Lu Xueqi [Zhu Xian]

Zhang Xiaofan and Fenghui Peak disciple Peng Chang are also competing, but the audience is full of applause from Fenghui Peak disciples, reminding him that he is alone all the time.

A person, a fire stick...

...Under the stage, the laughter gradually stopped one by one. I don't know when, the boy holding an ugly black stick, although there was pain on his face, he didn't flinch, and even though there was fear in his eyes, he was so fanatical, deep The fire in his heart seemed to be burning in his eyes.

With a roar, the huge fire dragon rushed over and devoured everything in the world.

It seems like a moment, but frozen for a lifetime.

Zhang Xiaofan looked up to the sky and screamed, the fire stick was like blue light, he rushed into the flames.

There was a loud roar, and it was deafening amidst the raging flames.

"wonderful!"

There was thunderous applause, "Qian" under the stage, it seemed to be in another space, all the disciples of Qingyun were full of enthusiasm, cheering and shouting, fueling the flames, completely intoxicated by the two charms on the stage. On the figure, obsessed.

I saw Lu Xueqi piercing through the amber and scarlet silk, and suddenly stopped a meter away, with a graceful posture, ethereal and gorgeous figure, and rolling sleeves, as if she was alone in the world.

Lu Xueqi's black eyes were cold and calm, under the stage, not far away, the thin figure of the young man was getting closer and closer, attracting the attention of the crowd, Zhang Xiaofan walked over slowly, all his clothes were burnt, even some The place was still emitting light smoke, and there were large patches of burnt black on the face, hands, and body, and a pungent smell came oncoming.

Everyone could see that he was walking very hard, as if he had exhausted all his strength in taking one step, but for some reason he was still persistently walking forward and walking.

"Old Qi, which guy hurt you so much, isn't winning enough?"

Tian Buyi looked at the disciple he ignored the most on weekdays, and saw his incomprehensible stubbornness, but suddenly a burst of uncontrollable anger surged in his heart. This anger was so strong that even though he tried his best to suppress it, everyone still listened. Out of his anger.

The color of Zhang Xiaofan's lips was pale without a trace of blood, and he took a deep look at the stage, then he shook his head exhaustedly, and said in a low voice: "No, Master, I won."

After finishing speaking, he only felt a burst of dizziness in his head, and the sky became dark in an instant, and he fell to the ground with a plop, and passed out.

"I'll take Lao Qi back, you stay here and watch Ling'er." Tian Buyi looked at the disciple who fell at his feet, his eyelids twitched, then he reached out to pick up Zhang Xiaofan and walked out of the crowd.

The boy came and left again, light as dust.

Tian Ling'er broke through the barrier ten feet away, and Amber Scarlet Silk hit Lu Xueqi's slender shoulders as hard as iron.