Taoist endowment

Chapter 328 An Anticlimactic Battle

The 53 monks in the Nascent Soul Realm showed their aura, which attracted the admiration of all the spectators, but the defeated monks were inevitably saddened. This time they have no chance to fight again, and I don't know if they will have a chance in a hundred years.

For the elite disciples of their own family, all the great masters also transmitted their voices of praise, and at the same time, they also wanted to ask a few words.

Because in the face of Ji Yanlan and Chi Yu and other strong men, injuries are inevitable. If one of them does not deal well, it is not impossible to die. Xuan Chengzi and senior brother Xuan Kunzi looked worried at this time Color, for exactly this.

After all, the five great competitions have their own rules, monks in the primordial spirit realm are not allowed to participate in the competition, this one is fine in the past, but this time there is old man Tianji present, this rule was set by him himself back then, who dares to face it Violation?

Therefore, if Ji Yanlan ruthlessly kills the monks of Ziji Demon Sect in the field, outsiders will be powerless to stop him.

At this time, the number of monks participating in the Grand Competition is only one, if the rules of the previous one are still followed, there will inevitably be some byes. Gong Chao dare not be good at it, so he returned to Yuntai to discuss with Yan Fushui and others.

The five great competitions have been held so many times, so there will naturally be a way to deal with such things. The easiest way is to issue three identical jade cards when the monks draw lots again, and the three monks will fight in a melee, and only the winner Shortlisted, and so on, the strongest will naturally be determined in the end.

However, Xuan Chengzi and the others had a different opinion. They believed that a group of reference monks should be dispersed among five fairy rings in advance, and only the top ten were left in each fairy ring. Competing in turns according to their respective rankings, this way the king is fair to the king, and the minister is to the minister.

Yan Fushui laughed. Because of Ji Yanlan and Fairy Buyao playing in the battle, if nothing else happened, Lian Yinzong already secured two places in the top five. If Mengyao and others can also compete, this time Lian Yinzong He is sure to win the first place, and under no pressure, he will naturally follow the good example.

So after another lottery, Ji Yanlan was assigned to the first fairy ring. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. The monks who were expected to win the championship, such as Fairy Bu Yao and Chi Yu, separated from each other. It takes one round to fight.

Chen Jingyun glanced at Gong Chao with a half-smile, knowing that this person was playing tricks, seeing that other great talents were all fake, so he naturally didn't have any objections, and continued to drink and watch the theater.

At the entrance of the first fairy ring, ten monks including Fairy Wuyao were silent, waiting for Ji Yanlan to come up with a way to compete.

To determine the ranking of the strong and weak among the eleven people, it is inevitable that there will be a battle of wheels. If one person does not plan well, some people may suffer a loss, and Ji Yanlan has the highest status and strength. Needless to say, it is up to her to set the rules. Only then can we be convinced.

Because this round is still unable to fight Fairy Bu Yao, Ji Yanlan has long been bored, seeing everyone looking at her, she said coldly:

"Fellow daoists, since we need to decide the rankings by ourselves in this round, let's find a simple way. If you wait to take turns to fight with me, then everyone will judge who is strong and who is weak. If you disagree Or, challenge yourself.”

As soon as this statement came out, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, some secretly scolded Ji Yanlan for being arrogant, while others began to re-examine her strength.

Fairy Wuyao rolled her eyes, and agreed first, thinking: "Even if you, Ji Yanlan, have a high level of cultivation, after repeated battles, you will inevitably be physically and mentally exhausted. At that time, the winning rate of your little junior sister is not the same. bigger?"

The rules set by Ji Yanlan are obviously not good for her, but everyone needs to confront her. This move is not without loopholes, as long as they press back and shoot, everyone may have the possibility of defeating this Yanlan sword master .

So the two Purple Demon Sect cultivators looked at each other and agreed.

Seeing that no one objected to her proposal, Ji Yanlan didn't care how they decided the order of attack, and walked to the center of the fairy ring, waiting for the comer with her hands behind her back.

Wen Chen has been paying attention to the movement on Ji Yanlan's side, seeing her on the stage alone with an unhappy expression, he couldn't help but feel a sudden in his heart, and said to Chen Jingyun:
"Brother Xianyun, my younger brother and sister are quite angry at the moment. They must be dissatisfied with the way Bi Dou is fighting. Do you need to give me some advice so that she doesn't attack too hard, and one is not good."

