"I tell you, as long as I am here, even if I lose two or three points, there will definitely be a place in the Jade Girl Peak in the top three. So, when I do things, you just obey, have you heard that?!"

"I heard it."

The team members said in unison.

Liang Qiong nodded with satisfaction.

Then he turned around and looked at Ling Feixue, "Why are you still standing there? Go up."

"Finishxue, don't go, I want to see how she can do us!" Long Jiaojiao grabbed Ling Feixue.

"It's okay, I'll be careful," Ling Feixue finally got on the ring.

The opponent of Jade Girl Peak is Kuai Yuefeng, who ranked fifth in the last ranking game.

Shortly after Ling Feixue came on stage, she urged a burly man to walk up to Yue Feng.

This big man is over eight feet tall, has dark skin, and his veins on his arms swell up, looking very powerful.

He held a huge mountain-opening axe in his hand and put it on the ring casually after he went on stage.

With a "boom", the ring swayed slightly.

Ling Feixue's face looked a little ugly.

The opponent is much stronger than her.

She is the King of Martial Arts, but opposite her is the real King of Martial Arts!

And looking at the other party's aura, even among the Martial Emperor, he is not a weak person.

This kind of competition is not necessary at all, and you will definitely lose!

"Ling Feixue, you are not afraid, you want to admit defeat."

Just when Ling Feixue was in a dilemma, Liang Qiong's voice suddenly came into his ears with mockery.

Liang Qiong deliberately raised the volume so that everyone around him watched.

"You can rest assured that I, Ling Feixue, will only be defeated in the battle and will never admit defeat!"

Ling Feixue's eyes were firm.

Liang Qiong didn't say anything else, a sneer of a successful scheming appeared on the corner of her mouth, then glanced at the black-faced man and nodded slightly.

In the distance, Zhan Wuque, who was always paying attention to this place, felt a sudden slap in his heart.

Oh no, Liang Qiong seems to have colluded with Ling Feixue’s opponent!

Could it be that these are all planned!

So, what is Liang Qiong’s purpose?!

Zhan Wuque clenched his fists secretly. If Ling Feixue was too long and too short, Liang Qiong would have taken his life!

"The competition begins!"

The referee said loudly.

Then, the formation opened and surrounded the competition field.

The reason why it is opened? The formation is, on the one hand, to block the aftermath of the battle, and on the other hand, to prevent someone from going in to make trouble.

"My lady, seeing how beautiful you are, I can't bear to do it anymore," the black-faced man carried the mountain-opening axe, with a bit of evil light in his eyes, and looked at Ling Feixue up and down.

"snort!"

Ling Feixue didn't say nonsense and directly sacrificed a sword.

"Water Rain and Pear Blossom!"

With a clear shout, thousands of sword shadows transformed out and swept towards the black-faced man.

The man held the axe in one hand and waved it forward.

A black axe shadow that was ten feet long shot out immediately.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, all the sword shadows dissipated in an instant.

Ling Feixue fell backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

"puff!"

She squirted out a mouthful of blood and her face turned pale.

"Feixue, give up quickly!"

Ling'er shouted.

"Yes, stop beating, you are no match for him!" Long Jiaojiao was also dissuading him.

"You two, shut up!!" Liang Qiong shouted, glaring at Ling'er and Long Jiaojiao.

"I haven't lost yet, I haven't lost yet."

Ling Feixue barely stood up from the ground. She activated all the strange fire in her body, condensed into a fire sword, and slashed towards the big man.

"boom!"

The black-faced man inserted the mountain axe into the ground, and a wave of air suddenly rose, instantly smashing the fire sword and hit Ling Feixue's abdomen without diminishing force.

"Bang!"

Ling Feixue hit the formation light cover on the edge, and a sound of bone cracks came from her body.

Three of her ribs were broken, and her internal organs were seriously injured. She couldn't stand up now.

"Give up, you are not his opponent, you have tried your best!"

At this moment, a gentle voice came into Ling Feixue's mind.

It's Zhan Wuque!

At this time, he was outside the formation, only a hundred meters away from Ling Feixue.

Ling Feixue reluctantly looked up and looked at Zhan Wuque outside the formation, with a wry smile on her face.

She also knew that she was not an opponent, but she didn't want to give up so easily.

Liang Qiong's aggressiveness is only one reason, but on the other hand, she does not want to disappoint the master on the high platform.

No matter what, she wants to last.

But now, she really couldn't hold on.

The difference in strength between the two was too big, and she couldn't even block the opponent's casual blow.

After thinking about it, Ling Feixue took a breath and said, "I admit...lose!"

"die!"

At this moment, the black-faced man suddenly rose up and fell down with an axe as if he hadn't heard it.

Because he was close to him and then suddenly took action, no one expected that he would do such a thing!

So many people didn't react.

Leng Shuang suddenly opened her eyes, and anger appeared in her eyes.

But even if she is the sect leader, it would be too late to take action at this time!

Because there is still a layer of formation on the ring.

It's too late to forcefully break the formation and save people.

On the ring, watching the huge mountain-opening axe falling towards her, Ling Feixue remembered Long Jiaojiao's previous guess.

Now it seems that as Long Jiaojiao said, Liang Qiong arranged for herself to go to the stage to get rid of herself.

The giant axe was very fast and arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Despair appeared in Ling Feixue's eyes.

No one can save her.

But at this critical moment, a shield suddenly appeared and stood in front of him.

"Bang!"

The giant axe was chopped on it and was actually bounced away from afar, and the shield did not move at all.

"this……!"

Ling Feixue was stunned, then seemed to be thinking of something and looked back.

Zhan Wuque was standing quietly behind her at this time.

"Brother Break!" Concubine Ling cried with joy.

At the critical moment, Zhan Wuque actually appeared and saved her.

"Yes," Zhan Wuque nodded and looked at the opposite side, with anger in his eyes.

"Say, she has already admitted defeat just now, why do you still kill someone?!"

Zhan Wuque's face was calm, but his heart was already burning with anger.

If he hadn't used the poisonous dragon needle to break the formation just now, Ling Feixue would have died now!
Chapter completed!