Sword Immortal, she convinces people with reason

Chapter 216
Jiang Yan's face was frosty, and alert was written all over his body.

He raised the black gold long sword specially used by inner disciples, lightly twisted the sword flower, and raised his eyes to look at Zhang Yi, who was fooling around, without pretending to speak.

With such an appearance, in Zhang Yi's eyes, he was just a weaned little raccoon slave with delicate features.

At this moment, the little thing is as if its fur has exploded, shrugging its shoulders and baring its teeth, raising its pink and tender claws from time to time, bluffing.

Zhang Yi smiled, and there was a difference between a big realm and a small realm. No matter how good this little raccoon slave was, he couldn't escape his palm.

With the winning ticket in his hands, Zhang Yi started to tease him.

"Jiang Daoyou, meeting is fate, why reject people thousands of miles away?"

Jiang Yan was so keen that he could sense Zhang Yi's interest in him.

It's just that this interest is probably aimed at his deceptive skin, not really seeing him as an opponent.

The dimples on Jiang Yanqiao's face disappeared, her brows were raised, and she said in a deep voice: "There are all nonsense on the ring, it seems that Zhang Daoyou has never regarded me as one of the factions!"

When Zhang Yi heard this, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Daoyou is beautiful, but his temper is a little grumpy, and his voice is a little low.

In addition, at a young age, Jiang Daoyou has contracted a problem that all monks of the Guiyi sect have - incomprehensible amorous feelings.

It still has to be up to him to do it, and with a little training, Jiang Daoyou can understand how to be a good female cultivator!

Zhang Yi curled his lips, and said with contempt, "Jiang Daoyou, the difference in cultivation between you and me is here. If I make a move, you will either die or be disabled!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang Yan again.

At this glance, Zhang Yi discovered another shortcoming of this stunning beauty.

Jiang Daoyou's figure is really nothing to look at.

"I, Zhang Yi, have always been sympathetic and cherishing jade, why not..." Zhang Yi laughed teasingly, "You call me a good brother, and I will give you five moves to make you look better when you return to the Yi faction, how about it?"

Jiang Yan almost gritted his silver teeth, and he firmly grasped the standard long sword used by inner disciples.

Is it necessary to borrow the Acacia Sect Taoist robe to wear, so that these monks can find out that he is a man?

Or... the people in the cultivation world are really like the suzerain of Tianwu Sect, they don't care about trivial matters, and they can take all men and women?

Jiang Yan didn't bother to say anything more.

To put it bluntly, Zhang Yi dared to speak so rudely because of his low cultivation base.

How many people in the comprehension world would dare to tease her with the unparalleled beauty and powerful real Wu Lan?
After Jiang Yan figured it out, he decided to make a quick decision.

With a little step, he turned and flew to Zhang Yi's eyes, and slashed his sword towards his heart.

Zhang Yi was slightly surprised, but he raised his sword to block it calmly.

The spirit sword was still in its sheath, and a bright spark sparked between the scabbard and Jiang Yan's black gold sword.

With a twist of Jiang Yan's wrist, the spirit sword turned, and the tip of the sword fell straight down.

Zhang Yi was startled, and quickly took a step back, avoiding the spirit sword that struck down three ways.

"It's so kind to be a donkey's liver and lungs! I wanted to form a good relationship with you and save you some face. Since you don't know how to cherish it, don't blame me for being rude!"

With a wave of Zhang Yi's hand, the spirit sword came out of its sheath, and like a commanding arm, it turned into a fiery red sword light and flew towards Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan's expression froze, and he spun half a circle along Zhang Yi's sword. At the same time, his spiritual sense came out and turned into an invisible thin needle, stabbing fiercely at Zhang Yi who was attacking him with Ling Kong Yujian.

Taking advantage of the moment when he blocked the divine sense and loosened slightly, Jiang Yan turned the tip of his sword, leading the sword light to circle.

Huohong Jianguang went back a little faster than when he came.

