Deng Xiaoling and Zhang Yifan are also famous figures in the world, so naturally they couldn't swallow this breath, so the argument escalated into a fight, and they were playing on the open space.

"Oh? If you have such a thing, just look at the strength of other state representatives. Where can I compete? Take me to see." Song Qian said with a smile after hearing the whole story.

"I will go with Daozi!" Taoist He Jing volunteered.

"No need, if you show up, can the two sides fight? I'll go by myself, so as not to say that I'm bullying others with my power." Song Qian said without fear of big trouble.

In the past, Daozi had all the protective magic weapons given by the saints of the Eastern Wilderness. Daozi himself had a very strong cultivation level, and most people were not opponents at all. Although Song Qian was the weakest Daozi ever in Yingzhou Immortal Island, it should be a problem to deal with a few mortals. Taoist Hejing no longer insisted, but just used his powerful spiritual sense to watch the situation in the field, but the person did not show up.

Song Qian, the Taoist son in history, came to the open space, looked at the two teams with distinct barriers, and silently came to Zhang Yifan, looked at his pale face, frowned slightly, "Are you injured?"

"It's not a problem!" Zhang Yifan immediately felt confident when he saw Song Qian arrive, "I was accidentally slapped, Yongzhou National Master

The candidate for the teacher is indeed a bit tricky, but I think Miss Deng will avenge me soon.”

At this time, Deng Xiaoling had already ended, and a girl was also competing with her.

The girl who fought against Deng Xiaoling was petite and had a pretty cute appearance, but when she stood with Deng Xiaoling, she became a green leaf.

In the field, the fairy Deng Xiaoling, the Piaomiao, had a graceful body movement. The moves of a Thousand Machine Sword were fully unfolded. Nine flying rings flew up and down, and had already forced the opponent into the Jedi. It was only a matter of time before the defeat was defeated.

"Mei'er, you go back!" Yongzhou obviously saw the victory or defeat, and a thin, tall and sinister man shouted.

Hearing this shout, Deng Xiaoling slowed down his move and let the petite woman go so that she could get out. The petite woman was already at a disadvantage, and it was difficult to get out of it. Deng Xiaoling's slow down was actually a ritual in the competition. After all, it was not a life-and-death fight, so there was no need to kill him. But when this move was slowed down, the petite woman did not retreat but advanced, and swung the sword in her hand and stabbed Deng Xiaoling in the face.

Deng Xiaoling was also shocked and angry. Unexpectedly, his opponent was so ungrateful. He admitted defeat and even attacked him. However, he had lost the first move, so he had to return to the sword to defend.

But this move is the killing move of the petite woman. The long sword that stabbed Deng Xiaoling in her hand was just a false move, but the real killing move was the dagger that had just been lit out of the sleeve with the other hand.

I saw that the dagger had a black blade, without the cold light of other weapons, and after special treatment, the sound of the blade breaking through the air through the air was very small, and it could be said to be silent.

Deng Xiaoling didn't notice that a sharp dagger stabbed his lower abdomen.

The petite woman's move can be said to be fast and ruthless, making it difficult for people to defend themselves. The people around her who watched the battle had not realized what was going on, and this move had been used.

Zhang Yifan is considered to be one of the onlookers with higher martial arts skills. He just had time to open his mouth, and Deng Xiaoling's life was in danger.

Bang!

"Ah!" A delicate shout accompanied by a painful hum.

"Be careful! Miss Deng, dagger..." Zhang Yifan's anxious reminder voice came out at this time.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!