Chapter: 5142
"Next time, Xiao Wu, you go."
Zhang Guangyou coughed lightly.
"Huh? Me, oh, okay."
Wang Xiaowu was stunned for a moment, then he went to the ring helplessly.
What do you mean?
From that tone, he knew that he had to come up to save face for Yun Yingtian.
Damn, young master, you are too real, am I that good?
But face must be saved, if you win, you can't win so fast, if you lose, you can't too fast, he will also lose face.
The imagination is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.
The other party came up with a woman.
The expressions of those chief disciples suddenly became strange.
"Sect leader, Qingyan, please advise."
The woman in white took out a fourth-order long sword spirit weapon.
puff,
Why do I want to fight the head disciple?
"Heavenly Xia Mountain King Xiaowu."
bang bang bang...
The disciple in charge was just unusual, he bombarded him wildly when he came up, almost beating Wang Xiaowu into a daze.
Fuck, I can't beat it.
Wang Xiaowu also held a Tier 4 long sword, fought against the opponent for a while, and retreated steadily.
no!
It has to last a little longer.
A seemingly anxious battle started quietly.
"Zhang Hanyang, what do you think of Qingyan's misty swordsmanship?" Li Hao asked without any trace.
Misty swordsmanship is one of Yunyingtian's inheritance, and with Qingyan's qualifications, he has not yet mastered it to the point of proficiency.
Swish!
Several elders and chief disciples on the side pricked up their ears while observing the battle situation.
Under their listening, Zhang Han thought for a while and replied: "It's okay."
"Just okay?"
Li Hao was a little surprised. Misty swordsmanship is a relatively high-end secret technique inherited by Yunyingtian.