Heaven Awakening Path

Everyone was surprised that such coincidences were so dramatic. Even Ding couldn't bear to look at Jiangning, the examiner in charge of the selection, and he suspected that it was the result of Jiangning's control.

But Jiangning was also surprised. He hasn't been bold enough to give Miss Qin's showdown the initiative. All he did was avoid the confrontation subgroups they were planning to arrange, but this was tantamount to shrinking the crowd, and Qin Sang and Ling Ziyan's chances of encountering the group did improve.

But everyone was just surprised by the coincidence, and no one felt suspicious about the outcome of this set of showdowns.

“Qin Song, Ling Ziyan.” The examiner named and showed the two of them appearing.

Qin Sang also had a surprised look on her face. Ling Ziyan stood behind her oblique face. Aside from surprise, more is fear.

“Miss...” Ling Ziyan shouted in awkwardness.

“Humph...” Qin Sang snorted coldly, and walked forward without returning his head. It was just a backhand, listening to “So”. Ling Ziyan's back of Quiying sword was as if he had eyes, and flew out of his sheath into Qin Sang's hands. She walked in with a sword and stood with a gloomy face.

A lot of people look at her like that, and they're a little upset. This luminous selection is random, if not random, it is also assigned by the examiner. In short, it has nothing to do with Ling Ziyan. Qin Sang's breath sounds unreasonable.

Everyone's got a little bit of anticipation. The proud Miss Qin family, if defeated by her back sword maid, the scene must be interesting.

However, everyone was just silent thinking, but no one dared to stand opposite Qin Sang and make a noise for Ling Ziyan, except for one person.

“Go on, hit her!” Su Tang waved, of course shouting at Ling Ziyan.

“Take it easy.” Luping, who was bandaging Su Tang's right hand, quickly said.

“Blood dumped on my face.” Side by side the blood spot on Sifan's face. Su Tang's hand was still bleeding. He shook his arm and spilled Sifan's face.

“Sorry, sorry.” Su Tang hurriedly returned his hand to Luping and continued to wrap it. He looked at Ling Ziyan as he spoke to Xifan.

Ling Ziyan is still hesitating and still scared. Su Tang's high solidarity gave her a glance this way, but obviously it didn't give her much courage. Her eyes quickly turned back and looked at Qin Sang, who had already entered the room, overwhelmed.

“What are you stalling about!” Qin Sang shouted impatiently.

Qin Sang's words are an order to her, as she has been since she remembered. Hearing Qin Sang's reprimand, she ran forward without hesitation, but only a few steps later realized that today's situation was not quite the same as it used to be, and she was suddenly even more overwhelmed.

“Let's do it!” Qin Sang did not wait for the examiner to speak, and this has already been done. Sword like a dragon, a stream of light directly stabbed Ling Ziyan.

Boring showdown.

Qin Sang thought so in her heart, so she wanted to end it quickly, in her view, this sword was enough.

Fast, amazing and extraordinary sword.

This is a sword mastered by the Qin family's blood inheritance exotic light flying dance, but it can not be carried out by anyone.

But in Ling Ziyan's eyes, this sword she also has a feeling that no one else has.

A familiar sword.

She grew up with Qin Sang since childhood, watched Qin Sang eat, watched Qin Sang sleep, watched Qin Sang cultivate the strength of the spirit, watched Qin Sang practice sword.

She has a lot of scars still on her body. Those are all Qin Sang's swords when practicing as a target. The mailings and mailings can not be left with comfort.

Qin Sang has been using the Kui Yingbao sword, level 5 Divine Soldier. The last time Ling Ziyan was injured, he lay in bed for a month. As soon as he was able to get down, he immediately followed Qin Sang in front of the saddle and behind him.

Many Qin family members said that she was very fatal. From the day Qin Song started taking her hairy sword practice, everyone thought she would definitely die.

As a result, she survived. From the time she reached Qin Song, she stopped practicing her sword. She didn't know how many times she had been wounded, but she finally survived.

Everyone said it was a miracle. Only Ling Ziyan knew that it was not just luck. As Qin Sang's realm continued to improve, she became more and more familiar with Qin Sang's intelligence and sword skills. It also includes the thought of Qin Sang, the habit of Qin Sang, she is subconsciously clear.

Sword, dodge!

She has not been practiced by Qin Sauna for a long time, but this condition reflects the general habit, although it is still there.

Ling Ziyan rolled the belt upside down, her posture was incredible, but Qin Song's beautiful and astonishing sword flashed by her.

Her movements didn't stop there either, as if she were a bird of shock, panicking and running.

Next……

Ling Ziyan subconsciously directed her movements, but soon she discovered that Qin Song had stopped.

One sword missed?

And to Ling Ziyan, this stupid girl who can't do anything?

Qin Sang was surrounded by a deep sense of frustration, followed by deep frustration.

The sword rises again and the light flies!

Others just looked around and felt frightened and frightened, did not join Qin Sang in the group, it was great luck for them to come.

Ling Ziyan's figure is still ugly, or it can't be called a figure at all. The so-called way of being is to live, and change is wonderful. Ling Ziyan's actions were rigid and rigid, and no such irrelevant way of doing the routine.

But this sword, which is heartbreaking, has been avoided.

One could be luck, two could be coincidence, so three or four times?

It is not three or four times now, it is already the sixteenth sword issued by Qin Sang. The bright swordlight covers almost the entire battlefield, but Ling Ziyan's figure still travels through the intertwined swordlight.

Famous mainland, the enviable Qin family blood followed by the exotic flowing light dance? Now that we have gone to appreciate this, everyone is looking at Ling Ziyan in amazement. The back sword girl of Qin Song, the sword sheath of Quingbao sword even carried on her back at this time.

“Kind of interesting.” The Dragon Lord of Zhilingcheng on the observation deck showed a very different attitude.

“What do you think?” He said to the one sitting next to him.

There are not many people who are eligible to sit on an equal footing with the owner of Zhiling City. At present, this is Liang Zheng, the third young master of the Liang family.

“Hmm.” Liang just seemed to respond casually, but people had risen up and turned to quickly walk down the observation deck without saying hello to Dragon .

“Heh…” Long smiled, not saying anything, but clearly in his heart.

Too many people know only surprises, but they don't realize what that means.

This is the way to completely flash the Qin family's glitter dance. It is the way that Qin family blood has inherited a way that has never appeared in nearly a millennium. Even if this is just a glittering dance carried out by Qin Song's younger children, who can be sure that there can be no further improvement in the identity of this backsword girl?

Only the surprised ones, I'm afraid, are completely unaware that what they see may be enough to destroy a family that has been inherited from the continent for nearly a thousand years.

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Good evening!