If it weren't for the fact that Shushan had the incomparable sword across the tiers, Jindan Zhenren would have rushed to destroy her seventeen or eight times.
This Qingluo Peak, one old and one small, has long oppressed the other peaks of Shushan, and many of them are from the same clan, so that the Qingluo Peak lineage has a bad reputation within Shushan, almost second only to the people of the magic sect.
From this point of view, as a disciple of Qingluo Peak, Ling Yunpo can only imagine how much discrimination and censure he will receive from the outside world in the future.
Before the battle of the sword started, there was a rustling sound of scolding around.
Calling Lou Zhizheng "unscrupulous" and "shame of Shushan".
He scolded Ling Yunpo for "killing Xingmen" and "death as soon as possible".
The firepower of his tongue is comparable to that of a ninth-order flying sword.
An Zhisu stood on the sidelines, frowning slightly, obviously unable to hide his worry.
Although the younger brother is strong, this is the first time he has seen such an away game, so he won't be under psychological pressure, right?
She thought about it, and became more and more worried.
When it fell into the eyes of a certain disciple next to him, a little happiness arose in his heart.
This disciple also had a grudge against Qingluofeng. The senior sister he admired once challenged An Zhisu, but his sword was cut off, and his cultivation was greatly damaged. Let go.
He usually didn't dare to provoke Qingluofeng, but seeing Ling Yunpo being besieged by public opinion at this time, An Zhisu's expression was sullen, so he strengthened his courage and came over to sneer:
"Senior Sister An, I didn't expect you Qingluofeng to be so obsessed with swordsmanship, that you can even do the feat of refining the Qi level and challenging the Marrow Washing level?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, Senior Sister, you have been enjoying your life with the sword, but there are times when you are wrong. Now you have to collect the corpse for your junior brother."
An Zhisu smiled lightly and said:
"Comparing swords is the means for me to wait for the sword fairy to break through. It is only in the line of life and death that we can have the opportunity to fully understand."
"By the way, you should be a disciple of Cuizhu Peak. I don't know if your senior brother Jin of Huafu rank, did you get better than the sword's injury last time?"
"If it's okay, please tell me, Senior Sister will come to ask for advice after a while."
The disciple just sneered at first, but when he heard the words to ask for advice later, his face changed suddenly, and his heart was also stunned.
Originally, he was just trying to get his tongue out, but he didn't expect to bring disaster to his family.
If Ling Yun Po died in the sword, An Shaxing would come to the door angrily to ask for advice, and Senior Brother Jin would not have her half of his life cut off by her!
Looking at the surrounding court, let alone the Ziyun Peak, none of the Huafu-level disciples in the entire Shushan Mountain dared to come!
He must have been afraid of Ling Yunpo's unfortunate death later, and An Shaoxing went berserk on the spot to find someone to vent his anger, so he had already gone into hiding!
The more he thought about it, the more timid he became, so he had to summon Yu Yong again, and An Zhisu and An Zhisu hummed and said a few soft words.
Seeing his timid expression on his face, An Zhisu couldn't help laughing, so he smiled and reassured him a few words.
The disciple's face became more and more wrong, thinking that this grass-cutting sword fairy is really vicious, and he actually jokes about the trick of hiding the knife?
He could only hurriedly find a reason to retire, and took the opportunity to rush back to Cuizhu Peak with Yujian, and informed his senior brother Jin of the matter.
As a result, Senior Brother Jin was shocked and scolded him fiercely, and immediately Yujian left Shushan overnight and took refuge outside.
Chapter 41 The fairy sword is charged, and it is reasonable for the enemy to be killed by lightning
At the side of the battle arena, everyone murmured angrily and whispered, and while scolding, they secretly glanced at An Zhisu.
Seeing that there was an uncharacteristically no smile on her face, but instead a faint look of worry, she couldn't help but panic in her heart.
This grass-cutting sword immortal is always smiling, as long as he laughs, he will slash people.
Now, instead of smiling, there is a bit of melancholy on his face. Could it be that he planned to slaughter me in Shushan afterwards?
This uneasy atmosphere spread invisibly among the audience on the sidelines, and the scolding was quickly covered up.
