Chapter 1377 Flowers bloom on the other side

how come?!

Leng Qingshuang still maintained the posture of smashing Luo Yan's Tianling Gai with both swords, her body floated in the air, her black hair rose, revealing her small face covered with blood.

Luo Yan had two swords on his head, but he was not afraid at all.

He raised his head, smiled sinisterly, and an electric light appeared on his face.

"I told you, you are so useless."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Luo Yan's hands shooting out eighty-eight palm winds in an instant.

Eighty-eight palms, each one hit Leng Qingshuang's body without any surprise.

Her slender body was as vulnerable as an ant in front of Luo Beard's burly body.

"Crack!"

The two swords fell to the ground.

The deserted frost has not yet fallen to the ground.

Luo Yan's hands punched like thunder, splitting muscles and bones.

Another eighty-eight punches were punched at the snap of his fingers.

Finally, with his hands, he lifted up Leng Qingshuang like a plaything.

"Bang!!!"

Then he suddenly fell to the ground, splashing the sword light all over the ground.

Under Leng Qingshuang's body, blood gradually gathered into a pool of blood.

"daughter in law......"

Yan Nanji's eyes were filled with tears.

His heart felt like it was being torn apart alive by the devil's claws. The pain was so painful that he was about to suffocate and lose his life!

Empress Dowager Rong of Baizhou in the Qing Dynasty saw a sad look on her face when she saw her grandson-in-law suffering such a catastrophe.

Granny Ziyun looked at the people around her and said, "This disciple named Leng Qingshuang is quite good. At least he can make Luo Yan use his tendon-splitting and bone-splitting hands, which is very good, very good."

The disciples of the top ten colleges were trembling.

Is this his mother's name very good?

It was clearly being abused on one side!

"It seems that Luoyu Academy will definitely win this battle."

"Ah, Luo Yu Academy has Luo Beard, Shenxuan has Yan Hongyuan, and Yaochi has Zuo Xianling. It seems that our other colleges can only be cannon fodder."

"Tell me, who is better in a fight between Luo Yan and Yan Hongyuan?"

"Luo Beard, his power is so brutal, but he is also extremely sensitive, it is simply terrifying!"

"..."

Everyone was talking a lot.

The next moment, there was complete silence.

I saw Leng Qingshuang standing up again in the pool of blood.

She was covered in blood, and even her lips and teeth were vomiting blood at this moment.

"It's still not enough, come again!"

Leng Qingshuang grinned and wiped her mouth.

She felt like the world was spinning and she was dizzy. In a hazy moment, she remembered the Human Emperor Sword Technique given to her by Chu Yue.

Perhaps because she was good at the dual-sword style, both Xiao Li and Chu Yue practiced quickly.

Every time she practices, she feels extremely strenuous.

Until now, there has been no progress.

Suddenly.

Leng Qingshuang's thoughts returned to Dongli City, and the two-level sword technique used by Chu Yue kept flashing in her mind.

The first sword: breaking Wanjun.

The second sword: Turn the world around.

The sword technique is majestic, opening and closing greatly.

boom!

Luo Yan grabbed Leng Qingshuang's lapel and leaned over.

The distance between the two of them is very close.

The lightning on Luo Yan's face was so terrifying.

"Little loser, you lose."

After Luo Yan finished speaking with a smile, he threw Leng Qingshuang out.

Once you leave the formation, you will be completely defeated!

All the disciples from the top ten colleges stood up.

The warriors in front of the Thousand Lines Divine Scroll were full of excitement and excitement.

The outcome is about to be decided!

Grandma Ziyun smiled and looked around.

Chu Yue's eyes were red, and she clenched her hands until veins popped out on the backs of her hands.

Yan Nanji stepped on the ground with the soles of her feet, trying to rush out and hug Leng Qingshuang.

"etc--"

Chu Yue shouted: "We haven't lost yet!"

Countless people just thought Chu Yue was crazy.

But when they looked at Leng Qingshuang again, their eyes widened in disbelief!!

Wherever the eyes meet.

I saw Leng Qingshuang, who should have fallen out of the formation, grabbing the edge of the formation with a bloody hand.

She was at the end of her strength, but she still held on tightly and refused to let go.

This tenacious and unyielding will made all the warriors around him fall silent.

Chu Yue looked keenly at Leng Qingshuang's legs.

Blood was flowing down and all over his legs.

The black Bana flower looks even more coquettish and weird under the blood.
Chapter completed!