My Wife, Something is Wrong

  Chapter 878 Break the body and sacrifice the soul, fight to the death!

  Moon shake?

  As soon as the name came out, the audience suddenly became silent.

   It seems to have a magical power.

  At this moment, all the noisy voices disappeared.

  Everyone in Misty Immortal Sect, from elders to disciples, all looked at her in astonishment.

  The practitioners of other sects were also shocked.

   At the beginning, this name resounded through the areas controlled by the three major immortal sects and the misty immortal sect.

  At the beginning, everyone knew about her and Misty Immortal Sect.

   Misty Immortal Sect came here today not just to negotiate with Dayan.

   It is said that this girl violated the contract signed with Misty Immortal Sect, so today, Misty Immortal Sect will bring her back to the sect for punishment.

   Or abolish the cultivation base and imprison for a lifetime.

   Or life and death are unpredictable.

   Ordinarily, she should find a way to avoid, or run away, or take the initiative to admit her mistake and beg for mercy.

   But at this moment.

  She took the initiative to stand up and said that she would help Dayan to fight against Misty Immortal Sect!

  So, all the practitioners were shocked.

  Of course, the ones who were more shocked were naturally Misty Immortal Sect.

  They were not only shocked, but outraged.

  Even the Great Elder of Misty Immortal Sect, who had always been extremely calm, suddenly became gloomy at this moment.

   Several of the young disciples behind him had never seen this legendary sect saint.

   Suddenly saw it at this time, and they were all looking at it with complicated eyes.

Lan Ling sneered coldly: "She only came here today for her soul, and her body is for someone else's. Hmph, I guess it's because she's afraid of being embarrassed. She's really looking for death. She broke the contract signed at the beginning, and now she wants to come here on her own initiative." Challenge our Misty Immortal Sect! Elders, you must not spare her this time!"

at this time.

  Penglai Xiandao's holy son Xuanyuan Yu also stood not far away, looking at the icy figure in the field.

  The field was silent for a few breaths.

Lan Ling suddenly sneered and said: "Yue Yao, you are practicing the skills of my Misty Immortal Sect, and you are going to duel with my disciples of Misty Immortal Sect today! You came here today with someone else's body, don't you even have a face?" Did you forget to bring it?"

  Yue Yao stood there motionless and did not speak.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded from behind Bai Yishan: "Which eye of yours has seen Miss Yueyao using the skills of your Misty Immortal Sect? You know it before she does it? You just put it on Do you see with the eyes of a dog, or with the eyes behind your ass?"

  As soon as these words came out, the practitioners around couldn't help laughing.

   But thinking that the other party was a member of Misty Immortal Sect, they immediately covered their mouths again, but they all began to hold back their laughter and started discussing in low voices.

  Lan Ling looked gloomy at the place where the sound came from, and said coldly, "Who said that just now?"

  Behind Bai Yishan stood not only the nine young disciples who were about to join the battle, but also other people.

  At this time, everyone in Dayan looked at her mockingly, and no one admitted it.

   Lan Ling gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you dare to speak, dare not admit it?"

   Still no one paid any attention to her.

  Lan Lingqi's face was livid, and when she was about to continue looking for the person who scolded her just now, Yueyang Tower next to her said in a deep voice: "Okay, pay attention to your image, the business is important."

  Beside Zhou Yuanshan said in a low voice: "When we get to the battle stage later, just let them shut up completely."

   Lan Ling clenched his fists.

Yueyang Tower looked at the girl in the white dress in the field, and said calmly: "Yue Yao, you are a Da Yan person, so it is natural for you to compete on stage. But you used to practice in my Misty Immortal Sect, and your cultivation level And the exercises are all my Misty Immortal Sect's, and you have signed a contract with my Misty Immortal Sect, so you can't use any of my Misty Immortal Sect's exercises."

"Also, the origin force and soul power in your body are all cultivated by me from the Misty Immortal Sect. No matter what kind of exercises you practice later, they should be indispensable, right? So, no matter whether it is the origin force or the soul power, You can only use 50%, and you can only use it for a quarter of an hour at most."

  As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the cultivators of Dayan changed, and their hearts were filled with anger.

