A Niang said to be careful of those fairies!

Among the judges, the elder of Yu Miao Xian Zong stared at the two rough male cultivators who were laughing at them and sneered. These two arrogant youngsters had no idea of ​​the value of using their cultivation to break through the shadow of their ancestors! You will see what happens next!

This time, the battle for the allocation of dojo quotas was held in the form of four pairs of cultivators fighting each other at the same time. She learned that the two male cultivators had some combined attack methods, but because of the one-on-one format, they lost a trump card that could threaten the male cultivator surnamed Lin! Hey, there's something interesting to watch.

"start!"

The referee assigned the opponents and gave an order, and the air was filled with a strong desire to fight. In the first round, Lin Xuan happened to be the younger of the two rough male cultivators!

"Boy, I will make you regret taking part in this battle!" His face was ferocious, and he grinned cruelly and fiercely, exuding a captivating aura, and his arms and fists were swelling slightly.

He released his most proud exotic beast from the beast-taming bag. It was a white wolf with two heads. Its feet were as bright as lightning like snakes, and it had a pair of wings. With a slight flap of its wings, the wind and clouds surged. Its cry was especially sharp and piercing, which made Lin Xuan frown and feel a little uncomfortable in his ears!

The aura fluctuations of the two-headed wolf beast were actually comparable to his cultivation level. They were two powerful opponents at the twelfth level of Yongquan!

“Go!” The rough male cultivator’s face turned cold and he ordered his monsters to attack. He followed closely behind. Although he mocked Lin Xuan wantonly, if a real fight broke out, he would not look down on him at all and would make sure to kill this tenth-level pretty boy with force!

Bang! The two-headed wolf exerted force on its limbs, leaving behind footprints that were as scorched as a ghost. It was about to leave an afterimage, but it also blew up a strong wind mixed with thunder and lightning.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes. He had already responded the moment the male cultivator from the Beast Taming Sect summoned the strange beast. The two-headed wolf ran on all fours for half a breath, and his body surface was flashing with golden light.

The battlefield where the four sects were fighting was very large, but the cultivators were too fast. In just a few breaths, they had crossed a distance of thousands of feet, leaving cracks in their footprints and making loud noises.

Boom!

Lin Xuan and the two-headed wolf started with a head-on collision, making a sound that was not like flesh and blood. Both of them retreated instantly. The two-headed wolf came with momentum, so it ended with Lin Xuan retreating greatly.

The rough male cultivator dodged the strange beast that was flying at him and exclaimed in surprise. His proud strange beast was repelled?

"Hmph, I guess you're not feeling well either?" His alien beast is known for its meat and body, and it has never lost in a head-on fight with a human!

However, when he saw the male cultivator in front of him clearly, he was stunned.

Impossible! His own beast didn't tear him apart!

Lin Xuan's face was calm. He shook his arms, which had shallow scratches on them. Although he was no match for the two-headed wolf, it could not do anything to him.

"An extremely advanced physical technique!" The rough male cultivator narrowed his eyes and instantly saw through the golden light on Lin Xuan's body. This was a physical technique to improve defense. No wonder he could fight against the two-headed wolf!

After repelling the two-headed wolf, Lin Xuan turned around and grasped the Qingxia Sword. The magic sword was unsheathed, and the weather became a little colder for no reason!

"Come again!" The rough male cultivator roared. What he just did was just an appetizer. He has many more tricks up his sleeve!

Lin Xuan's face also condensed. He didn't want to be beaten passively! He immediately communicated with the sword's emotions, and his extremely sharp willpower condensed and lay dormant on the sword's surface.

After so many years of practicing sword skills, he became more and more skillful when wielding the sword!

All of a sudden, the monks watching the battle nearby with swords in their hands all felt a slight tremor, and their faces changed. How could it affect them? ? !

Chapter 58 I Remember You, Dharmadhatu

The demonic energy and human magic complement each other, taking turns to transform into each other seamlessly, going back and forth in a very fierce and intimidating way. Ordinary cultivators would be defeated after just a few rounds.

