Unparalleled War Emperor

Looking at the giggling figure on the stage, Han Yueying finally couldn't help turning around with a blushing face, and stopped looking at the opponent. When Luo Yinghao saw this, he turned around in a very disappointed mood. After getting off the ring, I was thinking crazily in my heart about what I had done wrong to make my sweetheart not want to look at me again.

"Master, how do you feel about Senior Brother Luo?" Qiu Dao looked at Han Yueying in a disgraceful manner, but the next moment he groaned and hugged his head with both hands, and then couldn't help complaining.

"You always hit me on the head when you disagree with me. If you hit me stupidly, you will support me!"

Han Yueying snorted, "Didn't I raise you before?"

While the master and apprentice were bickering, Yang Xiong and Qi Yao also entered the scene one after another, but compared to Luo Yinghao's gentle methods, the two of them seemed a bit violent.

In the whole process, Yang Xiong only punched his opponent and seriously injured him, but then he stepped forward with a sincere face, picked up the opponent and took him to the stage for treatment. After all, the exercises he practiced were always so powerful. , there is no room for mercy when fighting with others.

Otherwise, while hurting his opponent, he would hurt himself even more. Therefore, Yang Xiong still has a good status in the hearts of all the disciples of Baitian Sect.

Compared to him, Qi Yao was much more ruthless. After breaking through the opponent's heavy defenses, he did not directly knock him down. Instead, he cut off the opponent's limbs and then threw him under the ring with a look of unfulfilled satisfaction.

It can be said that if it weren't for her beautiful face that attracted many suitors, her almost inhuman behavior style would have been rejected by all the disciples, but these Qi Yao obviously didn't care at all, because All she cares about is her own future and how to maximize her own interests.

The seven matches came to an end one after another, and then it was finally Qiu Dao's turn. However, it was not until Qiu Dao came on stage that he was embarrassed to find that his opponent was actually a woman, and she was also a woman. A woman who can hear each other's name when she goes out.

Although Lu Yirou's cultivation is not as good as that of Luo Yinghao and the other three, she is not inferior by much. The main reason is that this woman has a gentle personality and has never been rumored to be incompatible with others. She also has a pure heart and will treat the other person gently regardless of their status. It can be said that almost no one in the entire Baitian Sect, from the sect leader to the lowest outer disciples, dislikes Lu Yirou.

The key is that she not only has a perfect personality, but is also a one-in-a-million beauty. What makes Qiu Dao even more helpless is that the other party's cultivation has reached a level equivalent to the perfection of the True God Realm. If he doesn't move his true character, he may not be able to beat her. He might not even be able to make it to the stage today if he shows his true intentions.

"Hell..." Looking at the beautiful person opposite who was smiling like a fairy, Qiu Dao scratched his head in embarrassment, "Senior Sister Lu, how about we stop taking action today?"

When Lu Yirou heard this, she couldn't help but blinked her eyes and showed a cute expression, "Junior brother, what do you mean by this? How can I tell the winner without taking action?"

Qiu Dao couldn't help but feel a tremble in his heart when he saw this, and many disciples outside the field stared at him, it was so beautiful, so beautiful that people couldn't help themselves.

At this moment, Qiu Dao seemed to hear the howl of wolves deep in the hearts of thousands of disciples in the audience, and then his whole heart became ice-cold. Finally, he cast a look for help at Master Han Yueying outside the arena. However, In response, Han Yueying gave him a helpless look. It was obvious that his stunning master had given up on her.

At this moment, Lu Yirou on the opposite side also spoke in a soft voice, "Junior brother, don't worry too much, just try your best. What's more, senior sister has put in a lot of hard work to get to this point! If junior brother is here, If you don't want to fight with me, that would be the greatest insult to Senior Sister!"

After saying that, Lu Yirou took out the soft sword that was usually used as a belt, then moved slightly, and appeared directly in front of Qiu Dao.

There is no earthly aura in his movements, just like a fairy above the nine heavens. However, Qiu Dao, who is facing Lu Yirou at this moment, can no longer appreciate the other's beautiful figure, because it is already right in front of him. The soft sword made him feel a very powerful sense of crisis.

boom!

The golden light suddenly appeared, and Lu Yirou floated away, and then he saw a divine spear with golden light appearing in front of Qiu Dao.

Qiu Dao pulled out the gun from the ground, held it up with one hand, and then looked straight at Lu Yirou, his eyes filled with awe of battle, without any hesitation from a moment ago.

"Senior Sister Lu is offended, because Junior Brother has an opponent that must be defeated in this competition, so we can't stop here. Please forgive me, Senior Sister!"

When Lu Yirou heard this, a gentle smile appeared on her beautiful face, "Junior brother, there is no need for it. Speaking of which, I would also like to thank my junior brother for his willingness to do his best. Otherwise, I don't know how many people would secretly say that my senior sister is a vase." !”

After the words fell, the soft sword in Lu Yirou's hand suddenly straightened up, and then a trace of astonishing sword intent overflowed from her body. Slowly, even her warm eyes were filled with a white light sword. Unexpectedly, the snow-white dress moved automatically without the wind. At this moment, Lu Yirou actually showed a trace of Tao charm that can only be understood by those who are in the Tao Master realm.

Looking at the perfect figure who looked like a goddess from the Nine Heavens on the stage, countless disciples in the audience couldn't help but have a hint of intoxication in their eyes. However, the next moment they were forcibly awakened from their dreams by a shocking thunder light, and then What came was the powerful coercion emanating from the magic gun in Zi Qiudao's hand.

"Senior sister, be careful, this style is called Dragon Slaying!" Qiu Dao shouted suddenly, and the next moment his figure suddenly rose, but in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared behind the clouds that swept over the sky.

Finally, accompanied by a thunderous roar, a golden dragon with a lightning ray of nearly a hundred feet around it broke through the dark clouds and smashed down towards the weak but stubborn figure on the stage.

Under Qiu Dao's full-strength attack, Lu Yirou's sword intent, which had not yet reached the perfect state, was almost shattered without any effective resistance. However, at this moment, in addition to the little bit of unwillingness in her heart due to the defeat, she was more happy.

Because after practicing in Baitian Sect until now, she finally got the recognition of a genius with such strong strength, instead of deliberately avoiding her like those brothers who loved her before.

Compared to Lu Yirou's calmness, Qiu Dao was not as relaxed as he had imagined. In order not to hurt the goddess in the hearts of almost all the disciples, he suppressed the power of the dragon slayer to the point of breaking the opponent's sword intent, and then forcibly stopped the attack in a hurry, and transformed the remaining power into lightning and forcibly dispersed it to every corner of the ring.

After a series of loud noises, a lightning finally brushed past the bun on Lu Yirou's head, and her waist-length hair instantly spread out. The lightning flashed around her, adding a sense of poignancy as if she was about to ascend to heaven with lightning.

At this moment, all the male disciples off the field were stunned in place, and at the same time, they selectively ignored the person who tried his best and almost foamed at the mouth to avoid hurting Lu Yirou.

"Damn it, I will never compete with Senior Sister Lu again, this is simply fatal!"

Qiu Dao complained in his heart...