Chapter 85： Dragons Inverse Scale (1/2)
Wu Qiu's sword was frightened by such a look, a little shocked in his heart, and nodded subconsciously: ”Yes, only take the Ten Saints.
Are you bringing only the ten saints? Xia Jingyu, like a person with a hollow soul, once again seized a hint of dependence on her heart.
”Fengyun contest, me, participate.” Xia Jingyu cleared his eyes, rushing unprecedented firmness.
Wu Qiu's long sword trembled in his heart, he seemed to feel, a ray of power that made him feel oppression, and suddenly awakened!
”Jingyu, you have just recovered from a serious illness, so you should not participate.” Long Xiaoyue could not bear it.
Xia Jingyu stepped out of the house and looked up at the snowflakes in the sky.
In the snow, a pair of beautiful eyes were moist: ”I must go ... that is, Su Yu's last wish.”
I went to Phoenix Valley, and on behalf of Su Yu said to Xianer, ”I have never failed you ...”
Looking at her lonely shadow disappearing in the snow, Long Xiaoyue was lost.
Xia Jingyu, lost her soul ...
The Fengyun contest finally arrived.
Immortal Sanctuary is about to dissolve, this is the last contest.
The competition is divided into two parts.
Quasi saints battle, saints rank.
The venue, in front of the Holy King's Hall.
Xia Xingjingyu stepped on the snow and snow, and in his eyes were surrounded by snow flakes.
Bai Xuejia, peerless, but everyone seemed to see an ice sculpture with frozen hearts in it.
The incident of Su Su spread to the saints.
It is regrettable that He was buried in the valley with the King of the Murderers.
In the past, the two of them violated the Holy King together and shocked the sanctuary.
Now only Xia Jingyu is left. He is independent and lonely.
咚 ——
The holy king bell sounded again, and the battle for the saints finally began.
The gate of the Holy King's Palace was not opened, but no one doubted it. The King looked at everything.
The quasi-saints compete for the game and adopt the system of Taiwan.
Continuous challenges, the winner is the King of Saints!
The host is Qiu Changjian.
抓 He just grabbed a list with a complex look: ”Xia Jingyu, come on stage!”
嗖 ——
Qi Qianying is like a shuttle, flying across the ring.
The immortal face of the fairy in the painting is set against the snow and snow, cold and beautiful, with a pair of snowy eyes, which is not like a woman on earth.
”According to previous rankings, from low to high, challenge in turn! After each battle victory, you can rest for half an hour.” Qiu Changjian announced the rules.
”First battle!”
Ranked as the 101st student, the peak of WuZhongTian.
”I surrender.”
”Next battle!”
”Concede.”
Uh ...
Qi Xia Jingyu Seventh Heaven Dacheng absolutely crushed, so that the lower ranking people gave up all.
Uh ...
Only the first ten prospective saints can finally fight Xia Jingyu.
”Sister Jingyu, I am not an opponent, give up.” Sister Liu, ranked tenth, retreated with his fists.
Ranked ninth Zhang Mingyi, falling into the sin forest.
嗖 ——
No. 8 player, Liu Dong, Qi Zhongtian Xiaocheng.
”I fight with you!” Liu Dong licked his lips, staring at Xia Jingyu's beautiful figure, his eyes flashing hot.
Even if not defeated, it is good to play against this peerless beauty.
Xia Jingyu always stood on the platform without moving.
She Xue covered her incense shoulders and dyed her three thousand blue silk.
At this moment, she finally shot.
The jade jade stands still and remains unchanged.
I just lifted my jade fingers, a powerful ray of qi, radiated out.
what--
Liu Dong screamed and fell to the ring, losing to defeat.
Xia Jingjing Yuxue looked at the ancient well without waves, slowly lowering her fingers.
嗖 ——
”Seventh Little Flower, Play!”
Xia Jingyu raised her finger.
what--
”No. 6 Yang Ling, play!”
Xia Jingyu raised her finger.
what--
Ranked fifth in the forest, fell in the sin forest.
”Ranked fourth, Zhang Qian!”
Zhang Qian, the peak of the seventh heaven, only one step away is the eighth heaven strong!
When Qian Qian grabbed the platform, Zhang Qian stood by her hands, and was also a woman. It was inevitable that she was jealous of Xia Jingyu's beauty and even jealous of her appearance.
”Sister Xia's strength is not bad. Sister lets you do three things.”
With her sevenfold peak strength, she is enough to crush Xia Jingyu's seventh heaven.
Xia Jingyu shook her head, her expression indifferent: ”No, you can just defeat you.”
Insult was not enough, but was humiliated. Zhang Qian was ashamed, and immediately there was a trace of chanting: ”If the strength is not good, it will only be seductive. I heard that Brother Su Yu was just seduced by you, willing to die for you, right?”
Xia Jingyu Yu Jiao shivered, and surrounded the cold and snowy eyes, flashing waves.
She did not refute, explain or justify.
Yun Su Yu did die for her.
This is the pain she will never forget!
Zhang Qian was proud of her heart, and laughed: ”I think Brother Su Yu, too, is not to be frustrated by a woman. It is sweet to speak well, but not so good. It is a simple mind and a limb.”
Wu Qiu's long sword frowns, implying dissatisfaction, death is the biggest, Zhang Qian so insults Su Yu, do you not know shame?
I just, at this moment is a ring game, he has no right to intervene.
Even if you have the right, it is not convenient.
Zhang Qian is the eighth saint, Liu Qing's woman.
In the past, Zhang Qian was helpless, with average qualifications, beautiful and moving, and Liu Qing likes women. Zhang Qian climbed up and fell down, becoming Liu Qing's plaything.
He had Liu Qing as his support, and among the quasi-saints, no one provoked.
Even if it is Long Xiaoyue, let her make three points.
Above the ring, Xia Jingyu's eyes flashed cold.
After opening the stage, I opened my mouth for the first time.
His voice was hoarse and cold, and anger and murderousness suddenly appeared: ”Disgrace the other, die!”
Insulted her, Xia Jingyu remained indifferent.
Insulting Su Yu is Xia Jingyu's inverse scale!
The dragon has inverse scales.
Such murderous words come from Xia Jingyu, who is a fairy in the painting!