Without leaving any room for Nie Xin to fight back, the Qingcang sword slammed on the bone armor like thunder and lightning. With the sword edge as the center, cracks continued to emerge. Finally, with the loud bang, the overwhelmed bone armor burst into pieces.

"Sword Qi."

Ling Bai's eyes flashed with fierce lightning, and the pineapple bean lightning sword only tore Nie Xin's bone armor. He wanted more than that!

"ah!"

A scream accompanied by the flying out of his body, Nie Xin's head suddenly turned blank.

Why did I fly?

As soon as this thought arose in his mind, Nie Xin's body had already had an intimate contact with the wall of the beast circle ten meters away, and his whole body was embedded in the wall in a zigzag shape.

Ling Bai silently took back the Qingcang Sword and said in his heart: Master Ma, please go with peace of mind. The Five Lightning Swords will surely shine in this world!

The teenagers of the Seven Treasures Glazed Glazed Sect looked at this scene in amazement. It was obvious that Nie Xin had the upper hand five minutes ago, but Ling Bai could not break his defense at all, so why did he fly out in an instant?

The first person to recover was Ning Rongrong. Seeing Nie Xin being beaten so miserably, the little witch ran to Ling Bai excitedly, hugged him and shouted:

"That's great Xiaobai! I can't stand him anymore."

Nie Xin, who was already embedded in the wall, had a trace of consciousness when he heard this and saw the intimate situation of the two of them hugging each other. The string tense in his heart suddenly relaxed and he fainted very simply.

"Xiaobai, how many months?"

Ning Rongrong, who had caused tons of psychological harm to Nie Xin but knew nothing about it, asked secretly.

Ling Bai naturally knew what Ning Rongrong was asking, so he slowly raised a finger.

"Only one month..."

Ning Rongrong looked a little disappointed, and his little face was visible to the naked eye and turned into a bun.

Ling Bai said speechlessly: "Sincere, Rongrong, the defense of the Bone Dragon Martial Soul is one of the best among the soul masters of the same level. My soul power is far inferior to him. It is good to be able to beat him until he is lying in bed for a month. Unfortunately, he fainted and couldn't make him apologize."

"That's true."

Ning Rongrong thought for a moment, and felt that what Ling Bai said made sense, and his smile climbed onto her cheek again.

"One more thing."

"Um?"

"Can you stop tying me? I'm still very tired after the battle..."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong realized that his arms were tightly wrapped around Ling Bai's waist, and his blush immediately spread all over his pretty face, so he quickly let go of him.

Ling Bai breathed a sigh of relief and finally became brisk.

He was not a fool who was confused about the charm, but he was indeed a little tired.

In the battle with Nie Xin just now, the consumption of soul power was no big deal, but the consumption of blood power by Wuzhi Demon Shadow was the main reason for his fatigue at this moment.

With the time the two were talking, Ning Xianxian had already asked someone to pick up Nie Xin, who had fainted, from the wall.

"Rongrong..."

She suddenly called out.

Ning Rongrong turned his doubtful eyes to Ning Xianxian. Although the two were cousins ​​in terms of blood, they did not have much interaction.

Ning Xianxian is closer to Nie Xin and other younger generations of the Seven Treasures Glazed Literary Sect, while Ning Rongrong has always relied on the identity of the Seven Treasures Glazed Literary Sect as a little princess and rarely deals with them.

At this moment, Ning Xianxian's face that was somewhat similar to Ning Rongrong was full of gloom, which may also be related to Nie Xin's serious injury.

"Rongrong, no matter what, Nie Xin is a disciple of Elder Bone and a member of our Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect. Ling Bai comes from the Wuhun Hall. After all, he is just an outsider. Is it a bit too much for you to help outsiders deal with Nie Xin?"

She suppressed her anger and said, biting her back teeth.

The little witch is the little witch after all. She was unmoved by Ning Xianxian's words and raised her chin arrogantly.

"I hate Nie Xin following me every day, so what's wrong with helping Xiaobai? Besides, Xiaobai is Grandpa Jian's only disciple, and his identity is not much different from Nie Xin. Do you think Grandpa Jian is also an outsider?"

"Rongrong you!"

Ning Xianxian's breath stagnated and her breathing became significantly thicker.

Her father was just a soul master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower at the Soul Emperor level, and his status was naturally not as good as Ning Fengzhi, the world's number one auxiliary system. Her status was also far from Ning Rongrong.

The most intuitive manifestation is that Ning Xianxian can only call the two titled Douluo elders, but Ning Rongrong can call her grandfather directly. She dared not say "Sword Douluo" with Ning Xianxian's courage!

Ling Bai's mouth, who witnessed everything, raised his lips slightly. Sure enough, no force in the world is united. The part of the Spirit Hall is the Pope Hall and the Douluo Hall. It seems that the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect will also show signs of division in the future.

The beginning of the split was probably between the younger generation led by Nie Xin and Ning Xianxian and the next sect leader Ning Rongrong.

Ling Bai lowered his head, and when he raised his head again, he had already changed into a great expression of sad and willingness to make sacrifices.

"Rongrong, there is no need to have conflicts with your sister for me, an outsider. Don't worry about me, take care of Nie Xin with them, I'll just go back by myself."

"Don't care about you?"

Ning Rongrong was furious: "It was me who asked you to make Nie Xin like this, how could you ignore you! Ning Xianxian don't think that I don't know you always tell Nie Xin secretly, it's your cousin! Xiaobai, let's leave, ignore them!"

After saying that, she pulled Ling Bai angrily and left, leaving Ning Xianxian alone in a daze.

Get it done!

Ling Bai secretly gave himself a thumbs up.

Whether it is the present or the future, it is enough to hold Ning Rongrong firmly in his palm. As for Ning Xianxian and others?

A hammer!

...

At night.

The bright moonlight shone into the room through the window lattice, and Ling Bai sat at the table thinking about the shortcomings of today's battle.

First of all, the Wuzhi Demon Shadow consumes too much blood power. With the current physical condition, it should not be used for a long time. More physical training should be carried out in the future.

Secondly, Nie Xin's defense skills are very exquisite and can always block the attack of the Qingcang Sword in a simple and practical way. If the extreme cold force did not invade the body, the loser of this battle would be himself.

Then……

"Dongdongdongdongdong!!!"

The rapid knock on the door interrupted Ling Bai's thoughts.

"Who, come to me if you don't sleep or meditate at night."

Ling Bai complained in a low voice, reluctantly opening the door for the other party. On the way, he couldn't help but think:

He had only been to the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect for two days, but he didn't make any friends, but offended a large group of people. Could it be that he was knocking on a stick in the middle of the night...

Wait, how could you walk through the door if you knock on a stick...

"Squeak~"

A familiar and pretty face caught Ling Bai's eyes.

"Rongrong?"

Ling Bai's tone was full of surprise, and the person who came was the little witch Ning Rongrong.

"Is there anything you have to do?"
Chapter completed!