Do the best of Qingge

The sudden situation on the fighting platform made the spectators unable to believe their eyes.

The first person to be injured was actually Mu Yangshu, who had an elementary cultivation level of Faxiang Realm!And he was picked up and hit until he vomited blood!

What's the situation?Are the two souls swapped?

Unexpectedly, Junior Sister Chu, who looks handsome and elegant, has such a violent side!

The place where Mu Yangshu lay down was a thick and solid bluestone ground, but at this moment, tiny cracks like spider webs were spreading.

It can be seen how hard Chu Linge hit in the previous blow.

The qi and blood surged up sharply, instantly making Mu Yangshu's face flushed red, and the angry blood rushed straight up, as if it was about to pour into the Tianling Gai.

Sensing the fierce wind blowing towards his back again, Mu Yangshu slapped the ground suddenly, and rolled out in a embarrassed posture. While avoiding the attack, he also completely opened the distance between himself and Chu Linge .

Stretching out his hand to wipe away the blood stains at the corner of his mouth, Mu Yang Shu Yaoyao looked at his opponent who was standing calmly in Taichung, his gaze was as cold as a sharp knife.

With a sudden grip of the palm, Mu Yangshu lifted a spear with a dark golden luster to his palm, without any hesitation, he attacked Chu Linge again.

"Deer pattern sharpshooter!"

After sacrificing the weapon, Mu Yangshu's aura became violent in vain, and coupled with the extremely impressive kung fu technique, that kind of momentum directly changed the expressions of tens of thousands of fellow sects.

"Fuck! What is he going to do? Want to kill his fellow apprentice?"

"It's too despicable to use the killer move first when the cultivation base is in the upper hand!"

"I didn't expect him to be such a senior brother Mu. I always thought he was very handsome before, but now it seems that I am really blind!"

Mu Yangshu didn't hear the condemnation of the spectators, he just wanted to hit Chu Linge hard now.

Even if Lu Hanxi would hate himself because of this, it doesn't matter, he wants to use a complete victory to teach Chu Linge to be a man, being able to make people happy is not a real skill, big fists are the last word!

Facing the opponent's blow full of anger, Chu Linge did not choose to dodge.

A series of complicated seals continued to condense out from the palms, and a more violent aura than Mu Yangshu swept out, and the whirlwind raged, quickly covering her figure completely.

The spear/spear tore the corner of the wind, and the tip of the spear swirled and pierced in. In the blink of an eye, Mu Yangshu's figure was also covered by the blue wind, and he was nowhere to be seen.

On the wide fighting platform, the cyan wind whirls about ten feet wide like a whirlpool, blocking the sight and perception of most spectators, making them both nervous and surprised.

And a small number of powerful disciples, as well as mentor elders, can clearly sense the battle situation in the whirlwind.

Hundreds of gun shadows came out together, covering all the vital points of Chu Linge's body!

When the breath is locked, unless the gun shadows are completely defeated, even if they dodge them, they will be hunted down endlessly.

After another handprint was formed, Chu Linge's palms joined together suddenly, and several wind blades shot out from the rapidly rotating wind wall.

Before the shadow of the gun strikes, the wind blades are already falling like a torrential rain. From a rough look, there are actually three hundred!

The sound of metal and iron clanging resounded throughout the Yanwu Square, stimulating every tense nerve outside the arena.

After the wind blade intercepted all the gun shadows, there were still more than a hundred shots, shooting at Mu Yangshu overwhelmingly.

Seeing this, the latter suddenly raised his palm, and slapped the middle of the gun body. The spear immediately buzzed, and the wind blades that hit the front were thrown down one after another.

When the last wind blade was also scattered by the dance of the spear/spear, a white fist staggered away from the body of the spear and struck in front of Mu Yangshu.

Chu Linge's timing of punching was very precise, and it was already too late for Mu Yangshu to turn the gun.

Unwilling to give up the attack, he simply let go of the gun, quickly destroyed his spiritual power, and punched Chu Linge straight in the face with a fist.

The astonishing blasting sound exploded like a thunderbolt, and the vigor radiated out, whirling the surrounding blue wind until it dissipated and disappeared, and the two figures finally reappeared in everyone's sight.

Both of them flew backwards towards the back. Chu Linge's sleeve robe was torn and scattered, revealing a section of smooth forearm, and his footsteps were empty, and he quickly stabilized his figure.

On the other hand, Mu Yangshu on the other side, the situation can be said to be too miserable.

His whole chin and even the front of his chest were stained with blood, and his hair was scattered, which set off his already slightly gloomy face a bit hideously.

After Mu Yangshu's body fell to the edge of the platform, several mouthfuls of blood spewed out immediately.

Suddenly there was a deathly silence around, and a needle could be heard.

Mu Yangshu tried to stand up again, but just as he moved, severe pain came from all over the viscera.

Shengsheng swallowed the blood rushing to his throat, and did not dare to move.

"You lost." Chu Linge said faintly as he approached at some point.

Looking up at the other party's face that was not very happy, Mu Yangshu suddenly laughed out loud, turned his head slightly, and looked in the direction of the elder's seat.

He didn't stop grinning until the wound was involved, coughed and said, "So what if you win against me? If I tell your secret, how will you treat it?"

