Sword Immortal, she convinces people with reason

Chapter 218
The several sword qi emitted by Jiang Yan contained the spiritual power of earth and spiritual power of water, which restrained Zhang Yi's spiritual power of fire.

The outside of Zhang Yi's left leg was cut by Jiang Yan's suddenly turning sword energy, and he was caught off guard and let out a cry of pain.

After he healed the wound, he came back to his senses, and Jiang Yan had already changed into a brand new Taoist robe of an inner sect disciple of the Guiyi sect.

Zhang Yi glanced at the neckline of Jiang Yan's Taoist robe, and saw a bulge on his throat that a woman could not have. Only then did he understand why he always felt that something was wrong--Jiang Yan has what he has!

This guy has a beautiful face, but he is a big man!

Zhang Yi's face was flushed red, and a little bit of embarrassment turned into anger.

I am a man of seven feet, openly flirting with male cultivators, it has already made people laugh, if I lose to this little boy again...

Zhang Yi controlled the sword again, and summoned hundreds of yellow-green sword qi in one go, sealing Jiang Yan's retreat and at the same time tying him into a beehive!

Before Zhang Yi started, Jiang Yan put on another five pieces of armor in a calm manner, and slowly poured three pieces of Guiyuan Pill for replenishing aura into his mouth.

Water spiritual power and earth spiritual power were released, and three layers of spiritual power shields were stacked on top of the five treasure armors.

Seeing Zhang Yi's panic at this moment, Jiang Yan's lips flickered with dimples. Surrounded by hundreds of sword qi with Yuanying Qihuo spiritual power, he only focused on looking for Zhang Yi's flaws.

Hundreds of sword qi pierced Jiang Yan's body at the same time, and the fire spirit power broke through layers of defenses, burning many scars on Jiang Yan's body, making a sizzling sound, and emitting the smell of burnt flesh.

Before the sword light dissipated, a silent but not negligible sword energy pierced Zhang Yi's dantian like lightning, and slashed straight at his fragile primordial spirit.

Seeing that he was so brave and brave enough to die together, and wanted to abolish Zhang Yi's foundation of cultivation, they couldn't help but change their faces.

Few of the Tianjiao disciples present are confident that they can subdue such a fierce beauty!

After all, Zhang Yi has a mid-Yuanying cultivation base, and when Jiang Yan's sword energy entered his body, he had already reacted.

The spiritual energy all over his body was condensed in front of the primordial spirit, blocking most of the sword energy!

There was only a faint red mark on the neck of the primordial spirit like a newborn baby.

Zhang Yi's spiritual power surged for a moment, and then stabilized again.

Angry from his heart, he immediately decided to fight an eye with an eye, smashing the golden elixir in Jiang Yan's dantian, which had exhausted all his spiritual energy.

However, as soon as he mobilized his spiritual power, Zhang Yi felt his whole body go numb, and he couldn't move an inch!
At this moment, Jiang Yan limped out from the scattered yellow-green sword light.

His breath was a little unstable, and his whole body was steaming like a piece of red-hot coke, with burns all over his body, which made people unbearable to look directly at.

"Ahem..." Jiang Yan coughed out two puffs of white smoke as he walked, and walked up to Zhang Yi, showing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, "Fellow Daoist Zhang Yi, I accept it!
After all, he confiscated Zhang Yi's spirit sword, grabbed Zhang Yi's bun with one hand, dragged him all the way to the edge of the ring, and kicked him.

Zhang Yi was kicked off the ring and was about to fall into the boiling mountain top lake.

When entering the water, Zhang Yi suddenly regained his freedom, turned around and landed on the shore of the lake.

In the crowd, losing to Jiang Yan whose cultivation base was much lower than his own, Zhang Yi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his whole body exuded a terrifying murderous aura.

The nearby monks ran away one after another, not daring to come forward to chat.

After a while, Qi Shusheng, the presiding elder of the Tianyan Sword Sect, gritted his teeth and announced: "No. [-], Jiang Yan, who belongs to the first school, wins a game. Number [-], Zhang Yi, Tianyan Sword Sect, loses a game."

