Chapter 968: Don't Slap Your Face Too Painfully!

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Seeing this situation, Ye Qilan almost paused, this guy with an intelligent system, don't you know what it means to be low-key, she wanted to fight back against Feng Yanran in a low-key manner, but now it's okay, it's too high-profile!

Feng Yanran's face was about to turn black, and her spiritual power was able to conjure up such a realistic lotus flower, reaching the height of the lotus flower step by step.

No, she still preferred to believe that this was a technique that this woman had cultivated, deliberately used to show off.

The action of the night poured into the sky made the disciples who were watching the battle stunned, and looked at her stupidly, with a lotus under their feet, just like a goddess descending to earth, only Bu Jinghong and the others were not very calm.

"Senior brother, what kind of operation is this senior sister, it's a bit of a trick, can I get her to teach me when I go back", Bu Jinghong said with some envy, it's just a sassy operation!

Huang Yutian had a black line, did not speak, but glared at Bu Jinghong in warning, and he immediately covered his mouth and did not speak.

On the other side, the night poured until his feet stepped on the test table, and the light and shadow under his feet disappeared.

Intelligent system: "Woman, don't praise me too much, this is what I should do", this skill is not used, it almost forgets that it is high-tech.

The corners of Ye Lanlan's mouth twitched, ignoring the intelligent system.

"Nightfall, let's get started!" , Feng Yanran couldn't wait to make a move, her eyes staring at Ye Lanlan, as if she was looking at a prey waiting to die.

"Don't worry, I'll move my muscles and bones first, I rested for too long yesterday, and my hands and feet are not flexible", she said, and began to move her wrists and ankles, which was clearly the basic movement taught by her physical education teacher at the World Academy.

Looking at her strange movements, the eyes of the elders fell on Wu Yuan, what kind of warm-up action was this, it seemed to be very powerful.

Wu Yuan's face straightened, but he was speechless in his heart, he didn't teach this thing well.

"Okay", when Feng Yanran's face stinked to the extreme, Ye Yanlan straightened up and stopped his movements very leisurely.

An elder coughed lightly and walked up to the test table, "This, I won't be verbose, in short, until the point is reached, you must not hurt the other party's life." ”

"I have no opinion", Feng Yanran couldn't wait to speak.

Ye Qilan raised his eyebrows and was silent, indicating that he also understood.

When there were only the two of them left on the test table, Feng Yanran had a wrist, and a delicate long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and the long sword appeared and began to absorb the surrounding aura unconsciously.

Although it is not an artifact, this weapon is at least at the level of an immortal weapon, a treasure weapon, a magic weapon, a spiritual weapon, an immortal weapon, a super artifact, and a superb artifact (also divided into five orders: mortal, human, mysterious, earth, and heaven)

The Night Soul Eater Sword is an artifact, but for some reason, it has been downgraded, and it is only a mortal-level artifact, while Huang Yutian is slightly better, a Xuan-level artifact.

The one he gave to Ye Qilan for his usual use was a spiritual weapon, a heaven-level spiritual weapon, second only to Feng Yanran's.

In this world, only some powerful families can afford to use weapons above spiritual weapons, because good weapons are priceless.

"Heh......", humming softly in his mouth, Ye Qilan casually took out the spiritual weapon, and met the wind Yanran who made the move.

She glanced at Nightfall disdainfully, "You're doomed!" Even if she is not surnamed Nangong, she is not bad among the younger generation!

If there is another spiritual skill inherited by the Nangong family, she will definitely go to the next level!

"Lose? I don't have that word in my dictionary! Nightfall responded even more contemptuously, and the long sword in her hand steadily caught her moves.

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