The villain of Kuai Chuan Jiao is paranoid and black-bellied

Chapter 55
The annual martial art competition is coming as scheduled!

In the early morning, Jiang Zuilan was wearing a light blue dress, her waist-length hair was rolled up high.

Outside the door, Que Jue's sapphire blue clothes were stained with dew, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Wei Jue lowered his head and did not dare to look at Jiang Zuilan, but Jiang Zuilan had already seen the bruises in the corners of his eyes.

Jiang Zuilan took the fruit that Wei Jue handed over. She already knew that there was nothing wrong with the fruit that Wei Jue sent, and thought that she might be suspicious. The child in front of her at this moment might not have turned bad yet.

Pointing to Wei Jue's face, "Who hit you?"

Wei Jue turned around and ran away without saying a word. Today's Wei Jue seemed a little awkward, as if he was preoccupied.

When Jiang Zuilan arrived at the Yuntai Square of Purgatory Gate, it was already crowded with people. The arena above the square was built on a huge platform on the cliff, with cliffs on both sides, and a bottomless cliff below the cliff.

Maybe it's for the convenience of handling the corpses of people who die every year due to sect competitions. Purgatory Sect is indeed an evil sect, and treats human life like nothing. Few of the disciples who die every year are buried. Furthermore, the vast abyss under the arena is also a place where bones are buried.

On the day of the sect competition, the disciples of Purgatory Sect who have been away all year round have already returned one after another, and they are all eager to try and compete.

The reason, of course, is that there are too many benefits in being a big brother of Purgatory Gate. The resources alone are enough to make many people jealous, and there are those who have to participate. Purgatory Gate will select some people to participate every year, and choose the winner Those who are entrusted with important tasks.

Some people don't have the opportunity to choose whether to participate or not. If they don't participate, they will die, and if they participate, they only have a one in a thousand chance of surviving to the end.

Jiang Zuilan passed through the crowd and looked into the arena. At this moment, she saw Jingfeng not far ahead.

Jingfeng seemed to have also seen Jiang Zuilan, and blinked slightly at her.

At this moment, he was approaching the arena. The so-called arena was very large, covering an area of ​​several thousand square meters.

Jiang Zuilan raised her head and looked at the high seat on the pavilion opposite the arena. Can Que was sitting straight, still in a white shirt, gentle and elegant.

The so-called competition doesn't have any order of appearance. It's like a big fight. A group of people fight together, or someone makes an appointment to fight together. No matter what, only one wins in the end.

Jingfeng picked a place close to Jiang Zuilan, that is, the place farthest from the cliff.

At this moment, Can Que suddenly coughed softly, the voice was faint, but everyone on the stage was shocked.

"Today's martial arts competition, the last one standing on the stage is your senior brother or senior sister! You all understand the rules of the competition, so I won't say much...Then the competition begins!"

As soon as Can Que's voice fell, several men picked up the weapons in their hands and greeted Jiang Zuilan.

Jiang Zuilan narrowed her eyes, the long sword had already been unsheathed, and when she saw those men rushing over again, she swung the sword quickly with a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

The sword casted very quickly, and those men were cut down on the ground in a blink of an eye. No one could have imagined that this young girl could deal with a few men with good kung fu by raising her hand at such a young age.

At this time, the person who thought she was young and wanted to strike first, put his mind away, turned his head and rushed towards the others.

At this time, all the people present were watching and listening to all directions, and seeing her attack fiercely, no one stepped forward to provoke her for a while.

When those men rushed towards Jiang Zuilan, Jingfeng clenched the hidden weapon in his hand, and was about to shoot them down as soon as they got close.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zuilan was the first to smooth things over, his eyes couldn't help revealing a gleam of gleam.

The stupid girl is not bad either.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help smiling, and with a light jump, he landed in front of Jiang Zuilan.

"Alan, if you really don't like me, even if you stab me in the back, I won't blame you." He smiled, slowly turned his head to look at Jiang Zuilan, and then quickly met a group of people. People, handed her back to her, and gave it a go.

Jiang Zuilan hesitated, did this kid know he wouldn't do that, so he dared to be so blatant?
Then she found that Jingfeng was in front of her and insisted on occupying a corner of the ring, and for a while, no one was put in front of her.

Occasionally, one or two people who tried to use lightness skills to come from the corners were also shot down by Jingfeng with hidden weapons.

Seeing Jing Feng's stern figure exuding a cold aura, killing all directions in the crowd, and recklessly reaping the life at hand with the swung swords, Jiang Zuilan realized that such cruel bloodthirsty might be his. True color.

At this moment, the arena had become a slaughterhouse, dripping with blood and flowing like rivers.

