Wutong saw that her blood was flowing like a note, her face was like paper, and she was obviously almost unable to support herself. He was cruel and drew the sword with all his strength, saying, "It's my fault for hurting Miss by mistake!" Who knows this Wu Tong still can't pull it out. She clenched the tip of the sword tightly, staring at him sensibly, her wrists getting harder.
He stared at his Black Gold Sword in amazement, bending into an almost impossible arc at the tip of the sword, and with a "slap", the resistance in his hand suddenly disappeared, and his whole person stepped back and sat on the ground. Looking at the Wujin sword again, she found that the tip of the sword was broken by her bare hands!
Wu tong was dumbfounded.
Xuanji pinched the tip of the sword with two fingers. He didn't know if it was his dizziness or the sunlight was too strong. He vaguely saw blue light in her palm, and even the pitch-black sword tip, which was more than four inches long, gave out blue light.
"Try dying once to!" She said coldly, turning her wrist gracefully, and the tip of the sword in her hand flew out like lightning. Wu Tong couldn't see her movements at all, and only felt a flower in front of him, the blue light shining at him, and when he could see clearly, the tip of the sword was in front of him.
She is actually telling him to try dying! He closed his eyes abruptly, waiting for the point of the sword to penetrate his head.
Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement. He slowly opened his eyes in horror, but saw that the tip of the sword had long lost its power and fell to his feet, and the seriously injured little girl was soaked in blood with both eyes and fell into the lake behind her. Immediately, a pale figure also jumped of the lake; it was Yu Sifeng. Yu Sifeng got Xuanji back and everyone gathered around her. Yu Sifeng saw that everyone was there to take care of her so he left. Sifeng couldn't help but sigh, thinking about he sees this little girl getting hurt in-front of his own eyes; he couldn't even protect her....
"Xuanji!" Linglong only reacted at this time and hugged her lifelessly, "Xuanji! Xuanji, don't die!" She called for a long time, but Xuan Ji did not react at all. She closed her eyes tightly and her face was pale, as if she were dead and now she was soaking wet.
Linglong was so frightened that she was so scared that she cried bitterly, and she was taking care of the culprit Wutong next to her. Until then, the people around her reacted from this series of sudden changes, yelling, watching people, taking the pulse, all surrounded.
Seeing Linglong crying almost fainted, Du Minxing couldn't help but hold her, raised his hand to hold Xuanji in his arms, and compare her nose before sighing: "Xuanji is still alive, don't shake her again. Otherwise the injury will get worse!" He hurriedly took out the Jinchuang medicine from his arms, and ignored the tears of his clothes to look at the wounds, he pours up to block the blood before talking. His hand was suddenly stopped, and when he looked up, it was Chu Yinghong and Chu Lei and his wife. "Don't move!" Chu Yinghong looked solemn, first tapped the acupuncture points around her wound, stopped the blood, and ordered Linglong who stayed aside: "Don't stay! Get out of the way!" Chu Lei picked up the little daughter, the three of them no longer cared about the chaotic scene, and hurriedly left with the seriously injured and unconscious Xuanji.
Linglong cried so hard that she couldn't speak, and hurriedly chased after her. Zhong Minyan and Du Minxing also followed worriedly. No one would have thought that this competition ended with this end, and there was an uproar.
When everyone helped Yu Jianhao off the stage, they remembered to find the culprit Wutong to settle the account. Who knew that they had searched the entire top of the mountain and couldn't find him. It turned out that he knew that things were not good, and regretted his impulse. And then just ran away secretly.
Yu Jianhao helped the master Gu Ronggu, and said with a fist, "The disciple is useless...Master..." Master Ronggu shook his head, "Don't blame you, you are already fine. Elder Jiang!"
After he finished speaking, there was already a gray-bearded old man on the opposite side, with a face full of shame, and a deep bow to him, whispered: "Subordinates...there is no way to discipline...I really have no face to face the valley owner... "
Valley Lord Rong looked around and said coldly, "Where is Wutong?"