Martial arts crossing rivers and lakes

Chapter 228 As long as there is one person standing among you, even if I lose

Jiang Hu and Mo Fengwu are unwilling to be restrained no matter what.

But they still have to find an island in the Chaotic Star Sea to open up a cave and practice in seclusion.

So before the two of them, there is only one way to be the owner of the island.

And there is only one way to become the island owner, and that is to participate in the island owner competition held every few years on the island.

The winner of the island owner competition meeting will be able to take over as the island owner of the island.

The time for each island to hold the island owner competition meeting is not the same. The "Qiongling Island" where Jiang Hu and Mo Fengwu went here is an island that will hold the island owner competition meeting in the next few days.

Qiongling Island is very small and remote, and its aura is much thinner than the three big islands of Kuixing Island, Sangxing Island, and Weixing Island. If it weren't for the purpose of becoming the island owner, Jiang Hu and Mo Fengwu would never choose here.

It is true that the owners of the three big islands, Kuixing Island, Sangxing Island, and Weixing Island, are too powerful. They are all monks in the alchemy stage. Is it the same for nothing?
In comparison, the current island master of Qiongling Island is much easier to deal with. It is said that he is only a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment.

It's no wonder that most of the cultivators who are pursuing a little bit can't bear to practice on an island with such a thin spiritual energy. Most of the monks staying on this island are people who are too poor to afford too many spiritual stones. In desperation, I had no choice but to stay dormant on this remote island for the time being, waiting for one day to fly to the top and go to the three big islands of Kuixing Island, Sangxing Island, and Weixing Island.

Jiang Gourd and Mo Fengwu don't have to worry about the problem of too little spiritual energy. Their cultivation mainly relies on elixir and "yin and yang complementarity".

When Jiang Hu and Mo Fengwu went to Qiongling Island to sign up for the island owner competition meeting, it caused an uproar.

The monks who participated in the Qiongling Island Lord Competition Conference this time are only some early-stage monks, and they are basically old. At a glance, they are the kind with little hope of forming alchemy...Jiang Hu and Mo Fengwu A mid-stage Foundation Establishment monk who looks so young is here, how can he not make those monks puzzled?
However, those monks in the early stage of foundation establishment did not retreat because of the arrival of the two of them.

In their view, the level of realm cultivation does not determine everything, unless the difference is too far, such as the gap between the early stage of foundation establishment and the middle stage, which is not a cloud and mud, can be made up for in other aspects, such as actual combat experience , They think to themselves that they have lived for more than 100 years. In terms of actual combat experience, they can definitely crush Jiang Hu and Mo Fengwu who have not yet fully grown their hair...

Jiang Hu and Mo Fengwu found an inn on Qiongling Island and rested for two days.

On the morning of the third day, the contest for the island owner of Qiongling Island began.

The "Qiong Ling Island", which seemed quite deserted on weekdays, was quite lively today, even many residents from the nearby islands came, including both mortals and cultivators.

Ordinary people naturally watch the excitement of the fighting skills of gods, while cultivators watch both the excitement and the way of fighting, hoping to see some practical experience that will be beneficial to themselves from other people's fighting skills.

A special formation was set up on the arena, which was strong enough to withstand the invasion of the "Heavenly Wind", and the monks in the foundation building stage would naturally be unable to destroy this formation, so no matter how much they fought on the arena, they would not be able to hurt the mortals and immortals watching from the arena.

The monk that Mo Fengwu met in the first match was an old woman who looked over sixty years old. The early foundation establishment monk who looked over sixty years old was probably over 100 years old in real age.

As soon as the competition started, the old woman immediately sacrificed a magic weapon in the shape of a big red blanket, which grew against the wind, and within a short time, it had grown to several feet long and wide, and covered it with Mo Fengwu.

However, for some reason, the magic weapon in the shape of a big red blanket suddenly stopped on top of Mo Fengwu's head, and could no longer cover it.

At the same time, Mo Fengwu held a beautiful viburnum flower in her hand, which bloomed brilliantly. It was her defensive magic weapon "Mulberry Heart Flower".

The magic weapon in the shape of a big red blanket only stayed on top of Mo Fengwu's head for a while, before being knocked back by her "Mulberry Heart Flower".

"What magic weapon is that?!" The old woman was shocked. Her "flame spirit carpet" was a top-level magic weapon bought with a lot of spirit stones. After buying the "Flame Spirit Blanket", she gritted her teeth and shouldered a lot of debts, and lived a heavy life for many years before finally repaying them.

The old woman doesn't know that Mo Fengwu's "Mulberry Heart Flower" is a high-quality top-level magic weapon, how can it be compared with ordinary top-level magic weapons?

"boom!"

A burst of white light exploded in front of Mo Fengwu, and several sharp knives flashing with dazzling white lights appeared in an instant, stabbing at the old woman.

Seeing this, the old woman hurriedly moved the "flame spirit blanket" and placed it horizontally in front of her body to resist the several white-glowed knives that Mo Fengwu shot out.

"Chick, Chick, Chick, Chick, Chick, Chick..."

The "Flame Spirit Carpet" only resisted for a while, and then several holes were pierced by the white-glowed knives shot by Mo Fengwu. into a sieve.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!" Seeing this, the old woman hurriedly shouted to surrender.

Mo Fengwu immediately urged the several white-glowed knives to hover in front of the old woman, not advancing an inch.

These white-glowed small knives are exquisite top-level magical weapons that Qi Yunxiao made with the spider legs of blood jade spider corpses. There are nine small knives in a set, which are extremely sharp. prick.

Jiang Hu named this set of magic weapon "Xiaofeng Flying Knife", and Mo Fengwu finally accepted it after being disgusted by Mo Fengwu for a long time.

The old woman took the initiative to admit defeat, and the dust of the competition was settled. Mo Fengwu calmly put away the "Xiaofeng Flying Knife", stepped off the stage slowly, and waited for the next round of competition.

Many mortals and monks in the audience looked at this powerful, beautiful, clean and graceful fairy, and their eyes couldn't help showing longing and admiration.

Seeing his Taoist companion being looked up to by those people, Jiang Hu also felt his face glowing, and he felt a faint sense of pride in his heart, but there were obviously more desires in the eyes of some of them, which made him a little uncomfortable. Yue, immediately showed his cultivation level and exuded a little coercion, and the displeased eyes suddenly decreased a lot. Only a few elders in the early stage of foundation establishment who participated in the competition still did not hide the certain Possessive, even provocative, it seems that he is not afraid of ginger.

Naturally, he couldn't bear this kind of thing. If he took a step back, he might become more and more angry, and even affect the flow of thoughts.

With this in mind, Jiang Hu immediately stepped onto the ring.

"This fellow Taoist...hasn't arrived yet..." the monk in charge of the arbitration reminded Jiang Hudao.

Jiang Hu waved his hand and said, "It's too slow to catch and hit the right ground like this. You might as well change the method."

The monk in charge of the arbitration said: "This... how can the rules be changed randomly?"

Jiang Hu smiled slightly, pointed to those early-stage foundation-building elders whose eyes were dirty and even provocative, and said loudly: "Come up together, after a stick of incense, as long as there is one of you standing, even if I lose."

(End of this chapter)