Refusing to ascend at the beginning

Chapter 309 The chance to meet the monk Kujing
The second battle in the second round of the Battle of the Five Realms was between Yi Jinfeng and a disciple of the Tianying Immortal Sect.

The latter is a dark horse who broke out in this grand gathering of the Immortal Sect. The sect master with the highest cultivation level in his sect is only at the seventh level, but his combat power is unexpectedly strong. Even the Yuanyang Immortal Sect’s All the disciples were defeated by him, which gave everyone a great surprise.

The battle between the two started. When everyone was still looking forward to whether a miracle would happen and whether they could watch a dark horse defeat the veteran Xianzong, the powerful Yi Jinfeng did not give the dark horse a chance and suppressed it with his absolute strength. Preventing the possibility of a miracle happening, he pressed down the head of the running black horse, making everyone feel sorry for him.

Yi Jinfeng successfully advanced to the final battle and faced Su Han again.

However, in everyone's opinion, the two fighting again probably won't change anything.

The leader of the Five Realms War has long been decided in everyone's minds, and there is no dispute.

Subsequently, the two battles in the Six Realms Battle also ended successfully.

In the battle between the four realms and the five realms, the Qing Chi Sword Sect, which suffered successive defeats, finally saved some face and joined hands with the Wuyan Immortal Sect to advance to the final battle, avoiding the fact that its own sect did not appear in the battle for the leadership of the three realms. The disciple’s embarrassing situation.

After another hour of rest, the final battle of each of the three realms finally kicked off.

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The first to play was He Fang who "needed revenge" and Pu Shan with a calm face.

Compared to the battle in the five realms, which had no suspense at all, the final battle in the four realms was quite exciting.

He Fang had lost to Pu Shan once in the twenty battles in the first round, but it was obvious that he didn't use his full strength.

At this moment in the battle for the title, he no longer has any worries and can finally take action freely. But he wonders if he can surprise everyone. As the most popular candidate for the title, Pushan is very difficult to defeat.

Elder Feng named He Fang and Pu Shan, and they slowly came out of the queue.

After bowing silently, He Fang took out the Qingyun Sword given by Su Han and brushed the blade with his fingers.

This sword is of much better quality than the sword he obtained at Mojian Peak when he was in the Qing Chi Sword Sect.Over the past few years, he has been practicing swordplay every day and has become very familiar with it.

But at this moment, he found that the blade seemed to be shaking slightly.

He looked down.

It turned out that it was not the sword that was shaking, but his hand holding the sword.

Quitting the Qing Chi Sword Sect and pursuing the path to the Immortal Sect Grand Meeting on his own was the boldest decision he had ever made.Joining the Trio Sect is also a very risky decision.

Fortunately, these two decisions seem to have achieved a relatively good result at the moment.

The three people's sect is flourishing and gradually prospering.

He himself is now standing in the battle for the leader of the Immortal Sect Grand Meeting.

No matter he wins or loses, he can understand the Immortal Pearl.

The cultivation that has been trapped in four realms for a long time has broken the fairy bond for nearly ten years, and it is finally about to be renewed.

While feeling emotional and thinking, he took a breath, clouds and mist floated under his feet, and he raised his eyes to look at Pushan.

He moved his sword forward, and at the same time he knew that his trembling hands were not because of nervousness or fear, but...he was excited!
"bass!"

With a soft sound, the cloud and mist exploded behind him as if being blown away by a strong wind, and his figure leaped towards Pushan, only the latter's figure was reflected in his pupils, and he shouted angrily: "Long Teng!"

The Qingyun Sword is like a giant dragon shuttling between the clouds, soaring through the clouds and mist, and his figure disappears and appears for no apparent reason, making it unpredictable.

Pu Shan's eyes lit up, and he seemed a little surprised by He Fang's explosion.

However, he quickly changed his look of compassion and said, "No matter how many times you try, it won't work."

As he spoke, the aura of the cave in his body spurted out from every pore on his body and connected together on the surface of his body. His skin immediately seemed to be plated with a layer of gold foil.

"King Kong is not bad!" He shouted lightly, and stood still, facing He Fang's sword strike.

In the first round, he relied on this body-protecting skill to push him all the way. Even if he stood still and let someone chop him, even if the opponent's sharp weapon collapsed and opened a gap, he was not hurt at all.

He Fang has also seen this style of indestructibility, and He can't help him either!
He is confident that no matter who attacks with all his strength, he cannot break his defense!

"Chong!"

The Qingyun Sword poked Pushan's chest, making a sound of gold and iron.

He Fang stopped, looked up at Pu Shan, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved upward.