Chu Linge looked at him condescendingly, and was not moved by his threatening words, and said calmly, "You can try."

The two looked at each other strangely for a while, and after a long while, Mu Yang Shu withdrew his gaze in frustration and stopped talking.

Seeing this scene, everyone was a little baffled, and the anger accumulated in their hearts was replaced by curiosity.

secret?What kind of secret does Junior Sister Chu have?How did Mu Yangshu know?

Just in this short gap, a slender figure suddenly shot up from the elders' seat, and rushed towards Chu Linge with billowing anger.

Chu Linge raised his eyes and looked at the familiar face that was rushing towards him, feeling a little dazed, for a moment he didn't know whether he should make a move or retreat.

The woman who suddenly attacked was none other than Lu Hanxi's own sister, Lu Yingluo!

Just now, Lu Yingluo finally solved the mystery that had puzzled her heart for a long time. The "brother-in-law" she had been looking for for a long time turned out to be right under her nose.

When Mu Yangshu suddenly looked towards the elders' seat, although his eyes were a bit erratic, she could still sense that the former's eyes were aimed at Lu Hanxi.

And when he uttered that inexplicable threat, Lu Yingluo clearly sensed the murderous intent from his sister beside him.

It wasn't until Chu Linge lightly dropped that response that Lu Hanxi's killing intent subsided in an instant.

Combining all kinds of signs, at this moment, Lu Yingluo, if she has not seen the tricks between the two of them, she can only be blind.

Her thoughts are not restrained, and her mind is broad enough, but when it comes to her sister, her reason is thrown into the sky.

"Junior sister Chu is really amazing! I also want to come to ask for advice!"

In front of many disciples and elders, Lu Yingluo naturally wouldn't say anything unfavorable to his sister, gritted his teeth and threw a rationale, then slapped Chu Lingge with his palm.

Qi Wan, who was standing not far from Lu Hanxi: "As expected, he was discovered!"

Mu Yu, who was standing in the disciple's spectator seat, said, "No, I was discovered by Sister Lu! My brother is such a bastard!"

If Mu Yangshu heard his own sister's words, he would probably spit out a few mouthfuls of blood on the spot, but he didn't have the chance to see the disaster he had single-handedly brought about.

When Lu Yingluo moved towards Chu Linge, he had already fainted by the fighting platform.

Facing Lu Yingluo, whose cultivation base was at the middle level of Faxiang Realm, Chu Linge didn't dare to neglect at all, and took out the Great Sun Slayer Fan, and retreated like catkins.

Fireballs and wind blades exploded continuously in the air, and strong wind mixed with heat waves swept all directions, making all the disciples near the fighting stage tremble with fear.

In the previous few battles, the protective light shield was not activated, because it was not necessary.

But at this moment, the elder sitting in the place of honor had no choice but to activate the formation in order to prevent the weaker disciples from suffering.

Looking at Lu Yingluo who suddenly went berserk, except for a very few people who knew the reason, the other tens of thousands of disciples were inexplicably astonished.

It's so exciting that there are so many changes today!

In fact, Chu Linge had already guessed the truth in his heart, but still holding a trace of luck, he tried his best to dodge the firepower of Lu Yingluo, while begging for mercy: "Senior Sister Lu, calm down, I admit defeat."

Hearing what the other party said, Lu Yingluo struck harder, and the fireballs flew like a splendid firework in midair.

"Senior Sister Lu? Why do you still call me so unfamiliar? Do you want to call me sister like Hanxi!" Lu Yingluo's lips moved slightly, and the sound transmission secretly entered Chu Linge's ears.

Chu Linge dodged here and there, if she didn't have the protective mask, she would have fled far away.

Asking for forgiveness again to no avail, he simply broke his heart and said in a low voice: "Sister, many people are watching, why don't you let me go first, after I enter the inner courtyard, I will personally send you to the door to beat me, sister Do you think this will work?"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Yingluo laughed and cursed: "Good you little bastard, you dare to come to Xuanbing Palace to find Hanxi, stop for me, and see if I don't break your leg!"

The two chased and fled, the scene was thrilling and funny.

The five elders sitting in the honored place also looked at each other in blank dismay.

Only Yi Xuan looked normal, and even commented from time to time, which part of Chu Linge's strength was not well controlled, and which part of the exercise was too much.

The other four didn't dare to disturb her interest, so they could only bite the bullet and keep silent. Looking at Chu Linge who was being chased and fled by his opponents in the arena, their hearts were full of complications.

The farce lasted for almost a stick of incense, and Yi Xuan also saw through the flaws of Chu Linge's skills, stretched out her slender palms covered by silk white gloves, and directly withdrew from the competition platform surrounding mask.

As soon as the slender palms were grasped, the two people in the field were wrapped in a soft wind and fell to the two edges.

A voice that couldn't hear any emotion said lightly: "Enough, the challenge continues, you two return to your respective positions."

The author has something to say: Lu Yingluo: "I've been looking for a long time, and the result is right under my nose!" Chu Linge: "Sister, don't be angry, let me explain first." Lu Yingluo: "Hmph, No need to explain, just beat you up, and I will naturally die!"