The waste wood mad concubine is going to go against the sky

Chapter 483 You Have No Ability To Connect With Me

He couldn't see the trajectory of the silver needle at all, and he couldn't keep up with the speed of the silver needle. When the sword was raised, the silver needle had already circled behind Song Yue's head.

When the silver needle returned to You Xueran's hand, Song Yue put down his sword and said to You Xueran with a smile, "Hmph! It's just a bluff, what are you capable of, girl!
As soon as he finished speaking, the beard on his mouth and chin was cut into two sections, and they all fell to the ground.

"Pfft...Uncle Master..." Lan Xiaoye felt very strange when he saw Song Yue's face with his beard cut off, he covered his mouth and couldn't help laughing.

Lan Xiaoye's smile was a great shame to Song Yue. He pointed his long sword at You Xueran and shouted at her: "You Xueran! Let's fight if we have the ability! What's your trick!"

"Oh? Is this a trick?" You Xueran laughed, "You're touching your neck."

Song Yue was taken aback for a moment, he touched his neck with his hand, and found a wet spot of water, he opened his palm to look, and found that his palm was full of blood.

"You!" For a moment, Song Yue was shocked, his face turned from red to white, and then from white to blue.

Of the three silver needles You Xueran shot at him just now, two of them broke his beard, and one of them passed through his neck. If she really wanted to take Song Yue's life, Song Yue would have died by now.

Song Yue knew that You Xueran was strong, but he didn't expect that she would be so powerful...

"You...you..." Song Yue was so startled by You Xue that he couldn't speak.

You Xueran lazily said: "I won't fight with you, because you don't even have the ability to connect with me!"

He is not only unqualified, but also incompetent!
Song Yue, who has practiced spiritual arts for nearly thirty years, heard You Xueran's words, his face was like a ripe tomato, he stood in the hall with the sword in his hand, humiliated.

Lan Xiaoye looked at his uncle, he had already lost without fighting anyone else, he hurriedly walked up through the crowd and pulled his uncle back:

"Uncle, let's stop being angry. The suzerain is too old to think about it. How can we get such an evil eighth-grade treasure? The leader of the You League is world-class in martial arts, and it is most suitable for her to be in charge of the soul-suppressing orb." yes."

As Lan Xiaoye said, he dragged Song Yue, who was so angry that his brain had already gone blank, into the disciples of Yuhuazong, Lan Xiaoye waved to the other disciples and said: "Let's go, if we don't go, they won't let us stay For dinner!"

Song Yue's eyes were fixed on You Xueran, he was always proud, and he used iron and blood to establish his majesty among the disciples of Yu Huazong, but today, You Xueran easily defeated him.

Such an ugly, such a shameful humiliation, he will never forget it!
Song Yue suddenly shook off Lan Xiaoye's hand, and shouted loudly at You Xueran: "You Xueran! If you don't try, how do you know that I don't even have the ability to connect with you! Don't bully people too much! "

Song Yue roared, and rushed towards You Xueran desperately. He used his ultimate move, and the sword edge slashed at You Xueran's head.

You Xueran closed his eyes, it was ridiculous, didn't he know that he was hitting a stone with an egg?

Just when You Xueran's spiritual pressure was about to burst out, a figure suddenly landed in the hall, and the person who appeared inexplicably broke Song Yue's sword with two fingers in the wind and cloud posture, and hit Song Yue with another palm. Yue's body sent him flying.

(End of this chapter)