"Our competition is very simple. From writing to ten thousand, no mistakes are allowed. After making mistakes, write from the beginning. The time is half an hour. If one of you writes ten thousand, you will win. If no one completes it and I complete it, I will win, and I can't complete it, then it will be considered a draw. As long as it is not me, I will return this woman to you."

The woman in red looked at the only humane words left in Yunwu Village.

It was such a weird girl. Xiao Yan was speechless when he looked at the woman in front of him. In a riot, this kind of killing place would make people feel impetuous. Not to mention writing from ten thousand, even if writing from a thousand, I am afraid that these people who are used to dancing swords and swords will not be able to complete it.

When the woman's words had just fallen, before the people from Yunwu Village could react, white paper and pen flew out of the woman's ring and divided into more than a dozen pieces to fly towards the people from Yunwu Village.

The soul power at the peak of the Emperor Realm really underestimated her. Xiao Yan was also glad that he had not attacked this woman, otherwise even she might not be able to defeat this woman.

However, judging from the questioning of the woman in red, her meaning was obvious, just to delay time.

"You don't have to think about sneaking into me while I'm writing. I promise, if you really have this kind of thought, the consequences will be serious." After the woman said all this, she said to Qing'er: "Don't think about running away, you can't escape."

The woman did not hold the pen with her hands. Under the influence of the powerful soul power, a piece of white paper was suspended in front of the woman. Under the influence of the soul power, the pen wrote down numbers on the white paper.

Many people in Yunwu Village have already started writing. Although they don’t know what the purpose of the woman in red is, they can only do it according to the woman in red. Qing'er is not only Qian Feng’s wife, but also the only bloodline preserved by the leader of Yunwu Village. They must give it a try.

Xiao Jian and Xue Rou looked at each other, hesitating a little, not knowing whether they should write it.

"Don't write anymore. Please help me protect the Dharma. Since she wants to delay time, I will not let her do it." Xiao Yan looked at the woman in red who had already started writing with absolute confidence on her face.

This matter is difficult for others. However, it is not difficult for Xiao Yan, whose soul power has reached the peak of the Emperor Realm. Xiao Yan can be more dedicated and does not have any pressure to complete this competition in front of him.

When Xiao Jian and Xue Rou heard this, they simply stopped writing and stood beside Xiao Yan to protect Xiao Yan.

Next, a group of people from Yunwu Village saw an incredible scene. More than a dozen pieces of white paper were suspended in front of Xiao Yan. All of these white papers were unfolded. Then, more than a dozen pens scattered and fell on the white papers. Suddenly, a series of numbers appeared rapidly on the paper.

Many people from Yunwuzhai looked at this scene and their faces fell into a daze. They wrote before Xiao Yan, but they were left far behind by Xiao Yan. Some people dripped ink on their paper, polluting the numbers they had already written, and all their work was in vain.

Although Xiao Yan's actions attracted a lot of attention, Qian Feng was not panicked at all, and he was still not fast or slow, and he wrote carefully. Yi Chuan, as the commander of the three armies, Yi Chuan's heart is much calmer than many people, and it is not easy to make mistakes.

The woman in red just looked at Xiao Yan with her own light, but she didn't react, and she still slowly wrote her numbers.

If outsiders see this scene, they will definitely be shocked. When will this group of people who make a living by killing do something so quietly?

About a stick of incense, white paper fell from the air in an orderly manner into Xiao Yan's hands. Xiao Yan said with a smile on his lips: "Miss, I have completed it as agreed, let me release you."

After Xiao Yan finished speaking, the huge soul power brought the white paper in Xiao Yan's hand to the woman in red.

When the paper in Xiao Yan's hand was delivered to the woman, Xiao Yan felt a powerful soul power directly taking over Xiao Yan's paper. Just a contact, Xiao Yan understood that although they were all at the peak of the Emperor Realm, the other party's soul power was still above her.

"I don't need the help of an enemy, the competition continues." At this moment, the woman who had not spoken suddenly said the first sentence.

Xiao Yan's heart was also hit hard at this moment. Only then did Xiao Yan pay attention to this woman who had never even looked at her directly.

Xiao Yan helped save her. On the one hand, although Xiao Yan was ashamed of Qian Feng, he still felt a little guilty and hoped to resolve the conflict with Qian Feng through this opportunity. On the other hand, Xiao Yan was also trying to save time. If he really waited for the arrival of Xiashan's army, he would probably only have a few people who could survive here.

The woman in red shrugged and said to Xiao Yan: "It's a pity that others don't appreciate it anymore, you're out."

"You..." Xiao Yan looked at the woman in red and almost ran away.

"Don't worry about our affairs, I want to win Qing'er back by myself." At this moment, Qian Feng's voice also came.

After hearing Qian Feng's words, Xiao Yan had no choice but to take the paper sent back by the woman in red back into his hand. The sky fire appeared and burned all the paper.

Good intentions are like donkeys' liver and lungs. When you cry, Xiao Yan slowly walked back, and he could only expect Qian Feng to complete it as soon as possible.

In the distance, Yi Chuan had already finished writing, but he happened to hear Qian Feng and Qing'er's words, looked at the paper in his hand, and the fighting spirit emerged, crushing the paper in his hand.

"Don't worry, if she was really Hong Yuxia, then Qing'er should be fine, and we should be fine too." Yi Chuan looked at the woman in red there and came to Xiao Yan's side and said softly.

"You know each other?" Xiao Yan said to Yi Chuan.

Yi Chuan shook his head and did not answer Xiao Yan. He just turned his attention to Qian Feng. In Yunwu Village, the ones who were most likely to accomplish this were Qian Feng and Mr. Mu, but Mr. Mu was old after all, and all his hopes could only be placed on Qian Feng.

About two-thirds of the time passed. When Qian Feng was writing nine thousand, a woman in red suddenly picked up the toes in the distance and flew towards Qian Feng. Xiao Yan's face changed and he also kicked out a stone. The two stones collided together, but the two people's powers blew the words that Yi Chuan was writing, and Qian Feng also wrote incorrectly because of the shift of the paper.

"What do you want?" Qian Feng's power surged out and pressed towards the woman in red.

"I have never said it from beginning to end. It will make you write quietly and be willing to accept the loss." The woman in red curled her lips.

Qian Feng slowly suppressed his emotions and said, "The time has not come yet, and the outcome is not certain."

Xiao Yan looked at this scene and knew that it would be impossible to deal with the woman in red with the same method. For the sake of the present, he had to help Qian Feng break through the power of his soul to the peak of the Emperor Realm.
Chapter completed!