The Emperor is kidnapped, and the useless daughter destroys the three realms

Chapter 358 I Want Points

Wang Youlu glanced at her with some surprise, but only for a glance before he looked away and changed his attack method, raising his sword to chop at her.

The sword blade approached, and the sword light flashed.

The sword moves swung by Wang Youlu seemed to carry the power of thunder, making people feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

But Ruan Xihe remained calm, and even a look of confidence flashed across his eyes, and the fighting spirit in his heart became stronger.

The best defense is offense.

"Break the sky!" The red lips opened slightly, and a clear voice sounded.

Ruan Xihe did not defend but counterattacked. The sword blade flashed as his wrist turned, and his sword moves were swung out like a storm. Every sword energy contained an unparalleled momentum.

Before her sword moves even approached Wang Youlu, Wang Youlu realized the power of her sword moves and was somewhat a little bit unbelievable.

He didn't dare to take the risk and could only urgently adjust his sword moves to temporarily avoid the attack.

But with a "swish" sound, the robe on Wang Youlu's body was torn into several pieces by the sword energy, and blood oozed out instantly.

Ruan Xihe curled his lips and raised the sword again.

"Whoosh...." The air seemed to be filled with the whistling sound of swords.

The surrounding scenery became blurred, leaving only the sharp sword shadows slashing out from her hands.

The sound of flesh being cut was heard again and again. Wang Youlu wanted to block it, but in the end he couldn't and ended up with many wounds on his body.

The sword in his hand was inserted into the ground, and the whole person was half-kneeling on the ground. The originally clean courtyard gate clothes on his body had turned into bloody clothes.

Ruan Xihe stopped attacking.

There were also three wounds on her body that were deep enough to see the bones.

However, she only knew that if she won the Fengyun Trial Tower, she could enter the next level, but she didn't know how to win, and whether she had to kill her opponent?

The elder who taught the class did not mention these, perhaps because no one had ever entered the Fengyun Trial Tower, or no one had been able to successfully challenge it.

It is said that the last person who successfully challenged the first level of the Fengyun Trial Tower was a hundred years ago.

not far away.

Wang Youlu took a deep breath and stood up from the ground again, supporting himself with his sword.

Ruan Xihe originally thought that with his injuries so severe, he would not be able to fight.

Unexpectedly, he stood up again.

Although the figure in front of him was just a clone left by the real Wang Youlu, Ruan Xihe saw in him a sense of fearlessness and unwillingness to admit defeat.

As she took the time to be moved, Wuming appeared in her hand.

"But you have to die, because I want..." Ruan Xihe's compassionate eyes suddenly became firm. She raised her sword and moved forward at a certain speed, while her voice was firm and low, "Points!"

Wherever the sword light passed, it was invincible and stirred up a cloud of dust.

"Qiang!"

Wang Youlu used his sword to block Ruan Xihe's attack, but he was too weak to resist for long.

In the end, his sword was bounced several meters away.

Ruan Xihe turned the sword and went straight to Wang Youlu's face!

But when her sword was still one centimeter away from Wang Youlu's face, Wang Youlu's figure suddenly turned into a faint blue-black smoke and dissipated.

Ruan Xihe retracted his sword and was stunned for a moment.

Because she was sure that she did not hurt Wang Youlu just now, so she failed to take Wang Youlu's life.

As the dark blue smoke dissipated, the bronze drum reappeared in the air not far away.

Ruan Xihe raised his eyebrows, because when Wang Youlu appeared just now, the bronze drum disappeared.

This time, the drumsticks on both sides of the drum body flew out of thin air at the same time and hit the drum surface in unison.

"Boom!"

A heart-stirring drumbeat sounded, as if announcing that the battle had ended with Ruan Xihe's victory.

......

at this time.

Outside the Fengyun Trial Tower, a crowd of people were sitting.

Among these people, in addition to those who originally watched Ruan Xihe enter the trial tower, there were many more people who came specifically to watch the fun.

After all, the Fengyun Trial Tower has been around for so many years, and no one has successfully challenged it, and no one even dares to enter, so it is naturally a hot topic and discussion in the academy.

Not to mention, Ruan Xihe, who entered the Fengyun Trial Tower, was already famous.

To those who were watching the fun, the road of cultivation was long and there was no rush for it, so they waited outside bored, wanting to see when Ruan Xihe would be ejected.

Among these people, most of them could even be said to be there to laugh at her, and only a few were truly worried about her.

"Alas, I originally thought that the rumored junior sister was a genius, but I didn't expect that she was just a vase trying to attract everyone's attention."

"That's right. Isn't it just to attract everyone's attention that she can't wait to enter the Wind and Cloud Trial Tower? It's such a waste that she has full-level talents."

Two sarcastic voices slowly sounded in the noisy environment.

Just by listening to the tone of voice, one can sense that it is full of malice.

After all, as a freshman, his reputation is widely spread in the college, which will attract many people's envy, but also a lot of jealousy and hatred.

"She at least has the courage to go in. Do you have it?" At this moment, a voice containing a hint of anger sounded faintly.

Outside the crowd, a figure walked slowly towards them.

Although his slightly gloomy face looked a little childish, the red dot between his eyebrows made his appearance look majestic without even being angry.

With such a recognizable appearance, most people immediately knew the identity of the visitor.

The young master of the Jimo family of Tianqi Kingdom, the youngest sixth-rank alchemist, Jimo Qianyi.

There was another person following Jimo Qianyi.

The man was dressed in white, with his black hair tied up and a white headband on his forehead. His face looked even paler against the black and white background, and it seemed as if he would fall to the ground at any moment.

Someone with sharp eyes immediately recognized him, "It's the Crown Prince of Canglan Country, Mo Yuan!"

The crowd fell silent instantly.

Due to Jimo Qianyi's identity as an alchemist and Mo Yuan's status, most people are unwilling to offend them.

After all, everyone needs pills sometimes, whether it's when you're injured, poisoned, or having a breakthrough...

What's more, Mo Yuan was in poor health, and they were really afraid that Mo Yuan would collapse here.

If Mo Yuan was so angry at their words that he fell to the ground, they would not be able to explain themselves to Canglan Country!

A senior brother came out to apologize and smooth things over, "Junior Brother Jimo, Junior Brother Mo, you heard it wrong, we didn't say anything, we are all from the same academy, this is all a misunderstanding."

"Really? Did we hear it wrong?" Mo Yuan sneered, then pretended to be confused, "Then what were you talking about just now? Tell us so that we can have some fun together."

The senior brother stuttered, "I, we..."

“Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo…”

Just when this senior brother was unable to utter a word for a long time, the sound of a flute suddenly rang out from outside the crowd.

The tone is mournful, like crying and complaining, elegant and long.