  The other practitioners all around also started whispering.

Yueyang Tower paused, then cupped its hands at the fairies of Jiutian Yaotai and the people of Penglai Xiandao, and said: "Yue feels that these demands are not too much. We are already magnanimous towards those who betray our sect. I didn't catch her directly, but gave her a chance. The request I made now is also reasonable. I hope all the fairies and brothers can learn from it."

  The people from the two major immortal sects were silent for a while.

  Fairy Liuyun nodded first, and said, "Master Yuefeng's request is not too much."

  Jia Xun from Penglai Xiandao also said: "The kindness of a drop of water should have been repaid by the spring. Now that they have turned against each other, then Master Yue's request is indeed very reasonable."

   Immediately, he looked at the girl in front of him, and said: "Yue Yao, are you willing to abide by the requirements that Peak Master Yue just said? If you can't comply, then step back."

  All eyes were on the girl in the white skirt in front of him.

  Yue Yao's face still had no ripples, and those deep eyes were still as cold as snow.

  She nodded slightly: "I am willing to obey."

  Yueyanglou narrowed his eyes, didn't speak any more, but turned his head, looked at Lan Ling behind him, and said in a low voice: "Do you know what her cultivation level is now?"

Lan Ling's face was gloomy, and he said respectfully: "When she left, she was in the middle stage of the transformation of the gods. I don't know if she has made breakthroughs in the past few years. Although she is very talented, Dayan doesn't have any suitable cultivation for her. Resources, especially Linglu, which she relies on most, are not available. Moreover, she switched exercises midway, practicing that kind of ruthless exercise, without any precedents and guidance, and in addition to the lack of various resources, so... this disciple thinks that she should still be stuck At the original cultivation level..."

After a pause, she glanced at the cold figure again, and snorted coldly: "Even if she finds some opportunities to break through, it will be at the late stage of the God Transformation Realm at most. She cannot use our Misty Immortal Sect's skills, and the main body has not come. You can only use 50% of your strength, and you can only use it for a quarter of an hour... In this case, what use is she? Peak Master, this disciple is willing to fight her on stage!"

At the beginning, whether she was in the sect or outside, she was overwhelmed by the other party's talent and cultivation, as well as the glory on her head, and even her appearance. All kinds of competitions in the sect were also completely defeated. Besides, she is still a senior sister, so how can I not hate her!

   Now that she relies on the cultivation resources of the sect, her cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, so she is no longer afraid of her!

  If you can defeat her in front of so many people, let her lie at her feet in embarrassment, I believe that the anger in her heart for many years can be swept away immediately!

Regarding her initiative to ask for a fight, before Yueyang Tower could answer, the eldest elder Yang Yangyan said in a deep voice: "Yue Yao is not an ordinary cultivator. Her talent back then surprised everyone in the sect. Even now she has no Cultivation resources, we can't use our full strength, but we still can't underestimate it. In the competition with her, our Misty Immortal Sect must not lose, we must be 100% sure, if we lose, we will become the laughing stock of practitioners all over the world."

  The other elders also nodded and said: "What the Great Elder said is that you really can't lose. If you lose to anyone, you must not lose to her."

Gong Yangyan looked at a young man in white behind him, and said, "Zhuo Yang, you are the number one on this year's Misty Ranking, and your cultivation is at the Great Perfection Realm of Transforming God Realm. I heard from your master that you will soon Have you broken through to the next big realm?"

  The young man in white named Zhuo Yang said respectfully, "Yes."

  Gong Yangyan nodded and said, "Then you are confident when you go on stage to fight her decisively?"

  Zhuo Yang immediately clasped his hands and said, "This disciple will never disappoint the expectations of the elders! In just a moment, this disciple will have the confidence to deal with her. Whether it's life or death, the elders will tell you nothing!"

Gong Yangyan nodded in satisfaction and said: "Okay. You can decide for yourself based on the situation. If she is determined to die with you, just kill her. If she doesn't want to die, you can spare her life. When Dayan loses, we will take her back for punishment."

"yes!"

   Zhuo Yang's eyes were shining brightly.