But if it is the same as the twelve-layer spring, how easy is it? Like Xu Lan who lost to Lin Xuan, she was able to stalemate with a man and a wolf for a long time with just her shadow technique.

Although Lin Xuan is not at the twelfth level at this moment, he has defeated Xu Lan head-on, which is also not easy!

Ding! Bang!

Holding the Qingxia Sword, he successively repelled the wolf claws and blocked the iron mace of the rough male cultivator. Although the sword was sharp, its sturdiness was real. He went head-to-head with the weapons of two creatures of a higher realm without worrying about breaking!

The three of them fought fiercely, the buzzing of weapons resounded throughout the battlefield, sparks and anger were flying, and both sides had a rage in their hearts.

The rough male cultivator and his two-headed wolf subordinate cooperated extremely well, seizing every opportunity to launch a fierce attack. Their claws, fangs, and weapons were tempered with super sharp light, vowing to split Lin Xuan's body, bathe in his blood, and wash away the shame of the moment!

At this moment, the biggest feeling of the rough male cultivator was humiliation. His face was burning and he dared not look directly at his fellow disciples. He had just spoken rudely and mocked the male cultivator from the Yu Miao Xian Sect who was going to fight, and then he turned around and stalemated with him for a long time, which was the biggest mockery of himself!

He and his strange beast, two beings of the twelfth level of Yongquan, whose power is comparable to that of nature, have been unable to defeat one of them in dozens of moves and have gone to the late tenth level! How can he put his face on this? !

Why don't you just give up quickly and be stepped on by me? Why are you still resisting? ! !

His eyes were bloodshot, even crazy. The two-headed wolf was communicating with him and was infected by his mentality. Its attack also became crazy and fiercer at the same moment!

The people from other sects who originally looked down on Lin Xuan also had surprised expressions on their faces at this moment. As bystanders, they could see clearly how fierce the attack of that rough male cultivator was. However, under such a violent storm of killing moves, the pretty boy remained standing!

Oh no, maybe that’s not a pretty boy, he has proved himself, he is an absolute monster, Yu Miao Xian Zong has found a monster to fight on their behalf!

A bystander sees more clearly does not mean sympathy for the male cultivator from the Beast Taming Sect. On the contrary, it is more of a mockery. Look, the eldest disciple was stepped on to the top by the evildoer from another sect!

They were no match for the rough male cultivator and missed the chance to go into battle. They had gains and losses, but now they saw some fun.

It was the mocking looks from the fellow disciples of the same and other sects who were watching the battle that deeply stimulated the rough male cultivator, and his aura instantly rose to the extreme.

"You, why haven't you lost yet?!"

The rough male cultivator roared, and the sound resounded into the sky. His aura was locked at the top. He stretched out his hand and absorbed a breath from the two-headed wolf. The latter's demeanor suddenly fell from the peak and became much more listless.

Hiss! Lin Xuan's legs and feet flashed with lightning, and he was lifted by the wind. In an instant, he broke away from the distance of a hundred feet. Something was wrong with the male cultivator from the Beast Taming Sect.

Outside the field, those who were at a higher level also opened their eyes wide or showed expressions of surprise. They stood higher and saw the unusual things first.

"My name is Jin Tao! Since you pushed me to this point, I will remember you!" The male cultivator absorbed a wisp of the two-headed wolf's aura and immediately refined it into his own body. It was at this moment that unspeakable changes occurred in his body.

There was a sudden silence on the battlefield where both sides were, and then there was no wind at all. Lin Xuan's heart was filled with alarm, and he smelled a sign of danger!

The male cultivator was about to use his trump card, and it gave him the feeling that it was far superior to Xu Lan's Shadow Technique!

Buzz! Jin Tao instantly formed a spell, his face flushed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Yin Hong's blood evaporated instantly, and the next moment a tall and bright statue appeared on his body. It was based on his image, mixed with some of the appearance of a two-headed wolf, with claws and teeth flashing cold light, silver mane, and exaggerated sturdiness!

