reborn just to love you

Taking a step forward, the young man looked at Yang Yan with killing intent, a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth, and a strong desire and enthusiasm for blood in his eyes.

The purple spiritual power wrapped around the sword, and when the young man stepped on the ground, he rushed to Yang Yan's body in an instant like a bolt of lightning flashing through the air.

For this rather quick attack, Yang Yan did not have any surprises, nor did he panic.

When this young man played cards out of common sense, she had already raised her vigilance, and her nerves did not relax in the slightest.

Therefore, the young man's attack was expected for her, and it would not be too strenuous to deal with it.

Light cyan spiritual power erupted, and a light cyan round shield composed of cyan spiritual power blocked the young man's attack.

Seeing that the shield dissipated without the slightest pause, the young man took the spiritual sword with purple spiritual power and slashed down again, one sword after another, without the slightest pause, without using any sword skills.

But this sword attack was as fast as a sword, but it made Yang Yan a little tired of coping, and suppressed her in a daze.

Apart from passive defense, she couldn't find any chance to fight back, and kept stepping back step by step.

And judging by the young man's appearance, he did not intend to stop such attacks at all, especially when she saw the bright red blood oozing from between Yang Yan's fingers, her expression became even more fanatical.

Those eyes seemed to be shining with a scarlet light, and the movements of his hands became more and more crazy, as if he wanted to split Yang Yan into two halves.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the audience of the competition stage. When he saw Lin Xue's worried and nervous expression, Yang Yan's eyes flashed and he gritted his teeth.

Since what happened last time, she has made up her mind to protect Lin Xue well. At that time, she could only watch this person get hurt, but could do nothing.

She doesn't want such a thing to happen again. After so long, she has cultivated desperately for so long, but there is no result at all.

Didn't she say she wanted to protect that person?She is not, has become stronger!

But now, why is it that she doesn't have the strength to fight against the opponents she meets so casually? Has she really become stronger?Can she really protect that person?

Compared to before, she is obviously much, much stronger than that time, but why, she is still so weak now, and she is still oppressed by others without any strength to fight back.

She doesn't want to be like this, she wants to become stronger, become able to protect everything, protect that person, she has already made up her mind early on, why now, her determination has wavered instead.

Yang Yan?Yang Yan, aren't you, you are already ready to sacrifice everything for her!So now, what's the point of hurting God alone here!

She has become stronger, isn't such a thing obvious!That person was watching her from the audience!

Hasn't she been her driving force, her pillar all along!In order to protect that person, she can do whatever it takes.

He raised his right foot and kicked it fiercely. It was not the opponent or anything. It is too early to draw conclusions!

The young man raised his left arm to block Yang Yan's kick, and swung the spirit sword with his right hand again.

Biting her lip, Yang Yan's eyes flashed, she don't want to do this, she wants to become stronger, stronger, she doesn't want to experience the feeling of losing Lin Xue anymore.

At the thought of losing Lin Xue, her heart felt like it was being torn apart.

She doesn't want to be like this, she doesn't want to taste this kind of pain anymore, so she has to become stronger.

And the person in front of her was the mountain she had to cross to hold the young man's spirit sword.

Because of too much force, Yang Yan's lips had already been bitten by himself, and the bright red blood slid down the lips and fell to the ground, looking strange and bright red.

The young man's pupils shrank, as if he was stimulated by the bright red blood again, and the bloody evil spirit in his eyes became a little stronger.

Using force with his hands, the purple spiritual power entangled the sword again, as if being crushed by the sudden force of the young man, Yang Yan's right leg bent down uncontrollably, half kneeling down.

And half of the spirit sword in the young man's hand was inserted into Yang Yan's left shoulder, and the bright red blood flowed down the shoulder, staining her white clothes red.

"Xiao Yan"!Lin Xue yelled, and almost couldn't help but rushed up.

Turning her head, she raised a touch towards Lin Xue, with a gentle smile as usual, as if she didn't feel the slightest pain.

"Xiao Yan", Lin Xue's eyes were red, and the veins on the back of her hands bulged due to the force of her clenched fists.

She wanted to stop it, but she couldn't, Yang Yan's intentions, Yang Yan's persistence made her unable to say the words that made her give up.

Withdrawing the spirit sword, the young man raised his foot and kicked Yang Yan's chest.

puff!Blood spat out from the mouth, and Yang Yan's body flew a full meter before stopping.

Standing up, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, looking at the young man, Yang Yan's eyes shone with stubbornness. She hasn't given up yet, and it's not time to give up yet.

Cough, cough!Coughing up a mouthful of blood again, Yang Yan held the spirit sword across her chest. She had been pinned down by the young man before, and could not find a chance to fight back.

