"Who is the woman, how is it so powerful, blood repair Luo is the top ten in the league." In the corner of the audience, a man wearing blood-red clothes whispered.

Blood Xiuluo is a member of the blood league. He has just joined the league for less than a year and has already become one of the top ten in the alliance. He is very hopeful to enter the league.

The man in the auditorium, called Xiu Jie, is a foreign league disciple of the League of Blood. He was appointed by the elders of the League to record the performance of each battle of the blood repair. If the blood can get ten consecutive victories, then he can get into the league. chance.

On the duel.

The night feathers squatted slightly on the chest, and there were some redness on the back of the white scorpion. They had just fought six battles with the blood repairing Luo. Both sides had their own advantages and disadvantages, and they always had to divide the autumn.

Night Feather did not expect that he could not beat this person with his seven successes.

"Eight tricks..." Night Feather silently counted the number of hands-on, it seems that I want to kill the blood in the ten strokes, it is impossible to click the card...

The night feathers are beautiful and scornful, and the blood of the shivering arm is completely obscured by the night feathers. In the twinkling of an eye, the night feathers have prepared two battle plans.

The blood-shaking arm gradually became quiet, his face was still stunned, and his heart was full of surprises. The woman opposite was stronger than all the opponents she met before! In the few rounds that I just played, I have already used nine successes. Only the first two have a slight advantage, and the next few times are at a disadvantage.

The blood Xiu Luo faces the night feathers, and there is an illusion in his heart. The woman still has no strength in the opposite!

This thought just flashed and was negated by the blood repair Luo. Everyone is in the late 9th stage. How could this woman be so strong!

"It's over." The beauty of the night feathers was cold, and the body shape exploded, faster than the previous ones.

Thousands of spectators around, can see the number of people who are at night!

Blood repair Luo pupils slightly magnified, so fast!

Boom! Blood repaired the soles of the feet and made a spiritual power, biting the teeth against the night feathers.

The night feathers lifted their arms, and a cold light hit the sky. Before waiting for the blood to repair the objects above, the night feathers had already come to the front of the blood.

The corner of the mouth rises, the night feathers gently spit out three words, purple shadow flash!

Snapped! Snapped!

The speed of the night feathers suddenly increased, the attack of the blood repair Luo had not yet formed, and the fists of the fists were caught by the night feathers.

Blood repaired Luo's arms and earned, he could not break free. The jade hand at the wrist was like a steel tongs. His eyes were stunned, and the blood was filled with spiritual power. He planned to kick the night feathers.

Hey!

Silent all over the place.

The blood repaired his eyes widened, and the fists and wrists were still held by the night feathers, but the pain in the chest and the passing of the spiritual power in the body were so real!

Blood Shurao's difficult bow, a white arm holding a short knife, the blade straight into his chest.

The night feathers blinked, the hands clenched the blood and repaired the wrists, and the silky purple Lei Yan drilled into the body of the blood, and began to burn the blood to repair the meridians.

The heart pierced, and the fire broke out. The blood of the late nine-stage strength did not immediately die. Looking at the night feathers and licking the lips, the eyes were full of unwillingness.

The night feathers curled up a little cold and gently squirmed.

"What are they talking about?" Some people in the audience were full of curiosity.

"The blood repair Luo actually lost? How can the woman have three arms!"

"What happened, just not evenly matched? How can I lose blood in a moment?"

The audience around me was full of guesses, guessing the identity of the night feathers, and guessing the conversation between the two.