My Cold and Beautiful Wife

After the time it took for an incense to burn had just come to rest, Ye Fan appeared in Shen Long\'s viewing gallery.

Although the seven women all really wanted to watch such a convention on the spot, for the sake of safety, Ye Fan still let them stay in the ring first.

Ren Tian Kui glanced at him, "Just now, there was some movement from Ye Guan. It had something to do with your side, right?"

Ye Fan turned to look at the Ye Clan\'s viewing platform in the distance and discovered that Ye Guan Xing had a calm and composed expression, not even a hint of panic on his face.

"He let Wu Yeyue escape, but she should still be in the Imperial City," Ye Fan said.

"What Wu Yeyue? Long Yue came to the Imperial City? He really dares to come alone?" Yao Xingzhi asked in astonishment.

"What\'s there to be afraid of? As long as he can\'t beat him in a fight, he\'s fine." Ren Tianliang laughed.

The corner of Ye Fan\'s mouth slightly raised, what he said was true, but whether he could run away next time might not be possible.

When Ye Fan saw Hua Xiaoluo and Wu Yazi walk onto the stage, he couldn\'t help but feel strange, thinking that the match had already begun.

Hearing the words of the people beside him, Su Wangyou knew that it was to take care of his injuries, so he gave him some time to rest.

At this time, Hua Xiaoluo took another look at the stands and realized that Ye Fan had returned. The girl immediately revealed a happy smile.

"Little sister Hua, who are you looking at? Are you smiling so happily? Are you your lover?" The True Son of Misty Night\'s face had also regained a hint of redness as he asked with a smile.

Hua Xiaoluo\'s large eyes blinked. "No, it\'s my teacher today. I must get first place and repay teacher\'s kindness!"

This Miss Zhen Zi, I know that you also want to help Master become number one, but I won\'t let you succeed. "

"Oh!" The true son of the Misty Night\'s expression became more serious. "Then let us do our best, without any regrets!"

"Miss Zhenzi, sorry for offending you!" Hua Xiaoluo didn\'t hesitate as he instantly activated his cultivation base and turned into a dragon.

Sword intent and raging dragon flames engulfed the arena …

"Flowers\' Sword Intent, Ferocious Flowers in the Sea"

Hua Xiaoluo did not move. Instead, her entire body was covered with a strong enough protective layer of sword intent as she thrust her sword into the arena …

In a split-second, whirlpools appeared all around the arena, as pure golden flames formed countless "flower buds".

He had nowhere to stand, so he could only leap into the air …

But at this moment, all the flowers suddenly bloomed, shooting out countless sword intent rockets …

The dense barrage of rockets fired from the entire ring thoroughly dyed the sky above the ring into a sea of fire formed from sword intent.

"What a good \'lass\'! This technique is used to deal with the Qing Qiu Clan. There is no way to avoid it. You do have your own plans!" Ye Hongxu praised.

Ye Fan frowned, "This density is not enough."

Everyone was stunned. Just as they were wondering what the Sword God\'s words meant, they saw the Fog Night Zhen Zi, which had transformed into a streak of green light, plummet down at an incredible speed …

Like a green shooting star, it hit where Hua Xiaoluo was standing …

"Bang!" Hua Xiaoluo\'s body was forcefully pushed back as he was sent flying backwards …

The sea of sword intent in the arena immediately dissipated.

Hua Xiaoluo\'s sword stabbed into the arena, barely slowing down in order to prevent her from slipping out of the arena …

When she raised her head again, the Fog of Night had already turned into a streak of green light and was charging towards her …

Hua Xiaoluo stomped her feet and used her sword to meet the attack, but she realized that she had missed. The True Child Night had already circled behind her and struck Hua Xiaoluo with its palm …

Hua Xiaoluo spat out a mouthful of blood as he looked at the Night\'s Night in shock.

"This girl from the Qing Qiu Clan actually managed to completely avoid the concentrated sword intent!" The crowd was shocked.