The Purple Mansion Stage cultivators outside the arena were all surprised that the Beast Tamer cultivator had actually achieved this and had comprehended a glimpse of the Purple Mansion Stage's charm in advance!

At this moment, the trump card that Jin Tao used was the Purple Palace Dharmakā!

Although his Dharma image has many similarities with Xu Lan's Shadow Technique, their essence and formation paths are completely different!

The ancestor's phantom summoned by Xu Lan was actually an exquisite magic spell. The ancestor's phantom acted on her behalf, and her own intervention was limited, and there was only one general direction. However, Jin Tao's Dharma image was mainly used to bless himself, and the foundation of the battle fell on his own physique.

Simply put, Xu Lan relies on phantoms to attack, while Jin Tao, with the blessing of Dharma, wields an iron mace that is more explosive, and the lethality of his fists and feet is greatly increased!

With the blessing of the Dharma, Jin Tao took a step, which made a loud bang and he turned around with great force, narrowing the gap between him and Lin Xuan in terms of physical skills.

Boom! As if a huge bell was ringing, Jin Tao swung his mace and Lin Xuan held the Qingxia Sword across his body to block it. The magic sword was intact, but his arms were instantly broken by the huge force, and they drooped limply without any strength.

Silver runes flickered in the finest places of flesh and blood, quickly repairing the injury on his arm, but the power of Jin Tao's attack was still there, and Lin Xuan could not fully exert the strength of his hands for a while.

Lin Xuan gritted his teeth and endured the severe tearing pain, feeling helpless. His cultivation was too low. Even his current late tenth level cultivation was only raised in a short period of time and lacked the corresponding sedimentation. Otherwise, if he were given a few years to grow, he would not have fallen into such a bitter battle.

There is still a chance of winning, but it has been suppressed by the Dharmakāya technique summoned by Jin Tao and has become very low.

There is no other choice but to take the elixir given by the Immortal Sect's leader!

Lin Xuan retreated rapidly, took out a pill with a strange fragrance and swallowed it in one gulp. The energy in his body soared violently. Within half a breath, the big spring in his body produced another one with a rumbling sound, and in the blink of an eye, he completed the small realm and stepped into the top of the eleventh level!

Although it was fake and limited in time, he still mastered stronger power, but his control also decreased a lot.

Lin Xuan frowned slightly. How could he only leap from the late tenth level to the top eleventh level? This was different from what the sect master said. Could it be that his foundation was too strong and the pill could not support a higher temporary realm?

No matter what, after his magic power surged, the power of his wind and thunder skills increased, giving him a chance to catch his breath, but the false cultivation gained by relying on elixirs would not last long, and he had to fight quickly!

A hundred feet away, Jin Tao had the same idea. His magical power of Dharma made him extremely inflated. However, that was a method exclusive to a higher realm. His foundation could not support it for long, and his true form would be revealed if the battle lasted for a long time. Therefore, the two of them agreed that this battle could not be delayed any longer!

The two of them thought of dangerous ideas at the same time, and all the fluctuations in their bodies became unstable.

Since we have the restrictions from our elders and won’t die in battle, we might as well give it our all and decide the outcome with one move!

On the devastated battlefield, Lin Xuan and Jin Tao stopped at the same time, facing each other from a distance, with a strange light flashing in their eyes.

The cultivators watching the fight thought that they were tired of fighting, but suddenly they paused and sensed an extraordinary omen enveloping the two of them, with an indescribable aura filling the air.

"Why did they stop?" The weak man with poor vision was confused one second and then suddenly realized the next second.

I saw that both sides of the confrontation attracted extraordinary rays of light at the same time!

Lin Xuan grasped the Qingxia Sword, feeling the divine sword chirping like a bird. His body moved lightly and his sword moves were connected, forming a heavenly sword dance.

The elders of the sect who were secretly observing were all shocked. That dance, that young man jumped out! It was clearly a man dancing with a sword, but they seemed to see a beautiful figure. How could such a sword dance appear here?

