Reincarnation of the Female Emperor: My Brother Has the Appearance of a Great Emperor

Lin Tianchen has no plan to stop it, and it will be a big deal to discuss it as appropriate.

"Game start!"

The elder referee announced loudly.

"Sister Leng, please enlighten me."

Ning Yuan's eyes were calm, and there seemed to be a fierce momentum burst out of his body.

He had watched Leng Yiyi's battle, and knew that this beautiful junior girl was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

"Brother Ning, please."

Leng Yiyi's tone was flat, his expression unchanged.

Upon seeing this, Ning Yuan's eyes condensed, and he didn't say anything more, holding up a sword flower in his long sword.

Huh huh!

A sword pierced out, and six sword lights appeared.

"Hi! It's the Shadow Sword!"

"Six sword shadows, Senior Brother Ning Yuan Jueying Sword has become a big success!"

"Junior Sister Leng is in danger!"

Ding Ding Ding~!

There was a crisp noise.

Ning Yuan's six sword shadows were instantly deciphered by Leng Yiyi.

"Um?"

He was slightly surprised.

What a fast sword!

He shot first, then Leng Yiyi shot, unexpectedly he could instantly see the flaw, and retaliated.

wrong.

"Fuck! Junior Sister Leng's strength just now..."

"The pinnacle of pulse condensing!? Junior Sister Leng actually hides her cultivation base!"

"Hiss~ Wasn't it the late stage of pulse coagulation before?"

"Fart! It was the initial stage of pulse condensing at first!"

"So what is the realm of Junior Sister Leng?"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

Ning Yuan's eyes sank.

At this moment, Ning Yuan completely put away his contempt.

The momentum sank, and a clear breeze passed.

"Fow willow!"

The sword shadow was elusive, and the speed was extremely fast.

This move, the fusion of sword power is used, before the sword arrives, the breath will completely lock Leng Yiyi, and it is inevitable to avoid it!

Everyone held their breath and stared firmly.

Ning Yuan's sword power was great, and the power of this blow was expected.

But how should Leng Yiyi solve it?

"Normalization!"

With a low drink, Leng Yiyi twisted his wrist, and at the same time pierced countless sword lights, facing the momentum.

A series of sword shadows collided in the air, dazzling people.

"Swordsmanship!?"

An exclamation sounded.

"My God, how big is this girl? Actually understand the sword power!"

"And it's still the pinnacle of sword power, I'm afraid it's not going to condense sword intent soon, right?"

"Head, didn't you say that she has only cultivated for a few months?"

Lin Tianchen, who was sitting above the square, shook his hand.

He twitched his mouth slightly.

You ask me, who do I ask?

I want to know too!

"Probably before going up the mountain, Junior Sister Yukui already taught her to practice sword."

Lin Tianchen gave a more reliable answer.

However, only Su Yun knew the true situation.

Don't ask, ask is evil.

Not long after, the winner in the ring was divided.

Although Leng Yiyi's cultivation base was one point worse, her peak sword power overwhelmed Ning Yuan.

The same sword repair, the suppression of the realm of swordsmanship, is more effective than the suppression of the cultivation base.

"I lost."

Ning Yuan held his fist and was convinced.

"Concession."

Leng Yiyi nodded lightly, met everyone's gaze, turned and walked off the stage.