Princess Sets Poison Again Chapter 473: He, Mo Xue’s general, is not easy to bully

Chapter 473 Mo Xue's general is not easy to bully

After dozens of moves, Ming Lanqi seemed to see that Che Shengjie kept his hands on her.

Women are all smart, let alone a woman like Ming Lanqi.

Another wave of profound energy was sent out, and at the same time Ming Lanqi withdrew his defense, and just attacked Che Shengjie straightly.

Unexpectedly, Ming Lanqi would withdraw his defense, Che Shengjie was shocked instantly.

Purple profound energy flew straight towards him, between dodging the profound energy and withdrawing the attack, Che Shengjie chose to withdraw the long sword.

With a "boom", Che Shengjie was directly hit by the purple profound energy, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Elder Yuan on the high platform frowned and looked displeased.

I don't know if it's Qi Minglan who is ruthless in attacking and doesn't care about the friendship between teachers and students, or Qi Che Shengjie is patient and doesn't need to use all his strength.

The disciples who watched the competition below were all as puzzled as Monk Zhang Er, and they couldn't understand the competition between the two at all.

"Senior Brother Che, what do you mean by this? Why did he withdraw his sword just now? If he stabs with that sword, Senior Sister Ming must have lost."

"That's right, just now Senior Sister Ming obviously had no defense, but he actually retreated instead of advancing. This is too abnormal."

"Senior Brother Che probably likes Senior Sister Ming, so he is not willing to attack her."

The white raccoon turned his eyes and glanced at the disciple who spoke.

Congratulations, the truth.

Seeing the white raccoon looking at him, the disciple immediately blushed.

Compared to Senior Sister Ming, he still likes Junior Sister Bai. Although she is equally tough, she is much more polite than her.

Seeing that the disciple was blushing, the white raccoon twitched his eyes.

Damn it, she just glanced at him, he blushed a lot.

The white raccoon turned his head with a dark face, but saw Mo Beichen looking at her sourly.

The white raccoon was inexplicably guilty, and didn't dare to look into Mo Beichen's eyes, and looked back at the stage again.

The men in ancient times really can't afford to be hurt, so don't look around in the future.

On the stage, Ming Lanqi didn't give Che Shengjie a chance to breathe, and once again raised his sword to meet him.

Che Shengjie swung Ming Lanqi's long sword away, covered his chest, and looked at her with a hurt face.

Is her heart made of stone? Such a heart of stone.

No matter how much he paid for her, she never had him in her eyes.

Minglan's face is expressionless, there is no sympathy or pity in her indifferent eyes, only the desire to survive.

No matter what, she must win, and she must fight that woman, Bai Li'er, in an open and honest manner.

Thinking of the white raccoon, Ming Lanqi's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Yeah..."

Minglan Qi let out a loud shout, and directly swung two streaks of purple profound energy at Che Shengjie, hitting his heart veins directly.

Seeing the monstrous killing intent in Ming Lanqi's eyes, Che Shengjie's heart throbbed violently.

Why did you do this to him? Did she want him to die that much?

Boundless pain spread from his heart to his whole body, making him numb from the pain and suffocating from the pain.

A breath of despair poured down from the top of his head, and Che Shengjie didn't even dodge, just closing his eyes slowly.

In an instant, everyone's eyes widened in astonishment.

No one understood why Che Shengjie stood and waited to die when he could dodge clearly.

The white raccoon also frowned tightly, and a hint of complexity flashed across his coquettish eyes.

I don't know if it's because he didn't expect Che Shengjie's affection for Ming Lanqi to be so deep, or because he didn't expect Ming Lanqi to be so indifferent and uncompromising.

That Che Shengjie didn't do anything wrong, for her sake he was patient, and he was not willing to use even the slightest heavy move, but that woman Ming Lanqi was willing to do such a deadly move.

If it were her, she would definitely not be able to do it. Even if she doesn't like that person, she can't take his life.

Just when the purple profound energy was about to hit Che Shengjie's heart, a white light flew from the high platform.

With a "bang", the dazzling white light instantly knocked Ming Lanqi's purple profound energy back.

"Poof..."

Ming Lanqi was instantly backlashed, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing Ming Lanqi vomit blood, Che Shengjie suddenly lost the feeling of heartache.

Che Shengjie frowned, raised his hand to touch his calm heart.

Is this the sudden awakening after the death of the heart? But it's not too late.

Elder Yuan looked at Ming Lanqi coldly, his solemn eyes were full of displeasure.

He doesn't have many disciples, but he likes these two disciples and has been teaching them carefully.

Especially Ming Lanqi, as the first female disciple of Zixia Peak, he doesn't say that he digs his heart out, and he never hides his selfishness. vicious.

Bu Yangzi, Elder Tu, Elder Su and the others also frowned at Ming Lanqi.

This girl usually looks good, but she didn't expect to be such a person.

No matter how much you want to win the competition, you can't do such a killer move on your fellow disciples, let alone that Che Shengjie is obviously letting her.

Not only the elders on the stage, but also the disciples watching the match were all very disappointed with Ming Lanqi.

"Minglan Qi advances."

Elder Yuan's voice was very cold, without any joy.

Che Shengjie bowed to Elder Yuan and flew off the stage.

Did not stay to watch the game, Che Shengjie went directly back to Zixia Peak.

Ming Lanqi looked at Che Shengjie's back and frowned slightly.

"Disciple No. 3 will compete on stage."

Hearing Elder Yuan's voice, Ming Lanqi came back to his senses, turned around and flew off the stage.