Pu Shan was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head to look at his chest.

Under the robe, the blade of the sword had penetrated the chest to the depth of a knuckle, and a trace of blood slid out along the blade.

King Kong is not broken...was broken? !He looked into He Fang's eyes in disbelief.

The damage caused is not big, but if it is broken, it is broken!

Pushan's thick eyebrows immediately frowned, and he raised his hand to pat it away without any warning.

The glowing round light spreads from the palm, its fluctuations are pure and dangerous!

He Fang's pupils narrowed and he recognized this as the equally famous "Prajna Palm" of the Du Ye Buddhist Sect.

He made a prompt decision, retracted the Qingyun Sword, and immediately retreated using the Wandering Dragon Movement Technique.

Pushan didn't let him go and caught up with him at a special pace.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo..."

He Fang concentrated on avoiding the successive attacks of Prajna Palms.

Gradually, Pushan's palm power, which had been hit continuously, began to decline.

He Fang seized this opportunity, and the Qingyun Sword immediately bent, and then swung towards Pu Shan from a tricky angle, like a dragon wagging its tail, very cruel!

The spiritual energy on the drawn sword tip vibrated violently, and its power was astonishing!
Pu Shan hesitated for a moment, and instead of choosing to carry it with his indestructible body, he avoided it.

Qing Yunjian took a break, He Fang's sword changed again, and chased him away.

The offense and defense of the two immediately switched over.

"Qiang, Qiang Qiang, Qiang..."

The battle was fierce, the flashing sword light collided with the dancing golden body, and the spiritual energy spread, leaving everyone dizzy.

The spectators were astonished at who's fighting power broke out. After all, Pushan's strength was recognized as strong. There was talk that he was the leader even before the Xianzong event began, but the former could only be regarded as a genius.

But he didn't expect that he, who had been leading but not attacking, could actually defeat Pu Shan with all his strength.

Su Han also looked at He Fang with admiration. The latter was able to master the Wandering Dragon Sword Technique in just a few years, which shows how hard he practiced in private.

Pushan's heart sank. The opponent's strength far exceeded his expectations. The long-lost Wandering Dragon Sword Technique was extremely powerful, making it difficult for him to parry.

Under He Fang's relentless and fierce attack, Pu Shan's original mood of neither joy nor sorrow could not help but ignite a trace of anger.

"Vajra with Angry Eyes!" Suddenly, a mark like a drop of red blood appeared between Pushan's eyebrows, and his figure suddenly swelled several points.

With a "pop" sound, his palms came together, and he clamped the blade of He Fang's Qingyun Sword forcefully.

He Fang's heart was shaken, and he returned the sword vigorously, but the sword body remained motionless.

Pushan's lips pursed slightly and slowly opened, as if spiritual energy was gushing out from his throat.

"The Mahayana mantra?" He Fang's eyes narrowed, and as his thoughts flashed, a trace of cruelty appeared on his face, and he actually had no intention of avoiding it.

The spiritual energy of the cave rolled out from the limbs and bones and converged on the Qingyun Sword. Immediately, the sword turned over like a crouching dragon, spun around, broke away from the strong palms, and then brought the hilt to his mouth and blew suddenly.

"Roar!" The spiritual energy passed over the sword body and turned into a dragon roar at the tip of the sword!

It was the move that Xu Lele used to destroy the soul of the Supreme Elder of Qing Chi Sword Sect with one blow during the chaos in Middle-earth!

Elder Feng was startled and prepared to separate the two men from fighting, but at the same time, Pu Shan's mantra also came to his lips——

"Duh!"

A circle of sound waves spread from his lips, and before Elder Feng took action, he encountered Long Yin!
Suddenly, an extremely harsh sound exploded between the two of them!
Among the spectators whose cultivation was below the fifth realm, there was faint bleeding from the ear openings. Even those in the fifth realm felt their eardrums hurt and their souls were shaken.

The moment the sound wave spread, Elder Feng's spiritual energy shrouded it, dissipating the deafening and soul-shattering dragon's roar and the mantra, so as to prevent the souls of those with low cultivation levels from being damaged.

After eliminating the two attacks, he frowned and looked towards the field.

Everyone also looked over and said, "Has the winner been determined?"

Su Xuan looked at He Fang, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

He Fang and Pu Shan remained motionless in the posture just now.

Just when everyone held their breath to see who would win and who lost——

"puff……"

Pushan opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blood mist stained the Qingyun Sword and gathered into blood droplets, then quietly dripped onto the ground.

Then Pushan also fell to the ground.

