"Ranked 19999. Yes, ranked 2933!"
Before they could say anything, Ying Qiaoer's figure was sent into the arena. Su Li's brows suddenly wrinkled slightly.
"I'm on the arena so soon?"
Ying Qiaoer was slightly shocked, but she quickly adjusted her mind and stared at the effeminate-looking young man. The ground was soon covered with a layer of frost.
What a strong chill! She was no match for him.
Ying Qiaoer took two steps back solemnly.
"Ranked 19999. Do you want to use me as a stepping stone just after your promotion?"
The effeminate-looking young man raised his head and looked at Ying Qiaoer coldly, "I don't have tender feelings for the fairer sex."
Ying Qiaoer was slightly angry. She raised her eyebrows and said coldly, "Who asked you to have tender feelings for the fairer sex? Let's fight in the talent battle! "
Even if she was no match for him, she still wanted to try.
Her master had trained them for many years and she knew how much expectation her master had. How could she back down now?!
"Even a trash like you won't admit defeat?"
Seeing Ying Qiaoer's determined face, the effeminate-looking young man's face suddenly darkened. It seemed that he thought of something unpleasant. He snorted and a cold light flashed out.
Crack!
Ying Qiaoer screamed and couldn't dodge in time. A bloody hole appeared on her right arm. Blood spilled. She was in danger.
"That is Zhao Qianlin of the Han Sect, the younger brother of Zhao Qianyuan, the first holy son of the Han Sect. He is not famous, but his strength is extraordinary. Ying Qiaoer is no match for him. She should admit defeat earlier, otherwise … "
Yan Ziye's worried voice came into her ears. Su Li's expression didn't change much, but she frowned more tightly.
"Lord Qingshui, what about Ying Qiaoer?"
Jiang Run's anxious voice came. Although he had only known Ying Qiaoer for a few days, he didn't want any of his companions to die in the talent battle.
Su Li was silent for a moment and activated the jade rune.
"Spirit of the secret realm, can you intervene in the battle?"
After a moment of silence, the response slowly sounded in the space. "The first immortal platform is not a low-grade one. Unless I admit defeat, no one can intervene!"
When this response came out, everyone's attention was immediately drawn away from the arena, and they all looked at Su Li.
"She's from the same force as the female cultivator in the arena. Maybe she's her junior sister!"
"What a pity, that little girl seems to be dead for sure."
…
Unable to interfere!
Ling Qinglan and Yan Ziye's faces were cold at the same time.
Su Li narrowed her eyes, and several dangerous thoughts flashed through her mind. Suddenly, a gentle voice came into her ears.
"Fellow Daoist Su, please don't be impatient. I'm one of the top rankers, so I can send a voice transmission into the arena. Why don't I persuade Zhao Qianlin on your behalf? I believe that he definitely wouldn't want to make an enemy out of nothing."
Su Li was slightly stunned. She looked up and saw a man in white sitting on the platform, smiling and nodding to her.
Although she did not know who this person was, she did not hesitate and nodded in response.
"Thank you for your help."
"Don't worry, it's nothing."
The white-robed man's expression became solemn, and his lips moved. As expected, Zhao Qianlin looked at Su Li on the arena. He looked a little shaken and moved much slower.
When the heavily injured Ying Qiaoer saw this, she was overjoyed. She immediately seized the opportunity to shout.
However, at this moment, Zhao Qianlin's expression suddenly turned extremely gloomy and crazy!
Puff!
A throbbing heart was caught in his hand, and he ruthlessly crushed it! Bright blood sprayed out and dotted Zhao Qianlin's ferocious face.
Ying Qiaoer looked down at her pierced chest blankly. Her face full of blood showed a bitter smile, and her weak voice sounded intermittently.
"Master … I'm … unfilial …"
Zhao Qianlin's expression did not change. He withdrew his hand from his chest, and a large amount of blood spilled on the arena. Ying Qiaoer's soul just floated out of her physical body weakly. He immediately grabbed it and crushed it.
At this point, Ying Qiaoer's soul and spirit were both destroyed!
Yan Ziye gnashed his teeth. Even though he had faced too many life-and-death situations, he still felt very uncomfortable to watch Ying Qiaoer die in front of him. Not to mention the young Jiang Run. His eyes were bloodshot. It was the first time for him to feel such a feeling of humiliation.
Ling Qinglan took a deep breath, suppressed the boiling killing intent in his heart, and looked in the direction of Su Li.
He wanted to see what she would do.
Su Li just stood there silently, and her face was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
"Fellow Practitioner Su, I'm sorry. This kind of thing is common in the cultivation circle. I'm sorry for your loss. "
The man in white saw that she stood there sadly, and transmitted the sound in silence apologetically.
Su Li quickly turned her eyes. Her eyes seemed to be soaked in ink, and they were as dark as gems, "Anyway, thank you for your help. Can you tell me the process of transmitting the sound in silence just now? "
The man in white looked at Su Li's calm face and heard her calm tone. His pupils shrank, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart.