But Zhang Yi had already regained his composure, stretched out his hand to grab the spirit sword, and took only two steps back before regaining his footing.

Jiang Yan's consciousness collided with Zhang Yi forcibly, and the sea of ​​consciousness was shaken, and the face that was originally as white as powder was even more transparent.

Fortunately, he had already prepared for it, and he had an extra Requiem Pill in his hand.

In a short while, the shock in the sea of ​​consciousness subsided, the soul became more stable, and the spiritual power that was used was also restored.

Wuling Island is surrounded by water. Compared with other islands, the aura of water is more abundant.

But at this moment, Wuling Mountain has not yet erupted, and the fire aura has not yet reached its peak.

Just like Jiang Yan, who has two spiritual roots of water and soil, and Zhang Yi, who has a single fire root, are at a stalemate.

The battle between the two is still going on, and the competition in the other seven arenas is also in full swing.

……

There are only two ways to end the Tianjiao battle.

Either abstain and admit defeat, or decide the winner.

However, the battle between monks in the Nascent Soul stage, the outcome of life and death, is all in the blink of an eye.

If he hadn't abstained from the contest before the start of the fight, he probably wouldn't have had the chance to speak again.

Unless the elders who led the team intervened in the competition to save their Tianjiao disciples, the moment the elders made a move would also mean admitting defeat.

The Tianjiao battle not only tests the strength of the Tianjiao disciples, it is also a severe test for the elders who lead the team.

If the strike is too early, the disciple's strategy of showing weakness and luring the enemy may be ruined; if the strike is too late, the disciple may have died of serious injuries and is powerless to recover.

Therefore, most of the disciples of Tianjiao will agree with the leader leader about signals, or hand gestures, or sword moves, or formulas...the list goes on.

The onlookers gathered together in twos and threes, watched the fierce competition on the ring from a distance, and discussed a few times, but it was not as loud as it was during the rookie meeting.

Seeing Jiang Yan and Zhang Yi in the arena going back and forth, indistinguishable from each other, Lin Yige felt at ease.

Yu Wei, the fourth brother, was there, so the three members of the Guiyi faction would not be in danger of their lives.

However, the Lord of the Dark Alliance took action to protect the disciples of the Guiyi faction, which still attracted people's attention and daydreams.

Therefore, Lin Yige's consciousness never left "Gu Xiaoyun", making him stare at Jiang Yan on the ring.

Step in and intervene as soon as the signal is received.

At this time, Wen Caiwei hadn't entered the ring yet, and Wen Zongyi still maintained a cold attitude on his face, and a question popped out of his mouth from time to time.

"Caiwei has really mastered Gui Yi's sword art?"

"If I remember correctly, she has realized the second level of the Water Moon Mirror Flower Art, right?"

"Caiwei's Dihuo Mingyi Sword, does it have a sword spirit?"

……

That uneasy look is quite like an old mother who hopes her child will become a dragon.

"Yes, yes, everything is ready. With Caiwei's ability, you can rest assured." Lin Yige said casually, "but Wen Caihe, she is also your niece, don't you worry about it? Be biased!"

Isn't Wen Zongyi afraid of a rift between sisters of the same clan who are supposed to support each other?
"Where is my preference?" Wen Zongyi spread his hands, with a bit of helplessness on his face, "Caihe is 180 years old this year. She has been strong and healthy since she was a child. Caiwei's ten meals are not enough for her to eat. Caiwei can eat one day. Caihe couldn't finish sorting out the accounts in ten days!"

The Wen family's children each have their own strengths. After determining their spiritual roots and entering the Tao, they will be cultivated according to their strengths.

"Originally, I planned to ask Caiwei to take charge of the entire Wen family, and Cai He and several other children of the same generation would be responsible for defending the Wen family. In a real fight, Cai He's strength will not be a problem."

After Wen Zongyi finished speaking, he sighed faintly.

This was all his plan when his relationship with Wu Lan was still alive, talking about it now would only add to the sadness.

(End of this chapter)