Now, she finally had a chance to fight back. A light blue hexagram array emerged, and the spiritual power shining with blue light, like dense raindrops, attacked the young man.

"Wind Feather"!Yang Yan called out the name of this sword skill in a low voice.

A trace of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes, watching the dense raindrop-like sharp sword lights pass through the purple shield in front of him like nothing.

The young man took a step back, waving the spirit sword in his hand and dodging with body skills, these dense raindrop-like attacks.

However, no matter how fast he dodged, when the attack stopped, his face and hands had already been cut by the sharp sword energy.

And the black robe on his body has also become tattered, revealing the light golden soft body armor he was wearing inside.

Reaching out to tear off the black robe on his body, the young man stretched out his tongue to lick the blood flowing from his cheek to the corner of his mouth, and the smile on his face gradually widened.

Perhaps stimulated by the blood, even the young man's eyes turned red like blood.

Ha ha!Harsh laughter came from the young man's mouth. At this time, the young man looked extremely terrifying and strange.

"Xiaoyan, admit defeat! Quickly admit defeat! Please, admit defeat! Stop fighting," Lin Xue roared.

And her voice also changed its tone because of anxiety, if Wuying hadn't pulled her, she might have rushed up long ago.

Turning his head to look at Lin Xue under the stands, Yang Yan had a hint of warmth in his eyes.

Turning back to look at the young man who looked like a hungry ghost, put away the sword, put it back into the scabbard, and stabilized his shaking body, Yang Yan said. "I admit defeat, this competition, you won."

She knew very well that she was no match for this person, and even her strongest sword skill now only caused the opponent to suffer a slight injury!

In addition, she was seriously injured now, and her spiritual power was almost exhausted, so it would be meaningless to continue fighting. Apart from causing her to suffer more serious injuries, she could do nothing to him at all.

Moreover, the most important point was that she didn't want Lin Xue to worry. She was seriously injured now, so she already worried that person very much.

"Admit defeat"!The young man put away his smile, and a terrifying murderous intent welled up in his eyes.

With a grin, the young man's voice, which seemed to come from the Jiuyou Underworld, rang in Yang Yan's ears.

"I want to admit defeat, but you actually want to admit defeat now, what are you kidding, I haven't enjoyed enough! How can you admit defeat!"

After speaking, the young man jumped up, his purple spiritual power soared, and he rushed towards Yang Yan with the young man's terrifying laughter that made people's heart shudder.

"Xiao Yan", Lin Xue cried out.

Looking at this scene in the competition field, Long Ao's eyes flashed a icy murderous look, and the aura around him leisurely turned cold. The icy aura made the surrounding people shudder uncontrollably.

Stretching out his right hand, the white spiritual power rolled up Yang Yan's waist like a ribbon, his right hand formed a fist, and with a pull back, Yang Yan was pulled down from the competition field.

Lin Xue took a step forward and firmly caught the figure flying down from the stage.

"Xiaoyan, are you okay?"Lin Xue spoke, her eyes full of worry.

"I'm fine, I just suffered a slight injury, it's fine, don't worry too much"!Yang Yan stretched out his hands to smooth her frowning eyebrows.

Then he reached out and hugged her neck, and rubbed her face, "Don't worry too much, okay?"

"Well, it's fine!"Lin Xue smiled, but she hugged Yang Yan's hands subconsciously.

Putting his head on Lin Xue's chest, Yang Yan closed his eyes in peace.

Looking at the person in his arms, Lin Xue had a smile on his face that could be called happiness.

"Let's go back"!Long Ao stood up and said.

"Understood, Master"!Lin Xue responded.Long Ao's proposal was exactly what she wanted.

Long Ao took a look at the two of them. After such a thing happened, the two of them had no intention of participating in the competition.

Originally, they came to participate in this competition just to increase their actual combat experience, not for the so-called prizes.

"If you want to leave, stay with me," the young man yelled, and rushed down with his sword in hand.

With a cold light in his eyes, Long Ao turned around and swung his right fist wrapped in spiritual power.

Ding!When the fists and swords collided, there was a crisp impact sound, and the wrist went numb, and the young man subconsciously let go of the hand holding the sword.

At the moment when the sword slipped, the white-glowing fist swung out again and slammed into the young man's chest fiercely.

puff!A line of blood was drawn in the air, and the young man fell hard onto the competition stage, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Withdrawing his right fist and ignoring the young man, Long Ao led the three of them away.

Looking at the backs of several people, the entire competition venue was silent. All of them thought that Long Ao was the weakest of the four, so she did not participate in the competition.

But now it seems that Long Ao should be the strongest among the four.