Rebirth against the little poisonous concubine

Chapter 371 What Did You Do To Him?

Although the warrior stared at her fiercely, she swung her sword again with a smile on her face, her eyes flickered, and the Jinghong Sword in her hand swung away again.

Boom—boom!

There were two loud bangs before and after, the warrior first barely raised his arms, trying to block her attack, but in the end he was forcefully forced back a few steps by her attack.

With nothing under his feet, he immediately fell off the stage.

With a muffled plop, the audience burst into cheers, and everyone in the audience stared at the Jinghong Sword in her hand across her chest.

That look, as if staring at a myth.

A cold look flashed across the bottom of her eyes. After Feng Qianxun defeated her opponent, she didn't immediately stand on the victory platform, but quickly darted towards Wuying.

At this time, the battle between Wuying and the strongest warrior who used the soft shield was in an extremely tense situation.

Wuying's agility is his advantage, and his attacks are mysterious and unpredictable. Even if the strongest fighter is protected by a shield, he is still hit several times by Wuying's tricky and weird daggers that keep flying out.

At the same time, when Wuying avoided that person's attack, he was inevitably injured.

Judging from the current situation, the two are temporarily evenly matched.

In other words, if she joins the battle now, the result can be imagined!
"Wuying, pay attention to defense, don't forget there is a final duel!" Feng Qianxun glanced at Wuying's desperate style of play, frowned, and sound transmission reminded him.

Unexpectedly, Wuying didn't seem to have received her voice transmission at all, and continued to attack the strongest warrior desperately.

Frowning tightly, she didn't delay any longer, and quickly joined the battle.

After seeing her joining the battle, the strongest warrior's eyes changed obviously, and his offensive and defensive hands also stagnated a little.

Obviously, he was worried.

"What are you doing? The longer the two of us fight now, the greater the consumption will be, and the more beneficial it will be to your last duel. You should know this."

The strongest warrior finally couldn't bear it, and when she attacked him, he spoke.

However, Feng Qianxun raised her eyebrows coldly: "I know."

"Then you still..." The strongest fighter obviously couldn't understand!
"You don't need to worry about that." Feng Qianxun didn't give the man a chance to speak, and swiped the long sword in his hand, and cast Yi Yitian again.

With the weight and damage of the Jinghong Sword itself, the power of this blow is even stronger than the previous two strikes.

The strongest fighter had obviously paid attention to her battle with another fighter just now, so when he saw her cast a ray of sky, a solemn look flashed in his eyes, and he pushed forward the shield in his hand.

I thought he was trying to resist the blow, but he didn't expect that he used the shield to borrow the power of her sword, and quickly flipped backwards three times in a row, avoiding Yixiantian's attack range in an instant.

At the same time, he stabbed the spear in his hand, and the sharp point of the spear pierced her abdomen immediately.

Unexpectedly, the strongest warrior would have such a hand, Feng Qianxun frowned suddenly, and moved slightly to one side, intending to avoid the vital point.

As a result, when Changrou was about to stab her, he was suddenly hit by a dagger from the side, and then the spear tip slammed to the other side, and she successfully avoided the blow.

Frowning, Feng Qianxun looked at Wuying, and said in a low voice: "Take care of him first!"

"Yeah." Nodding to her indifferently, Wuying launched another attack.

The fight between the three of them didn't last long, but there was silence in the auditorium, their eyes were staring at the three of them fighting on the stage, and even some people who shouted slogans were quiet. down.

boom!
With a loud noise, Feng Qianxun's ray of sky collided with the shield in the hands of the strongest warrior again.

The arm of the strongest warrior holding the shield seemed to tremble for a moment, and then the reaction of the spear in his right hand was half a minute slower.

And it was the half-minute slowness that allowed Wuying to take the lead.

Wuying tapped the mechanism lightly with his fingers, and the mother and child daggers flew out immediately, flying towards the strongest warrior like a ghost.

Whizzing!

After two sharp bangs, there was a big splash of blood mist, and two deep wounds were instantly stretched on the arm of the strongest warrior holding the shield.

The wound on his arm made him loosen his hand holding the shield involuntarily, and the shield in his hand fell instantly. Feng Qianxun seized the opportunity and slashed away with the Jinghong Sword again.

Clang!
The Jinghong sword slammed into the handle of the spear held by the strongest warrior.

The strongest warrior struggled to resist her attack with one hand, but at this moment, he seemed to know that the defeat was over, and he looked at her with a dark look.

When the strongest warrior resisted her attack and couldn't make a move, the mother-in-law dagger swirled out again in Wuying's hand, ruthlessly darting towards the strongest warrior's throat.

Wuying is going to kill this soldier!
There was a strange look in her eyes, she didn't even think about it, she flicked her wrist, flicked the tip of the Jinghong Sword, and turned the Zimu dagger to one side.

The dagger that was supposed to cut through the strongest warrior's throat was intercepted halfway, and finally pierced fiercely into the strongest warrior's right shoulder.