Due to the convenience of occupying the serial number and the fact that he was the first to win, Jiang Yan still ranked first in the Tianjiao list.

Zhang Yi ranked 91st.

The onlookers never expected that the most suspenseful match between Zhang Yi in the middle stage of Nascent Soul and Jiang Yan in the late stage of Jindan turned out to be such an unexpected result!
"I don't seem to understand, what happened?"

"Mr. Jiang Yan used the scorpion-tailed spider venom sac in the rookie meeting, it should be that one?"

"I didn't expect Mr. Jiang Yan to be burned into charcoal, and he has such a beautiful face..."

"It's worthy of being a disciple of the Guiyi faction. Only this kind of endurance is beyond human reach!"

……

Lin Yige, who was controlling "Gu Xiaoyun" and was about to make a move, was also a little surprised.

Jiang Yan not only obtained several pieces of body armor from Si Ji, but also exchanged various pills for wound healing, recovery, and pain relief...the preparations are really sufficient.

I think his contribution points as a true disciple were all spent on this preparation.

But as long as he can become the Golden Core Tianjiao in the Tianjiao battle, he can get a large amount of contribution points when he returns to Heming Mountain.

After repaying the contribution points for entering the trial tower for the second time, there is still a surplus.

Wen Zongyi glanced at her and couldn't help but said, "Lin Yige, is this what you said 'it's just good luck'?"

According to this standard, how cruel should a disciple with average luck be? !

"I didn't expect that either!" Lin Yige scratched his face, and said calmly, "But Jiang Yan has already passed the true test of the Guiyi faction, so it's not a shame to the name of the true biography!"

Wen Zongyi is also happy to see the success of this.

If Caiwei can pass the true test in the future, Liu Fufeng and Jiang Yan will be her real brothers.

Looking at the seven generations of true disciples of the Guiyi School, all of them cared for Lin Yige very much. It is conceivable that Liu Fufeng and Jiang Yan will also protect Caiwei in the palm of their hands in the future.

The most important thing is that he, Wen Zong Yi Neng, and Master Wu Lan, Chi Wulan, the third disciple of the Guiyi School's seventh-generation true biography, took care of Caiwei together...

Rounding off, the relationship between him and Immortal Wu Lan will be even closer!
After Lin Yige finished speaking, he saw that the old friend was lost in thought again, his cheeks were flushed, and his heart was full of spring.

She rolled her eyes, she knew without guessing that Wen Zongyi was going crazy again.

Lin Yige didn't speak any more, and only turned his gaze to Wen Caiwei.

……

When Jiang Yan got off the ring, the monks along the way avoided one after another and made way for him.

He slowly walked in front of Wen Caiwei and Yan Mingyue, and Wen Caihe seemed to have left.

Wen Caiwei saw Jiang Yan's severely burned and slowly scabbed skin, and dug out a bottle of high-quality wanhuadan from her receiving ring.

Wanhuadan contains the vitality of flowers and plants, which can not only heal injuries, but also beautify and nourish the skin. It is the most symptomatic.

Brother Jiang Yan's beautiful face belongs to the Guiyi faction, how can he easily damage it?

Without Senior Brother Jiang standing at the mountain gate, the number of people who came to Heming Mountain to enter the labyrinth of trials would be reduced by [-]%!
Wen Caiwei put on a concerned look, and whispered softly: "Senior brother Jiang, use a few pills quickly, I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle later!"

Jiang Yan was in agony from the fire spirit power left by the sword qi, and the elixir he had prepared had to be reserved for the next competition. He wanted to endure it, and when his spirit power recovered, he would naturally relieve it, and he could use this to leave a trace of pain in his body. Sword wound...

A flawed face won't attract mad bees and butterflies, right?
But it burns and hurts beyond imagination.

Seeing the elixir handed over by Junior Sister Caiwei, his heart warmed, he took it without any doubt, poured out one and threw it into his mouth.

(End of this chapter)