The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

The old man opposite him couldn't help but smile, even facing his own master, this little sword idiot still doesn't care much.

This pure sword heart is good, but it's not good.

Forget it, disciples have their own blessings, I don't worry about my own blessings, Fu Yuan thought so, but thinking of a certain point, he still said to Wu Shifang.

"The teacher has already explained to you that you should try your best to fight for it. Usually, based on your sword skills, it is enough to enter the top three, but the teacher can guess that this time it has something to do with Tianzhu in advance. Those hidden families Naturally, those ancient monsters will also be born, so don't be careless."

Wu Shifang didn't move his eyes from the sword, he replied patiently and with a little piety: "Master, don't worry, this disciple knows well."

Fu Yuan is the lord of the lotus city. He doesn't care about the so-called face, he only cares about the future of his apprentice, but since the little guy Shifang has said so, he doesn't talk too much.

He came out of retreat this time because of this big competition for his disciples.

The geniuses of the human race are all dragons and phoenixes, so they can't be underestimated, but Matsushita has the heart, if Xiao Shifang really encounters one or two setbacks, his disciples will know it by themselves, and they will only have extraordinary fighting spirit, and will not know how to speak. A damaged heart is also a lot of tempering.

"Skunk, you just hold your Chi Xiao for the rest of your life."

Fu Yuan snorted coldly, and then disappeared.

Wu Shifang has a handsome figure, and his aura has reached the perfection of Nascent Soul. He is as light as smoke and mist, with an ethereal feeling that does not care about everything. Only when he looks at the sword in his arms, his eyes are burning, even a little fanaticism.

Tianzhu, of course he wants to fight. Under the Tianzhu, he can briefly touch the origin of the world's rules, and he wants to use it to prove his own way of swordsmanship.

……

Three or four days after Pei Xihe left the customs, Yingfei also left the customs with the aura of Nascent Soul Dzogchen.

Her eyes flickered, flying like a luan.

Pei Xihe participated in the fighting field, and the name she applied for was naturally the alchemy field. The requirement of this alchemy field is to be popular in the world. Fortunately, there is no requirement for age in every arena competition.

Cultivator Yuan Ying has a thousand years of life, she and Pei Xihe are both over 300 years old, but in fact, she is only in her 80s now, and most of the time she spends in retreat .

"Tsk tsk, this talent is really enviable. When we met last time, you and I were still a little behind, but now you have reached Nascent Soul Consummation a few days earlier than me."

Her face is as bright as jade, and her expression is calm, saying that this is not really envy, but just a sigh.

Pei Xihe replied with a smile: "I just took advantage of the power of the fire seed in my body, so I can refine the power of medicine and spiritual energy faster, and you, a Nascent Soul who is less than a hundred years old, is a consummated, fourth-rank alchemist, why do you envy me? If you go out, you will embarrass the monks around you."

Yingfei laughed out loud, this is natural, when she first entered this fairy temple, she was just in the early stage of Yuanying, there were many life-threatening crises in the fairy temple, but the opportunities were also rich, and the past 20 years have been endless. It has reached the state of consummation from the initial stage, and only needs to continuously deepen the induction of the soul and the Nascent Soul, then the transformation of the gods can be expected.

In the original world, without great fortune, it may not be possible to do it in 30 years.

She has always been absolutely confident in herself and will never lose to anyone.

The fox interrupted them and said: "Each of you give me a ray of thought power, and I will inject it into the formation together with my own. This will form a brand in your consciousness. If you encounter danger, you can stimulate it again Returning to the Great Formation, and then being hidden in the ground veins, even Mahayana monks can't find it, even if they go to the royal city, they can go through the sky."

Hearing this, Ying Fei and Pei Xihe each drew out a strand of thought power of their own and handed it to the fox.

Pei Xihe's thought power was like a thin silver-purple thread, mysterious and magnificent, while Ying Fei's thought power was like red crystal red jade, with a little scorching heat.

The fox stretched out his paws to take it, and his white-gold fox thoughts were also drawn out, and the three thoughts were immediately fell into the ground by his tricks. This lotus city was originally built on the refining ground veins.

Soon the power of thought merged into the formation hidden deep in the earth veins, the two of them and the fox each reacted, a brand appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, and there was a slight induction with this formation.

"It's done."

