Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 120 Seeing Shenmu Again
Before the opponent pulled his long whip, An Qingli's Crescent Moon Slash had already attacked the opponent.

The opponent was shocked, the Crescent Slash came so fast, and the long whip was restrained by the opponent's magic sword, he was confused for a moment, so he had to hastily put up the spiritual power shield to protect it.

But An Qingli's spiritual power reserve and purity were far above hers, and Crescent Moon Slashed through the spiritual power shield and went straight to the other side's door.

"Hey, this female disciple is ruthless enough!"

Elder Jie Dan, who was guarding at the side, murmured in his heart, and shot out a small water arrow, which shattered the red crescent cut, saved the female cultivator who was wielding the whip, and announced that An Qingli had won.

An Qingli won, but the female cultivator who lost was a little unconvinced. She jumped off the stage, looked at An Qingli on the stage and complained: "You are still not a sword cultivator, why are you using a sword and using spells to sneak attack!"

An Qingli stood on the stage, looked at the magic sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "I have always positioned myself as a fake sword cultivator, and I didn't go to the real sword cultivator."

And in the eyes of An Qingli today, the sword is just a foreign object, similar to the talisman array, it is just a tool to fight against the enemy, as long as he can successfully defeat the opponent, there is no need to care about the form of those foreign objects.

Of course, a sword is a powerful foreign object. If one can comprehend the meaning of the sword through the sword in his hand, then the sword is an extremely powerful foreign object.

On the way of cultivating the Tao, each person has his or her own realization, just go on according to what one realizes, there is no need to go against the original heart, and there is no need to cling to any sword intent, you have to become some kind of sword cultivator.

An Qingli cultivates swords, but now she is not obsessed with becoming a sword cultivator. What's more, if she is successful in practicing two heaven-level exercises, she will not be afraid of sword cultivators of the same rank at all.

"Hmph, you little cunning swordplayer!" The losing female cultivator snorted coldly, but actually stood in the audience and refused to leave. She wanted to see what other cunning skills that cunning swordplayer had.

The third challenger jumped on the stage, a nun with a stick.

The stick is a blunt weapon, its sharpness is not obvious, but it should not be underestimated.

The whole body of the stick is black, and it is as long as a common flying sword. The body of the stick is not overly carved. At first glance, it looks like a piece of dead wood taken from a tree.

But An Qingli had seen thousands of magic tools and treasures before, so how could she treat that stick like an ordinary dead wood.

An Qingli communicated with Xiao Jintan in the mustard space, and Xiao Jintan's golden soul entered An Qingli's mansion to help identify the dead wood.

"Huh!" Xiao Jintan exclaimed in surprise, "It's actually a piece of sacred tree, cut from an ancient undead tree, this girl is not simple!"

An Qingli understood, and did not dare to be careless, so she called out the Chiyan Sword.The fire-attributed Red Flame Sword, forged by smelting fire, is already a low-grade magic weapon.

As for the other party's Undying Tree Divine Tree, it is impossible to identify its grade, and perhaps there are not many people who know it, but it is far more resistant to cutting and burning than those eighth and ninth-order formation plates. Only by comparing it can you know how powerful it is.

"Qin Wuyue, new inner disciple, please enlighten me."

"An Zizhu on the Spirit Medicine Peak, please enlighten me."

After the two bowed to each other, they opened their postures.

For a while, no one took the lead.

The arena was as quiet as a cemetery.

It's going to be a tough fight!
Elder Jin Dan, who was taking care of the disciples, cheered up. He was responsible for taking care of the disciples. If a contestant fell accidentally on the stage, he would not only be punished, but also humiliated.He had to be ready at any time to save one of them.

The whip-wielding female cultivator in the audience glanced at An Qingli and then at Qin Wuyue, but she was not sure about the outcome of the competition.

Especially An Qingli, who used a middle-grade spiritual weapon in the previous fight, but now suddenly called out a low-grade magic weapon, which made the Whip Nvxiu laugh and get angry.

Those disciples who love to participate in the gambling game took aim at this place, gathered together by coincidence, and immediately set up a gambling game.

"Two junior sisters, you can't just stand like this. I'll count to three, and you all will"

Before the voice fell, the two people on the stage seemed to have not heard the people below. Suddenly, the two of them fought together like rabbits.

For a time, the red light won the victory.

It turned out that it was An Qingli who used his sword to swing the crescent cut, and the one-foot-high crescent cut pierced through the air, so fast that everyone in the audience did not expect it.

Qin Wuyue reacted quickly, raised the stick and slashed the crescent moon, but the stick was not damaged at all.

The two were separated a little bit, An Qingli was the main attacker, and the other side was the main defender.

However, An Qingli used a lot of spiritual power to attack with a sword, while the opponent focused on defense and did not consume much spiritual power.

The other party had intentions to quarrel with An Qingli.

An Qingli's eyebrows darkened, and he swung his sword for another strong attack, and the opponent quickly raised his stick to block it.

An Qingli didn't wait for the opponent to defend with a stick, and immediately launched ten crescent slashes, and immediately surrounded and suppressed the opponent.

That Qin Wuyue had seen An Qingli fight with the Crescent Slash before, and she had always been wary of An Qingli's move in her heart.

So the ten crescent slashes that came suddenly, although they were fierce, did not make her panic, but they made her movements a little hasty.

Qin Wuyue stepped back in a hurry, holding the stick in the middle of the stick, and instantly swung the stick into a round shield, smashing the incoming crescent moons.

If it was an ordinary wooden stick, it would have been chopped into powder by those crescents.

But what Qin Wuyue held was the sacred tree of the undead tree, even if An Qingli wielded the sword with the help of a high-grade magic weapon, he might not be able to do anything against the stick itself.

Since there was nothing to do with the wooden stick, An Qingli went to deal with the person holding the stick.

An Qingli pressed down with the sword, and cut out another crescent cut. The crescent cut was divided into two parts, two parts into four parts, and four parts into eight parts. .

The opponent couldn't dodge from left to right, front to back, so he had to jump up.

And An Qingli had expected it a long time ago, almost the next moment he swung his sword, he made a few crescent cuts and headed towards the top of the opponent's head.

The other party couldn't look at the head and tail, just hurriedly jumped up, saw the menacing crescent cut above his head, hurriedly raised his stick to hit, the door was wide open, how could An Qingli let it go, immediately crossed his sword, and aimed at the other party With a wave of the abdomen.

Elder Jin Dan, who was guarding him, didn't dare to blink, his fingers pinched the formula, ready to strike at any time.

The attacks of the foundation-building disciples are far faster than those of the qi-training disciples, and if they are negligent, they will be dereliction of duty.

Above and in the middle are crescent slash attacks. Qin Wuyue can't go up or down, so she can only swing her stick to block the deadly attack on her abdomen. A crescent slash passed over her head, cutting off her A high bun on the top of the head.

The bun was undone, and the long hair was flying, which surprised some of the male cultivators who watched the battle, so surprised that they all let out a "wow".

The victory was not yet decided, An Qingli took advantage of the victory and pursued, aiming at the weak point, and swung a few crescent cuts one after another, Qin Wuyue messed up his hands and feet, the back of his hands and arms were chopped off, and bloodstains were seen.

Several male cultivators saw that An Qingli's eyes changed, and blamed her for hurting the beauty with her cruel hands.

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