Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

The Sword Qi fell straight down, like the wails of evil spirits!    

The Long sword in Xu Zhilei's hand slashed down angrily, its killing intent was dense and cold!    

"Not good, he wants to kill!"    

Looking at Xu Zhilei's Sword Qi on the stage, Yuezheng Hanrui was shocked.    

Although this Princess only saw her as a spectator at the moment, she couldn't bear for an innocent girl like Ling Er to be harmed like this.    

Thinking about it here, Yuezheng Hanrui couldn't help but lean his body forward, and was actually prepared to make a move.    

"No need!"    

But right at this moment, Chu Mo suddenly made his move, and blocked Yuezheng Hanrui's path.    

Yuezheng Hanrui was startled, confused!    

At this moment, Ling Er was in danger, even if Chu Mo did not save him, at the very least, he should not have stopped Yuezheng Hanrui!    

But, in the next moment, Yuezheng Hanrui had an answer!    

"Xiu!"    

Suddenly, a sharp whistle resounded!    

Immediately after, everyone watched in shock as a whip image whizzed out, and in a flash, it arrived in front of Xu Zhilei, grabbed the Long sword in his hands, and then pulled it forcefully, causing it to slip out.    

Following that, an afterimage suddenly appeared and a figure flashed, appearing beside Ling Er.    

When he focused his eyes, he saw that the person was actually Qianqian who was originally near the Crape Myrtle Emperor Flame.    

At this time, even though Qianqian's entire body was almost completely burnt and he looked somewhat miserable, her aura was not chaotic in the slightest and was not affected in the slightest.    

It could be seen that the Crape Myrtle Emperor Flame only tested the people who entered and did not really hurt them.    

After all, Qianqian had not truly touched the Crape Myrtle Emperor Flame either!    

"Ling Er, are you alright?"    

Qianqian couldn't be bothered with himself, so he carefully helped Ling Er up and asked in concern.    

Ling Er shook his head, and said: "Senior Sister, do not worry, Ling Er is fine!"    

Qianqian looked at the bone-deep sword scar on Ling Er's back, and said with a pained heart: "Silly girl, what's good about this? I'm sorry, it's all Senior Sister's fault! "    

Ling Er said: "No, it's not Senior Sister's fault, it's Ling Er's own fault that he couldn't keep it up!"    

Qianqian said: "It's already very good that you can defeat Rong Aoxin! Blue Thunder Academy and Yue Shan are bullying you, you can't possibly be their match. "    

Ling Er was a little regretful and said: "It's all Ling Er's fault. He wanted to hurt someone so he said it again. If I knew earlier, I would have listened to brother Eldest Brother.    

"Brother Eldest Brother? What Brother Eldest Brother? "    

Hearing that, Qianqian could not help but be stunned, as he did not know what Ling Er was saying.    

Ling Er said: "Just now, there was Big Brother Eldest Brother who had been helping Ling Er with the sound transmission. That footwork, was taught to Ling Er by Big Brother Eldest Brother."    

"So that's how it is!" Qianqian finally figured out what Ling Er's abnormal action just now was, and asked after, "Did that Brother Eldest Brother say who he was?"    

Ling Er shook his head, and said: "Brother Eldest Brother did not say, he only said that he was a good person!"    

"He is indeed a good person!"    

Qianqian nodded, and then looked at Tong Junming who was not far away without leaving a trace.    

Currently, there was no one else present. The only person who could possibly help Ling Er and had the strength to help Ling Er was only Tong Junming.    

Ling Er raised his head to look at Qianqian, and said somewhat apologetically: "Senior Sister, I'm sorry, I've disappointed you."    

Qianqian patted Ling Er's head lovingly and said, "Senior Sister is not disappointed, Ling Er did well!"    

Ling Er looked in the direction of the Crape Myrtle Emperor Flame and said, "But the things that this granny has instructed me to do ?"    

Qianqian said: "A schemer is a person, and everything is in the sky. Even though Senior Sister left here, it does not mean that others will definitely be able to subdue that spirit fire."    

After saying that, Qianqian also looked towards the Crape Myrtle Emperor Flame.    

At this time, Rong Aolin was looking proudly at Qianqian, his eyes full of provocation and complacency.    

Now that Qianqian had withdrawn from the Crape Myrtle Emperor Flame, the power of the spirit flames had weakened by a bit, and Rong Aolin's pressure had also slowed down, allowing him to continue moving forward.    

However, this did not mean that Rong Aolin was determined to win against the Crape Myrtle Emperor Flame!    

Facing the Crape Myrtle Emperor Flame, Rong Aolin still felt an inexhaustible pain from being scorched by flames. A distance of one and a half meters was like an insurmountable chasm to him.    

Fortunately, he was still moving. Although his steps were incomparably slow and he looked as if he wanted to die, he still continued to move forward.