Zhuge Wan'er snorted lightly, clutch his eyes slightly, and actually gave up Jianlu.
She can feel that the other party still stays. If she continues, she will completely lose the qualification to compete for the Jianhao List because of serious injuries.
"Contract."
The man in black, towards Zhuge Wan'er's back, gifted his fist, and immediately walked into the Jianlu.
"Damn, Zhuge Wan'er lost!"
"Oh my god, who is that guy, I haven't seen it before!"
"This guy is so strong that he has been waiting until the last day. Do n’t you know that there is a kendo's insight in the Sword Masters of the Swords in the Jianlu, can it improve the kendo realm?"
For a while, the crowd was boiling.
Although Zhuge Wan'er is not a top winning championship, he also has the qualification to compete for the top ten.
The man in black defeated Zhuge Wan'er without showing the mountains and water. This guy is also a dark horse!
On the top of the mountain in the distance, the elder Sun's parents saw that Zhuge Wan'er was eliminated and couldn't help digging: "Old Zhuge, you have an eye, do you see the kid who defeats your junior?
"?"
Zhuge Qingtian had a long beard, and there was no disappointment look on his face, and he still looked blandly: "The sword arts performed by this son are all basic sword moves, and they have not exposed any cards.
Can't say it. "
"Oh, it looks like, this time the Jianhao list has attracted a lot of interesting little guys."
Xuanyuan Long Teng narrowed his eyes and smiled, a Ling Feng, and this mysterious black man.
Of course, it is not easy for those who want to pass the nine major families.
Nympho
Zhuge Wan'er failed, and left his sword Lu without a word, and turned to Ling Feng's Jianlu.
"Ah? What is the situation, do Zhuge Wan'er want to challenge that guy?"
"I think so, if Zhuge Wan'er shot, the guy was almost going!"
"Haha, Miss Zhuge, come on, I am optimistic about you!"
"..."
Facing the discussion of everyone, Zhuge Wan'er said nothing, and his expression never changed. It was still so cold. No one knew what she thought.
She is just, taking care of herself, step by step, to Ling Feng's Jianlu.
Then, he talked loudly: "Stink boy, come out to fight with me!"
What time, the temperature of the surrounding air dropped rapidly, and the frosty white particles condensed out, floating in the air.
In this world, it seems to be turned into a frozen country!
Compared with the man in black, it seems that this time, she took out her real housekeeping skills.
"I rely on, so cold!"
"This Zhuge Wan'er was afraid to find revenge. Before the boy grabbed her first, now she came to win his sword."
"Although that kid seems to be very strong, I am optimistic about Zhuge Wan'er. It is not important to drift beautifully. Mainly I always stand on the side of justice. That kid, someone should have learned him!"
"Hahaha!"
Many martial arts around him suddenly laughed.
Zhuge Wan'er challenged the unknown dark horse, which suddenly caused many warriors to come and watch.
After all, with the strength of these two people, it should originally go to Xuanjian Villa to compete for the name of the swordsman.
Now, it seems that I can see this wonderful battle in advance.
"Stink boy, dare to accept my challenge!"
Zhuge Wan'er pulled his sword, like the frost cast by the ice, pointing directly at the sword Lu where Ling Feng was located. Her voice was extremely cold, as if the cold wind of the north, let everyone tremble.
"If I am yours ..."
Inside the Jianlu, a lazy voice came out, it was Ling Feng who slowly came out.
Ling Feng looked at the Zhuge Wan'er. This woman seemed to have even counted the anger that he was kicked out of himself on his head.
In short, it is completely a murderous look that makes him speechless.
It's a bit inexplicable to say this woman!
With a sigh, Ling Feng continued: "If I am yours, I still have time to find another defender to defeat, occupying a sword is the right thing!"
"I am doing this!"
Zhuge Wan'er had a sword in his hands, pointing directly at Ling Feng's nose bridge, and hated: "I have to get it back now, it should belong to my first!"
Ling Feng pointed to the sword Lu Ge Wan'er before, and grinned: "Oh, take it!"
"You! Ben girls don't teach you this stinky boy today, I will be with your surname!"
Zhuge Wan'er was angry, almost frying the lungs, and when the sword was swinging, he slashed at Ling Feng fiercely.
"His noisy! His noisy!"
On the top of the mountains, Zhuge Qingtian couldn't help frowning.
Originally, Zhuge Wan'er's strength, even if he was kicked out of his sword, it is not difficult to occupy another one.
However, she just challenged Ling Feng.
If she was severely damaged by Ling Feng, she would really lose her qualification to compete for the Jianhao List.
Now, I can only hope that Ling Feng can be merciful.
"Oh, young people, some vitality is also a good thing."
Xuanyuan dragon with a smile on the side, anyway, in fact, the purpose of this Jianhao list is mainly to select geniuses outside the nine families.
It's not the treatment of the core disciples.
Nympho
Facing Zhuge Wan'er's anger, Ling Feng just sideways, and flashed the sword, with a touch of smile on his face.
"Huh, look down on people, Frost Storm!"
Zhuge Wan'er looked at Ling Feng coldly, and his body flashed. The rules of the wind and the rules of the ice were exhibited to the extreme, as if a cold wind blown to Ling Feng, and Ling Feng felt a cold bitter.
The frost's sword with the cold and snowy cold, as well as pervasiveness like wind, stabbed to Ling Feng from an incredible perspective, and expanded a sword art. This is a sword -based sword -based sword art. It is pure and powerful.
Ling Feng was slightly surprised. I did not expect that this woman named Zhuge Wan'er had such swordsmanship to integrate the rules and rules of the ice into the swordsmanship.
"Unfortunately, if the rules of ice breeze have realized the fifth level, it may cause a little trouble for me."
Ling Feng smiled slightly, the rules of ice, or the rules of the wind, the degree of mastery of himself is above Zhuge Wan'er.
Based on this means, do you want to deal with yourself?