Chapter 1240 Fighting (5)

Ji Yan curled his lips, feeling very sorry in his heart, why did such a seedling choose to go to the school of a spiritual master? And the outstanding disciples cultivated in the school of the spiritual master are all provided for the hall of mourning...

What a pity, what a pity.

Such a genius missed himself.

...

wind.

The whistling sound is getting louder.

Hu Li had an expression of disapproval, but after Yun Luofeng dodged his attack, a shock flashed across his beautiful face.

The onlookers were also stunned. They thought that Yun Luofeng would be defeated and stepped down with one move, but they didn't expect that she escaped?

Must be dazzled!

How could Yun Luofeng escape Huli's attack?

Everyone hurriedly rubbed their eyes and opened them vigorously, but what they saw was the girl in white standing on the ring intact.

This time, the girl simply tore off a piece of her sleeve and tied it over her eyes.

The corners of her lips curved evilly: "It's ok, let's continue."

Those three months of training in the Heavenly Spirit Realm were not useless to her.

For the world, eyes are very important. If you can't see the battle clearly, you will be defeated.

But for her, the eyes at this moment have become a burden...

The eyes are easily confused by the outside world, and what they see may not be true, but the ears can always discern the true direction...

"Yun Luofeng!" Hu Li slightly narrowed his fox eyes and smiled sinisterly, "You are different from anyone I have ever met! And the more you are like this, the more I want you to be My follower."

After saying this, Hu Li moved again...

His figure was still as fast as lightning, followed by rows of afterimages.

Feeling the whistling wind, Yun Luofeng narrowly avoided the Huli's attack on one side of her body. At the same time, the sword in her hand fell from the sky and fell down.

boom!

The arena was cut into two in an instant, filled with dust.

Yun Luofeng quickly dodged behind Huli, and the long sword slashed down again. Huli sensed the threat behind him, turned around, and blocked the cut long sword with his sword.

boom!

The storm spread from the two of them, and it was so strong that the disciples near the ring were blown away, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Yun Luofeng took two steps back, a mouthful of blood came out of her throat, she swallowed it hard, the smile on her lips was cold.

Even if she cracked Huli's speed, there is still a huge gap in strength between the two.

Go on, she is definitely no match for Huli!

Similarly, under the turmoil, Hu Hu also took two steps back, he shook his numb arm, and the fox eyes narrowed slightly. His gaze gradually became serious.

It seems that he underestimated this girl. Her strength is not just high-level Holy Spirit!

...

In the stands, Mu Ran saw the two people who were lowered, and frowned slightly: "Ji Yan, who do you think can win between these two guys?"

Ji Yan was silent, and he shook his head: "If it was before the competition, I would definitely say it was Huli. There is no suspense between the Holy Spirit and the Holy King, but now, I find that I can't understand... "

Thinking of this, Ji Yan laughed at himself. He has lived for so many years, but he can't tell who wins and who loses between the Holy Spirit and the Holy King.

Speaking out, it is estimated that many old guys will laugh at him...

The battle between the two attracted many onlookers.