National Luck: Play as a judge at the beginning, teammate Xiao Daji

Seeing Irina flying out like a butterfly with the Broken Spirit Sword in her hand, Yin Bai was dumbfounded.

Ling Fan stood there with his eyes wide open, subconsciously clutching his sword tightly.

I've only heard of people stealing swords with bare hands, and people stealing swords from behind, this is the first time.

Yin Bai turned his head to look at Xiao Daji, who also had a look of shock on his face.

Yin Bai could not help but smile wryly.

If it were someone else, Yin Bai would definitely notice the approach of the other party immediately.

But Irina was different. Yin Bai never thought that the other party would do such a thing.

But it is also true that Irina would definitely not be able to do such a thing if she was thinking normally.

Coincidence, everything is coincidence.

Putting all the coincidences together, it turned into this unexpected scene.

"I don't like it"

Yin Bai gritted his teeth and wanted to rush out to stop her, but he suppressed the urge, forcibly calmed down, and continued to observe the situation.

"Master Yin, here it is."

Ling Fan was also dumbfounded. This unexpected development, how should it end.

"It's okay, let's deal with the situation."

Yin Bai forcibly suppressed his anxiety, and spoke.

The appearance of Irina not only shocked Yin Bai, but also made everyone else in the audience dumbfounded.

Whether it was the Uklan team or the leaders of the six major sects in One Mountain, Two Prefectures, they all stopped their movements and looked at Irina vigilantly.

They were all worried that this little girl who rushed out of nowhere also came for Yan Luo's secret art of life and death.

"Dare to ask who is the girl and what is her purpose?"

Nine Heavens Profound Sword Ye Wudao asked in a deep voice.

Irina stood with a sword in her hand, her eyes were cold.

She opened her mouth slowly, and everyone held their breath, waiting for her answer.

"Aba Aba."

Ye Wu said: "."

This is so special.
"Girl! This is not an occasion to be funny. Please respect yourself and don't force me to treat you as an enemy."

Seeing Irina's attitude, Yi Xian, the mourner, was immediately a little angry. He pointed his finger at Irina, as if he was about to launch a gas bomb if he disagreed.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh"

Everyone: "???"

There are two situations in which this girl can react like this.

Either she is really crazy, or she just treats everyone present as fools.

Even though everyone listed the correct answer, no one wanted to believe it.

After all, on such an occasion, the people who can appear here are all cunning and cunning people, or they are all well-known figures in the cultivation world, so how could a lunatic break in.

"unreasonable!"

Yi Xian has a rather fiery temper. Seeing that Irina responded with this attitude twice, he got angry on the spot.

Fingers flicked continuously, and a series of black aura bullets went straight to Irina.

Irina stood there expressionless, not only did she not feel the danger of approaching danger, but she started playing with the sword in her hand.

Dangdang~
A series of collision sounds, air bombs hitting the surface of the sword, all disappeared without a trace as if they had fallen into a quagmire.

"???"

The masters present were dumbfounded.

What number of ways is this?
Did not see any fluctuations in spiritual power, did not see any moves.

Is Yi Xian's trick cracked just like that?
"hateful."

Not only did Irina always ignore her state, she even used this contemptuous attitude to break her trick.

As the Palace Master of the Poling Mansion, Yi Xian was obviously a bit frustrated.

With both hands together, the aura gathered crazily, and a basketball-sized aura bomb gathered rapidly.

All the masters were shocked when they saw this scene.

All the heads are here to hide their strength and paddle, but now, Yi Xian finally made a real move.

"Broken Spirit Orb!"

Yi Xian yelled loudly, and the naked eyes could see the majestic aura surging behind him, and the aura bombs gathered in front of his hands were like rockets ready to ignite and launch.

boom!
With a loud noise, the Po Lingzhu shot out suddenly.

The huge aura was like a recoil, overturning the turf behind Yi Xian!

tear~
All the masters took a sharp breath.

There is such a big momentum just by making moves.

The power of this move is so terrifying.

Irina is still in a state of not caring about death at all.

The Broken Spirit Sword was playing in her hands, as if a child was playing with a beloved toy.

The broken spirit bead the size of a basketball flew towards Irina.

However, within one meter of her, he suddenly changed direction and flew towards the Broken Spirit Sword.

hum~
The blade of the sword collided with the broken Lingzhu, sending out a strong vibration.

The Spirit Breaking Sword seemed to want to completely absorb the Spirit Breaking Orb, but the Spirit Breaking Orb wanted to explode the terrifying energy it contained.

"Forehead."

All the masters looked at this scene with their chins raised.

They have seen the scene of Yi making the first move before.

Basically every time, the opponent is bombarded and killed to the scum.

But it was the first time for everyone to see such a weird situation in front of them.

Irina looked at the black ball stuck to her sword with some doubts, and frowned slightly.

She seemed very dissatisfied that such an unsightly thing had been smeared on her precious toy.

Raising her hand and waving lightly, Irina drew a beautiful sword light with a broken spirit bead.

With her shot, the broken spirit bead was finally thrown out.

boom!
Coincidentally, Po Lingzhu was facing Shen Wufei, the ferryman.

Shen Wu was defenseless at all, only when the broken spirit orb flew over, did the spirits around his body resist it.

"Wow!"

A violent explosion sounded, and Shen Wu let out a strange cry like a frog.

With black smoke all over his body, he flew out backwards.

All the masters: "."

A strange silence began, until Shen Wu stood up in a state of confusion with disheveled hair.

Only then did the silence begin to turn into a suppressed laughter that was choked in his throat and dared not show it.

"Yi Xian! You must be sick!"

Shen Wu angrily scolded.

"How do I know this is happening? It's my fault too?"

Yi Xian was already very irritable when he lost face, but Shen Wu's angry reprimand completely aroused his inner anger, and he himself responded unceremoniously.

There was already a competition between the two mansions, this trivial matter almost became a fuse, the two mansion masters seemed to be planning to settle the old and new grudges together, and fight well.

"Cough cough."

Ye Wudao coughed violently a few times, hoping to attract the attention of these two people, so that they can stop this shameful quarrel.

Yi Xian: "Believe it or not, I'll kill you?"

Shen Wu: "If you can't kill me, you are my grandson!"

Ye Wu said: "."