"what--"

With a roar of pain, the spear in the hands of the strongest warrior also came out, and the armor all over his body was also cut, blood was flowing, and he looked quite embarrassed.

"Admit defeat."

Feng Qianxun stood in front of the strongest warrior with an indifferent expression, put the Jinghong sword on the man's neck, and said in a low voice.

The strongest warrior seemed a little puzzled by her rescue just now. After frowning, he glanced at her, lowered his gaze, and said in a low voice, "I... lost."

After the words fell, the rescuers immediately stepped onto the stage and carefully carried the former strongest fighter off the stage.

After the soldier was carried down, Feng Qianxun immediately looked at Wuying, and said in a concentrated voice, "What happened to you just now?"

That warrior just now should be one of the signs of this arena. If he is killed like this, it might annoy the owner of this arena.

Wuying's reaction just now was very strange.

"He is one of the woman's capable subordinates. This match has been controlled from the very beginning." Wuying explained to her indifferently.

One of the Queen's capable men, no wonder he is so strong!

If we only talk about close combat, if she and Wuying fight against that person one-on-one, I am afraid that they will fight very hard in the end, and serious injuries are inevitable.

If he was seriously injured in this match, then, for that old woman, there was nothing to fear!

What a crafty old woman!
The abacus was pretty good.

However, it's a pity, don't say that she is not injured now, even if she really suffers the most serious trauma, with the pile of super-high-quality trauma-healing pills in her spirit ring space, no matter how serious the trauma is, it will be cured within a few minutes. heal!
A smile flashed across her eyes, but Feng Qianxun didn't say much to Wuying, she just sent him a voice transmission: "Would you like me to help you heal your trauma."

"The use of elixir is not allowed on the competition stage." Wuying said indifferently, glanced at her, and then looked down at the wound on his own body.

Suddenly, he said in a concentrated voice: "I admit defeat."

Uh……

This guy... why did he suddenly admit defeat?

Feng Qianxun frowned, and was about to say something, but Wuying said a step ahead of her: "The injuries on my body don't seem serious, but in fact, I have encountered that person head-on many times, and my internal injuries are not serious. In my current state, I guess You can't do a hundred tricks at your fingertips."

"Then..." The referee finally came to his senses at this time, and after uttering a word in a daze, he turned his head and asked the higher-ups for instructions.

It seemed that Gao's so-called higher-ups had hinted, the referee cleared his throat, and said in a concentrated voice: "Wuying admits defeat, the champion of this challenge is——Feng Qianxun!"

Whoa!
There was thunderous applause from the audience, but more people were not looking at her, but the Jinghong Sword in her hand.

Obviously, at this moment, everyone in the audience seemed to be looking at their former beliefs through her.

It's a pity that that country has been rewritten by people, and it has been submerged along with the history.

Standing with her sword indifferently, she glanced at the excited audience, stood on the stage for a few seconds, then turned and left silently.

This group of people doesn't know whether to say they are ignorant or sad.

Ugh!
With a low sigh in her heart, she calmly took off the reward that belonged to her champion, a jade badge representing the status of the general of the Queen's Guards, and a set of armor dedicated to the Guards.

After getting what she deserved, she turned her head to say hello to Wuying, but when she looked back, she found that Wuying had left without knowing when.

Frowning, she took the armor and the jade token, and under the guidance of a guide, she was about to go to the palace to face the saint.

After some procedures, most of the day has passed.

When she arrived at the palace, it was almost dark, and the person who picked her up was a young female general who seemed to be the deputy captain of the guard.

First, he took her to familiarize himself with the area of ​​responsibility, and then explained the rules of the palace in detail. Finally, he took her directly to the main hall and said to her: "Every guard must be personally reviewed by Her Majesty the Queen before entering the post. .”

After dropping these words, the vice-captain turned around and left the main hall.

Not long after the deputy captain left, Feng Qianxun heard a faint sound of footsteps coming towards her from the side hall.

The bead curtain was raised, and a woman in a scarlet brocade robe, her face was covered in powder mist, and she couldn't see her face, walked towards her, and said softly, "You really didn't disappoint me!"

"You should listen to what you said the other way around?" Feng Qianxun didn't have the slightest affection for this old woman who disrupted the competition system, so her tone was naturally very unkind.

Unexpectedly, the woman was not angry at all, she leaned towards her softly, and continued to say softly: "In this palace, apart from you, I have never seen such a person who is not afraid of death!"

"Really? That's just right, I'll let you see it." Feng Qian snorted coldly, but quickly scanned the hall for a while.

After discovering that the evildoer was not in this hall, he frowned and said in a concentrated voice: "Where is my husband? What have you done to him?"

"Hehehehe..." A soft and sweet laughter came out of the old woman's mouth, "What are you afraid of? Don't worry, I didn't do anything to him, but I have to make him quiet when we are discussing business matters." .”

"What do you mean!" Feng Qianxun's eyes twisted suddenly, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart.

The old woman said lightly: "Don't worry, I just used my ability to cast a hypnotic spell on him, that's all, it won't endanger his life."

(End of this chapter)