Chen Jingyun smiled when he heard the words, and joked: "Brother Wen, this time you forced my senior sister to replace Miao Lianfeng to fight. What do you have to do with me?
Besides, isn't the rule of Dabi also included the rule of "life and death will be in peace with each other", so what else do you have to worry about? "

Wen Chen smiled wryly and shook his head, but he was speechless to refute. You can't ask Ji Yanlan to hold back when fighting the enemy, can you?Wen Chen couldn't do such a thing.

"Strange, really weird! But where did the strangeness come from?"

Chen Jingyun's words and demeanor at this time seemed to others to be the same as in the past, but in Wen Chen's eyes, his brother Xianyun was holding the wine cup with much stronger strength than usual. When it entered the belly, it was clearly suppressing something deliberately!
And Xuan Kunzi, after hearing the conversation between Wen and Chen, his long face could not help but blacken like the bottom of a pot. Ji Yanlan's understanding in the way of swordsmanship is so high, needless to say his cultivation base, even Sha Qianhuan. opponent.

But Xuan Chengzi who was on the side was worried about other Ziji Demon Sect monks, it should not be difficult for Sha Qianhuan to escape under Ji Yanlan's hands, he just hoped that the other disciples would not be angered.

Thinking of this, Xuan Chengzi couldn't help secretly hating Xuan Kunzi's failure in success and failure in his heart!
At this time, the other four fairy rings had already started fighting each other, even with Bu Yao's conceit, he didn't dare to follow Ji Yanlan's example and fight dozens of people in a row, Chi Yu and others did the same.

"Let's see how long you can be arrogant!" There are probably not a few people who have such thoughts.

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The big-headed boy An Tong was hiding in the crowd watching the battle. Although he was eliminated in the first round of the competition, he did not know who he had followed, and he was qualified to enter the secret realm of martial arts to watch the battle.

Maybe it was because of his keen sense of spirit, or maybe it was because his eyes had been staring at Ji Yanlan and Fairy Bu Yao, and after going back and forth, he unexpectedly discovered a clue.

"It turns out that it's not just Bu Yao who wants to kill, this senior Ji may also have murderous intentions! Wonderful, wonderful! Daozu bless and Buddha have mercy, so that the blood of that bitch must be splashed on the spot and his body will be wiped out." !"

An Tong kept praying in his heart, wishing to recite all the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

"Little thing, it looks quite clever. What kind of enmity does that Fairy Bu Yao have with you? Do you want her to die immediately?"

Hearing this, An Tong felt as if struck by lightning. He knew that an expert was sending the message through his divine sense, but he couldn't figure out the reason. tower.

On the high seat of the Yuntai, all the great experts chatted happily, but only the Xianyun Wuzun glanced at this side with a half-smile.

An Tong's heart was about to jump out of his throat at this time, he tried his best to subdue his mind, and replied in his heart: "This junior has a great hatred against that bitch to destroy his family!"

"Take advantage of the gap and play tricks after all. How can you hide it from people with discerning eyes? If Fairy Bu Yao dies this time, I am afraid that Yilian Peak will not tolerate you. How will you deal with it?"

An Tong knew that his thoughts had been seen by others, so he turned his heart and replied:

"The younger generation will beg for mercy first and be willing to be a pig and dog. If they still can't live, they will point the finger at Senior Ji with vile words. Anyone who can stir up those stinky women in Yilian Peak to resent Senior Ji and you, It doesn't matter if An Tong dies!"

"That's right, that's right! Since those stinky women have resentment in their hearts, they will definitely find ways to take revenge. If they annoy the deity, there will be evil consequences, so you can be regarded as a well-deserved death, right?"

"The younger generation has this in mind!" An Tong answered decisively as he was a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

"Very good, very good! You are a vicious brat, but I still lack a notorious spy leader like you in the Northern Wilderness. If you accept this matter, your life will be safe and the benefits will be even greater. .”

An Tong was startled when he heard the words, knowing whether he could survive or not, he was silent for a while, and finally sighed, and replied sadly:

"An Tong has never been a person of the righteous way, and he has never thought of doing good for the common people, but he is unwilling to do the thing of hooking up with foreigners. Seniors should just kill me!"

"I still have some backbone. Although this deity is not from the Northern Wilderness, he is also an orthodox human race, not a foreign monk as you think. You must be familiar with the name 'Heavenly South Poison Land'?"

"Heavenly South Poison Land? Ah! Senior, you are——? This junior is willing to be driven!"

Knowing that the powerful monk would never play tricks on such a small person like him, An Tong did not suspect that there was a lie in Chen Jingyun's words. After being stunned for a while, he immediately agreed in surprise without hesitation.

