C5

"Who are you? actually dared to come to the Luo Family to be so impudent?! Someone! "Drag this thing that is neither male nor female out and kill it!" Luo Qingmeng's shrill voice entered everyone's ears, causing them to tremble.

One was a Level 6 Summoner, the other was a piece of trash that no one wanted.

"Yes!" "Drag that crazy woman out and shoot her with a staff!"

"Staff Kill!" "The staff is dead!"

"..."

"Male and female? Madness? Tsk tsk. If you eat sh * t from that mouth, all that's left is sh * t! "

"You!"

He looked at the mud on his clothes and the leaves on his hair. It did look like he had run out of a madhouse.

Luo Qingwan dusted herself off and continued walking forward.

The guards on both sides wanted to step forward, but they stopped in their tracks because of her words.

"My mother said that I am the future Empress. I wonder if this matter is true?" Taking off the headband, taking off the leaves and putting on the headband, Luo Qingwan did all of this as she walked.

Every casual movement he made had some kind of indescribable charm to it.

By the time she arrived at the podium, she looked completely new.

Luo Qingwan slightly raised her eyebrows as the platform was more than two meters above the ground. Everyone was wondering how she was going to go up on stage.

Climb the mountain? Jump onto it?

"You, come here!"

Luo Qingwan hooked her fingers at a man not far away. Judging from his clothes, he should be a disciple of the side attribute.

The man looked to his left and right, then trotted towards her like a dog.

"Shameless!" Luo Fengyu, could it be that you have also gone mad?! " Luo Qingmeng raised her brows as she yelled. The dense squire aura in her eyes destroyed her previously well-behaved appearance.

"Lowly people will always be lowly people. Even if they take the place of others, it will never be expensive!" Luo Qingwan smiled lightly and made a downward gesture towards the man who walked in front of her.

The people on the stage and below could not see the two small flames that were burning brightly in Luo Fengyu's eyes.

When a man was addicted to a woman, the other woman could not even make a raspberry in his throat.

When Luo Fengyu saw this gesture, he mistook Luo Qingwan for asking him to come closer.

When the distance between them was less than half a meter, Luo Qingwan first took a step back, and then circled behind him.

Raising his leg high, he descended.

A miserable sound rang out as a moderate height human cushion was placed in front of her. With one foot on his back, she easily stepped onto the stage.

"This shrew injured a Luo Family disciple, this lady orders you to kill her! If there are any people who doubt it, accompany her … rise … and die! " Luo Qingmeng was completely enraged by her and wanted her life at all costs!

The guard leader turned around and looked at Luo Xiaotian, who was sitting on the judge's seat. Luo Xiaotian lowered his head to taste his tea, as if he didn't see anything.

"Attack!" In an instant, all the guards swarmed over, easily jumping onto the two meter high platform.

Luo Qingmeng's anger wasn't the result she wanted. She wanted to let her and everyone present know that trash was used to defy the heavens!

It was not because he was humiliated by them!

This world was much more interesting than the modern world.

Most people focused on martial arts and were divided into warrior, martial arts, Martial Sovereign, Martial Emperor and Martial Saint.

Martial arts were similar to martial arts. However, martial arts masters above Martial Sovereign possessed a certain degree of Dou Qi. Not only could they improve their defensive abilities, they could also cause their moves' lethality to drastically increase.

In this world, there was another respected profession — Summoner.

It can be divided into the Wind, Fire, Lightning, and Electricity elements. It can also be divided into two attributes, Light and Darkness.

All of these things she inherited from a part of her memories, so she defined her cultivation level as: Light Attribute Fire Summoner!

Listening to the name was awesome. In fact, she still had not figured out what the definition of light and darkness attributes were.

A person who had their qualifications taken away from him since he was young wouldn't care about these things.

Fortunately, she did not give up on herself and could not gather her energy. This did not mean that she could not practice martial arts.

This time, she had used the martial arts she had secretly cultivated over these years to deal with these people. This could also be considered as making the results of her hard work known to the world.

The cold light turned into a bolt of lightning in the depths of her eyes. Her proud figure suddenly fell backwards, her body almost at a right angle.

Soft, was the foundation of all martial arts. Fast was the strength of all martial arts. Ruthlessness was the essence of all martial arts.

The person holding the sword in his right hand spun around the instant he stood up.

Before the man who had ambushed her from behind could get close to her with his sword, a hair thin sword cut across his neck.

The sword was at an angle to the skin so that it could create the most perfect sword marks. It would take one minute before the blood would drip out from the wound.

The man whose wrist she was holding stared blankly at the sword in his hand, which was still dripping blood.

The entire audience went into an uproar. The trash had killed someone!

A strong wind suddenly blew into her ears. Luo Qingwan's lips curled into a smile as she turned around and leapt behind the guard.

The instant she let go of her fingers, a sharp sword pierced through the man's body, right up to her heart. A small piece of cloth floated down from her outer garment.

It spun a few rounds in the air before landing on the stage, light as a feather.

Luo Qingwan lifted her head once again, disdain interweaving with indifference. The three sharp swords that were directly above her head flew past at an extremely fast speed.

She knelt down and left a shallow mark on the ground. Surprisingly, she managed to pass through the three of them.

"She's in the back!" The head guard, Ye Duoyu, shouted in fear not too far away from the three of them. Then, he raised his sword and slashed at the three of them. Of course, his target was the woman behind them.

Luo Qingwan, who had intended to ambush the three of them, suddenly smiled eerily. She then moved between the three of them in a tricky posture.

Her steps were like smoke and her body like a whirlwind. The three of them hurriedly turned around, but she had already arrived in front of them.

"Head Guard Duo Yu? Heh. "Indeed, there's a lot of it!" His two hands formed claws as he attacked towards both sides of Ye Duoyu's head.

It was as if he did not see the saber in his hand. Silver battle qi filled the entire steel saber, and the golden rings on the back of the saber emitted a loud cracking sound from the battle qi.

The noisy plaza suddenly returned to its long-awaited tranquility.

A cool breeze caressed his face, causing the green mist to sway.

She clearly knew that her speed couldn't compare to the broadsword, so why didn't she stop?

Was she not afraid of death?

Did she have a trick up her sleeve?

Could it be …

Everyone was guessing about what would happen next. Only the two judges were having an interesting conversation.

"If she wins, then why don't you give that 'Nine Heavens Splendor' to me? If she loses, then I'll become the little Emperor's teacher for free. What do you say?" Huangfu Shaoyi excitedly held the cup in his hand. The tighter he held it, the tighter he held it …

"Before you do that, you'd better let go first, or else …" Mo Lanji didn't shift his gaze away from her, but his tone wasn't even considered plain.

"Ugh …" "Don't misunderstand, I definitely did not do it on purpose. I just …" At this moment, who knew how many pairs of eyes had seen this scene just now. There were definitely going to be some rumors spreading out tomorrow.

No matter what, he had to first trick that sword.

'Heaven Shocking Sword ', an unparalleled treasured sword. Other than him, Huangfu Shaoyi, no one knew that this Phantom Sword that had disappeared in the chaos of war had long fallen into the hands of the Regent.

"Are you going to bet or not?" Huangfu Shaoyi was so anxious that he almost jumped out. On the other hand, he still had that paralyzed face.

"Why does This King want to gamble!?"

"Forget it, forget it. It's too late …" Just as he finished his sentence, Ye Duoyu's steel blade had already reached Luo Qingwan's head.