  At this time, both Bai Yishan and Zhou Yuanshan went to sign the life-and-death contract and pressed the blood seal.

   The two looked at each other.

  Zhou Yuanshan sneered all over his face: "Bai Yishan, later Zhou wants to teach you about your Confucianism and Taoism skills."

  Bai Yishan looked calm, cupped his hands and said: "Brother Zhou, please be merciful."

   Zhou Yuanshan's eyes flashed coldly, he turned and left.

At this time, Jia Xun looked around and said in a loud voice: "Since everyone has signed the life-and-death contract, the competition will officially begin. According to the previous rules, the two sides on the stage for the competition must go on the stage together. At the same time, both sides need to first Report your true cultivation. But today is different, the overall strength of the two sides is somewhat different, so today the disciples of Misty Immortal Sect need to go on stage first, and report their true cultivation first. The disciples of Dayan, please go on stage according to the situation. If you feel unsure, you can admit defeat directly. Of course, you can also continue to compete..."

   "The old man has already said the rules before. When you step on the battlefield, you have no eyes and no eyes, and you are confident in your life and death. Everyone must think clearly."

   "Okay, let's stop talking nonsense, everyone must be waiting anxiously."

   "The Misty Immortal Sect sends one person to the stage first!"

   The words just fell.

  In the crowd of Misty Immortal Sect, a tall young man immediately walked out.

  The young man was dressed in a blue robe and looked imposing. After stepping onto the battle stage, he cupped his hands and bowed to the surrounding audience, and then said loudly: "I am Wang Yao of the Misty Immortal Sect, who majors in the physical body and is in the middle stage of being a master!"

  As soon as these words came out, there were noisy discussions all around.

   "Tsk tsk, Misty Immortal Sect really deserves to be one of the three major Immortal Sects in the Kyushu Continent. Any young disciple who comes out randomly is at the level of a Grandmaster!"

   "Hey, in our place, the masters are all great figures who founded schools."

   "Our sect has only two masters until now."

   "Da Yan is estimated to be similar to our country. All the sects in the entire country are combined, and there are probably only a dozen or twenty grandmasters. As for young masters, there are probably even fewer."

  Everyone was discussing, all looking at Dayan's side.

  Bai Yishan looked at the young disciples behind him, and said in a deep voice: "This first match is very important, it affects everyone's morale and confidence. The disciple sent by the other party may only be the one with the lowest cultivation level among the ten disciples."

"If there were only three or five games, we could use the strongest against the weakest, but obviously it doesn't work now. Now there are ten full games, and we have to win at least five games, and the weakest opponent, in our It seems that it is also very powerful. The highest cultivation level here is only in the late stage. If you go up in the first game, you will not be able to fight from the second game on."

   "So, if we want to win more than five games, tactics will not work, we can only rely on our own strength and hard work."

   "The opponent is a master in the middle stage of cultivation, now, we need to send a disciple of the same level to fight!"

   The words just fell.

  Xu Changsheng from Huashan School, Huixin from Jinchan Temple, and Luo Yi from Xianyun Pavilion all stood up and said, "This junior is willing to fight!"

Bai Yishan glanced at the three of them, then his eyes fell on Xu Changsheng, and said: "I just took a closer look, when that disciple came to the stage, there was a saber intent emanating from his body, he should be majoring in saber techniques. Changsheng, you Majoring in swordsmanship, you can go up and fight with him!"

  Xu Changsheng's eyes flashed with sword intent, he cupped his hands and said, "Yes!"

   After finishing speaking, he carried the sword on his back, walked out of the crowd, walked up to the stone platform with firm eyes, and said in a sonorous tone: "Xu Changsheng from the Huashan Sect of the Great Yanhua, who has cultivated in the middle stage of the distraction realm, is willing to fight with Brother Wang!"

  Wang Yao's blue robe was hunting, and two sword shadows appeared in the depths of his pupils, standing proudly.

at this time.

  Jia Xun started to activate the formation, and a thin mask emerged, covering the two of them.

  Bai Yishan's eyes were serious.

  Nangong Huoyue couldn't help but said: "Principal, Xu Changsheng is probably no match for the opponent who majors in the physical body. In fact, I think Linghu Peak Master of the Lingxiao Sect is more suitable than him."