He Fang's figure was crumbling, but he was strong enough not to fall. Instead, he staggered to the ground with Qingyun Sword, and stared at Elder Feng with bloody eyes.

That expression seemed to be about to eat the latter.

Elder Feng paused, glanced at Pu Shan who was unconscious on the ground, and said: "The winner has been decided, the winner...where are the three of us?"

Hearing this, He Fang rolled his eyes with satisfaction and fell down.

Su Han, Du Ye Buddhist Sect and others immediately stepped forward to check on the two people who had fainted.

Su Han shook his head, thinking that these two people were really messing around, without any concern for the harm he was about to suffer.

The dragon's chant and the mantra collided in the middle of them. The distance was extremely close and the power was naturally extremely great. The souls of the two people who bore the brunt of the collision were each severely damaged.

If it doesn't work well, it will be an injury that is difficult to heal.

The monks of the Duye Buddhist Sect anxiously surrounded Pushan, who was more seriously injured, calling his name and discussing how to wake up his brother.

Su Han, who was beside them, was moved in his heart and said: "It is said that another technique of Guizong, 'Heart Sutra Wonderful Sound', has an excellent healing effect on the soul?"

The monks' eyes suddenly brightened, they looked at each other and said, "Yes! Go find Master Ku Jing! His attainments in the 'Heart Sutra' is the most profound in the sect!"

They quickly lifted up Pushan and were about to leave.

"I wonder if you young masters can take him with you?" Su Han helped He Fang and said to them.

The monks were stunned. They did not expect that Su Han would suddenly make such a request. Their eyes flickered complicatedly for a while, but no one stood up.

In the end, one of the leading monks folded his palms together and said: "The monks are compassionate."

The monks who were originally wary and reluctant looked solemn, and suddenly felt annoyed that their practice was not enough.

"Please come with us." One of the young monks said the ceremony. Then he was stunned for a moment, as if he remembered something, and said: "Don't you still have the battle of leaders in the five realms to be carried out? Why don't you hand over He Donor? With us, we can just take it with us."

Su Zhen thought for a while, then turned to look at the dazed Yi Jinfeng.

Some words can let the other person know their meaning even if they don't need to be spoken.

"This..." Yi Jinfeng rubbed his bald head in great distress, and finally waved his hand in resignation and said: "Forget it, competing is a waste of time. If you don't want to fight, you won't fight. You go ahead."

He turned his head and said to Elder Feng: "Elder, I surrender in the battle of leaders."

Elder Feng froze for a moment, even though he wanted to object in his heart, but after thinking about it, there was really no need to proceed.Even if it is done by force, it will only let Yi Jinfeng experience another defeat with a single sword.

Elder Feng felt a little depressed in his heart, but he still said helplessly: "In this case, there is no comparison in the battle of the Five Realms. The winner is Su Han."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and signaled Su Yu to leave as soon as possible: "Send it to the monk Kujing to heal your wounds, you two can come to me together."

"Thank you." Su Han said.

The immortal sects watching the battle were stunned and speechless.

The battle for the leadership of the four realms was so fierce just now, but the battle for the five realms ended so lightly?
They felt a little ridiculous, but even so, no one questioned it.

Anyway, the candidate they had already decided on as the leader of the Five Realms was Su Han. At this moment, they just skipped a part of the process and presented the results directly, which was not unacceptable.

Amid the soft discussions around him, Su Han calmly supported the unconscious He Fang and left the place together with the people from the Duye Buddhist Sect.

As for the ownership of the leader of the Six Realms... in Su Han's opinion, it is not important at all compared with meeting the Kujing Divine Monk.

The group of people quickly left Longji and flew towards the courtyard where Du Ye Buddhist Sect stayed.

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　After thinking about it, I insisted on updating before 12 o'clock. It seems that it is really unnecessary, and there is no perfect attendance bonus. Apart from satisfying my little desire for obsessive-compulsive disorder, there is no benefit.

　　Because I often finish the distribution in a hurry at 23:59 and then continue writing, it doesn’t feel necessary.

　　Do more harm than good.

　　Hmm, I feel like I need to overcome my obsessive-compulsive disorder in the future.

　　PS: The focus of the Immortal Sect Gala is not the process of this battle, but what happens later, so I only selected a few battles to briefly talk about.For example, the situation between He Fang and Pu Shan needs to be discussed. After all, it needs to be introduced to the Duye Buddhist Sect.

　　As for the others, just skip the ones that can be skipped~ I want to advance the plot quickly.

　　In fact, the scene between Yi Jinfeng and Murong Huaiying also wanted to advance quickly, but I didn't expect to find that there was still a little more orz
　　
　
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