Array of Immortals

Chapter 89
"Okay, then I will compete with you." Liu Caiyu said without any hesitation.

The girl in the black skirt waved her hand and said, "That's not okay. Even if I beat you, I can't kill you. It's a waste of time."

Seeing this, Liu Caiyu gave up. Although she was much older than the girl in the black skirt, the two of them had average cultivation and were both at the early stage of foundation establishment. If they really wanted to fight, they would not be able to win.As for Xuanyang Sword Sect, there are many inner sect disciples in the late foundation establishment period, all of whom entered the sect 30 years earlier than her, even 60 or 90 years earlier.It would not be a problem for them to defeat the girl in the black skirt in front of them.

"People of Xuanyang Sword Sect, you can hear me clearly. This lady only has a foundation-building early stage cultivation. If you don't dare to fight this, just disband the sect. Then go back to each family and find each mother, so as not to waste money in the future." It's embarrassing here." The girl in the black skirt raised her chin, very arrogant.

"What should I do?" In the main hall, those elders still couldn't believe what the girl in the black skirt said. If she deliberately tricked herself into waiting for others to go out, wouldn't it be a sheep in the mouth of a tiger?
Dao Yan frowned, ignored them, but looked back at the disciples behind him, and said coldly: "Who of you would like to go out and compete with her, if you win, I will take a spiritual weapon as a reward .”

It's not that Dao Yan didn't think that the girl in the black skirt would cheat, but he had no choice. If the cause and effect were not resolved, the Xuanyang Sword Sect would never have peace. Escape from life?
Those disciples were a little hesitant. Although the temptation of the spirit weapon is great, they must be taken with their lives.You know, there is a monk at the emergence stage outside the formation, if he is targeted, he will die without knowing how.

"I'll go!" At this moment, a well-dressed man suddenly stepped out of the crowd and landed in front of the suzerain. Judging from his expression, he seemed very determined.

If Fang Li were here, he would find that this person was none other than Lin Changfeng who was familiar with him.

"Changfeng, retreat, you haven't broken through to the foundation building stage, and you are still at the tenth level of Qi refining, even if you go, you will die." Dao Yan's face turned cold, and he couldn't help shouting.

But Lin Changfeng didn't stop there, he suddenly pulled out his sword with a clang, and said righteously: "I, Lin Changfeng, have been blessed by the Zongmen for many years and have been thinking about repaying it. Now that the Zongmen's survival is imminent, I should stand up If you come out, it’s a big deal to smash your body to pieces for the sake of loyalty. Besides, sitting still and waiting for death is death, and there is still some vitality if you give it a go. Although I am dull, I also know the truth.”

Lin Changfeng's sonorous and forceful words could not help but make those disciples who were still hesitating blush.A junior in the Qi refining period dares to go out and fight with others, how can he back down?
Immediately, several senior disciples stood up and said in a loud voice: "Even if we have to work hard, we seniors will go first. How can you let a monk in the Qi refining period specialize in the front?" A middle-aged man Suddenly bowed to Daoyan and said: "The suzerain is above, and I, Zhou Chongyi, ask for a fight!"

"I, Yang Quan, invite you to fight!"

"I, Lin Chuanzhou, invite you to fight!"

……

"Okay, very good, they are all loyal disciples of my Xuanyang Sword Sect." Dao Yan was also infected by this atmosphere, and a hint of excitement appeared in his eyes.

Not far away, Elder Dongming smiled slightly, and secretly gave Lin Changfeng a thumbs up.

Outside the main hall, the girl in the black skirt was getting impatient, but at this moment, with a bang, a middle-aged man jumped out of the main hall with a long sword in his hand.

"Chongyi next week, please enlighten me." The middle-aged man clasped his fists and said.

Seeing this, the girl in the black skirt snorted coldly, "The cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment has a much higher level of cultivation than me. Unfortunately, the combat power of a monk is not only determined by his cultivation level."

"You have to try it to know." At this time, Zhou Chongyi also saw that the cultivation of the girl in the black skirt was only at the initial stage of foundation establishment, and suddenly a sense of arrogance arose spontaneously.

