Transmigration snake female cultivator

Chapter 290 Advanced Rejuvenation Talisman

Seeing this scene, Feng Yu's face remained unchanged, as if he knew it would be so normal.

The left hand made a tactic, and the green light on the jade bamboo sword in the right hand flowed, and the blue bamboo leaves rolled up and down around the sword body, and the sword energy criss-crossed, bursting out a killing force in the air.

Then he threw the Jade Bamboo Sword in the air, and the blue jade sword spun in the air, and then more bamboo leaves appeared near the green bamboo sword, changing into ten, ten into hundreds, and after a while, a ball appeared in front of Feng Yu A huge storm of bamboo leaves that can't stop spinning.

When Yang Qingyan saw him doing this, she didn't know that the other party was gathering strength to cast a secret technique. Although she didn't intend to win this competition, she would not let Feng Yu perform a secret technique casually.

With a flick of five fingers in the void, purple silk threads shuttled back and forth in the air, and then swished directly at the wind that was casting a spell on the other side and rushed over.

Although Feng Yu was casting a spell, he was extremely sensitive to the endless silk. The silk thread had just approached him, so he slapped the place where the silk thread attacked with one hand.

Swish swish!
Dao after sword energy flowed out from his hands, destroying those attacking silk threads, and none of them could enter within one meter of his body.

At this time, his bamboo leaf sword energy that had accumulated to the extreme seemed to have reached its peak. Just as he was about to unleash it, Yang Qingyan on the opposite side suddenly said, "I admit defeat!"

As soon as these words came out, Feng Yu paused for a moment, as if he hadn't thought that Yang Qingyan would say that he would admit defeat, but then he trembled in front of the group of bamboo leaf swords that trembled because of the lack of mana input. I came back to my senses.

Withdrawing the spell, Feng Yu pursed his lips while looking at Yang Qingyan, who was smiling lightly, with a gloomy complexion.

"Why admit defeat?"

Yang Qingyan raised her head and glanced at Feng Yu who was asking her a question, curled her lips and said, "If you can't beat you, of course you have to admit defeat. Is it possible that I will let you vomit blood before you admit defeat?"

As soon as Yang Qingyan said these words, the corners of Feng Yu's mouth suddenly twitched a few times. It was also fortunate that the arena had an enchantment, otherwise Yang Qingyan would not have said that.

Facing Yang Qingyan's words, Feng Yu didn't believe it at all, but since everyone had conceded defeat, he couldn't continue to attack, so he immediately snorted softly.

A slight smile flashed across Yang Qingyan's eyes as she looked at him. It was an inevitable result for her to admit defeat. Without being able to use her cultivation and skills, she really didn't know who would win in the competition with Feng Yu, and she didn't know who would win. Will go to win Feng Yu, after all, how could she, a little monk at the tenth level of Qi refining, win against a true disciple of Qi refining Dzogchen?

Secretly helpless in his heart, at this time, the figure of the elder surnamed Zhang flashed and appeared on the ring. He glanced at Yang Qingyan, and there was nothing strange in his eyes, but there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes. It seemed that his expression was for Yang Qingyan. Admitting defeat and agreeing very much.

She can afford it and let it go, and she can suppress the temptation of the reward even when she knows she can't do it. This woman is extraordinary!
Elder Zhang's eyes flashed, and then he announced the result of this competition.

Walking off the ring, Ling Feng and the others were still competing, so Yang Qingyan found a seat to sit down and rest on her own.

Time flies, and two hours passed in a short time.It was afternoon.

A trace of aura emanated from the verdant spiritual tree, the leaves trembled slightly as the breeze blew, and a jasper-like leaf fell from the branch and landed on a delicate girl who seemed to be sleeping under the tree.

The girl was wearing a water-green long dress, her skin was white and transparent, and the few rays of sunlight shining through the shade of the trees shone on her white skin, which was almost transparent.Although her appearance is not extremely beautiful, but at this moment, there is a dusty temperament emanating from her, adding a bit of fairy spirit to her.

The girl's eyes were slightly closed, and she leaned against the trunk of the spirit tree. The aura around her merged with the spirit tree, and the whole was very natural. If it wasn't for the slight sound made by her trembling eyelashes from time to time, even if someone Passing by her may not know that there is a person lying under the tree.

At this moment, the girl gently opened her eyes, revealing a pair of extremely clear and beautiful eyes.

"After waiting for so long, Linglong has finally completed the competition." The green skirt girl, Yang Qingyan, said softly, and then stood up from under the tree.

After stroking the green skirt on her body and stretching her waist, Yang Qingyan smiled slightly and walked towards the No. [-] ring.

Walking to the No. [-] ring, Yang Qingyan's smiling mouth suddenly paused, and she frowned and walked quickly towards the ring.

After walking in, Yang Qingyan's Bai Zhe's face flashed a trace of anger, and saw that the huge No. [-] ring was full of scars, and on the broken white jade floor, two blood-red men and women sat on the ground half kneeling side by side.

Although the half-kneeling monk was covered in a lot of blood, his pale face could not conceal his gentle aura. This person was none other than Ling Feng.

Looking to the other side, I saw a blood-red girl lying there. The girl was covered with scars and even had a few huge cuts on her face. This person was Linglong.

Seeing this scene, even though Yang Qingyan knew that it was a contest, she still couldn't help but feel a little angry, but at the same time she was a little surprised. It was beyond her expectation that the contest could reach this level.

In fact, Linglong would not be able to beat Ling Feng and Yang Qingyan had expected it, but she never expected that the two of them would be so miserable.

When the protective barrier on the ring was removed, in addition to the elder Zhang surnamed on the ring, Yang Qingyan also moved onto the ring.

With a flick of one hand, a green elixir appeared in her hand, and she put the elixir into Linglong's mouth, and the scars on her body began to heal immediately.

After a while, the scars on Linglong's body began to heal, and her pale complexion became slightly rosy.

Seeing that Linglong had recovered a little, Yang Qingyan thought to herself that the function of this Jade Spirit Pill was quite good, and she deserved to spend a lot of money to buy it for use.

After taking the Jade Spirit Pill, Linglong slowly regained consciousness. After seeing Yang Qingyan, a trace of excitement flashed in Linglong's eyes, and she was about to stand up and salute as soon as she moved.

Seeing the look in Linglong's eyes, Yang Qingyan knew what she was going to do, and immediately reached out to help her up, and waved her hand so that she didn't need to be so polite.

"Sister, Linglong lost."

Seeing Linglong's expression like a child waiting to be reprimanded for doing something wrong, Yang Qingyan couldn't help dispelling the anger in her heart, and then smiled slightly: "You have done a good job, if your cultivation level can be higher , might be able to defeat him."

Yang Qingyan was talking to Linglong here, while the elder Zhang surnamed who had already pasted a Changchun Talisman on Ling Feng turned around and handed Yang Qingyan a Rejuvenation Talisman and said, "This is a high-level Rejuvenation Talisman, take it to heal her injuries! "

(End of this chapter)