The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 192 Fighting Skills ([-])

"You, how could you do this?" Zhan Hong realized after tears, and really wanted to applaud with everyone, when suddenly, a slightly angry voice sounded.

Looking back together with Jiajia, it was a [-]th-level female cultivator who had a pleasant appearance. Seeing the applause of the people around her, she couldn't help saying angrily.

Zhanhong snorted disdainfully, she really wanted to speak, but she didn't want Jiajia to speak before him, she said: "If you don't like Lin Qingyan, you just don't like it. Since she has shown her defeat, why bother?" Pretending to be sorry? Who are you lying to?"

"That's right!" Zhan Honglei quickly added, "If we want us to pretend to be sorry, then we need her to have the capital. But unfortunately, she Lin Qing said, I still don't like Zhan Honglei!" Zhan Honglei As he spoke, his chin went up. Compared with that lovely-looking female cultivator who was both embarrassed and somewhat lacking in confidence, she was really full of aura.

The female cultivator just opened her mouth and glanced at Jiajia and Zhan Honglei, but in the end she didn't say anything, and left the sight of the two resentfully.

The two met each other and smiled, then looked up to the stage.After such a short period of time, the situation has reversed. Lin Qingyan and her Gale Beast circled around the monks on the fighting platform, throwing blood-eating beads, thunder talismans and other items that had appeared before. It is full of momentum.

But the other sword cultivator standing on the stage held the sword in his hand as always, but his eyes were clear and his swordsmanship was undisturbed.Although it is restrained everywhere, there is no gap in the sword field under that sword.

This kind of mind, this kind of swordsmanship, even Jiajia couldn't help nodding her head and sighed inwardly.Compared to Lin Qingyan, she is obviously more optimistic about this monk.

"Never arrogant or impetuous. Good swordsmanship!" Jia Jia was nodding secretly, when a commenting male voice rang in Jia Jia's ear.

Jia Jia looked at the person who spoke, but he was a male cultivator with an ordinary face.It's just that this view is very similar to his own.

The monk seemed to be aware of it, turned around, met Jia Jia's eyes, and hurriedly bowed: "So it's Fairy Lian! I'm no more than a fairy, but just an unknown little monk."

The voice here successfully attracted Zhan Honglei's attention, but Zhan Honglei seemed to look over. When his eyes touched the monk, he hissed and said, "Who are you? Why didn't I see you?" past you?"

The monk smiled lightly and shook his head, but he didn't show any humbleness in his expression, he just said: "There are hundreds of thousands of Kunlun monks, how could the fairy have seen them all, not to mention, this is just an ordinary monk."

"Oh, that's it!" Zhan Honglei nodded at him, "I'm sorry!"

"It doesn't matter." The monk turned his head back with a smile, and couldn't help chuckling when he met Shang Jiajia's slightly suspicious eyes: "Why does the fairy look down on me like this?" He touched his face and said, "My own face I still have self-knowledge, not to mention other things, even if the fairy faces her master and senior brother every day, she will definitely not be interested in my face?"

"Fellow Daoist is an instant person!" Jiajia smiled, "This kind of calm temperament is different from others!"

The monk smiled, but this smile was not as indifferent as the one just now, and there was a little embarrassment in it.

As if to break the somewhat embarrassing atmosphere, the cultivator rolled his eyes, looked at the crowd in the distance, and pulled Jia Jia's clothes, "Which one is the fairy more optimistic about? Why don't you try your eyesight?" ?”

"I don't gamble!" Jiajia glanced at the crowd over there, then withdrew her gaze, and continued to look at the stage.

The monk with an ordinary face touched his nose, glanced at Jiajia, saw her focused look, and then glanced at Zhan Honglei, who had successfully attracted his attention, and quietly retreated into the crowd.

With such an indistinguishable appearance, soon, it will be difficult to find him in the crowd.

It seems to be in line with Jia Jia's conjecture. Although the sword cultivator on the martial arts stage looks very passive, he is unexpectedly calm. He can always save the day, and the monks who were not optimistic about him before can't help but gradually look at him with admiration.

As for Lin Qingyan, who was originally astonishingly powerful and constantly producing magic weapons, although it made people wonder how many things she still had in her hand, compared to that cultivator, she obviously lacked spiritual power.No matter what the result of this competition will be, I believe that the strength of that sword cultivator is definitely not low in the hearts of everyone.

Jia Jia thought for a while, but when she looked at the rostrum, she saw Song Wuxia slightly nodding in the direction of the sword repairman. Presumably, he was also very optimistic about this sword repairman!

The sword cultivator also saw that Lin Qingyan was already at the end of his strength, and taking advantage of the last move, he said softly: "Fairy, you admit defeat! If not, my next move will be the strongest move in the sword formula , presumably the fairy will not be injured by then!"

He originally had good intentions, but Lin Qingyan snorted coldly: "How dare you persuade me to stop if I don't reach home? Dreaming!"