In fact, the elder inspector of this competition has already arrived, and the old god is hanging in the sky with Zheng Yujian.
He also had a personal grudge with Su Jian.Now I heard the people below use all kinds of filthy words, cursing Su Jian and his disciples crazily, so he deliberately dragged the fight and didn't start, just closed his eyes and listened with joy.
Thinking of how livid Su Jian's face would be if he heard these slanders, he felt even more delighted.
Suddenly the scolding dropped, and he opened his eyes a little dissatisfied. Seeing that everyone was looking carefully at An Zhisu's face, he couldn't help sighing, thinking that this Shushan was really getting worse and worse, the older generation and the younger generation. They were all crushed by Qingluofeng.
At the same time, he also secretly decided that this time, he would deliberately not call for a stop, so that the disciple surnamed Ling was beaten to half-death, and the province would have another killing star in Shushan in the future.
Of course, it would be even better if Lou Zhizheng from Ziyun Peak missed and killed Ling Yun directly.
Thinking of this, he raised his hand and let out a dysprosium sound, announcing that the fight had begun.
Dysprosium sounded.
Lou Zhizheng immediately raised his hand, and several streamers shot out from his fingers.
Ling Yunpo's eyes narrowed, and he immediately recognized what the trick was.
Talisman bombing!
This Lou Zhizheng's starting style was actually the bombardment of the talismans used by the cultivators of Yuqingguan!
The first purple light rushes towards you, this is the Thunder Falling Talisman!
With his right hand, he stabbed forward with a sword tactic, and the Qingping sword split the low-altitude thunderbolt, and immediately another red light flashed in front of him.
Flame Clash!
Ling Yunpo's mind turned sharply, Qingping sword slashed forward to the red light again, and his feet retreated calmly, just avoiding the scope of the flame explosion.
The third ice rain talisman exploded above his head, turning into countless ice cones and stabbing down.
Ling Yunpo waved his sleeves and summoned the Thunder Sword, and the brilliant sword light spun sharply above, blocking all the ice picks and shattering them.
Talisman bombing is so useful!He sneered to himself.
The so-called talisman bombing is to use the advantages of the talisman to launch quickly, unlimited times, and without the need for infuriating energy, to play all the countless talismans at one time, so that the opponent can't avoid it!
Like Lou Zhizheng, he played them one by one as if they were frugal. It was a waste of the power of this move!
He replaced Luo Yan and laughed at the opponent, then turned back to Ling Yunpo, stepped back again, and slashed the red light with his sword, while avoiding the flame explosion of Yan Chongfu.
"If you stop here, don't try in vain." Ling Yunpo said coldly, "These attacks are full of flaws, and it's a waste of my time."
"Naturally it doesn't stop there." Lou Zhizheng smirked.
Ling Yunpo suddenly felt that something was wrong, and just as he was about to react, his body suddenly sank, and the ground under his feet turned into quicksand, and he was sinking continuously!
Seeing that he struggled hard, but couldn't get out, and was still sinking deeper and deeper, Lou Zhizheng laughed arrogantly:
"Before, I used the Ice Rain Talisman to deliberately shoot into the air to attract your attention, just to bury the quicksand net behind you."
"Junior Brother Ling, how does this trap feel?"
Ling Yunpo ignored him, and just let his body sink, thinking quickly in his mind.
If you change to other monks, maybe you can only admit defeat.
But Luo Yan had listened to so many lessons in Tiangongfang, but he knew that the small formation of quicksand net was not incomprehensible.
On the basis of a similar cultivation base, a large amount of water system true essence can be used to disrupt the operation of its formation!
Here, on the battlefield of Shushan, Lou Zhizheng looked at Ling Yunpo, who was constantly sinking in the quicksand, with mocking eyes of pity.
The people on the sidelines also had different expressions. Some were surprised that Lou Zhizheng was so invested, and some lamented that Ling Yunpo was too weak, and he was killed without even a single strike from the opponent.
An Zhisu stood indifferently on the sidelines, with a calm expression on his face.
But no one saw her hand tucked into her sleeve, her fingers clasped tightly, her knuckles clenched so white.