This kind of scene made her, who had experienced the end times, frowned slightly. At this moment, at some point, Jingfeng had jumped out of the battle circle and gently pulled her to her side.

Only then did Jiang Zuilan realize that the white clothes on Jingfeng's body had been stained a few bright red with blood, and the wounds on her body were dripping with blood, and the bones could be seen deep.

The faint scent of green bamboo on his body was covered by a bloody aura at this moment, Jiang Zuilan frowned looking at the injuries on his body.

"Don't be afraid." Jingfeng said in a low voice as he held Jiang Zuilan's hand trembling slightly.

He took a few breaths lightly, the disciples who fell just now were just the worst in kung fu, these people were just testing stones.

The ones who stayed on the field at the end were the most powerful. He looked around, and several of them had already broken through the fourth level of mentality. Sure enough, these people usually hide their strength!

Jingfeng touched his chest habitually, and only then remembered that he had given Jiang Zuilan the soft armor for his body protection last night.

He felt a little relieved, as long as Alan didn't distract him, he could give it a go with confidence.

But at this moment, he seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly he was taken aback, frowning and asked Jiang Zuilan: "Alan, where is the soft armor I gave you?"

Jiang Zuilan knew what Jingfeng meant, and said, "Jingfeng, I said I wouldn't use your things."

After speaking, he entered the battle circle.

Startled, Jingfeng yelled, "Alan." He was about to join in.

Jiang Zuilan turned her head slightly, and said to him: "Jingfeng, don't worry about it, how long do you think you can protect me, or wait until there are only you and me left on the stage, and then face each other with swords?"

Jing Feng was taken aback, at this moment Jiang Zuilan had already stepped into the crowd.

Standing against the wind with a long sword in her hand, she was merciless to those who rushed up, and within a moment, the dozen or so people who rushed up were scattered, leaving only two people.

This martial arts competition lasted from early morning to sunset, from being full of energy at the beginning to being exhausted, and then to the pile of corpses on the ring.

Jingfeng killed one person again, looked sideways at Jiang Zuilan silently, and suddenly, with a 'poof' sound, another mouthful of blood was spit out.

Apparently it was because he was hit in the chest by someone during the fight just now, and his internal organs have been injured, and there are still more than ten people in the field at the moment.

If he hadn't handed over the soft armor and the poison pill he was going to use to save his life to Jiang Zuilan, the possibility of him winning at this time would be extremely high.

It's just that now he doesn't have these two things, and he was seriously injured, and then his expression turned dark. Unfortunately, when he came down, she didn't use the protective object he gave her.

Jingfeng looked at Jiang Zuilan, took a deep breath, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were deep, without fear, and the two swords in his hands stabbed at the person closest to him with lightning speed...

After Jiang Zuilan killed a person, she squinted at Jingfeng. She could see that Jingfeng had started to tremble slightly after he quickly dealt with the person beside him.

She could also see the terrifying scars under Jingfeng's blood-stained clothes.

Thinking of the two things Jingfeng gave him yesterday, if he had the soft armor and the poison pill in his hand, he would not be in such a mess, Jiang Zuilan finally moved, and she had already landed beside Jingfeng.

"Are you worried about me?" Jingfeng raised his eyebrows, looking into Jiang Zuilan's eyes, his tone seemed a little... happy.

Happy?Heh, Jiang Zuilan sneered, there is still time to be happy!
"No, I just don't want you to die so ugly." Jiang Zuilan didn't want to admit Jingfeng's words, and Jingfeng saw that there were no obvious scars on Jiang Zulan's body at this time, he was happy and bitter, and the bitter thing was that he was not as good as a girl ?

At this time, above the high position, Can Que looked at the changes in the arena with a somewhat unpredictable expression. He looked at Jiang Zuilan and Jing Feng who were fighting in the arena lightly, a little dissatisfied.

At this moment, there are only the last four people left on the ring.

The other two had obviously figured out that Jingfeng was easier to attack. Although Jiang Zuilan was a girl, her strength and ruthlessness in the ring just now should not be underestimated.

After a brief hesitation, the two reached a consensus to get rid of the seriously injured Jingfeng first.

He even persuaded Jiang Zuilan, "Junior Sister, I think you should deal with the person next to you first, you are so strong, be careful that he will stab you in the back later!"

Jiang Zuilan looked at Jingfeng, who smiled bitterly, and then looked at the two people opposite, she was indeed disgusted by this person calling her junior sister just now.

I'm sorry, she might really be a bit of a face control, looking at this long, fat, greasy man in front of her called her junior sister, I couldn't help but get goosebumps all over the floor.

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