Bai Yishan was silent for a while, and said: "Master Linghu is indeed very suitable, but our overall strength is much worse than that of the other party. Master Linghu is a body and soul dual cultivation, the middle stage of the master of the body, and the middle stage of the spirit and soul. Strength cannot be wasted in the first match. The opponent's disciple in the second match is at least the late stage of the master or the late stage of the distraction state. At that time, it is the best chance for Master Linghu to make a move. Otherwise, we will have no chance Win more contests. And..."

Having said that, he turned his eyes to the young man with the sword on the stage again, and said, "Although Changsheng is a soul cultivator, his willpower is by no means comparable to that of ordinary soul cultivators. His willpower is very firm, and his heart is strong. With the determination to sacrifice his life for the country, this kind of will and passion can make his soul not afraid of the vigorous blood of the opponent... Moreover, he is not afraid of death and fights with his life, but the opponent just wants to win this competition and not There is no will to fight to the death, so, from the very beginning, the opponent is actually in a weak position..."

  After hearing his explanation, Nangong Huoyue couldn't help admiringly said: "It's still the dean who can see clearly."

  Bai Yishan sighed again suddenly, and said: "However, the opponent is an elite disciple of Misty Immortal Sect after all, and his skills and magic weapons should be stronger than Changsheng, so the outcome of this competition is still unpredictable."

   As soon as the words were finished, the two of them had already started fighting in the mask.

  Wang Yao really repaired a knife, and suddenly there was a long-handled blood-colored sword in his hands, and when he swung the knife, the table was full of blood!

  The huge blood-colored sword light instantly enveloped Xu Changsheng who was opposite him.

   "Zheng—"

  Xu Changsheng drew his sword out of its sheath, stabbed lightly, the sword light was like cold stars, and immediately pierced hundreds of light holes in the blood light!

  The sword light is broken!

  Wang Yao retracted the saber, turned his body, and the big saber in his hand suddenly turned into a blood-colored saber shadow, slashing towards Xu Changsheng like a storm!

  Xu Changsheng's eyes were shining brightly, his figure flashed quickly, and the sword in his hand stabbed out "swish". In the blink of an eye, hundreds of swords had been thrust out.

   "jingling!"

  The sword edge and the blade quickly touched together in the sky full of sword light and knife light, and there were bursts of crisp collision sounds, and sparks splashed!

  The sword is fierce and the sword is dexterous.

  Whenever the blade slashed fiercely, the tip of the sword touched lightly, as if sticking to it, leading it to the side lightly.

  The figure of Xu Changsheng, as dexterous as his sword, kept dodging and dodging around Wang Yao.

  Wang Yao's ferocious saber gesture lasted for an entire incense stick before gradually slowing down.

  He thought that the opponent majored in the soul, and under his ferocious attack and strong pressure, he would soon reveal his flaws, but the opponent's defense and evasion were impeccable.

   But when his moves started to slow down, the opponent's sword moves suddenly started to speed up!

   "Shua! Shua! Shua!"

  Blossoming sword flowers bloomed in front of him, instantly like a hundred flowers blooming, surrounding him in the middle.

  Wang Yao roared suddenly, took a few steps back for the first time, then held the handle of the knife with both hands, and slashed fiercely.

  The blood-colored sword light, like a huge crescent moon, slashed on those sword flowers.

  The sword flower disappeared.

  But the moment the sword light fell to the ground, those sword flowers reappeared.

  Xu Changsheng suddenly separated a ray of spirit, driving Feijian to appear behind the opponent, and began to attack from both sides.

  The long knife in Wang Yao's hand suddenly started to panic,

  Xu Changsheng held the sword on his body, and immediately launched a faster attack.

  Wang Yao defended back and forth with the long knife in his hand, looking more and more flustered, but deep in his eyes, there was a hint of sarcasm.

   "Shua!"

  He suddenly clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, disregarding the blossoming sword light in front of him, turned around abruptly, and fiercely slashed the long knife in his hand towards the flying sword behind him and Xu Changsheng's strand of soul!