This place is millions of miles away from the holy land!

The elders of the three sects immediately looked strange and spoke in an odd tone, "Your sect is so generous that you actually invited disciples from the Xuannv Palace."

He emphasized the word "please" very much. In the Yu Miao Xian Sect's camp, the Sect Master looked calm and was totally unmoved.

Looking at the field again, Jin Tao held up the iron mace, condensing the phantoms of various mighty beasts to build up momentum for his final killing move. With each additional beast, the power on his body became stronger. After a moment, both of them climbed to the top!

Chapter 59: Each has its own mystery

The fascinating sword dance performed by the young man seemed like there was a beautiful figure dancing with him, as if involving an almighty being, making people want to watch but dare not.

The rough male cultivator held up the iron mace, and more and more phantoms of strange beasts were crawling around him, each of them was extremely powerful, and their claws could tear the world apart. With each additional phantom of a strange beast, the fine patterns on the iron mace became brighter.

The cultivators were looking forward to the moment when the momentum of the two would reach its peak, waiting for a spectacular showdown.

Fast and slow were seen in both of them at the same time. After more than ten breaths, Lin Xuan finished a sword dance. He skipped the long sword dance movements and opened his eyes, which were immersed in the grand plan of the sword dance. In an instant, an extreme sword light burst out, which blinded the cultivators subconsciously.

The power of Jin Tao's iron mace was also condensed to the extreme, condensing and manifesting hundreds of phantoms of strange beasts, and the aura of the wilderness was steaming.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and immediately made new moves. Lin Xuan held the Qingxia sword and slashed it diagonally in the air in the shape of a full moon. Jin Tao made a throwing gesture, swung his arms in a circle, and poured all his strength into throwing the iron mace. A strong wind suddenly arose, and the sword rushed forward like lightning!

The iron mace was like a dragon, tearing the earth apart leaving a huge gully, and rushed straight towards the young man. Lin Xuan used all his strength to slash the sword diagonally, and the clouds in the sky were silently split into two sides, and a straight sword mark appeared in the middle.

Lin Xuan had the most powerful sword, and Jin Tao also threw out his trump card, and the devastating collision exploded in an instant!

The iron mace exploded into countless pieces in the blink of an eye, and the fragments flew in all directions. Lin Xuan's slanting moon sword energy was also shattered, and the balance within it was pierced by the mace.

shhhhhhhh!

The iron mace fragments pierced through everything with a destructive force, with the most fragments piercing the ground, and the rest flying everywhere. The fragments that were heading towards the audience were blocked by a mysterious force, and the two people standing in the field groaned at the same time.

Lin Xuan's abdomen was pierced with several small holes, one of his shoulders exploded, one of his ears was rotted into three pieces, and his internal organs were affected and crushed into pieces. His injuries were severe and serious, especially since his condition was deteriorating and it would take several days for him to recover.

Jin Tao also had several holes pierced through by the debris, staining his clothes red. His robe could not block the terrifying wave of debris.

The two-headed wolf lay on the side wailing. It was already out of shape after Jin Tao took away its breath, and was stabbed by the iron mace fragments. Sixty percent of its strength was lost in the blink of an eye.

As the magic power that was emptied by the strongest sword was quickly regenerated, Lin Xuan clenched the Qingxia Sword. He still had the sword in his hand, but Jin Tao had lost his iron mace, and his wolf was also seriously injured.

The effect of the elixir can last for a while. Even if there is only a trace of magic power, it is enough for him to give the rude guy another sword.

This time, Lin Xuan simply stabbed straight forward, and a flash of sword energy slashed towards Jin Tao, who closed his eyes weakly.

The Dharmakāya form had a time limit, and in order to win with one move, he gave his all, which exacerbated the disappearance of the Dharmakāya form. After throwing his trump card, the Dharmakāya was completely gone, and the Dharmakāya was chopped into pieces by a sword. His state dropped to the lowest point, and he watched the sword energy coming at him, closing his eyes unwillingly.

