This concubine is very ruffian and wild

Chapter 157 A young man looks like a god!
Qin Yi walked back to her seat with the remaining mentors, and the disciples from all departments retreated out of the circle again.

Sapphire also took off her jade flute from her waist again, cast a deep look at Yehuo who had a serious face, and raised her hand as a gesture of invitation.

Clenching the hilt of the gigantic saber Lie Yan with both hands, Ye Huo's body instantly turned into an afterimage.

This time, she raised both her speed and strength to [-]%.

Because, she knows.

She can't lose this battle!

The fiery red figure drew a dazzling arc in the air.

The flames of the giant knife whistled with the wind.

Sapphire quickly flashed backwards, and at the same time waved out a flying crane.

After all, profound art is what he is best at.

He has already experienced Yehuo's melee combat strength. If he keeps fighting, his physical strength and endurance will not be able to keep up.

Wildfire doesn't have flying cavalry, he knows it.

Sapphire thought that as long as he was in the air, he would take the complete initiative.

This time, he is determined to win, not only for the order of the eight parts, but also for the face and future of the Ice and Snow Kingdom.

Robe, jade flute, crane!

The sapphire flutteringly carried into the air by the crane seemed like a god.

"Everyone, back away!"

Qin Yi waved violently to the disciples from various ministries beside her.

He had already heard about the battle between Sapphire and the Painting and Calligraphy Department before. Sapphire was able to use the sound of the flute to interfere with Huangfuxian's pigeons, and had already entered the realm of magic sounds. Once he used the sound of the magic sound again, at such a short distance, these Disciples with low cultivation bases are likely to be affected.

Who dares not to follow Qin Yi's order!

What's more, everyone also understood the significance of Qin Yi asking everyone to back off.

All the disciples retreated quickly, only Qin Yi and the inner mentor remained in their seats.

In the empty square, only Wildfire was left.

Holding a knife in both hands, the red clothes and red hair fluttered in the autumn wind, and the whole person seemed like a throbbing flame.

In mid-air, the flute sounded faintly.

Fresh and ethereal, like the sound of nature, it seems that there are no fireworks, let alone murderous.

Even the most hostile person, after listening to that song, he should calm down a bit.

Raising his face, Yehuo looked up at Sapphire in mid-air.

(End of this chapter)