   "Om—"

   There was a deafening knife sound!

  The blood-red sword light he slashed not only accumulated all his strength, but also filled with his powerful blood power, which instantly enveloped Xu Changsheng's soul in it!

   Xu Changsheng's soul has nowhere to escape!

  But the sword in his own hand has stabbed a hundred and one times in an instant, and all of them have stabbed Wang Yao's body!

  If it is a battle between ordinary practitioners, it is very likely that both sides will suffer at this time, and even Wang Yao's whole body will be pierced with many holes immediately.

  However, he forgot that the other party was a disciple of Misty Immortal Sect!

  Even though the opponent's body protection mask had been pierced by his sword light, when his sword edge pierced the opponent's body, the opponent's whole body suddenly lit up with a golden mask and a khaki mask!

  Two top-quality defense weapons!

"when!"

  His sword light was extremely sharp, and he stabbed more than a hundred swords in an instant, but only pierced the opponent's first layer of light shield!

  When he wanted to make a second stab, the opponent's sword light carrying terrifying energy and blood power had already drowned out his wisp of soul!

   "Shua!"

  His split soul instantly disappeared into nothingness amidst the powerful sword light and blood!

  Xu Changsheng's head suddenly felt a stabbing pain, and then he let out a muffled groan, his eyes darkened, and he almost fainted.

  He staggered back a few steps, gritted his teeth in a hurry, endured the severe pain, and stabilized his mind.

   "Die!"

  Wang Yao didn't stop after cutting off his soul with a single blow. He turned around suddenly, drew a semicircle with the long knife in his hand, and slashed at him horizontally with a "swish" sound!

  The glaring blood-colored sword glow rushed towards Xu Changsheng's entire body with powerful energy and blood.

  His wounded soul was still trembling.

  But his strong willpower and endurance immediately woke him up.

  His figure flashed, avoiding the glare of the knife, and flicked the sword in his hand, turning the fierce blade aside.

  Wang Yao's sword fell to the ground, his feet fell to the ground, and suddenly he jumped up again, the long knife in his hand was suddenly raised to the sky, and then suddenly slashed down!

   "Shua!"

  A huge blood-colored sword light instantly enveloped the pale Xu Changsheng inside.

   Da Yan everyone, the complexion changed drastically.

  Ma Chenzi, the head of the Huashan School, turned pale.

  Xu Changsheng, whose soul was severely injured, looked at the huge falling sword light, and two sword intents shining like stars suddenly appeared in his two pupils!

  At this moment, the sword in his hand seemed to be integrated with his whole body!

   "Poof—"

  He bit his tongue suddenly and spat out a mouthful of blood!

  His spirit became more sober!

  His eyes are getting brighter!

   "Zheng—"

   A buzz!

  The dazzling sword glow lights up in the **** sword glow!

  In the mask, there was a "boom", and the air wave swept away like a wave!

  The dazzling sword light and sword light exploded instantly, turning into countless sword energy and sword energy, impacting on the surrounding light shield.

  But the mask only trembled slightly, and then returned to its original state.

  Wang Yao's body shook, the tiger's mouth suddenly split open, the long knife in his hand almost came out, his body was thrown out involuntarily, hit the mask behind him heavily, and then fell to the ground in embarrassment.

  He suddenly felt the qi and blood in his body churning, his hands and chest were in severe pain, and the two layers of protective masks that had been condensed on his body surface were all broken at this moment.

  There were many holes in his clothes.

   On his arm, there were actually two blood holes, and blood was flowing out.

  He struggled a few times on the ground, Fang stood up with difficulty, and looked up to the opposite side.

  Xu Changsheng had already fallen to the ground.

  He doesn't have so many magic weapons for body protection. At this moment, his whole body is dripping with blood, and his hair has been cut off by the sharp knife and sword aura. His whole body is full of blood holes, and the blood is flowing continuously.

   But the sword was still in his hand.

  Just when Wang Yao thought he could no longer stand up, he suddenly clenched the sword in his hand and slowly stood up from the ground.

  He was covered in blood, like a blood man, and he couldn't see clearly.

   But his eyes are still as bright as stars, as blazing as flames!

