You obviously looked at the orientation offense, but she just had the ability to avoid her technique. She shot several times in a row and didn't even encounter her corner.

Ling Yanran was also ruthless. She was the master of Bishui Palace. Below, there were masters with the same door watching, would she let her fold here? Then where can her face go?

Isn't Du Meimei running fast? Thinking in her heart, Ling Yanran was lucky, and her palms were launched flat. A cold and cold air swept the entire high platform. The ginger cicada was almost unavoidable.

Under the stage, a ancestor of Bishui Palace led the team with a laughed: "Yanran's freezing thousands of miles already have your 30 % of your fire."

A noodle -like ancestor beside her shook her head slightly: "Yan Ran is going to lose."

She has a poisonous vision. Although Jiang Chan has two rounds of air before, she does not think that Jiang Chan is a soft persimmon. From her participation in the martial arts, she has never used a sword.

What does this show? A sword repair does not need her sword, which shows that it has not been to her when she pulls the sword!

Sure enough, watching the high platform is frost everywhere, no matter where she flashed, it seems that she will enter Ling Yanran’s attack range. Ginger cicada is also serious. She touched it in the storage bracelet.

Zhang Fuyu.

To tear the rune, a series of small fireballs appeared on the high platform, the fireball and the ice were in contact with the snow, and there was a burst of white smoke on the high platform, which blurred the sight of everyone.

In the next second, there is a voice: "Sister Ling, formed."

The white mist on the high platform gradually dispersed, and the man left Jiang Chan to stand in front of Ling Yanran, and his fingers against Ling Yanran's throat. If this is changed to Xuanli sword ...

Below the disciples of Jianzong clamored: "Okay, too powerful!"

Ling Yanran is not the kind of person who can't afford to lose: "Thank you Shi Du's mercy, it's my loss."

Jiang Chan laughed: "It's good to say it, Sister Ling let me."

Ling Yanran is very serious: "If you lose, you lose, nothing to say."

The two got off the high stage, Mingyu rubbed the ponytail of the ginger cicada intimately: "Yes."

After Jiang Chan came down, he reached the competition of eight other people. Xiang Yuanzhe and another brother broke into the top five. At this point, there were three disciples of Jianzong in the first five.

One of the remaining two is Yunwuzong, and the other is the Ghost King Zong. The ancestors of the Zongmen in the rankings are bitter.

Now it is the top three. This round of Jiang Chan has drawn a brother in the same door. The brother is simply, and he admits to defeat before he fights.

In his words, there is a quota for the trial tower anyway. Why should he fight hard here? It is better to save more physical strength.

So the first three ginger cicadas left, Xiang Yuanzhe and Yunwuzong's spirit, as for this ranking, it is really hard to say.

Lingyue wanted to study with Jiang Chan long ago. During the secret situation of Tianmen, their bunch of their sons were put down by Jiang Chan, and she also dug her sword bone in Yunling Sea.

This time, Jiang Chan was paddling all the way to the top three.

So when preparing to draw, Lingyue took a step forward and said, "You have heard that Xinyi and sister are talented, and the more they are not talented.

Jiang Chan had already guessed that Ling Yue would definitely find her to learn. Last time, he folded his face in the secret situation of Tianmen. Can this one be able to bear it?

"Fortunately." Jiang Chan stretched his waist. To say it, the disciples of Jianzong basically lost to the same door.

"Have a good show watched." The brother who had admitted the previous defeat stabbed Xiang Yuanzhe, and squeezed his eyebrows.

"Seeing Xiao Shimei like this, I must be ready to move."

"That is, the little sister's heart is bright."

On the high platform, Jiang Chan held the Xuanli sword in his right hand, and his expression was a bit serious. This Lingyue brother's battle, Jiang Chan watched several games. In the heart of Jiang Chan, the strength of this person from Xiang Yuanzhe was different.

up and down.

Faced with the strong enemy, it was hidden, and the brain was pure. Therefore, as soon as he went to the stage, Jiang Chan used Xuanli sword.

Ling Yanran sighed at the stage: "How much won't be Ling Yue?"

Master Ling Yanran's gaze passed by Xuanli: "That sword is a bit interesting."

The sword does not have a scabbard. It looks like it is condensed by the coldness of the thousands of ornaments, or a Lingbao that can be upgraded.

Jiang Chan didn't say much nonsense, and it was her own trick. She squeezed a sword tactics, and everyone saw that a little star on the high platform fell from the air and stayed in the tip of the ginger cicada.

The next moment Xingmang flew towards Lingyue, just like the meteor chasing the moon, it seemed that it was just a blink of an eye, and Xingmang arrived in front of Lingyue.

Mingzhi picked up the tooth flower seeds, "Mingfeng has such ability to be able to teach her?"

Mingyu rolled her eyes: "Where can Brother Mingfeng be able to be resistant? This is the sword tactics that Xin Yi realized."

"That is, when we were in Kendo Town before, we were not abused by Xinyi."

"Talent!" Ming Zhi sighed and stopped saying anything.

In fact, almost everyone is paying attention to the battle between Jiang Chan and Lingyue. To be honest, the strength of Jiang Chan is the most invisible.

Looking for her is just the middle of the foundation, but the strength is not determined by the reputation. Is the disciples of Jianzong still have few examples with weak victory?

Jiang Chan's style of shaking swordsmanship came out, and applauded by the people.

Ling Yue on the stage did not expect that Jiang Chan was so big, and it would inevitably be a little caught off guard. He also responded quickly, knowing that he could not avoid it, and he simply picked it up.

The Phoenix flew out and welcomed a little cold with the tip of Jiang Chan Sword on the front.

When Han Mang came into contact with the Phoenix, he made a nourishing sound. Everyone watched the Phoenix's figure getting smaller and smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared on the high platform.

Ling Yue's backward step backwards, the expression on his face changed constantly, and the eyes of Jiang Chan became more and more serious. He had already understood that he had just been a light enemy. The ginger cicada could definitely not rely on luck.

"Little sisters, fight him!" A Jianzong disciple stood up, his hands were brought into a horn -shaped, and the sound of shouting the whole square.

Xiang Yuanzhe pulled him: "You sit down, don't trouble the little sister."

"I'm not cheering for the little sister?"

"Are you coming less? Are you cheering for your opponent? Do you believe or not?"
Chapter completed!