Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

Seeing Yan Xiang weeping with joy, Ling Luo let go of her hanging heart.

Suddenly a long sword appeared in the palm of Yan Xiang's hand. While he was comprehending, he danced the sword, with a handsome figure, and behind him appeared nine fire phoenixes exactly the same as those on the painting wall.

Ling Luo couldn't help being shocked.

The same swordsmanship, the same comprehension.But the power that Yan Xiang used was not known how many times stronger than himself.This is the gap in strength.

In the days that followed, Yan Xiang called all the disciples of the Holy Fire Hall to this painting wall, so that everyone could comprehend it together.

All six disciples have benefited a lot, their cultivation has grown extremely rapidly, and their comprehension of the Nine Heavens Lihuo Sword has also risen to a new level.

20 days later, the agreed day of the battle.

On the eve of departure, Ling Luo took out two simple celadon bottles from the black jade space ring and handed them to Fu Dong and Xia Lin respectively.

"Little junior sister, what is this?" Fu Dong was very curious.

Ling Luo raised her lips slightly, and said, "This is our secret weapon, specially used to deal with the sharks. It's called Silence, and it can make them shut up. It doesn't need much, just inhale a little, and it's enough."

Fu Dong and Xia Lin had some doubts, but they still accepted it.

The hall battle is held in the Dawu Arena.

When Ling Luo and the group arrived, the Dawu Arena was already full of shouts.

There are many female disciples in the holy water hall, and there are countless beauties, so many of the people who came to watch the game this time were male disciples from the other four halls.

The people who called were all men, and their voices were all directed towards the holy water hall, and no one cared about the holy fire hall at all.

"Hey, why are you here now at the Holy Fire Hall? It's almost a quarter of an hour, do you want to give up the game!"

The supporters of the Holy Water Church have already started clamoring.

"If you want to give up the game, just say so, don't waste our time, hurry up and hand in the 50 yuan high-level origin stone!"

"That's right, wanting to fight our senior brother Xiaoling is simply beyond our control." There were also female disciples who had a crush on Xiaoling, sneering.

"Look, the hall master of the holy fire hall is here too."

"Master Yan can't think about it, he dares to come to such an embarrassing scene, isn't he afraid that his apprentice will lose his face?"

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Yan Xiang took the disciples of the Holy Fire Hall and took his seat. Yan Xiang and Xiling Yunqing were in front, and the six disciples were behind.

Hearing so many sarcasm, except for the faces of the other five disciples, they were more or less ugly, only Ling Luo looked calm and was not affected at all.

Xia Lin was impatient, the most angry, his eyes were red, he stretched out a fist, squeezed it creakingly, and said through gritted teeth: "If you don't beat this group of low-minded guys with minions all over the ground, it's hard to understand." Hatred in my heart!"

"That's right!" Su Yi also echoed, with a look of pain and regret on his face, "It's a pity that I can't practice enough and can't play, otherwise I really want to beat them!"

At that time, Yan Xiang said that whoever can practice the seventh form of Jiutianlihuojian first will be able to fight, Xu Huang and Yan Yueyue are one step ahead, Su Yi is still out, and can only do support in the rear.

Ling Luo didn't even raise her eyelids, and said, "Those who like to talk and show off, most of them are not good at cultivation, you two brothers don't have to worry about it."

"What Junior Sister said is true." Xia Lin nodded heavily.