The fox said, and then collapsed on the ground, not because he was tired, but because he simply felt comfortable.

"The next step is to rely on you to enter the Grand Competition."

Pei Xihe and Yingfei coincidentally smiled.

"You can rest assured."

……

The grand competition held in Liancheng was held in the city lord's mansion, on the tallest building in the center, fighting in the open air.

Pei Xihe flew up until it landed on the table, and then looked back. Clouds and mists were lingering outside the pavilion. At a very high altitude, the practitioner's eyesight was excellent, and he could even glimpse the scenery outside the city.

The mountains are towering and green, the sky is rising above, the flying pavilion is flowing, and there is no land below, nothing more than that.

This is to avoid excessively fierce fighting and harming the citizens of the city. Most of those people have superficial cultivation, and the aftermath of Nascent Soul fighting can easily kill them. A spiritual weapon will record all the scenes of this place and pass them on to the people. Watch it, to be fair.

Pei Xihe passed five levels and killed six generals all the way. Her combat strength was far beyond the realm, not to mention that she was still the highest cultivation level allowed in this competition.

Even Fu Yuan, the city lord who was secretly observing, couldn't help but look sideways, and even had some thoughts in his heart, so he secretly used his authority and made some arrangements.

Born in a second-tier city, there is such a genius.He was certain in his heart that his apprentice had the ability to compete for the top three in the King City Grand Competition, but he wanted to see if there would be another Tianjiao in Liancheng this year who would compete for the top three.

Pei Xihe looked at the oncoming cultivator. The competition lasted for [-] days. This was her opponent in the seventh round. The first six competitions were all cultivators from Yuanying Consummation and Yuanying Late Stage. The exception is Nascent Soul Consummation.

There was a slight twinkle in her eyes, and she felt a bit of unusual aura. Now it was the end of the competition. As a dark horse that broke out, she attracted attention and made it all the way to the final four-person competition.

The four cultivators have to fight each other with the other three. There will be a total of six competitions for the four. Every time they win a game, they will accumulate one point. The loser will not deduct points. After the six competitions are over, the points will be accumulated. The top three are selected to win.

It was Wu Shifang who was in front of Pei Xihe.

He was dressed in green clothes, his body was as vigorous as a green bamboo, handsome and indifferent, with an ethereal aura all over his body.

Holding the sword in his arms, he bowed slightly to Pei Xihe as a salute.

"Wu Shifang, please enlighten me."

Pei Xihe cupped her hands in return and said, "Lianran, please enlighten me."

Let’s just say, Wu Shifang’s aura changed suddenly. He shook hands with the sword in his arms, and pulled the sword out of the scabbard with his right hand. A burst of cold light flashed brightly. Tiger, the dragon of the sea.

Chi Xiao, Emperor Dao Sword.

A sword stabbed out, as if sweeping endless cold light and murderous intent, covering the sky and covering the earth, and the phantom of the emperor dragon emerged, as if swallowing the sky and the earth, with a thread of killing intent.

Pei Xihe's body trembled slightly, excited. This person, with such strong sword intent, was an unrivaled swordsman.

Not only her, but the Tianguang Saber in Dantian is also shining brightly, eager to try and fight for strength.

Tian Guang appeared in her hand, holding the hilt of the knife tightly with her right hand, she was not afraid of the sword that was wrapped in endless cold killing intent after stabbing out, the sword intent and sword intent are actually the root of the Dao of Weapons, each other Between the collisions, it is the time of rapid improvement.

The blade collided with the tip of the sword, and mana and spiritual power fluctuated and competed.

Pei Xihe and Wu Shifang fought for thousands of rounds in just a few breaths, and their sword skills were extremely mysterious.

A sense of pride and evenly matched victories suddenly arose in her heart.

My knife is naturally top-notch!If there is any obstacle, the sword of the emperor will also cut it!

The scorching heat in Wu Shifang's eyes also gradually rose. He watched the female cultivator's several battles and knew that her sword skills were extraordinary, but now facing him directly, he felt even more subtle.

The swordsmanship is brilliant, turning light into silk, the sword intent is flowing, agitating wantonly, the sword of the emperor's way, crushing the world!
Sweeping away with a sword, there seemed to be a mysterious and magnificent sound, suppressing the space with laws, making it impossible for Pei Xihe to avoid it!