   "Shua!"

  He suddenly went out of his body!

  His soul, which had been severely injured, suddenly came out of his dilapidated body!

  Without the guard of the soul, the blood in the body suddenly flowed faster.

   But that fleshy body still stood there upright.

  His soul held the sword, and all the soul power began to rush towards the sword in his hand.

  At this moment, Wang Yao was afraid.

  He just wants to win, but he doesn't want to play hard.

  The opponent obviously wants to integrate the last strength of the body and soul, and even the last vitality, into this sword.

  At this moment, the knife in his hand suddenly began to tremble.

   Fear appeared in his eyes, his lips trembled, and he seemed to want to speak, as if he wanted to admit defeat, but he didn't dare to say it.

  Suddenly, he thought, he still has a magic weapon to save his life!

   As long as he survives the opponent's last move, then he wins!

   "Shua!"

  He immediately took out a piece of green jade pendant, and crushed it without any hesitation.

  In an instant, a dark green mask enveloped him inside.

  However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the mask: "Changsheng, we admit defeat."

  Xu Changsheng already had the will to die, and at this moment he couldn't hear any sound from outside.

  At this time, Su Zhe from Penglai Xiandao suddenly said, "Senior brother Jia, since the other party has already conceded, how about..."

   Fairy Lianxue from Jiutian Yaotai also said: "Why bother killing them all?"

   At this time, Gongyangyan of Misty Immortal Sect immediately took the opportunity to say: "Master Jia, since the opponent has already conceded, let's remove the mask."

  He naturally doesn't care about the other party's life or death.

  But the opponent's blow before death, his disciple of Misty Immortal Sect, may not be able to catch it.

   That disciple is one of the top ten disciples on the Piaomiao list this year, and he is still very young, with a bright future. If he dies here because of the great flames, it will be really difficult for him to do business with the other party's master and suzerain after he returns.

  Seeing this, Jia Xun waved his sleeve robe, and the mask covering the battle platform suddenly disappeared.

  At this time, Xu Changsheng had exhausted all his soul power, and when he was about to integrate all the remaining power and vitality in his body into the sword in his hand, a white light suddenly hit him.

  He was so fascinated that his eyes suddenly went dark, he passed out, and then flew lightly back into the **** body.

   "Kang Dang!"

  At this moment, the sword in his hand finally fell to the ground.

  Bai Yishan's figure flashed, and he brought his body and his sword off the battle platform.

  All the cultivators around saw this young man of Dayan so tragic, and they all felt sorry for him.

   "Longevity..."

  Ma Chenzi, the head of the Huashan School, came to Bai Yishan, his voice choked up: "Senior Bai, is there a way to save longevity?"

  Bai Yishan frowned, did not answer, took out a elixir, fed it into Xu Changsheng's mouth, and took out a trauma medicine to help him stop the bleeding.

  At this time, Jia Xun's voice sounded in front of the battle stage: "In the first round, Misty Immortal Sect wins!"

  As soon as this remark came out, there was a burst of boos from all around.

  Everyone knows it well.

  If it weren't for the great career and many treasures of the Misty Immortal Sect, the young man named Wang Yao just now would really be no match for his disciple Dayan.

   But according to the rules, the opponent did win.

  At this moment, the young man named Wang Yao blushed and lowered his head, not daring to face the eyes of the crowd. He no longer had the spirit and vigor he had when he first came on stage.

  Xu Changsheng's desperate play really scared him just now.

   Until now, his legs are still shaking.

  He really didn't expect that the opponent was so tenacious and crazy, and in the end he wanted to use all the strength and vitality of his body and soul to fight him.

   What a madman!

  At this time, Xu Changsheng, who was lying on the ground, finally opened his eyes slowly.

  With tears in his eyes, he said with difficulty: "Bai...Senior, I'm sorry...I, I lost..."

  Bai Yishan looked at him gently, and said, "No, Changsheng, you didn't lose."

  Xu Changsheng looked at him.

Bai Yishan held his hand and said: "It was me who lost, it was us seniors, not you. I, Dayan, did not have good training resources for you, it was our seniors' incompetence, and we lost. Changsheng, you Done well, don't feel guilty. We still have a chance."

