The Genius of Formation and Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 535
In comparison, Huang Guang's strength is not much different from Yan Fei's.Huang Guangshu has too little combat experience, so he lost the opportunity at the beginning; he has too little knowledge of magic and secret arts, and seeing Yan Fei's appearance after performing a huge spell, he feels fear; Yan Fei is different, the more he fights, the more excited he becomes. , After occupying a favorable situation at the beginning, he decisively used the secret technique, and with lightning speed, he drove back the tiger, smashed the cassock, and finally smashed the yellow light with the axe, winning the victory.

"Fifth brother (brother)", I didn't expect Huang Guang to be hacked to death by Yan Fei after only a few encounters, and became the first deceased to appear in this martial arts competition. The fourth brother Zhao Xi stopped him, and everyone rushed to the arena to avenge Huang Guang.

After killing Huang Guang, Yan Fei's huge body trembled, like a deflated ball, and shrank back to its original shape with a "chick".Seemingly unable to support his current body, Yan Fei lay on the ground, panting heavily, unable to get up.

He Konghe and Wang Tong looked at each other, and both sides sent people to bring Tongmen back.Seeing the yellow light that was split in half before their eyes, everyone fell into deep sadness.

Fang Yunlong sighed faintly, although they have only been together for a year, which is nothing compared to the hundreds of years of cultivation, but this kind of family-like friendship has been deeply imprinted in his mind.At that time, Fang Yunlong was immersed in the simulated head-to-head fight with Yan Fei, and he did not expect that Huang Guang would lose so quickly and be brutally murdered.Glancing at Yan Fei who was lying on the ground opposite and accepting congratulations from all the demonic disciples, Fang Yunlong sentenced him to death in his heart.

"Ah!" Wang Ci yelled, and with a whoosh, he flew to the competition arena, "Ninth Disciple Wang Ci, the devil boy, come and die!"

Among all the brothers and sisters, because Wang Ci and Huang Guang's cave are relatively close, the two often share their cultivation experience together, so Wang Ci is very close to Huang Guang, the elder brother, seeing Huang Guang's tragic death at the hands of the demon disciples Wang Ci couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and quickly flew to the arena.

Wang Tong sighed. Originally, he wanted the eighth junior brother Xiong Hu to compete in the second martial arts competition in the middle stage of foundation establishment.Xiong Hu's strength is considered to be the strongest among the juniors in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and Xiong Hu is calm, so he can take on heavy responsibilities in this kind of angry situation.But since Wang Ci had already played, he couldn't stop him.

"Hee hee, he is a handsome young gentleman, second senior brother, let the younger sister take his life." On the side of the devil disciple, Pan Jinhua looked at the angry Wang Ci in the competition field, giggling.

He Konghe shook his head. His side has already won two battles in a row, especially in the battle with fifth junior brother Yan Fei, who slashed his opponent hard, which made everyone's morale boom. Whether it is Pan Jinhua or Li Wen playing, they all have the confidence and sufficient confidence to win. momentum.On the other hand, the opponent was in grief and his morale was a little low. Wang Ci on the court was just relying on a burst of anger.If one side wins for a while, the blow to the opponent is self-evident; if the opponent wins the round, then the opponent will win if the opponent responds to the anger, and the subsequent contest will be difficult.

"Eighth Junior Sister, the other party is full of anger, which is not conducive to your exercise." He Konghe said to Pan Jinhua in a deep voice.Hearing He Konghe's words, Pan Jinhua pursed her pink mouth, but she knew in her heart that her most powerful charm skill was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the furious monk.

"Sixth Junior Brother, come on, try every means to continue to provoke the other party. It is easy for people to show their flaws under violent anger. I hope you will win the battle." He Konghe patted Li Wen on the shoulder and said to him.

Li Wen smiled sinisterly, nodded, and was about to go on stage when Li Wu's voice came from behind him, "Brother, smash his head off."

Li Wen and Li Wu are brothers from the same mother, and they worship under Yu Hua's sect at the same time, but Li Wen has worked harder than Li Wu in cultivation, so after many years, Li Wen is already a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment, while Li Wu is only in the early stage of foundation establishment Peak strength.

Li Wen turned around and patted Li Wu's shoulder, his body flickered, and he flew to the arena. "Boy, what are you clamoring for? Fifth senior brother who wants to accompany you, let Grandpa Li Wen give you a ride."

Wang Ci was furious, "Little devil bastard, grandpa, I will send you to meet your devil ancestor right now." After speaking, Wang Ci shouted loudly, a blue sword flashed in his hand, and suddenly attacked Li Wen. go.Wang Ci, who was angry, lost his proper calm, only thinking that the fifth brother Huang Guang was hacked to death by a demonic disciple with an axe.

Li Wen gave a gloomy smile, he really was a brat, he couldn't bear to be provoked, with such a thin appearance, he still wanted to imitate his fifth senior brother Yan Fei in melee combat?With a wave of his hand, Li Wen took out a writing brush and a pair of inkstone-like magical utensils from the storage bag. "Little kid, are you so angry? Could it be that you are the little rabbit of your short-lived Fifth Senior Brother? Hehe, let me send you to meet him with Zhongshan brush and Donghai inkstone."

