Phoenix Destiny

Lu Mingshu started up and took the lead!

She is arrogant and has to be careful when she encounters Jie Wenhan.

The battle of Tianmen, the strongest, is the two people: Jie Wenhan, Yuxin!

The foundation of the letter is deep, and after a few years, it will hit the gods. Xie Wenhan can compete with him for a long time, and naturally it is not weak.

A little sword mans flashed, suddenly expanded, turned into a circle, and went to the solution.

Xie Wenhan draws a sword in his hand, a vibrating arm, and a soft sword flashes on the soft sword, exploding dozens of swords, and hitting each other.

"Oh..." The crowd only listened to the sound of the sword, and the two figures were interlaced, and they were hidden in the sword.

At this moment, I don’t know how many times I handed it.

Really hand in hand with Jie Wenhan, Lu Mingshu knows the terrible things of senior disciples.

She believes that the control of Xuan Li is already subtle, but Jie Wenhan is not inferior to her. And the other party's mysterious power is more harmonious, which shows that she spent a lot of time polishing.

The potential to stimulate the strength of the enhancement, in the end is no more than the actual solidification of self-cultivation.

However, Lu Mingshu does not think that he will lose!

On the platform, the swords and shadows flew, and the swords were swaying. The disciples under the Huanhua Peak whispered.

"It’s so good! I just thought that the battle with Shao’s brother was already very powerful. I didn’t expect the uncle’s uncle to be a horse. It’s even better.”

"This is probably called strong, but strong."

The battle with Shao Zhengyang, on the surface, is also evenly matched, but in the end, Shao Zhengyang Xuan Bing was cut off, so lost. This makes the disciples feel that Lu Mingshu's strength is probably slightly stronger than Shao Zhengyang.

This can be combined with the solution of the text, and they broke their impressions. Lu Mingshu did not play the full strength just now!

After half an hour passed, the two figures on the stage suddenly fell.

Lu Mingshu sweats through the clothes, breathing and breathing.

Xie Wenhan smiled slightly: "Lu Shizhen, you see that you are so tired, why don't we just let it go? The tie is also a good ending, isn't it?"

"Do you want to win the uncle?" someone asked.

In the eyes of the disciples, the state of Jie Wenhan is obviously better than that of Lu Mingshu.

Lu Mingshu was sweaty, could not cover the tiredness, the left shoulder was hurt, and the blood was already revealed. And Jie Wenhan, although it is also sweaty, but the mental state is much better!

After all, a sixteen-year-old battle, one is to wait for work.

However, as long as the solution wins, who cares about this? As long as you lose one game, the previous victory will be eclipsed.

Lu Mingshu stood up straight: "Uncle Shu, some things have started, you must do it to the end. This reason, presumably you know better than me." Then, the figure is like electricity, go away.

"Oh..." is the continuous phase of the sound.

Jie Wenhan responded with ease and even smiled. Sure enough, it’s still a child. Although the strength is terrible, the experience of the enemy is also rich, but it’s just a little...

She didn't even think about it. After the 16th Lien Chan, did her consumption allow such a subtle contest? The more you play, the more error-prone.

And her injury, the left arm has not listened to it? Every position of the body of the warrior will affect the precision of the move, obviously hurt, but also to compete with her swordsmanship, huh...

Feeling that Lu Mingshu’s movements were stagnation, Jie Wenhan’s eyes flashed and he did not hesitate to rush.

In the hands of a soft sword, Xuanguang through, swaying a piece of Jianguang, directly hit Lu Mingshu's incompetent injury.

"Hey--" a sword stabbed on her left arm.

The smile of Jie Wenhan’s mouth was halfway through, and suddenly his neck was cold.

However, Lu Mingshu did not retreat, step forward, hard to live with her soft sword, let the left arm be penetrated, Jianguang straight away!

A few green silks landed.

Jianguang stayed on her neck.

Jie Wenhan smiled and stiffened, slowly raised his gaze and looked at Lu Mingshu.

Her breathing was still heavy, her sweat on her face and even her eyes, but her sword was steady and pointed to her throat.

The sword is swallowing and the chill is pressing.

The turmoil of "哗" under the 琅华峰.

" Lost? Uncle Shi, is this lost?"

"Crap! The throat is pointed, do you say you lost?"

"But... Lu Mingshu has been hurt by her..."

"What happened to the injury? Even if an arm was cut, the key point was to lose! If you didn't close your hand, the uncle Shu has already moved his head."

"What happened? Just look at the uncle who still wants to win!"

"Yes……"

On the high platform, the elders of Fuyun, suddenly stood up and almost knocked over the stage.

"Sister, don't be excited, sit." Just now she was reminded of the elders of Li Gu, quite a bit of gloating.

The elders of Fu Yun changed their faces, biting their teeth and sitting down.

The face of the Zhou family faction, this is completely lost.

After Lu Mingshu's sixteenth consecutive battle, the state was already poor. Jie Wenhan was on her at this time, and it was originally cheap. I did not expect to lose. Their Zhou family faction, this time agreed to Jie Wenhan to play, on the surface is that she is looking for her face, in fact, relying on her strength, suppressing the letter. Unexpectedly, I didn’t have a scorpion, but I came up with Lu Mingshu and screwed things up.

"Condition." Lu Mingshu took the sword back to the sheath.

Jie Wenhan took a few deep breaths and pulled back the soft sword.

The blade was pulled out and the arm that was penetrated was bleeding.

Jie Wenhan inserted the sword back into his waist and simply took the wounded medicine out and bandaged her up.

Stop the blood, Lu Mingshu beheaded her: "Thank you for your uncle."

Jie Wenhan smiled: "Thank you for what I do? I am calculating you."

"I know." Lu Mingshu said faintly. "From the beginning, you and the uncle Shu battled, and deliberately let others see."

"you……"

"If you look at that battle, you will definitely feel that you are a disdainful person, and you will naturally despise you."

Jie Wenhan was silent for a moment, shaking his head and laughing: "It turns out that I thought that I was calculating you, but I was actually step by step."

She became a true disciple three years ago. She is not high-profile at ordinary times. There are not many people who really know her. When she came to the door, she played a fight with Yu Xin, and she married Zhou Yinru. Anyone would think that her temper was straight.

If I really think so, she will suffer a loss.

She deliberately asked more than a dozen disciples to consume Lu Mingshu's mysterious power, which need not be elaborated. In the war situation, she put on the posture of real hard spell swordsmanship, but also the weakness of Lu Mingshu. In the end, I saw Lu Mingshu’s flaws and suddenly broke out, which laid the victory in one fell swoop.

It is a pity that she finally lost.

She thought that Lu Mingshu had fallen into her bureau. In fact, Lu Mingshu, who knew this point, showed her weakness, led her step by step, and even sold flaws, and lured her to hook. Then seize the opportunity of that moment and turn defeat into victory.

"Jiangshan has talented people, and I admit defeat."

The strength is not comparable, the mentality is not comparable, there is nothing to say. Jie Wenhan took a fist and simply left the scene.

- She went straight down the mountain. Anyway, she was the top ten in the last Tianmen battle. This time, she lost the number of true disciples.

Before leaving, she patted the arm of Banqing: "Kid, here is your own business."

She came to stop the letter, and now she is not planning to help Yutai, and her role has been achieved.