Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 117: Challenge competition (2)

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Ye Qingling's sharp sight is full of pungent; "Go!"

The shaped giant sword revolved in mid-air, following Ye Qingling's control, it was overwhelmingly smashed towards Ye Qing.

The profound meaning of swordsmanship, Ye Qingluo also had to mention a bit of mental response.

A momentary step under her feet, her figure has quickly retreated.

It seems that after a precise calculation, Ye Qingluo's body happened to have bypassed the trajectory of the giant sword.

"Miss Ye Qi avoided the secret tricks of swordsmanship! What kind of geniuses of the Ye Family...what are they!"

"The giant sword that can form the sword aura is so intact to avoid it. This is more surprising than avoiding the sword aura! The strength of Miss Ye Qi is far more than that!"

"I really don't understand what Miss Ye Qi is thinking. She is obviously at a disadvantage, but it looks like she is playing with Miss Ye Si."

"Look, Miss Ye Si's actions seem to be a bit stiff..."

In the audience area, someone noticed with sharp eyes that Ye Qingling's every move was like a puppet being married.

As soon as the voice fell, just when everyone wanted to take a closer look, a powerful force burst out on the ring.

The strong air wave hit the ring.

For a time, everyone's sight was psychedelic.

A violent turbulence on the ground of the ring cracked directly, and rubble splashed.

The sword of Xuan Yin in Ye Qingling's hand made a sound of sword sound.

"Since you dare to cheat with evil things, you have to be psychologically prepared to be discovered." Ye Qingluo narrowed her eyes contemptuously.

It can be seen that Ye Qingling's move was because the words of the spectators made her flustered and frightened.

If she were to be seen, she would really become a joke in the realm of Nirvana!

Ye Qing was anxious and wanted to end the battle soon.

Xuanyin's aura was released more intensely, and the surging waves of aura caused the entire arena to be shrouded in a layer of brilliance.

People in the audience area looked at the ring, it was fictitious and real, unable to see clearly.

"Little bitch, you want to ruin me, then I will ruin you now!" Ye Qing Ling lifted the sword and slashed.

The deliberately lowered voice can't hide the hostility and harshness in the tone.

"Want to ruin me? It depends on you...enough enough!"

Ye Qingluo's lips curled up to bewitching sentient beings with a smile, and the feather fan with her fingertips closed suddenly unfolded, and a coquettish red light lingered among the feather fans.

"Seven Seven!"

Ye Qing's lips moved slightly, spitting out two words.

Ye Qingling could not return to his senses in the future, and suddenly he saw a white figure in the air wave before his eyes, which disappeared in a flash.

I couldn't see clearly what the white thing was.

Suddenly, her shoulders lightened, as if something fell on her shoulders.

The sharp teeth pierced Ye Qingling's shoulder.

A tingling pain immediately hit Ye Qingling's body.

"Ah--"

With a scream, Ye Qing Lingtong's pupils widened, reaching out to grab his shoulders.

When I started, I felt a bunch of hairy things.

The thing, involuntarily stabbing again, bit her finger straight.

Immediately afterwards, the little white fur ball turned into a white shadow and returned to Ye Qing's shoulders.

The little paw, scratching his little head.

My little pink tongue, licking my mouth, seems to smell like blood, which is quite satisfactory.

"Little bitch, you... how dare you let something bite me!"

Ye Qingling cursed angrily, while covering her fingers, she couldn't bear the blood flowing straight up the sword...

Ye Qingluo watched the blood from Ye Qingling's fingers, seeping into the long sword.

There was a little coldness between her eyebrows: "Don't worry, our game has just begun..."