"What are you trying to do? You are just a high-grade magic weapon in your hand, but I have a spiritual weapon. If you can block my move today, I will lose." Zhou Chongyi is proud, and the girl in black skirt is even more proud than him. , After finishing speaking, he immediately sacrificed the mourning bell in his hand, and there was a piercing sound of howling ghosts and wolves, and circles of black sound waves spread out.

Seeing this, Zhou Chongyi didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly restrained his mind to deal with it.But the next moment, his face suddenly turned pale, and countless evil ghost phantoms appeared in his mind, crazily attacking his soul.

This turned out to be a spiritual weapon that directly attacks the soul!
Zhou Chongyi turned pale with shock and wanted to resist, but he didn't know how to do it.You know, before the soul is transformed into a Nascent Soul, it is very troublesome to face any magic weapon that directly attacks the soul, let alone a magic weapon of the spirit weapon level.

"I admit defeat!" Realizing that his spirit was about to be dispelled, Zhou Chongyi immediately roared, wanting to beg for mercy, but at this moment, the girl in the black skirt had already rushed in front of him, and directly grabbed the center of his dantian with one claw. middle.Zhou Chongyi only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and completely lost consciousness the next moment.

"I told you that you can't stop me." The girl in black kicked his body away, then rang the bell, and a wisp of remnant soul was sucked in by it.

The fight seemed to go on for a long time, but it lasted less than ten seconds from start to finish.The winner was decided in such a short period of time, not only Liu Caiyu was shocked, but also the elders of the Xuanyang Sword Sect in the main hall were also shocked.In ten seconds, a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment was killed by a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment. How is this possible!

"It's a pity, if senior brother Zhou Chongyi attacked at the beginning, he would definitely be able to subdue that girl." Lin Changfeng shook his head suddenly and sighed.

"I'm going to avenge Senior Brother Zhou Chongyi!" After hearing Lin Changfeng's words, another monk who had reached the late stage of foundation establishment jumped out, wanting to compete with the girl in black skirt.

"Here comes another one." The girl in the black skirt smiled slightly, but did not speak, but just looked at the visitor.

"Xialin Chuanzhou." After the visitor reported his name, he pulled out his long sword with a clang and killed the girl in black skirt without stopping.Having learned the lesson of Zhou Chongyi's failure, this time he will take the lead.

"Naive!" The girl in the black skirt saw Lin Chuanzhou's intentions, and immediately smiled contemptuously. No matter how fast you are, you can't compare with Sonic.Immediately, the sound of the mourning bell rang again, and the sound of devil's cry spread throughout Evergreen Peak.

"Not good!" Lin Chuanzhou rushed halfway, and suddenly felt a pain in his head, as if his soul was about to be torn apart, and immediately fell to the ground, screaming endlessly.

"Death!" The girl in the black dress didn't hesitate, and when Lin Chuanzhou hugged her head and screamed, she came to his side in an instant, and another claw directly grabbed his chest cavity, and a bloody heart was pulled When he came out, Lin Chuanzhou died on the spot.

This time, it really scared everyone, Liu Caiyu even turned her head away, unable to bear to watch, no matter what, the person who died was her senior brother.

In the main hall, the disciples of the Xuanyang Sword Sect were even more agitated. Many people who originally wanted to rush out to compete with the girl in the black skirt all retreated at this moment.Two senior brothers died tragically at her hands one after another, who would dare to act rashly?

"Damn it!" Lin Changfeng's eyes were bulging, as if he was extremely angry, he punched the wall heavily, and blood spurted out immediately.But he ignored it, staring at the girl in the black dress in the distance, and said through gritted teeth: "It was only by relying on the magic weapon that I defeated the two senior brothers. How could he die tragically at her hands!"

Speaking of this, Lin Changfeng suddenly turned his head to look at Dao Yan, and said solemnly: "Sovereign, I want to ask for a fight, please lend me two spiritual weapons, I will definitely be able to defeat that vicious girl and relieve the sect's crisis !"

What he said was recognized by many people. Indeed, if the girl hadn't owned the bell, how could Zhou Chongyi and Lin Chuanzhou be defeated?

Yang Quan asked for a fight at the beginning, and now he listened to Lin Changfeng's analysis, and immediately gritted his teeth and said, "Sovereign, let me go, if you can lend me the middle-grade spirit weapon Zisha Sword and the Beast King Cauldron, I will definitely be able to defeat her!" !"

