On the side of the red silk team, I didn't expect that the yellow silk team would lose two backbones as soon as they came on the field. In the entire yellow silk team, only one Murong Yilan was left.

Xin Yue stands proudly in the center of the bluestone square. Raise your lips and chuckle, the smile is almost bewitching.

"Who else dares to come up? Hurry up, time waits for no one! Xin Yue asked confidently.

"Hehehe...... Then let me come up and try it! ”

Murong Yilan spoke in an extremely modest tone, but under that steady tone, there were a pair of fierce eyes. At first glance, it seems to devour people's souls, full of gloom and horror.

Xin Yue's mind exploded, and she felt the fierce killing intent, and she couldn't help but have a cold war. She never thought that she would run into Murong Yilan. It's just the rules of the competition, and you can't pick people. Whoever wants to play is whoever plays, and plays until there is no one left on this team......

"Good! Sacrifice your life to accompany you. Xin Yue gritted her teeth and spoke.

Just a matter of speaking, Murong Yilan suddenly pulled out the long sword behind him. The blade of the sword drew a red half-arc in front of her, and the arc light was inextinguishable. As if he had eyes, he quickly attacked in the direction of Xin Yue. That menacing appearance is extremely fierce.

Xin Yue was caught off guard, and could only condense an enchantment in an instant to protect her heart. And when she pulled out the Wuzi Stainless Steel Sword, that red Xuanguang couldn't compete with Murong Yilan's Heavenly Rank Red Xuanguang. The arc light was like a bamboo, destroying the barrier, breaking the Wuzi steel sword, and then slashing at Xin Yue's chest.

"Poof......" There was a piercing sound of breaking flesh, and a bloody light that was almost more dazzling than the red arc light sprayed out violently......

Xin Yue is not Murong Yilan's opponent, there is no doubt about it, but even if she is defeated, how to defeat it should be another matter. Right now, Xin Yue is very unwillingly defeated.

She fell to her knees on one knee, holding the remaining half of the Uzi steel sword in one hand, propping up the ground. The sharp pain in her chest made her only bow her head. Wheezing slightly. The dampness on his chest was full of thick blood. Drops of vivid blood bloomed in front of her kneeling body, and clusters of blood-colored lotus flowers bloomed. Extremely dazzling.

The mother had already cried bitterly, and stumbled to Xin Yue's body. First of all, Xin Yue was given a Lingxue Pill to heal external injuries. Only then did Xin Yue treat the wound. while blocking Murong Yilan's attack again.

Murong Yilan's cold and red eyes were staring at Xin Yue and Yan Niang opposite, her eyebrows condensed, and her tone revealed a hint of disgust and urged: "This is the competition venue, if she can't do it, she will go down, delay everyone's time, it's not good for anyone." ”

Hearing this, Xin Yue gritted her teeth and wanted to push the bad lady away and continue to fight again. But the bad mother couldn't stand it. His brows were twisted into a dead knot, and he got up directly and shouted at Murong Yilan: "If you want to fight, fight with me!" ”

"Hehehe...... Just because you want to fight with the senior sister too? Didn't you see that the person next to you couldn't stand up even if he was injured? Zhou Hongyong regained his vitality and began to act as an afterthought behind Murong Yilan again.

The mother frowned angrily, gritted her teeth, and stepped forward.

The spring breeze was gusting, mixed with a slight smell of blood. In the gray-white bluestone square, the blood stains were once again wiped away by Dongfang Yuan's sleeves.