A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

On the high platform, Yan Fengmian's eyes narrowed slightly, and his body that was lazily leaning on the back of the chair gradually straightened up. He couldn't help but slow down his breathing, and stared closely at the small breast dumpling on the ring.

Little guy, this is just one chance. This is all that Master and Senior Brother can help you with. Whether it works or not depends on you.

Unfortunately……

Bei Wan's sword was blocked by Yan Nanhui.

The Zhuzhuo Sword was pressed under the Youlong Sword, and it hummed unwillingly.

Yan Nanhui looked down at the little breasted dumpling whose face turned pale but still gritted her teeth and remained silent.

to be frank.

A five-year-old kid who didn't even have a foundation could actually block his full blow, and even swung a sword at him with his internal organs injured...

It really impressed him.

Yan Nanhui's eyelids drooped slightly, and his eyelashes trembled a few times, covering the emotions in his eyes.

He swung away Bei Wan's Bamboo Burning Sword with one strike, but instead of attacking Bei Wan immediately as others expected, he stepped back a few feet.

Everyone could see that he was giving the little guy a chance to breathe.

The young man's clothes are elegant, his hair is slightly messy, and he holds a sword in his hand. He doesn't look embarrassed at all.

The little guy opposite him was the complete opposite.

Yan Nanhui looked at the little guy with trembling hands, took a deep breath, and clasped his fists at her again.

Immediately, golden light surged from the Dragon Sword, and there seemed to be waves of dragon roars, and it struck Bei Wan with extremely aggressive metallic spiritual power.

Yan Fengmian stood up suddenly on the high platform. Bei Wan definitely couldn't block this move. Even though it was just a sword stabbing through the shoulder, the overflowing spiritual power could cause internal damage to the internal organs, which was fatal. .

For some reason, Yan Fengmian suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He subconsciously glanced at the referee, only to find that the referee was a step slower for some reason.

The referee was only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. One step slower would be enough to kill Bei Wan.

Yan Fengmian stood up and wanted to rush to the ring.

To save the little guy by teleporting over a short distance, sword cultivators in the later stages of the Tribulation can definitely do it.

But the several old immortals on the side who were also overcoming the tribulation all took action to stop him.

"roll!"

Yan Fengmian's aura suddenly changed. A black heavy sword was held in his hand, and a strong killing aura came from above.

The few people who tried to stop him were all stunned. Feeling the pressure coming from Yan Fengmian, they were all frightened.

They thought that Yan Fengmian was as strong as the head of the Qingya Sect and that he was in the middle stage of transcending the tribulation. They did not expect that he had already reached the late stage of the tribulation at such a young age.

During the Tribulation Stage, a small level difference can lead to earth-shaking changes.

The change happened in an instant, and Yan Fengmian was a step too late.

The Youlong Sword pierced the little guy's body, and the feeling of the sword piercing the flesh stunned Yan Nanhui.

No, why didn't the referee... stop it?

The people in the audience were all shocked. Yan Ci was the fastest to react. He was the first to rush to the stage. Liao Jin approached and rushed over.

When they were about to rush onto the stage, they saw fire rising from the stage, and the golden-red fire blocked everyone's sight.

The sound of dragons and phoenixes rang out, and a violent collision of spiritual powers erupted.

Two figures, one large and one small, fell from the ring at the same time.

Yan Fengmian caught the small breast dumpling that was about to hit the ground, while Yan Nanhui actually fell to the ground.

Everyone in the audience saw it clearly, and then they were all stunned. This is...

draw?

Before he could react, he saw a large amount of spiritual power suddenly gathering on the side where the Cangyan Sect's junior sister fell, and it looked like... she was about to build a foundation! ! !

So, was it caused by the foundation-building spiritual power entering the body just now?

No way! Who was promoted after being stabbed in a fight?

and!

Five-year-old foundation building! I'm afraid it's more terrifying than anyone else.

After Yan Fengmian noticed it, he immediately waved his hands to set up an invisible barrier around Bei Wan, blocking any possibility of affecting her foundation building.

Yan Ci and others also guarded Bei Wan's side. Although they didn't know what caused this, they knew that the junior sister might have to build a foundation.

Yan Nanhui, who fell to the ground beside him, looked at his hand and the Wandering Dragon Sword in disbelief.

The scorching temperature and the suffocating absolute oppression still remained in his mind.

His eyes fell on the little breast dumpling surrounded by everyone in the sect.

Is that little guy...the best fire spirit root!

However, the fire spirit root can slightly restrain the golden spirit root to a certain extent. This is the restraint of the five elements.

But how high-quality fire spirit roots are needed to suppress his Wandering Dragon Sword regardless of level.

After realizing that the situation in Beiwan was relatively stable.

Mo Yan was the first to react. He turned to look at the referee and asked loudly: "The result of the game!"

This is what the junior sister has spelled out, and now she has to ask it in front of her face.

If those old immortals dare to say that Yan Nanhui wins in front of so many witnesses, then they really don't want this reputation.

The referee swallowed and didn't know why he was so panicked at such a critical moment.

"Cangyan Sect Beiwan and Qingya Sect Yan Nanhui are in a draw."