At this time, Dao Yan had no choice but to launch, the safety of Xuanyang Sword Sect could only be placed on these disciples, and one or two spiritual weapons were nothing.

Thinking of this, Dao Yan immediately said loudly: "Okay, I will lend you the Zisha Sword and the Beast King Cauldron. If you can win this competition, these two spiritual weapons will become your rewards!"

When Yang Quan heard this, he nodded immediately, turned around and walked out of the formation.

Looking at Yang Quan's leaving back, a trace of guilt flashed across Lin Changfeng's face. He had already killed two senior brothers by himself. I hope he can come back alive. None of the monks under the first term will be a match for the girl in the black dress.

"This is Yang Quan, please enlighten me." Outside the main hall, Yang Quan saluted, and immediately sacrificed the Beast King Cauldron, protecting it on top of his head. At the same time, he controlled the Zisha Sword, and directly attacked the girl in black skirt.

"That's right, I actually took out two spiritual weapons. This time, I should be able to have a good fight." The girl in the black dress didn't show any panic, and raised the bell in her hand again, shaking slightly.

However, with the Beast King's Cauldron protecting him, most of the sound waves from the mourning bell were immediately blocked. Although Yang Quan still felt dizzy, he did not lose his ability to fight like the previous two.

"A sword to the sky!" Yang Quan yelled, holding back the sound waves, and directly shot out the Zisha sword in his hand. The power, like thunder and lightning, made people feel fear.

Seeing this, the girl in the black skirt didn't panic, and suddenly put a pair of iron claws on her hands, and at the same time a magic talisman flew away, spontaneously igniting in the air.Immediately, under the surprised eyes of everyone, the girl in the black skirt suddenly disappeared, and when she reappeared, she had already appeared behind Yang Quan, and at the same time, a pair of sharp claws directly grabbed the back of his head.

"Fifth-order spiritual talisman—teleportation talisman! Not good, Yang Quan, be careful behind you!" Dao Yan immediately shouted anxiously, but unfortunately, it was a bit late.

If Yang Quan hadn't been disturbed by the sound waves, he would have been able to react completely, and even dodged the attack of the girl in the black skirt, but at this time, under the dizziness of his head, his movements were half a beat slower.

With a bang, the sharp claws of the girl in the black dress collided with the light curtain released by the Beast King Cauldron, and a loud bang erupted.

After receiving such a strong impact, Yang Quan's head became more dull, groggy, and almost passed out.

"It's over." Seeing this scene, Dao Yan was already in despair.Yang Quan will be defeated.

Sure enough, the girl in the black skirt bombarded her again, and Yang Quan finally couldn't bear it and passed out.The Beastmaster Cauldron also fell to the side.However, before his body fell to the ground, an iron claw had already grabbed it, and with a puff, his head burst.

"That's enough, stop beating!" Liu Caiyu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately shouted, looking at the three extra corpses on the ground, she felt very uncomfortable.

The girl in the black skirt was addicted to killing, and said with a smile: "This is not good. A person should keep his word. As I said, as long as anyone who is a disciple of the Xuanyang Sword Sect below the Jindan stage can defeat me, this matter Forget it, if not, the Xuanyang Sword Sect will be destroyed." At the end, the black skirt girl had a murderous look on her body.

In the hall, including the suzerain Daoyan, everyone's face turned pale. They thought there was still a glimmer of life, but now it seems that it is still a mortal situation.

"You...is there anyone else willing to compete with her?" Dao Yan glanced at the disciples behind him again.However, this time, no one responded, and even Lin Changfeng was in despair.

"Could it be that the sky is going to destroy my Xuanyang Sword Sect?" Dao Yan muttered to himself, his heart ashamed.

"Who?"

But at this moment, the blood claw patriarch outside the hall suddenly frowned, and noticed that a person was coming out of the woods behind him.The man was dressed in rags, but his appearance was very handsome. He seemed to be only in his twenties.

"Sorry, I'm late. I'm also a disciple of Xuanyang Sword Sect. I'll come for the next battle." The man smiled, exuding a strong self-confidence.

(End of this chapter)