There was a bang in Wang Ci's head, and it exploded.There was nothing good to say about the demon disciple, let alone Li Wen, who was known for his viciousness.At this time, Wang Ci's eyes were reddened by Li Wen's shock, and he was furious. He shouted loudly, brandished a big knife, and slashed at Li Wen regardless.

Li Wen turned around and easily dodged Wang Ci's big knife. He dipped the Zhongshan brush in his hand on the East China Sea Inkstone, and threw it at Wang Ci with a stream of thick black ink.

Although Wang Ci fell into anger, he still had the basic common sense of fighting.When Li Wen flicked the ink, a golden shield appeared beside him, blocking the ink.Thick black ink was splashed on the golden shield, like hot iron meeting cold water, making a "chuck" sound, followed by a puff of thick smoke.The ink is poisonous, and it is a very serious poison. Fortunately, this golden shield is not an ordinary thing. It is a Buddhist magic weapon specially found by Elder Liu.

"Huh?" Li Wen exclaimed, it seems that each of the other party has prepared a Buddhist artifact, but so what, this Wang Ci is not as strong as himself, and under the rage, he is even less his opponent.

The Zhongshan pen flashed quickly, appeared in front of Wang Ci, and then drew a big "death" character, attacking Wang Ci.Immediately afterwards, the Donghai Inkstone became the size of a millstone, descended from the sky, and thundered towards Wang Ci. "Little rabbit, is there more than one concubine? Even monks are not spared, tsk tsk."

"Ah!" Wang Ci couldn't help shouting up to the sky, and swung the big knife in his hand even more fiercely, but it was chaotic.I saw Wang Ci slashing left and right on the black "death" character in the air over and over again, as if venting all his anger on the chopping of the "death" character.Wang Ci didn't care about the Donghai inkstone falling from the sky at all, he just put the golden shield on his head and let the Donghai inkstone hit it one after another.

"Ninth Brother", Li Na called out in a low voice, tears streaming down her face, "Third Brother, let's admit defeat, Ninth Brother is like this, we can't win, and we can't risk Ninth Brother's life."

Wang Tong nodded, and was about to speak to He Konghe. He conceded defeat in this martial arts competition, but unexpectedly, there was a sudden change in the martial arts competition at this time.

I saw Li Wen chuckled, and his spiritual power was suddenly injected into the Donghai Inkstone.The Donghai Inkstone, which had smashed the golden shield to pieces before, was supported by Li Wen's spiritual power, and with a sudden force, it shook the golden shield away, and then threw it at Wang Ci who was in a madness.

The golden shield was turned over several times by Donghai Yan, and fell to the ground with a "ding", turning into a small shield the size of a palm.Wang Ci, who lost the protection of the golden shield, was smashed on the head by the Donghai Inkstone, his brains splattered and blood flew across.

Li Wen laughed out loud. It was really easy to win this martial arts competition. Wang Ci, who was so angry, lost his mind because of his words, and did not pose any threat to himself.Even if he had a Buddhist artifact with amazing defense, he was easily beheaded by himself.

Li Wen, who was laughing loudly, didn't notice that at the moment the golden shield was smashed into the air, a small saber light flew out of the broadsword in Wang Ci's hand, and instantly sank into Li Wen's body.Wang Ci, who was under the inkstone in the East China Sea, left this world with a smile on his lips.

"Ninth brother (brother)", just about to admit defeat, but such a drastic change happened.Seeing another fellow disciple leave him, everyone was filled with grief and indignation, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

On the other hand, the Demonic Dao disciples cheered and easily won another round. Now they have three victories and one loss in their hands. As long as they win another round, they will get the true spirit fruit. Isn't it exciting?
At this time, the most sober people on the field were Linghu Zijin and Fang Yunlong.Linghu Zijin said to He Konghe: "Quickly announce that we are victorious."

He Konghe was slightly taken aback, and quickly said to Wang Tong: "Brother Wang, we have won this round, please prepare for the next one."

Wang Tong nodded, "Yes, this scene is..."

"Wait a minute," Fang Yunlong said softly, interrupting Wang Tong's words, "Third Brother, something is wrong, and we will announce the winner after a while."

As soon as Fang Yunlong said this, everyone looked at him.Everyone clearly saw that Wang Ci was beheaded by Li Wen, and there was no suspense for Li Wen to win, so why wait a while?

Linghu Zijin took a look at Fang Yunlong, and found something strange with the purple pupil technique. How could he, an ordinary early-stage foundation-building monk, find something wrong?

Li Wen snorted coldly, "What's the matter, boy, do you still think about the brother who lost half of his head, get up from the ground and fight me again? Maybe you think his death is not thorough enough, so let me make it up again?"

Hearing Li Wen's words, Wang Tong sighed, "Twelve brothers, don't need to say more, we admit defeat in this match." After speaking, Wang Tong turned around and quickly brought back Wang Ci's body.Li Wen snorted coldly, and flew towards the disciples of the demonic way arrogantly.Unexpectedly, just as Li Wen flew up, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, followed by a loud "boom", blowing him to pieces.

(End of this chapter)