The blazing light was so brilliant that it was almost blinding.
Many people subconsciously raised their hands to cover their eyes, but some people still stared at that place, their eyes blinked and refused to miss anything.
Among them, naturally including yuan Ruili and others.
God knows how much effort he spent, so he didn''t rush up immediately and take mu Qinglan down!
Yuan Yikang and others have been speechless, just staring at them, with complex thoughts.
Other members of the yuan family, however, realized something and fell silent one after another. I dare not even look in the direction of Yuan Ruili.
In this tormented time, the two chessboards have completely disintegrated!
Finally, two figures suddenly flew out of the violent power!
Bang!
They each fell heavily to the ground!
The impact was so strong that the ground trembled!
The crowd looked at it quickly.
——What is the result?
Just now mu Qinglan fell into a dead end and finally fought desperately. I don''t know
When they saw their appearance, many people took a cold breath.
——This has almost become two bloody people!
Both of them were covered with black and white wounds. On their arms, shoulders and backs, they could vaguely see wound after wound of skin and flesh.
Some, even deep bone can be seen.
Lu Yun lay on the ground, almost all his clothes had been dyed red and was dying.
One of his legs seemed to have broken and his chest was deeply collapsed. It seemed that it was very difficult to move, which was really shocking.
Suddenly something flew out and landed beside him.
When I looked at it, it was a chessboard with a palm size.
It''s life and death chess!
But at this time, the chessboard was also stained with blood and looked scarred.
Everyone was speechless.
Who could have thought that a powerful Saint would end up like this?
And his opponent is only mu Qinglan at the peak of the Lord!
Mu Qinglan''s situation at this time is almost the same as Lu Yun.
Her left arm was broken, and the wound on her shoulder showed thick white bones.
His face and body were covered with blood.
A touch of red flew back to her.
It''s the yuan lamp.
At this time, the sea of stars has disappeared, leaving only the red lantern floating quietly.
It seemed that the light was much dimmer.
Both of them are obviously seriously injured, and even... Can''t fight any more!
At this time, Lu Yun finally moved!
He managed to prop himself up and tried several times before he succeeded.
But the first thing he did was to see mu Qinglan.
Because his face was covered with blood, people couldn''t see his expression.
Many people looked at each other in surprise - should this be Lu Yun''s win?
But soon, mu Qinglan suddenly had a movement!
She was shocked, coughed twice and choked with blood.
But at this time, she couldn''t care about anything. She forced herself to get up with another intact right arm.
In this way, the two will face each other again!
Mu Qinglan''s legs and stomach were trembling. If she didn''t rely on her strong will, she was afraid that she had fallen down again.
But - no!
It''s not easy to get to this point. How can she lose!?
Mu Qinglan raised her hand and wiped the blood off her lips, but one hand was sticky and greasy.
There was more blood on her hand.
She looked down and saw the blood. She knew how embarrassed she was at this time without looking in the mirror.
But she laughed.
"What about this game...?"
She looked at Lu Yun, her eyes bright as stars.
Lu Yun sighed in his heart.
He knew that mu Qinglan was at the end of a powerful crossbow at this time, and was basically supporting himself, but his eyes were still burning with crazy war spirit.
As if she would continue to fight as long as he spoke!
In fact, if he really insisted on continuing, mu Qinglan might not even have the strength to go forward.
But
"Draw."
Lu Yun opened his mouth and covered up many complex emotions.
Mu Qinglan''s lips were hooked and smiled slowly.
A draw is really the best result she can win.
"How can this be a draw?"
The people of huoyun pavilion are not happy about it.
Although the situation of both of them is very bad, it is obvious that Lu Yun is better than mu Qinglan!
Why doesn''t he go on?
Maybe as long as one punch, you can completely win mu Qinglan!
Lu Heng turned back and gave those people a warning look.
The voice of discussion stopped abruptly.
Lu Heng smiled coldly.
What about a draw?
The ethereal God sect has no power to fight again.
They have won.
Besides, Lu Yun obviously has no combat effectiveness now. He can''t hold the next game if he wins.
it ends in a draw?
indifferent.
Mu Qinglan looked at Yuan Chenghe and smiled less.
"Yuancheng and elder, now... Can we announce the results?"