"Hahaha! It's still a decisive decision! So I will imprint a ban on your sea of ​​consciousness, you need to let go of your sea of ​​consciousness"

While others were focusing on the monks' competition, Chen Jingyun had already recruited a spy leader for Tiannan. Wen Chen who was at the side saw his strange smile, so he couldn't help but move his body away.

Each of the five immortals fights, but when it comes to the most interesting one, it is naturally Ji Yanlan's place. Yanbo Qiushui's sword is really invincible!
The No.1 monk who stepped forward to fight was from Zenyin Temple, a yellow-faced monk who was sighing, holding a wooden fish spirit treasure in his hand, and when he got on the stage, he slammed it hard, the sound was as loud as a nine-day thunder!

He also threw a scripture in the air, and the whole person was hidden in the Buddha's light all over the sky, hiding so tightly.

Ji Yanlan was dumbfounded by his posture, knowing that the yellow-faced monk did not dare to take the lead because of Chen Jingyun's status as an enshrined in the Buddhist sect, so he swiped the spirit sword horizontally and vertically, using the style he got from Chanyin Temple The Buddhist swords strike each other.

Qing Lingling blew the sword, and the voice of the wooden fish was covered. When the sound of tearing the silk sounded, the yellow-faced monk's body-protecting Buddha light also dimmed.

There is a saying that there are no good words to scold each other, and no good punches to fight each other. The monk gritted his teeth when he felt sorry for the magic weapon, and he used the Buddhist Vajra Zen seal. Two giant golden hands froze in mid-air, Like a hill, it pressed towards Ji Yanlan!

However, the power of this move is great, and in the eyes of outsiders, it is also a great magic technique, but in Ji Yanlan's eyes, those two giant hands are not much faster than a bullock cart, and the spirit sword "swish, swish, swish !" A few flickers followed the veins of the giant hand's aura and swiped across.

The yellow-faced monk let out a muffled snort, his two palms were already dripping with blood, and the giant hands in mid-air also dissipated invisible. The monk chanted the Buddha's name loudly, and threw out the prayer beads hanging on his chest.
After three rounds, the yellow-faced monk was kicked by Ji Yanlan with the back of his sword, and fell off the fairy ring while rolling. .

The second Tianji Pavilion monk who played was not as lucky as the yellow-faced monk. He used the Tianji technique to create a cloud formation, and then hid his body to make a surprise attack, but unexpectedly kicked him down. Iron plate!

A green light flashed in Ji Yanlan's eyes, he had already seen through his possessions, and then pretended to be deceived by the formation, waiting for the opponent to come to his door.

With a sound of "Crack!", the thunder bead that hit Ji Yanlan's heart was cut in two from it, and when the electric snake leaped wildly, the Yanbo Qiushui sword had already been cut through by the man's body. In the sky, the sword light passed, and there was a scream. The monk of Tianji Pavilion had already lost an arm.

"Hmph! You have blocked two swords!" His cold gaze swept across the group of cultivators who were still screaming and clamoring outside the arena, and the crowd fell silent. How dare they speak out?
The situation is here, and the powerful people of the five sects are all watching from the cloud platform, so the few remaining people can't afford to admit defeat without fighting.

The third person on stage was a cultivator from the Immortal Mansion of Recluse. This person didn't dare to play tricks, he faced Ji Yanlan with four swords and was defeated.

The fourth person to take the stage is Fairy Wuyao. She had sparred with Ji Yanlan several times back then, and she thought that even if Ji Yanlan had advanced to the late stage of Nascent Soul, she could survive ten moves. After using all the tricks, he was forced to leave the ring at the sixth move.

After another incense stick of effort, all ten people were defeated. Because everyone had figured out Ji Yanlan's temper, even the two monks of Ziji Demon Sect became upright, so they also fought with each other during the fight. He was only slightly injured, but this made Xuan Chengzi and Xuan Kunzi on the platform heave a sigh of relief.

Ji Yanlan defeated ten masters in a row, left a sentence "You can decide the rest of the rankings yourself" and then escaped to the fairy ring, how could there be any fatigue in that way?
Fairy Wu Yao sighed secretly, her eyes were full of desolation, the two people who were similar to each other before, there has been a gap between heaven and earth in a few years, now she only hopes that her little junior sister Bu Yao can save face for Yilian Peak.

The battles of the other immortals were still fierce, and the more exciting it was towards the end, but Wu Yao and the others could be said to be anticlimactic.

At this time, most of the monks who had been watching had already left. Fairy Wu Yao was ranked second because of six moves against Ji Yanlan. The Broken Arm Cultivator failed miserably and missed the top fifty.

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