When the disciples below saw Ming Lanqi stepping down, they avoided it in fear.

As the beauty of Fengshen, Ming Lanqi was also liked by many male disciples before, but after seeing Ming Lanqi's ruthlessness just now, those male disciples' minds became lightened, and they even felt a little chilled. Don't say you like it, it's not bad if you don't hate it.

Ming Lanqi naturally didn't care about the opinions of those male disciples, she raised her eyes to look at Mo Beichen and Bai Li, then she clutched her chest, and followed back to Zixia Peak.

Murong Xuefei and Yu Wenbai, who got the third lottery, flew onto the stage together.

Seeing Murong Xuefei, the disciples below were in commotion again.

Yu Wenbai didn't expect that his opponent would be Murong Xuefei, and he immediately felt lingering fear.

Before, he was beaten to death by Bai Yufeng's Junior Sister Yu, but he didn't expect to meet the even more powerful Junior Sister Murong at this moment.

It's a pity that both of them are famous women, and his injury is not worth it at all.

Yu Wenbai turned his bright eyes, and bowed to Murong Xuefei embarrassedly, "I have a very good relationship with Junior Sister Bai, please be merciful to Junior Sister Murong."

First establish a good relationship with Junior Sister Murong, so as not to get hurt later.

I didn't expect Yu Wenbai to mention the white raccoon. Murong Xuefei blinked, and she didn't have a cold face anymore. She bowed her hands to Yu Wenbai gently, "Senior Brother Yu, you are welcome."

After seeing Li, the two soon started fighting.

Because Yu Wenbai said hello just now, Murong Xuefei was too embarrassed to take out the Feixue Bingyuqin, so she had to continue to use the sword that was not in her hand.

Yu Wenbai, on the other hand, had lingering fears, a little restrained, but he didn't use all his strength.

Murong Xuefei turned her wrist lightly, forming a wind seal.

"Wind Blade!"

With a raised hand, countless gusts of wind flew towards Yu Wenbai.

Yu Wenbai was shocked, first he covered his face, then thought of his butt, and immediately stretched out his hands to hold his own butt.

As a result, he was in a hurry and forgot to dodge.

The gust of wind swept by, and the invisible gust pierced into Yu Wenbai's body like a sharp knife.

"Ah..."

Yu Wenbai screamed in an instant.

After the gust of wind passed, Yu Wenbai looked at Murong Xuefei with grievances in his ragged clothes.

Junior Sister Murong, you agreed to be merciful?

Murong Xun blinked guiltyly, with a look of embarrassment.

She didn't do it on purpose, and she didn't expect him not to hide.

Elder Tu looked at Yu Wenbai's miserable appearance with black lines, and turned his face away in disgust. That seems to say, I don't know this person, he is not my disciple.

After Yu Wenbai was injured once, he became even more restrained, and soon lost.

Considering the mistake just now, Murong Xuefei didn't play hard this time, and just kicked him off the stage.

Elder Yuan glanced at Yu Wenbai who fell off the stage, and raised his voice, "Murong Xuefei advances."

Yu Wenbai got up from the ground and looked at Murong Xuefei sadly again.

Couldn't you make him lose more handsomely? Don't let him step down in such an ugly way.

Bai Li looked at the mournful Yu Wenbai and tried his best to hold back a smile.

Is this guy really Yu Fengling's nephew? Why are these uncles and nephews so different in temper.

"Cough..."

The white raccoon cleared his throat, walked over and threw a small jade bottle to Yu Wenbai, "Senior Brother Yu, I'll give you the medicine."

"Junior Sister Bai..."

Yu Wenbai took the little jade bottle and looked at the white raccoon with a moved face.

It's better to be Junior Sister Bai, she is simply a caring little padded jacket, other women are devils.

"Disciple No. 4 will compete on stage."

As soon as Elder Yuan finished speaking, Bei Yiyang and Zuo Yuqing flew onto the stage together.

The two of them were not surprised at all, and after bowing to each other, they started fighting.

Both of them were not polite, and immediately used their profound strength when they came up.

One black and one purple, the two beams of light meet in the air instantly.

Obviously, the black light beam is stronger, and soon surrounded and engulfed the purple light beam.

Bei Yiyang dodged to avoid the black light beam flying towards him, raised his hand and swung two more purple profound energy.

Zuo Yuqing's cultivation level is obviously much higher than Bei Yiyang's. Seeing his agility and neat moves, it is obvious that yesterday's injury did not affect him much.

Bei Yiyang's skills are also very vigorous, although his cultivation level is inferior to Zuo Yuqing's, but his speed is fast, and his moves are neat, so he doesn't suffer much.

The disciples who watched the game below saw the two people's posture of back and forth, and started talking.

"Senior Brother Bei and Senior Brother Zuo both look very good, I don't know who will win."

"That goes without saying, Senior Brother Zuo is Mo Ling, and Senior Brother Bei is Ziling, so Senior Brother Zuo must have won."

"That's not necessarily the case, Junior Sister Bai is not talented Qingling, she still defeated Senior Brother Xiang. She also defeated Zuo Yubo of Lan Ling when she was Huang Ling."

"How many people can compare with Junior Sister Bai? Not to mention our Fengshen Academy, even the entire Yunjing Continent, there are not many people with the talent of Junior Sister Bai."

The white raccoon looked at the two people who were fighting inextricably on the stage, and frowned at Mo Beichen, "Will Zuo Yuqing win?"

Mo Beichen's deep eyes flickered slightly, and he pursed his lips and said, "Even if you win, you have to do your best."

He, Mo Xue's general, is not so easy to bully.