What a horrible state of mind! He could not see any anger on her face. This woman …
Suppressing the surprise in his heart, the man in white hurriedly transmitted the sound in silence, "Of course, I transmitted the sound in silence just now. Zhao Qianlin was naturally afraid of your strength and ranking. His performance in the Han Sect was not very good, and the Grand Elder who supported him was unfortunately killed by a mysterious female practitioner. He would not deliberately make more enemies."
Speaking of this, the man in white also felt that something was wrong and frowned, "Later, Zhao Qianlin's face suddenly changed. It is very likely that … someone also said something to him at that time, but what was the reason?"
The man in white couldn't figure it out.
Su Li's eyes turned, and many clues flashed in her mind, but she could not get anything for a while.
She sighed softly.
"Anyway, thank you very much for this time. I haven't asked your name yet. "
The man in white smiled faintly, "I'm Lu Xuan from the Holy Snow Sect."
Su Li's eyes flashed, "In the early years, I met a young practitioner named Lu Yan, who was also from the Holy Snow Sect …"
The man in white nodded, "Lu Yan is my younger brother. Before leaving, my younger brother often mentioned you and hoped that I could take care of you. Now it seems that it is unnecessary. "
"Lu Yan, thank you."
Su Li recalled the boy in white who rarely talked in the Cang Lei's Cave, "He boasted that he was the ninth on the Tianjiao List at that time."
Lu Xuan shook his head helplessly, "That boy was spoiled by me. Please forgive him, Your Excellency."
Su Li looked back and calmly looked at the recovered arena, "Fellow Practitioner Lu Xuan, I have a question, and I don't know if I can get an answer from you."
Lu Xuan nodded. "Fellow daoist Su, please speak your mind."
"What do you think of the Bloody Accident in Jiuzhou Region that year?"
Su Li tilted her head and stared straight at Lu Xuan with a faint smile on her face, "People in our Jiuzhou Region are all …
I want to know what the outside world thinks of this. "
Lu Xuan was baffled and suddenly felt his hair stand on end.
However, he still said, "The Holy Snow Sect is too far away from the Jiuzhou Region. In addition, the sect is strictly prohibited from participating in the Life Palace's plan. Although I've heard a lot of hearsay, only those who truly participated in the Holy Maiden know what she was like. I don't dare to jump to conclusions. "
Lu Xuan answered very cautiously, and he might have even noticed some clues.
"In Daoist Lu's hands, the future of the Sacred Snow Sect will definitely flourish."
Su Li praised and ended the conversation.
After Lu Xuan sat back on the immortal platform, he thought about it carefully. He always felt that there was another meaning hidden in this sentence. But after thinking about it, he felt that he thought too much.
"Even someone as strong as Ling Li can't make me feel frightened. This woman … is very terrible. It's better not to offend her. I'm afraid that Zhao Qianlin …"
Lu Xuan frowned and made a conclusion secretly in his heart.
The outside world —
Xuan An and Huo Shichun, who had been paying attention to Su Li, were shocked when they saw this scene.
"Zhao Qianlin! All the people in Han Sect deserve to die! "
Huo Shichun couldn't help but curse in a low voice. He didn't forget to comfort Xuan An beside him, "Don't worry. Lord Qingshui will definitely avenge Qiao 'er."
Xuan An's eyes were red, and he nodded. Although he was sad, he was not angry.
He knew his sister much better than Huo Shichun. He was afraid that not only Zhao Qianlin, but the whole Han Sect would bear the anger of his sister!
…
"Ziye, how long has it been?"
Su Li put down the booklet in her hand, raised her head, and saw the arena that had been cleaned many times.
"It's been more than three months."
Yan Ziye replied helplessly. In the past three months, the three of them didn't even have a fight, which was really puzzling. Jiang Run won three games and entered the top 10,000, but he almost reached the limit.
In the past three months, people died constantly, and some people were promoted from the lower immortal platforms. Except for a group of people in the first immortal platform, almost half of the people in the first immortal platform had been replaced.
Because they didn't fight, the rankings of the three people also fell.
Yan Ziye and Su Li were fine, and they only fell hundreds of places. Because Ling Qinglan didn't fight for a long time, his ranking had fallen to more than 10,000, even lower than Jiang Run.
Even if Ling Qinglan had good self-cultivation, he didn't look good during this time.
Su Li shook her head, and the voice of the Secret Realm sounded again.
"Rank 13332, yes, rank 388."
Ling Qinglan was slightly stunned, and then his eyes lit up.
Wasn't he ranked 13332?
Swish!
Two rays of light flashed from the immortal platforms, and two figures appeared on the arena.
The familiar frost spread to Ling Qinglan's feet. Ling Qinglan naturally wouldn't retreat like Ying Qiao 'er, but he took two steps forward.
"Zhao Qianlin? I'm so lucky! "
He raised his head and saw Zhao Qianlin's face. Zhao Qianlin's usually indifferent face showed a very bright smile, and his killing intent swept over!
Zhao Qianlin frowned. He was unfamiliar with this person, and he had never met him before.
"Do I have a grudge against you?"
"Originally, no."
Ling Qinglan's eyes were cold, and he waved his hand. Countless diamond-shaped shadows rushed out from behind, and covered the whole shield in the blink of an eye.
"Now … if you die too casually, I will feel sorry."
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
