin Xiu, what are you going to do?"
Lin Xiu, who was walking in front, seemed to have not heard the questioning voice and moved forward on his own, but his eyes were on the Eight Dragons training platform.
At this time, on the stage, except for Qi Hao, everyone else was also stunned, especially Yun Feichen and Duan Qingya, whose faces were full of surprise.
"Lin Xiu, why are you still alive?" After such a long time, Yun Feichen also woke up. There was inexplicable fear in his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.
As for that elegant girl, her face was not very good either. She was full of spring and exuding an alluring female aura before, but now she was filled with anger. The two lumps of flesh on her chest were bumping up and down, and her breathing was a little difficult. It looked like
She has the look of a dominatrix, and there is no trace of beauty at all.
"It's you, you made it easy for me to find him," Duan Qingya glanced at Lin Xiu coldly, her hands under the red robe were clenched tightly, as if there was great hatred between the two.
Qi Hao, who was originally preparing to give Lin Xiu some sweetness so that everyone could follow suit and surrender, heard the words of Yun Feichen and Duan Qingya on the small training platform. His tall and tall gun-like figure suddenly stagnated while he was walking. His eyes, which appeared soft, became sharp in an instant.
"Second martial artist, I, Qi Hao, will not keep such mediocre people under my command," said the cold words. Qi Hao waved his long sleeves, and a swirling red storm suddenly rose up, heading straight for Lin Xiu.
Lin Xiu, who was still walking around, was paying attention to the red hurricane that was sweeping in. His face was still as calm as before. Only his slightly narrowed eyes showed his caution.
At this time, all the disciples in the three river sections also reacted, and the eyes staring at the black figure became strange.
Most of the people in the middle reaches were puzzled, while the other two sections were filled with disdain and ridicule. How could a disciple with the strength of a two-star martial master come to such a place.
"This kid is crazy," Lao Huo, who was standing in front of the crowd with a slightly hot temper, couldn't help but cursed when he saw Lin Xiu not dodging the red hurricane. The latter helped to treat Yang Yan. In my heart, I am already half a middle-reacher, and besides, I have the relationship with Shengyue, and they are even closer to each other, so I can see that the latter reacted like this when he took such a risk.
A big old man was frowning and worried at this moment. In fact, there was a hint of admiration in his heart. Sheng Yue's mistress was so crazy that she could compete with that little witch.
Yang Yanma He also stared at this scene with nervous expressions. As for the rescue, they also thought about it, but for some reason they did not do it.
The others did not move, perhaps because they sensed Lin Xiu's mystery, or perhaps because they felt that there was no need to offend a strong man at the level of a military commander for a weak boy, but Sheng Yue didn't care about this, she didn't care whether Lin Xiu was No matter what he wants to do, she will protect him.
Wind blew up from the bottom of her pale white skirt. Shengyue's figure quickly chased Lin Xiu, but the red hurricane in front also swept towards Lin Xiu. The red hurricane was extremely powerful and swept everything along its path into it from the moment it appeared. , even the water flow in the Fanhuo River area caused waves of several feet high due to the terrifying suction force.
If someone was involved in such a terrifying red hurricane, they would probably end up being torn into pieces. However, Lin Xiu didn't move, and even the expression on his face didn't change much. If it weren't for this look, To be crazy is to have complete assurance.
Whoosh, boom.
The sound produced by the hurricane's rotation is also particularly unique, but it is not a beautiful music but a danger lurking in it. The hurricane is extremely fast, and it engulfed Lin Xiu's figure before Holy Moon could catch up.
After this, Qi Hao, who was in the main position, snorted coldly, waved his long sleeves again and the terrifying hurricane suddenly disappeared, and the things in it had already turned into dots of light and scattered across the sky.
The pale white figure stayed in place, looking at the hurricane that was slowly dissipating, with a touch of sadness in her heart, and murmured: "Lin..."
The woman's voice was filled with sadness, and she stopped abruptly after uttering just one word, because in her pair of misty crescent eyes, a figure of a young man in black was reflected. There was still a faint smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, and his pair of black eyes But much softer.