Ye Fan lightly said, "Xiao Luo\'s line of thought is correct, but she overestimated the speed and density of her sword intent.

The passing of time, in fact, was just a time difference.

He had used Shadow Dance to forcefully change the time around him, so every strand of sword intent actually did not intersect with her at all.

It looked like he couldn\'t avoid it, but it seemed like it was just the appearance of an outsider.

That is to say, the Night\'s True Child can still find a path without sword intent and find a safe time point to move around. "

"Then what should we do? Little Luo has no chance of winning!" Ye Hong Xu said, unable to bear it.

"Why is there no chance of winning?" Ren TianKuo harrumphed, "The fox race\'s Shadow Dance is indeed formidable, but it\'s not invulnerable."

Either way, the two methods could be used to break it, or you were faster than them. After all, no matter how much time difference between the two methods was used, there was still time to stop.

They could either use enough strength to destroy the surrounding environment, space, and even time, making it impossible for them to move smoothly.

"If Shadow Dance was truly unsolvable, how could the ancient Qing Qius have been beaten to flee overseas by our ancestors?"

Everyone laughed wryly. "Patriarch Tianliang, you were the one who chased after Shadow Dance\'s power just now."

Ren Tieshu disdainfully said, "Whether or not you can restrain Shadow Dance, we have to divide the people. You guys naturally find it difficult to deal with it."

The group of forefathers and elders all had awkward looks on their faces.

"From the looks of it, Little Luo doesn\'t have a chance." Ling Yan sighed and said.

Ye Fan\'s eyes flickered and said, "If it is a battle on the battlefield, the Fog Night Seed should be invincible, but this is an arena battle and there is still a chance."

Just as everyone was feeling puzzled, Hua Xiaoluo suddenly stopped moving on the arena. Instead, he gripped his longsword with both hands and thrust it into the arena. At the same time, he began to constantly release sword intent and dragon flames …

The True Son of Mist attacked several times in a row, causing Hua Xiaoluo\'s body to be covered with wounds. However, the girl was still stuck on the stage, constantly emitting sword intent in a large area.

Looking at the flower drop with blood all over its face, the audience could not bear to watch any longer.

"What is she doing? She\'s going to be beaten to death!"

"This tiny body, why is it so easy to beat up that Ren Zhuo? He seemed to have been sent flying from the first blow, didn\'t he?"

"The two little girls fought so miserably …"

Everyone felt pity for Hua Xiaoluo, but they were also amazed at the girl\'s toughness.

"Seems like this girl has also thought of something." Ye Fan gave a gratified smile.

"I understand now. Shadow Dance has consumed a lot of energy. Little Luo wants to fight with the Starchild of Mist Night …" Ye Hong Xu said in disbelief.

Many people also gradually came to their senses. It was true that Hua Xiaoluo was unable to attack the Misty Night True Seed, which was moving in between time and time.

However, if the Starchild was unable to completely defeat Hua Xiaoluo, she could use her sword intent and maintain the pressure.

\'Are the two of them the first to be defeated by Hua Xiaoluo or is it that the Fog Night Lord was the first to run out of strength? It is more like putting in some basic kung fu! \'

Fresh blood continuously flew out from Hua Xiaoluo\'s body. The girl\'s dress had already been dyed red, but she clenched her teeth and kept on holding on.

There were several times when he was almost kicked out of the arena. He forcefully used his sword intent to protect himself and rushed back to the center of the arena.

Even though she had avoided a large number of sword intent attacks, this attack had consumed a lot of her energy.

The destructive power of the sword intent was very hard for her to defend against. If she wasn\'t careful, she might have fallen first.

He felt his legs getting heavier and heavier, and he knew that he could no longer perform Shadow Dance.

She mustered all her strength and once again, her figure turned into a streak of cyan light. She planned to kick Hua Xiaoluo out …

At the same time, Hua Xiaoluo, who was covered in blood, suddenly raised his head. The golden flames in his eyes suddenly flared up …

"Roar!"

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