Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 2400: To you? do you need?

Lou Qianxue felt the curious and fiery gazes of everyone, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her delicate and beautiful face instantly cooled down.

The battle on stage continues.

Before Yun Huan and Shi Mengyang followed Lou Qianxue together, Yun Huan and Shi Mengyang also had a lot of friendship, but now, Ling Aoyu swept Shi Mengyang down, Yun Huan was naturally unhappy.

In fact, the third swordsman Xie Ting, after seeing Ling Aoyu defeating Shi Mengyang, also had a flash of emotion in his eyes.

It seems that he shouldn't have let Ling Aoyu go before.

It's just that the sword cultivator does whatever he wants. He is impressed by the opponent's swordsmanship, so he can let it go if he wants.

But Shi Mengyang's resignation left him behind, and he never wanted to let go of Tianjiao who was defeated by him.

Yun Huan walked out from the crowd and looked at Ling Aoyu: "Want to wait for you to recover?"

Those who can stay in the Four Continents Martial Arts Exchange Meeting are all proud and talented, and no one wants to be defeated.

"To you? Need it?"

Ling Aoyu raised his eyebrows slightly. He had seen Yun Huan's previous battles, and he only used the inscription pattern.

He values ​​opponents like Xie Ting and Shi Mengyang because both are good at using swords.

And a person who relies on the inscription pattern, in his opinion, is almost useless.

After all—

Which martial emperor's peak powerhouse would watch someone with a lower cultivation base than himself, and slowly paint the inscriptions on the side?

He's sure to defeat the opponent before he can draw a useful inscription pattern!

Ling Aoyu has such confidence!

"So, you don't need to rest?" Yun Huan said calmly, "Then let's fight."

"You'll be the second person I've swept down."

Ling Aoyu spoke proudly.

In this world, the only people who can make him look different are only warriors as powerful as him, or sword cultivators, or people with long-standing reputation!

Yun Huan is not a powerhouse with the same cultivation base as him or stronger than him, nor is he a sword cultivator, nor is he a powerhouse on the Qianlong list, so naturally he cannot make him look at him differently.

"We'll see."

Yun Huan had seen Ling Aoyu's two fights and was already very familiar with Ling Aoyu's fighting style.

As soon as Ling Aoyu finished speaking, he raised his finger, and the dots of light floated in the void, but in the blink of an eye, an inscription pattern was formed...

Meanwhile.

The stage was once again darkened.

Ling Aoyu launches the Shadow Sword again!

But this time, a white light illuminates the entire dark space!

"How could he draw inscriptions out of thin air in such a short period of time?"

"So strong!"

"Monster, what a monster!!!"

"What kind of existence are these people from Tianxuanzong...?"

Ling Aoyu changed his face immediately.

He had never met such an inscription master before, and he did not even need preparation time, so he drew the inscription directly.

His expression suddenly became solemn, and the contempt he had given to Yun Huan before disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

Yun Huan is dressed in white, handsome and gentle, with his fingers dancing, one after another inscription pattern is portrayed...

Sweep!

Almost instantly, the ground cracked, Ling Aoyu's body fell, he quickly flew up with his sword, but...

Sweep!

Countless rattan sticks stretched out from the cracked ground, densely entangling the sword under his feet, and dragging him down with him.

Ling Aoyu quickly released his sword energy, trying to break free^

However...

Boom!

The crack in the ground that was originally cracked, quickly closed, forming an earth cage, trapping Ling Aoyu tightly in it!