Dressed as a playgirl in the immortal world

Seeing that the female cultivator on the opposite side was defeated and almost died by his own sword several times, Feng Jue's sword not only refused to accept it, but became even more murderous.

Letting this woman live in his sword domain for so long is already the greatest insult to him.

After fighting for so long, Zhuzhu actually gradually touched the threshold of the sword domain, but she still has a long way to go if she wants to cultivate out of the sword domain, and she needs to slowly understand and explore after she goes back.

Even so, it was a great gain for Zhuzhu.

She originally wanted to win steadily, but she felt Feng Jue's increasingly fierce attacks, and she was as difficult to move as a living target in the sword field. Several times, she was in danger, and it seemed that she could not win with swordsmanship alone. Feng Jue.

Zhuzhu no longer hides her clumsiness.

Her [Spirit Refining Art] has already reached the sixth level of [Soul Shifting Art].

The Sword Domain could suppress her physical body from moving, suppress the power of her swordsmanship, but could not suppress her spirit and consciousness to leave the Sword Domain.

Her consciousness condensed into an invisible long needle, which teleported out of the sword field and went straight into Feng Jue's eyebrows.

It seems like a one-hit kill move, but in fact Zhuzhu restrained a bit of consciousness, just wanting to severely injure Fengjue Sea of ​​Consciousness.

"what--"

The spiritual attack was silent, even if Feng Jue's combat experience was not weak to Zhuzhu, he couldn't detect Zhuzhu's move in time in advance.

The attack of the spiritual consciousness was painful, Feng Jue's sea of ​​consciousness was tumbling, the soul curled up into a ball, and the face of the little Nascent Soul was full of pain, not to mention his physical body.

When the needle of divine consciousness entered the sea of ​​consciousness, severe pain gushed out from the sea of ​​consciousness. The pain was so painful that Feng Jue hugged his head and yelled loudly, regardless of everyone's demeanor.

It was also at that moment that his sword domain was unstable, and Zhuzhu took the opportunity to break out of the domain, and then a sword hit Feng Jue's throat: "You lost!"

slam-la-

After a moment of silence, the audience in the audience was boiling again.

"What's the situation, how did the situation reverse so quickly?"

"Why did Zhenjun Fengjue give up attacking and yell while hugging his head? Could it be that the female cultivator from the Yuan Continent used a sneaky trick to attack!"

"It must have been a shady trick, otherwise how could Zhenjun Fengjue lose so suddenly? The female cultivators in Tianyuan Continent won't win with force. I will seek justice for Zhenjun Fengjue." Fanatic fans can't see Zhenjun Fengjue defeating a monk who was born in the Tianyuan Continent in the mid-Yuanying period, and want to feel wronged for Zhenjun Fengjue.

"I played tricks and won't win by force?"

Zhuzhu laughed angrily, "Dare to ask what is a shady trick, what is a victory without martial arts?"

She had seen some monks throwing a lot of talismans on the ring in order to win, and she also saw some monks directly fighting with hundreds of arrays, and she saw some people using poisonous weapons and hidden weapons to attack the opponent's life. Some people even brought an eighth-level spiritual pet to fight with them.

How come those people are not said to be unarmed, but instead she used the skills she cultivated to attack.

"If you didn't play dirty tricks, why did Lord Fengjue suddenly become like this? The one who is about to win is True Lord Fengjue."

"It's related to the exercises I practiced. I don't want to go into details. Believe it or not, I won anyway."

Zhuzhu didn't bother to explain to them, she would not reveal any details of the [Shenshen Jue] exercises to them, lest those people be greedy and miss her exercises, as long as the results are good.

She turned to look at the two elders of the Feng family who presided over the arena in front of the audience: "Do the two seniors also think that the junior is invincible?"

Although the two true masters of the Feng family turned their hearts towards their own juniors, under the watchful eyes of everyone, they hadn't been so cheeky to accuse Zhuzhu of playing tricks.

There are a lot of cultivators who will do everything in order to win, and even kill in the arena. Even so, as long as that person is the final winner, he can still advance.

If their Feng family were like the small group of short-sighted Nascent Soul monks in the audience, they would definitely be accused and questioned by more monks.