  Xu Changsheng burst into tears.

  Other people around have moist eye sockets.

  At this time, Jia Xun suddenly said in front of the battle stage: "The second competition begins!"

Among the crowd of Misty Immortal Sect, a tall woman in a purple dress suddenly walked out, walked up to the battle stage with dignity, and cupped her hands and said, "Junior Shangguan Ting, the middle stage of the body master, the late stage of the soul distraction, majoring in the soul, the master Practice the way of the sword!"

  As soon as these words came out, there were noisy discussions all around.

   "The disciples of the Misty Immortal Sect are getting higher and higher. This woman majors in the soul, and her physical body is also the middle stage of the master's cultivation. The main reason is that she is still so young, it is outrageous!"

   "It's really outrageous. It is estimated that there are more powerful behind the Misty Immortal Sect."

"Isn't this nonsense? Do you know the identities of the ten disciples? They are the top ten disciples on the Misty Ranking this year. This woman is the top master in our country, but among the ten disciples , It is estimated that they will be ranked ninth! Their competition with Dayan this time is not only for negotiation, but also to show off the strength of other disciples, so they will compete in order from the lowest cultivation..."

   "Hey, it's hard to get under the fire..."

  Jia Xun's eyes turned to Bai Yishan, and said: "In the second competition, is there someone from Dayan?"

   Before Bai Yishan could speak, a figure suddenly walked out beside him, without saying a word, he walked directly to the battle platform.

  Worn in a blue dress, tall and slender, with a cold face.

  A jade flute was pinned around her slender waist.

  On her black hair like a waterfall, there is only a simple wooden hairpin inserted, without any other decorations.

  The blue dress on her body is also simple, without any pattern or embroidery, light and elegant, like green bamboo on the mountain.

  She walked up to the stone platform, and only said a few words: "Da Yan, Linghu Qingzhu, also use a sword."

   Standing opposite Shangguan Ting, a sword flashed in his eyes.

  At this time, a voice suddenly sounded from the audience: "Master, you forgot to bring your sword."

   As soon as the words fell, a pitch-black wooden stick was suddenly thrown up and landed in front of Linghu Qingzhu.

  Linghu Qingzhu reached out to catch it, glanced at the person throwing the stick under the stage, paused, and put it away.

   Suddenly there was a burst of suspicious discussion around.

   "Hey, did I get dazzled just now? What did the boy throw up? It doesn't look like a sword."

   "Looks like a stick."

   "Oh, it turned out to be a sword that looked like a stick."

   "I heard that they practice swordsmanship. They have practiced to a high level. Swords, guns and sticks can become swords."

   While everyone was discussing, Jia Xun had already activated the formation.

  The mask slowly closed, covering the entire battle platform.

Nangong Huoyue was a little worried. She looked at the person beside her who had just thrown the stick and said, "The other party is in the middle stage of the body master and the late stage of the soul distraction state, and there must be many powerful magic weapons on him. Your uncle's soul cultivation Because, there is one less realm than the other party..."

  Luo Qingzhou's gaze was on the figure on the stage. Hearing this, his expression was calm and he didn't speak.

  He believed in his uncle.

  Of course, even if the uncle loses, it doesn't matter.

   And him.

   And Sister Yue!

  When Nangong Huoyue was about to speak, there was a sudden "clang" on the battle platform, and an ear-splitting sound of swords resounded!

   Immediately, the noisy discussions all around suddenly fell silent.

  The second duel begins!

  On the battle platform, Shangguan Ting slashed down with the azure blue sword in her hand, drawing a dazzling sword light.

  Linghu Qingzhu stood where she was, her blue clothes fluttering, but she didn't take out her sword.

  But at this moment, her person seemed to suddenly become a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath, with unparalleled sharpness!

   In her pupils, the sword glow was flickering!

   And at the tips of her long and slender fingers, there seemed to be a sword light flickering!

   Wisps of sword energy surrounded her.

  The blue sword light slashed towards her with the ear-piercing sound of piercing the air, and with terrifying sword intent and power.

   And she only raised a slender finger.

  (end of this chapter)