After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 141 Opening

When he saw the logo on the chest of Shen Qing Yizong's clothing, he couldn't help squinting slightly.

"Tianshui Peak Luohong Palace?"

Something flashed in his eyes, and Gong Yi couldn't help guessing which disciple from Luohong Palace was sitting down.

Shen Qingyi naturally also saw the logo of Luyun Peak Hengliu Hall on Gongyi's chest.

However, she didn't have time to care about the identity of that person, so she reached out and grabbed the leaves.

Seeing Gong Yi attacking her again, Shen Qingyi jumped up, with spiritual force coming out from his feet.

"Oh!"

Gong Yi's figure immediately took a few steps back, surprise flashed in his eyes.

Pure and rich water spiritual power.

Full of attack power!
Could it be that Uncle Wen Mengchen's disciple?
Fighting intent flashed in Gong Yi's eyes, and he walked towards Shen Qingyi again.

Seeing Gong Yi attacking her again, Shen Qingyi couldn't help frowning.

There are more leaves in this area than this one, there is a leaf closer to him on his left side, if you don't grab the leaves at close distance, come to grab her?
With a movement of spiritual power in Shen Qing's hand, several flying knives condensed by water spiritual power went straight to kill Gong Yi.

Feeling the chill coming from the blade, Gong Yi dodged quickly.

But at this moment, Shen Qing's foot was blown, and spiritual power gathered in his hand.

"Oh!"

The spiritual power exploded, and Gong Yi's figure retreated.

The scattered energy made the surrounding monks retreat one after another.

And Shen Qingyi also took advantage of this gap, stretched out his hand and grabbed a leaf firmly.

After Gong Yi stood firm, she looked at Shen Qingyi who was not far away, and met Shen Qingyi's gaze.

When he saw the leaf held in Shen Qing's hand, he didn't stay any longer, and grabbed a leaf beside him.

Another disciple who was just about to reach out to grab the leaves felt Gong Yi's arrival, especially after feeling the threat from him, he couldn't help but panic and panic.

"Whoa!"

Gong Yi, who stretched out his hand to catch the leaves, felt a gust of wind hit his back.

The body spreads out quickly.

Three water blades flew over.

After failing to snatch the leaves, Gong Yi turned to look at Shen Qingyi who made the shot.

The consciousness of a group of high-level monks watching on the high platform focused on the battle below.

Xia Xingchen couldn't help laughing when he noticed the battle in the Qi training group.

"Still holding grudges!"

Xia Xingchen looked at Bu Yueting who was sitting not far away.

"Brother Bu, you disciple, you can't!"

Bu Yueting didn't change his face, nor did he pay any attention to Xia Xingchen's words.

Xia Xingchen didn't care either.

Bu Yueting's temperament is just like that, cold and silent, his face paralyzed.

Although his disciple didn't have a facial paralysis, his reputation for being warlike was not small in the sect.

Xia Xingchen couldn't help but look forward to meeting that girl this time.

After all, seeing that girl again, the progress of that girl really surprised him again!

Taking a sip of tea calmly, he looked at the battle stage again.

"Dong dong!"

Two drums sounded, and the leaves above the sky and falling on the ground turned into aura and dissipated.

Some disciples who didn't get the leaves couldn't help but panic.

Originally, there were fewer leaves scattered above the sky than there were disciples participating in the competition.

This time also because of the fighting, some people failed to get the leaves within the stipulated time.

And every time Lingdaozong competes, although there will be a group arena at the end.

But the previous competition was full of strange things.

Some are prepared, but it is still difficult to prevent accidents.

For example, in the last competition, the opening match of the sect turned out to be the Four Arts of Immortal Cultivation.

Require everyone to make at least one thing within the specified time.

The more you do and the better the quality, the better your chances of running.

At that time, many monks who only practiced fighting suffered a lot.

Although there are relative broken arrays, broken symbols, etc. exist.

(End of this chapter)