And it's not that they didn't see that this female cultivator showed mercy to Feng Jue's subordinates, otherwise, the female cultivator from Yuan Dalu's direct attack on Feng Jue's sea of ​​consciousness could have killed him that day.

"Little friend, you are joking. In the arena, if you lose, you lose, and if you win, you win. We only look at the result, and there is no such thing as victory." The words of the two out-of-body masters of the Feng family decided the outcome of this battle. .

Feng Jue, who was severely injured in the sea of ​​consciousness, was taken off the ring to recuperate by several stewards of the Feng family.

In fact, Feng Jue's injury was not serious, it was just more painful.

Going back, he only needs to take an eighth-grade soul nourishing pill and rest for two days to recover, without delaying him to continue participating in the competition.

Zhuzhu succeeded in the challenge and became the ringleader, and thus became famous in the battle in Fenghe City.

Standing in the arena, she glanced at the Nascent Soul cultivators below, hoping that they would challenge her on the stage, and that she could end the competition sooner, instead of standing on the stage like Feng Jue and being surrounded by others.

It's a pity that although many monks thought she was invincible in this battle, no one dared to challenge her because of her completely incomprehensible move that severely injured Zhenjun Fengjue.

So, an hour passed——

Zhuzhu is still standing on the ring as a log.

Two hours passed—

Zhuzhu became so bored that she clasped her fingers.

Three hours—

Zhuzhu simply sat on the ground.

Four hours—

Zhuzhu put her chin on her hand and closed her eyes to rest.

Five hours—

Zhuzhu fell asleep.

six hours—

Zhuzhu unknowingly changed from sitting to lying down and fell asleep.

The audience in the audience: ...

I've never been so jealous and jealous of someone before.

Why are they fighting bloody battles, even breaking their heads to challenge or defend the ring successfully, while the female cultivator from Tianyuan Continent can lie on the ring and sleep and defend the ring wantonly.

But even if they were heartbroken, no one would dare to challenge her on stage before finding out her true strength and details.

After all, everyone has only two chances to challenge, and they dare not make mistakes to lose their qualifications for the first round of the qualifiers.

Even Wuyang Zhenjun and the three had to lament that Zhuzhu's mentality is so good, and she is not afraid of someone suddenly attacking on stage.

They didn't know that although Zhuzhu fell asleep, she didn't take back the divine consciousness that she released. As long as someone came to the stage, her spiritual consciousness would immediately remind herself and enter a defensive state, which was something that other Yuanying Zhenjun could not do.

Only monks who have cultivated and entered the fifth level of [Spiritual Refining Art] can protect themselves by releasing their spiritual consciousness while sleeping.

……

Until eleven o'clock came, and seeing that there was still an hour before Zhuzhu successfully defended the ring, she herself was still asleep, and finally some Yuanying Zhenjun who thought they were strong began to move around the audience.

In the end, a big man with a height of nearly two meters jumped onto the ring first.

At the same time Zhuzhu opened her eyes and stood up and stretched herself.

The big man was not surprised that Zhuzhu woke up immediately, no monk who had cultivated to the present level dared to really fall asleep in the ring.

It's just for show.

Regardless of whether the female cultivator in front of him is pretending to be or is really asleep, True Monarch Yunji doesn't bother to sneak up on a female cultivator: "True Master Huiying, I, Yunji, come to challenge."

dizzy?

This Taoist name has the same "miao" as her name.

Zhuzhu slandered secretly in her heart, but said indifferently on the face: "Zhenjun Yunji, please make a move."

True Monarch Yunji was not too polite, and directly sacrificed two nine-petal lotus golden hammers to pinch Zhuzhu left and right.

Each of the Nine Ways Lotus Golden Brilliant Hammers weighed ten thousand catties, coupled with the strength exerted by Zhenjun Yunji, almost every hammer carried hundreds of thousands of catties of gravity unstoppable.

When the two hammers left their hands in the air, the hammer wind released by the hammers also turned into two huge lotus mountains, making Zhuzhu unable to hide in the arena with a radius of only [-] square meters, and Zhuzhu was about to be crushed. into patties...