He was just one step away from using the Purple Palace Dharma Image to bless others. Is that male cultivator who fought on behalf of the Yu Miao Xian Sect a monster from the legendary realm?

The thirteenth level of the legendary realm is so unreasonable?! He is a twelfth level genius, and he is close to the thirteenth level!

Powerless, unwilling and frustrated, the light of restriction emerged from Jin Tao's body, blocking a very weak sword energy.

Seeing this, the referees immediately announced Lin Xuan's victory. They felt that even though he had taken the elixir, Lin Xuan was still able to defeat the strong with the weak. There was nothing much to say about him since he had overcome his cultivation level to this point.

After the result was announced, a monk waved his hand and released his magical power, leveling the ruins and devastated small battlefield. He waited for the Yongquan disciples to decide the winner in turn, and after a short rest, a new fight began.

Now no one was mocking Jin Tao for losing to a cultivator who was two levels weaker than him. They were so shocked by Lin Xuan's sudden and chaotic sword moves that even the clouds in the sky were cut apart. Jin Tao's loss was not unfair!

Moreover, the male cultivator from the Yu Miao Xian Sect needed the help of the elixir, otherwise the outcome might have changed.

"You are so awesome, little man!" Jun Xinrui greeted Lin Xuan and handed him a healing elixir to help him recover as soon as possible for the next battle.

Winning the first game is undoubtedly a good start, and the pressure will be much less later.

Lin Xuan used the resonance of the Qingxia Sword's emotions to unleash a peerless sword move, which not only exhausted his magic power, but also almost depleted his blood and energy. As a result, the effect of the medicine wore off, and his false cultivation disappeared. He walked off the battlefield with a pale face, and after taking the healing elixir, he did not waste time talking to Jun Xinrui and concentrated on recovering.

Finishing one game is just the beginning, there are still five games to go.

Soon, the second round began. Each Yongquan monk had to fight with six people outside the sect in turn, using the most primitive method to decide the number of places in the dojo.

Anyway, there are only eight people in total, and it won’t take much time to fight each battle one by one. Each time, four battles will be started at the same time.

Later at the airport, Lin Xuan fought with the remaining male Beast Tamer, a disciple of the Puppet Sect, and two Formation Masters. After the first battle, no one dared to underestimate him anymore. As they all had the twelfth level of Yongquan, they didn't dare to say that they were definitely stronger than the loser in the first battle.

Each of the subsequent five battles was very brutal. Lin Xuan witnessed different methods. For example, the cultivators of the Formation Sect arranged dozens of formation flags in half a breath, forming a large formation that sealed the sky and locked the earth. Even the formation-breaking talismans were unable to effectively counter it because there were dozens of formation eyes.

The power of the formation was unpredictable. Lin Xuan paid a huge price to break out of the formation, and then beheaded the enemy with a sword. When he won the battle with great difficulty, his body was in tatters.

Controlling the formation requires a lot of concentration, so the formation master has no time to make a second arrangement outside the formation that could be considered threatening.

The puppeteer also used his exquisite skills and secret techniques to merge with the puppet! The aura surged at the moment of fusion, and the surface of his body was stained with a layer of bronze. When Lin Xuan punched his body, his fist became numb and became extremely hard.

The secret method of merging with the puppet seemed to be stronger than Jin Tao's magical power of Dharmakaya which only had a trace of charm. Lin Xuan would be shocked every time he attacked, and the Qingxia sword only left a shallow mark, which was healed in a blink of an eye!

Each of the twelve levels of Yongquan has a unique skill. Lin Xuan fought with all his strength in five games, tied in two and won three. When the dust settled, he stood in the team exhausted both physically and mentally.

Reviewing all the fights, he felt that it was simply because his cultivation was too low. He failed to maximize his peerless foundation at the thirteenth level of the Qi Refining Stage. Even if he had only raised his level by half a level and entered the eleventh level of the Yongquan Stage, it would have been hard to say about the two draws.

At night, the four major camps were resting at their bases. The Yu Miao Xian Sect held a small banquet and Lin Xuan was invited to attend.