Yuan Chenghe looked at her deeply, as if something was surging in his chest.
How could she... Pretend like nothing happened?
Yuan lamp!
small bell!
tune!
Her identity has been exposed!
But how did she react?
At this time, you still have to worry about a draw?
Yuan Cheng and Qiji laughed back.
"Huoyun Pavilion, Lu Yun, fight... Misty God sect... Mu, Qing, LAN - ping!"
When shouting the name "Mu Qinglan", Yuan Chenghe deliberately accentuated his tone.
Everyone heard something wrong, and the voice that had just become agitated lowered again.
At this point, mu Qinglan, as a mere master, has reached the peak of the holy master of the cloud Pavilion in the three wars!
Two wins and one draw!
Such brilliant achievements are enough to make her famous all over the world!
Since then, the name "Mu Qinglan" is bound to be remembered by countless people!
Originally, this should be a blood boiling thing, but at this time, there is a strange silence on and off the court.
Mu Qinglan seemed unconscious. Hearing this, he was finally relieved.
She turned, as if to go down.
As soon as he moved, Yuan Ruili''s voice was as cold as hail!
"Mu Qinglan, it seems that you should explain some things?"
Although it is a question, every word is sonorous and cold!
Many people are subconsciously shrunk.
——The wrath of God cannot be underestimated!
Mu Qinglan steps once, then turns around and looks up at Yuan Ruili.
Her eyes were clear, cold and open.
"Explain what?"
She asked with a smile.
Seeing her like this, Yuan Ruili finally couldn''t help but raise his hand and scold:
"Say! Who the hell are you? "
Mu Qinglan raised her eyebrows gently from the corners of her eyes, and the smile became a little light.
"Naturally, I am mu Qinglan. Who else could it be? "
"You!"
Mu Qinglan''s casual appearance directly annoyed yuan Ruili to the extreme!
"The yuan lamp has appeared. Do you still want to hide it?"
In fact, what she exposed was more than a yuan lamp?
Looks!
surname!
Talent!
And the tune that only people in the yuan family can sing!
At this point, she refused to admit it?
Mu Qinglan raised her eyebrows slightly.
"Yuandeng? What is that? "
Yuan Ruili mentioned it to his chest and immediately blocked it!
Mu Qinglan suddenly thought of something and said:
"Ah... Do you mean this thing?"
With that, she raised her hand and lifted the yuan lamp in her hand, shaking it gently.
"Isn''t this a red lantern? It''s called Yuandeng! "
affectation!
Yuan Ruili really couldn''t figure it out. How could mu Qinglan pretend that he didn''t know anything?
He took a deep breath and smiled angrily.
"You said, you don''t know what this is? But just now, you are very familiar with how to use this yuan lamp! Do you still want to deny? "
Mu Qinglan smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes.
"Of course I''m familiar with it, because it''s mine. Yes? Is this not mine, but yours? "
Of course it''s ours!
Yuan Ruili couldn''t help but blurt out this sentence.
But after all, he was used to the wind and waves. At this time, he probably guessed that mu Qinglan wanted to die and didn''t admit it, so he sneered and asked:
"Since you admit that this thing is yours... Don''t you already admit your identity?"
Mu Qinglan blinked and looked a little impatient.
"Patriarch yuan, I really don''t know what you''re talking about. If you insist that there is something wrong with this yuan lamp... Then I will tell you the truth. This so-called yuan lamp was unintentionally obtained by me in a valley before. Somehow, you are holding on to me. Does it really have anything to do with your yuan clan? "
Yuan Ruili will believe her. It''s the hell!
He looked sarcastically at mu Qinglan.
"It seems that you really don''t want to admit... It seems that you don''t care about the life and death of the owner of the yuan lamp."
Mu Qinglan''s eyes flashed slightly, looked straight at him, and the corners of his mouth bent.
"I really don''t understand the words of patriarch yuan. The owner of this yuan lamp is me, isn''t it? Oh, if you mean the former master... I saw her die with my own eyes. "
The expression on Yuan Ruili''s face finally cracked.
Mu Qinglan handed the yuan lamp with a smile.
"If you don''t believe it, the yuan family can personally check it when they grow up and see who the original owner of the yuan lamp is?"