Lord of Injured Souls
Chapter 2375:Lord of Injured Souls
This shot was extremely sudden, Xi Ruolan was suddenly caught off guard, and when she was in a hurry to dodge, she could not open the position at all, although the knife did not hit her neck, but cut it on her shoulder.
Bam!
The sound of a dull explosion in the ring.
Xi Ruolan was instantly bombarded out, and the whole person was hit heavily on the boundary, which was particularly embarrassing.
“Oh?”
The whole shock.
The whole family stood up and looked at the ring.
The throngs are ungrateful.
“What’s going on?”The lonely family also made a sound.
“Huh?”
On this side of the Qin Feng will be studded with silver needles full of porridge in the car, and then out of the car, see this scene, suddenly frowned.
No one expected that the just a few of the proud Xi Ruolan, who had just lost his way, actually suffered a big loss in the first confrontation with this person!
Xi Ruolan climbed up hard, but her arm could not move, and a little blood spilled from her cuffs along her white arms.
Obviously, this blow is extremely light.
Hao Ruo Lan can't stand it at all!
“It’s really a fake game!I don’t think my guess is wrong!”
At this time, the injured spirit gentleman in the ring shook his head, shouting out with a voice that was enough to make the whole scene heard.
This fell to the ground, and the whole scene died in an instant.
Everyone looked up and looked at the ring.
The teacher stood up, stared at the injured spirit gentleman with a condensate face, and coldly asked: “What do you... say?”
"After my fight with Xi Ruolan, I can already conclude that whether it is the battle of the great war, the tai chi, the south and the blood, they are fighting the fake game, I now seriously suspect that they have been fasced by the Xi family, deliberately released the water, Xi Ruolan just fought with them, did not use much strength!"
“What?”
This time, the whole place was uproar, and the scene was like a boiling pot.
People's scalp tinged, and they looked at the wound above.
The face of the war was pale.
He is also ugly, and some do not know how to refute it.
Although these people are not what she has access to, she can feel that these people are indeed letting water.
“That’s nonsense!”
This side of the pine can no longer hold back, he suddenly got up, pointed to the ring of the injured spirit king drinking: "You say we are fighting a fake game, then you have evidence?" 」
"As soon as I shot, I could have hurt Xia Ruolan, but they were stalked by Xi'an, and they could not defeat the army, is this not enough to prove it?"Do you think it’s the narcissist that put water on me?Or do I have to be strong enough for those martial arts geniuses?”Wounded people are not in a hurry.
Who knows your power?We don’t even know who you are!How can you prove your strength?”Xi Song coldly grunted: "Moreover, this so-called fake game is not fake, but you are just here to say it, Wushen passed the duel, but there is no provision that the other side must go all out, even if they do not want to fight, directly and deliberately give up to leave, who will blame them?"“What round do you have your fingers here?”
As they fell, people nodded their heads.
Indeed, the rules of the competition do not say that both sides must go all out, do not want to fight, surrender to surrender and surrender, let alone put water.
But... these people are the ones of the patrilineal.
Even if the rules of the game are not so stipulated, will the teacher allow it?
"Come, take the battle, and send someone to intercept Tai Chi, Nanxun, blood, Liu Chun, drift white!"
I just heard the unsightly scream.
As soon as the sound came out, the face of the battle changed.
People are confused.
Then he saw that several strong men of the subordinate house rushed over and locked up the battle.
“Master, I am innocent!”
The battle is screaming.
“How are you innocent?”
Teacher Bai Xiang said without expression: "This war of the people is the order sent by the Master Wushen himself, you should go all out when you stand on stage, if you do not go all out, then you are contempt for the Martial Emperor!"Insulting the Lord!If you have insulted the Lord, you must naturally be punished!Take it down!”
The babe waved.
"No!Help me, save me!"
The great cry of war.
But it is useless.
Whom should the teacher catch, and why should he excuse himself?As long as one by the head can do, after all, the current martial arts, in addition to the martial god, he is the largest, who dares to refute?
The battle was wounded, and the strong men of the division were not weaker than the battle, and the battle was dragged down in constant struggle and shouting.
On this side of the Qin Feng look at the side of the battle.
The battle was always watching him.
In those eyes were despair and helplessness.
Qin Feng did not speak, and his eyebrows moved a little, but quietly watched him leave.
He was very clever, and at this time he did not offer Qin Feng, because if he said Qin Feng, no one would be able to save him any more, not to say, Qin Fengding would shoot.
The scene is boiling, and people are clapping and buzzing.
The face of the narcissist is also very ugly.
The cold face of the wounded spirit gentleman turned slightly around and looked at the chrysanthemum on this side.
"I think with the tactics of Master Bershen, they should soon recruit everything, don't you think?"Wounded by the Lord.
“Trongly tortured confessions?How can this be convincing?”He gritted his teeth and drank.
“So you’re not convinced... right?”
The wounded spirit looked at her side, and a smear of war swept through the depths of his eyes.
“Of course!”
Xi Ruolan clasped the phoenix sword and stood up again, and the eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.
“That’s okay!”
Wounded spirit gentleman nodded: "If so, then I will convince you to take it orally!"
The voice fell, and the injured spirit took a little step forward.
Just a simple step...
Oh!
The whole ring was instantly enveloped by a unique spirit.
Not good!
The face of Hao Ruolan changed, and immediately prompted Kirin soft armor.
Oh!
In an instant, a terrible fire broke out on her body and threw it on the outside.
The moment that came out of this fire.
Twist!
A sword suddenly sprang out, and instantly ripped the flame.
“What?”
Xi Ruolan's face changed greatly, and the man had not yet reacted, and the sword spirit was already fiercely bombarded on her body.
Hush!
Hao Lan once again spit a mouthful of blood, and the man was shocked and retreated, and it was difficult to stand firm.
“Wow!”
The voice of the station once again sounded.
Hao Ruo Lan was in great turmoil.
She clenched her silver teeth and stared hard at the front, but saw that the injured spirit had already leaned over, and a soft sword was slitting toward Yu Ruolan.
He immediately mentioned the sword of the phoenix.
The throttle!The throttle!The throttle!The throttle!The throttle!Luo...
The two swords collided wildly and splashed a large number of sword flowers.
But... whether it is sword skills or strength, it is not against the man, after a series of fights, her tiger mouth cracked, the air broke, the whole person's offensive has been gone.
The wounded man's speed is too fast, the strength is too strong, and even his sword is not much stronger than Xi Ruolan.
Although this person is not on the list of Wushen, his strength is not even compared to some of the martial gods.
What's the matter?Where did the teacher find him?Why such a terrifying power?
Hao Ruolan was heart-wrenching, scalp tinged, and the whole person was completely embarrassed.
“Your strength is too weak!”
Just listen to the hurtful face without expression, and then raise your feet.
Bam!
He had a foot in his abdomen, and the man flew out again, and bombarded hard on the knot.
The boundary was almost deformed by the force impact on her.
When he fell to the ground, Xi Ruolan was already frantically vomiting blood and getting up hard.
Seeing this scene, the hordes were silent.
Everyone was stunned, one by one, as if in a dream, looking at the scene inconceivably.
“Miss!”
The whole family stood up, their faces very pale.
“Roll!”
The heart of the pine was also suspended, and a scream was shouted.
“Oliday, is that your strength?That is really disappointing, you are not worthy of being a martial god, or honestly hand over this position!”
The wounded man carried the soft sword and stepped towards this.
That little blue face, full of disdain and contempt...
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