Douluo Dalu: Legend of Blood and Ice

Hearing this, Leng Xueyuan turned her head, and a man in gorgeous clothes came into view. The man has short bright red hair that looks like a dancing flame, which is particularly eye-catching. Occupying the left half of the dress is a lifelike phoenix soaring through the nine heavens. Maybe it was the man's arrogant look, or maybe he was too conceited, which made him feel that the originally gorgeous and noble clothes were so inappropriate for him.

Xue Yuan made a gesture to the others and walked straight towards the man. Seeing this, several people were about to say something, but Ling Mo shook his head and stopped them.

"Xiaomo, aren't we going?" Tang Bailing said slightly worriedly.

"Do you still remember what I said, the angry little Yuan is the most terrifying thing?" Ling Mo's eyes never left the beautiful figure that was not far away from him.

At this time, Xue Yuan has already arrived in front of the red-haired man. Her dark blue twin ponytails hang down to her slender waist. She has skin as white as mutton fat and a face that is unforgettable. Under her feet are jade-footed lotus steps. Moving lightly, the whole person's temperament was noble and dignified, which quickly attracted the red-haired man's attention. The originally arrogant look on the man's face instantly disappeared, and there was even more of a smile on his face.

Xue Yuan just glanced at the man and walked straight past him as if she hadn't seen him.

The moment the two people passed each other, Xue Yuan suddenly turned around and kicked the man in the back without any explanation. With the help of inertia, the other foot also kicked hard, and the two The locations of the kicks were surprisingly consistent, and there was only a click, and the cracking of bones sounded in the extreme silence.

The few people hiding in the dark, except Ling Mo, were all stunned. They didn't expect Xue Yuan to be so simple and rude.

The pain from his back made the man crack his mouth in pain, and the smile he wanted to show his kindness froze on his face, and the fierceness in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

"Xiao Nizi is really ruthless. I want to see if you can still be as arrogant as you are now if I catch you." The red-haired man looked at Xue Yuan again, with a hint of ambiguity flashing in his eyes.

"If you can't even release your martial spirit, what do you have to be arrogant?" Leng Xueyuan's eyes were cold, and his words were full of sarcasm.

Hearing this, the man's expression became ferocious. It must be said that Xue Yuan's unexpected attack just now caused the soul power in his body to become a little scattered. It was difficult to condense the soul power within a few minutes. This also caused the martial soul to be weak during this period. Guilt cannot be released. For this kind of person in the sect who is so pretentious just because of his martial soul talent, once he loses his martial soul, he will become a punching bag for others to vent their anger on.

"So what if I can't use my martial spirit, I will still win." The man's innate arrogance made him not even think about losing. Instead, he sped up and rushed straight towards Xue Yuan, waving his arms and bending his fingers. fist. Seeing this, Xue Yuan smiled faintly and just stumbled to dodge. She put her hands on his shoulders, jumped up on the ground, quickly contracted her legs and landed on the man's injured back again.

Click! There was another crisp cracking sound, and the man's body fell to the ground again.

"Have you ever heard of Phoenix drying its wings? I don't recommend letting you taste that feeling." Xueyuan's empty bell rang, making several people not far away shiver. When Wang Haidi saw the man's embarrassment, he exclaimed and became excited. "Xiao Yuan is so fierce. He actually thought of this method to put the other party directly on the same level as himself."

"It's not over"

Ling Mo spoke calmly, and his eyes focused on the palm of Xue Yuan's right hand. If you look carefully, you will see a faint light in it.

After a short observation, Ling Mo clearly felt that the person in front of him had very low actual combat experience, which made him full of doubts. For a large sect like the Phoenix Sect, no matter how pampered the status, it is impossible for the actual combat experience to be so bad, just like Even if Mr. Bai Hu is the son of the sect leader, he believes that he doesn’t even have any actual combat experience. Mo Yanhen is an example, why is this?

The Snow Soul Ice Crystal Sword flashed out in Xueyuan's right hand, and the figure under her feet began to change. Every change of movement revealed a dancing charm. The sword in her hand was swung so gracefully, but no one is going now. She paid attention to what Xue Yuan looked like when she was dancing with the sword, but was surprised that each of her swords would stab the man in a very short time. Soon the man's body was covered with wounds, and the blood covered the man's head with the gorgeous phoenix embroidered on it. All the clothes were stained red.

In comparison, Xue Yuan was still spotless in her light blue dress. She looked at the man in a daze as he lowered his head and murmured, "I thought my martial soul was powerful but neglected the training of my actual combat. I spent a lot of time studying hard for no reason. So what if I am a titled Douluo?"

"Xiao Yuan," Wang Haidi said cautiously while drooling.

"Don't worry, he won't die. I just want him to have a taste of the phoenix drying its wings so that he can remember it. But when he returns to the main gate, I'm afraid he won't have a good life. The phoenix will be worse than a grass chicken after landing." After saying this, Xue Yuanqing After laughing out loud, several people behind him took a few steps back. They finally understood why Ling Mo said that Xue Yuan was a nightmare. At this moment, there was nothing about Xue Yuan that suited her better than a nightmare.

"Anyway, this guy won't be able to wake up in a short time. Let's go to that pawn shop and see if there's anything that might interest you." Wang Haidi suddenly changed the subject and moved toward the small, dilapidated looking room. As he walked upstairs, it didn't matter how many people there were. They had never shown up anyway. Even if the man was good at it, he would only recognize Xue Yuan. But so what? Xue Yuan's strength was lower than that of the man, not to mention coming from Shrek Academy. What if the Phoenix Sect is there?

Thinking of these people, they followed Wang Haidi into the small building. They wanted to know where the special thing Wang Haidi was talking about was.