Although he had the previous experience of Beichen Ying, Luo Haochen was afraid that Situ Ming would pull out the Chixiao Sword, so he gritted his teeth and stood up.
Nangong Liuyun glanced at him indifferently, his expression cold and unfathomable.
Luo Haochen took a deep breath and concentrated all his spiritual power on his right palm.
The spiritual power from his right palms roared out, causing waves of subtle fluctuations.
Luo Haochen was not careless. He stared at the Chixiao Sword, controlled his breathing, and walked up slowly step by step.
He carefully stretched out his right palm, and formed complex fingerprints with his fingers. The restrictive ripples of the Chixiao Sword itself spread to both sides, revealing a tiny crack.
Luo Haochen was overjoyed!
He didn't expect that the family's secret fingerprint could actually dispel the restriction ripples. Although it was only a tiny gap, it was enough for him!
Luo Haochen stretched his right palm towards the Chixiao Sword inch by inch, and finally grasped the hilt of the Chixiao Sword tightly!
"Brother is so great!" Luo Dieyi's eyes widened.
Seeing Luo Haochen grasp the hilt of the sword so easily, Luo Dieyi cheered happily and clapped loudly, jumping and dancing as if Luo Haochen had successfully obtained the Chixiao Sword.
Li Yaoyao snorted in annoyance, "You haven't got it yet, be careful not to get too excited!"
Li Yaoyao is still resentful that the Luo brothers and sisters did not help her in the last round.
Luo Dieyi glanced at Li Yaoyao complacently: "Go ahead and be jealous, I'm too lazy to care about you." She turned her head, waved her fist, and excitedly shouted encouragement: "Brother is the best!"
She also wanted to wait until her brother pulled out the Chixiao Sword before helping him pull out the Chengying Sword!
At this moment, all eyes in the audience were focused on Luo Haochen.
Luo Haochen closed his eyes tightly, and the noisy sounds from the outside world seemed to have no effect on him.
He concentrated and held his breath, pouring all his spiritual energy into the five fingers gripping the hilt of the sword. Suddenly, his eyes flashed open and he shouted, "Get up!!!"
At this moment, something unexpected happened.
When everyone blinked again, the Chixiao Sword was still there motionless, but Luo Haochen's figure had disappeared.
It turned out that when Luo Haochen shouted loudly, he did not pull out the Chixiao Sword, but he himself was directly shocked and flew up.
Fortunately, Beichen Ying was prepared and retreated to the side early, otherwise he would have been the one knocked over by Luo Haochen.
Like Beichen Ying, Luo Haochen's body slammed heavily against the stone wall of the coffin, and his bones made a crisp sound.
"Brother—" Luo Dieyi exclaimed and ran up loudly.
Li Yaoyao said coldly: "I told him he couldn't do it."
Luo Dieyi glared at Li Yaoyao with hatred.
"Time is running out, Situ Ming, come here." Nangong Liuyun gave the order directly.
Situ Ming originally wanted to be humble, but when he thought of Nangong Liuyun's abnormal strength, if he let Nangong Liuyun go first, then he would have no chance.
Thinking of this, Situ Ming nodded: "Okay, Second Senior Brother, I'll take advantage of you."
Situ Ming took a deep breath and walked towards the Chixiao Sword.
Li Yaoyao's face changed color...
"Second Brother!" Li Yaoyao's voice was filled with a hint of anger and threat!
Hadn't she already hinted to Second Brother to help her get the Chengying Sword? How could Second Brother be so selfish!
Situ Ming nodded apologetically to Li Yaoyao, but his steps were still steady as he walked towards the Chixiao Sword.
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