The sword cultivator was furious at the moment, and his strike was even more merciless. He struck Lin Qingyan with a sword. Lin Qingyan stepped back a few steps, but at this moment, his eyes squinted at the sword cultivator. Danger is coming.The sword cultivator hurriedly withdrew his sword and backed away, but he was a step too late. Lin Qingyan suddenly popped out three iron balls that looked ordinary and could no longer be ordinary.

Lin Qingyan's gaze, of course Jia Jia, who had fought with her several times, could notice it, and in shock, couldn't help but whisper "No", but it was too late.

Although I don't know what the iron balls are, but seeing the power of the iron balls' explosion, Jiajia couldn't help shaking, and the dust on the fighting platform was flying. Know exactly what happened to Jianxiu who received three iron balls.

Only vaguely, Song Wuxia's voice seemed to be heard in his ears: "How could she have..."

But after all, the aftermath of the explosion was too loud, even if Jia Jia pricked up her ears hard, she couldn't hear anything from it.

After the flying dust.

The figures on the fighting stage gradually flashed, the original two people and one beast turned into three people at some point, and the blast beast was also affected by the explosion, only part of the blast beast's body could be seen on the fighting stage , and the rest are missing.

Lin Qingyan has always treated her spirit beast like this. It used to be a treasure hunting mouse, but now this wind beast, Jiajia only felt a chill from the bottom of her feet to her heart.Even though Lin Qingyan didn't cherish such great blessings and her own spirit beasts, there would still be countless spirit beasts flocking to them, and they were really loved by the heavens.

Lin Qingyan's face was a little pale, and the sword cultivator who was on the ground over there obviously suffered internal injuries, but judging by his sanity, he should not have ruined his cultivation path like the previous ones.

And the monk standing between Lin Qingyan and the sword cultivator is the white-faced and bearded Mingdao Elder Yin Feng, who is rumored to be the master of Shen Liguang, the first Mingzhao Peak, so he should be in the same line as Lin Qingyan yes.

Jiajia looked up and down at this elder Mingdao who was always stationed at Luojianya, and Gu Lang invited him out. Now, is it considered a move?

Jia Jia's gaze slowly moved down from his face to his hands, but she saw that he was holding two iron balls in his right hand with his cuff sticking out, with a serious expression on his face.

"Who are you?" Lin Qingyan asked with a frown, "Even if you are an elder in the sect, you can't meddle in my fight!"

"Yin Feng!" Elder Ming Dao said indifferently, "Go back and ask Shen Liguang on behalf of the old man. The old man has been in seclusion for many years, and the new apprentice of his unworthy disciple doesn't know who the old man is anymore?"

Although the voice was light, it used the Kunlun secret technique to resound throughout Zang Jianfeng. Everyone was amazed, and they really didn't expect him to be the one to stop it.

Only then did he reveal his identity, and two Foundation Establishment cultivators managed to get out from the crowd and prostrated themselves on the ground: "Disciple see Master!"

With a glance, Lin Qingyan saw that the two were Miao Ruoyao and Tang An. From her angle, she could also see Miao Ruoyao's lightly curled lips and Tang An's winking at her.

Lin Qingyan pursed her lips, and several thoughts flashed through her mind for a while, but in the end she still fixed on the face of the master, bent slightly, bowed her feet, and saluted with some difficulty: "Disciple see Master!"

Yin Feng naturally saw her reluctance. He would not take the reluctance of a small foundation-building monk in his eyes. No matter how much he hops around, it will be difficult to affect his status. He said in a deep voice: "How can you use this kind of thing on the fighting platform, you can't use it in the fighting below!"

"Return to Shigong, it's gone!" Lin Qingyan's expression was also indifferent, with obvious perfunctory.

Hearing she said there was no more, maybe it was out of instinct, Jiajia let out a long breath of relief, and then looked in the direction of the martial arts platform, so she didn't know what the final result of this martial arts fight would be.

Yin Feng looked at Mei Qihe and the other four people on the martial arts platform, and all looked here, so he coughed lightly, and said: "This martial arts fight, you..."

Before the words finished, Lin Qingyan suddenly raised her head and stared at Yin Feng coldly: "There is no rule in the Kunlun School that says that this thing is not allowed to be used in martial arts. This disciple has not violated any rules, so I will never admit defeat!"

Yin Feng opened his mouth, only to realize that it was true.Even though she was striking, she did not violate the rules of the sect. Didn't he force his disciples to admit defeat by opening his mouth?Regardless of whether this person is from his lineage or not, if he speaks out, it will be untenable, and he can't help but feel a little embarrassed.

The sword cultivator also saw Yin Feng's troubles, and suddenly said at this moment: "Thank you for saving me, the real fairy. This fairy is right. There is no such regulation in the school rules. It is because my skills are not as good as others. I admit defeat!" Jianxiu stood up while speaking, looked at Lin Qing and said, "Fairy, I admit this round. I hope the fairy will always be prosperous and lucky!"

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