"Dark mist, smoke floating in a mirage." In the sight of everyone outside the venue, Ling Yunpo's lips moved slightly and silently recited the incantation.
The first level of the forbidden method on the Qingping Sword, "Blue Mist and Cang Luan" was activated, and in an instant, the boundless fog gushed out of thin air and instantly enveloped the competition.
Everyone was caught in the thick fog, and they could not see their fingers, so they had to shout.
High in the sky, the supervisor elder looked down from afar with thoughtful eyes.
"The forbidden law of the water system? That kid's immortal sword has some background..."
In the battlefield, Lou Zhizheng's smile stopped abruptly, and he was dumbfounded.
The fog in the sky must have been created by Ling Yunpo, but now I can't see clearly from a few steps away, and I don't know what happened to him...
no!Could it be that he has another move?
Thinking of this, he immediately raised his hand again and shot out the remaining three Yanchong Talismans, aiming at the center of the quicksand in his memory.
The waves of fire exploded, but it was as if the flames had been poured with cold water, and then dissipated with a loud bang.
It turned out that in this fog, all non-water spells were affected by the forbidden law, and their power was halved.
In addition, the six senses are also blocked, and the sight, hearing, and consciousness are all severely restricted.
Then Lou Zhizheng didn't know it at all, but he couldn't hear the sound of the explosion.
Aware of the failure of the talisman, he hurriedly slapped the flying sword beside him, and activated his derivative method "Golden Mask".
This golden mask is a pure defensive spell, which just fits his greed for life and fear of death.
With the guarantee of this method, the opposite side is only a mere level of Qi refining, and I think it will definitely not be able to break my defense.
He was huddled in the golden mask, and the abacus in his heart was also very good.
When the other party couldn't attack again and again, the fog would dissipate naturally, and he would come out of his shell and return the previous grievances one by one.
However, he didn't know that Ling Yunpo had already taken the cover of the fog, and quietly went around to his back, facing the golden mask with the palm of his hand, and reciting the mantra again in his heart:
"Leiguang Huowen, Yushu Shenting, broken!"
There was thunder light pouring out from his palm, its light was blue, its color was red, it was silent, and it suddenly hit the golden mask.
Even in this thick fog, when the power of all non-water Daoist methods was halved, he still directly pierced through it, together with Lou Zhizheng inside!
The fog gradually dissipated, and Lou Zhizheng's body had fallen to the ground, with a blood hole on his back.
The Thunder Sword was inserted into the pool of blood beside him, and there were electric snakes dancing on it, fierce and ferocious.
"Actually, it turned out to be..." Lou Zhizheng's lips parted slightly.
Before the word "Leifa" could be uttered, the dizziness of blood loss quickly struck.His body suddenly twitched and twitched for a few times, and soon lost his breath.
Ling Yun stood silently, pretending to wave lightly, and Lei Shujian flew back to Lou Zhizheng's side from next to Lou Zhizheng's body.
The body of the sword was still clean, without a trace of blood.
Chapter 42 They are all senior sisters, learn from others!
At this time, the fog had cleared, and the two of them were standing on the field. Obviously, the winner had already been decided.
Suddenly someone exclaimed: "How is it possible!"
"Qi refining step versus marrow washing step, can this also win?"
"Could it be that Ling Yunpo hides some super-level magic weapon?"
"Are you crazy? His master Su Jian has already retreated, how can there be a super magic weapon for him?"
"Regardless of whether there is a treasure, he must have cheated in this fight. Otherwise, why was there a fog before? It must be because I am afraid that I will see through it!"
"Although there is no evidence, I also agree with it. The difference between refining Qi and washing the marrow is too great. If you can win without cheating, what is the meaning of this division of cultivation realm!"
"This blatant cheating in Biedou is definitely incalculable! I waited for the spirit stone to buy him and lost, this account can't be settled!"
The sword cultivators shouted loudly for a while, each filled with righteous indignation and full of anger.
Ling Yunpo stood in the center of the arena, and when he heard the unanimous condemnation of him outside the arena, he secretly laughed in his heart.
How can this result not count?
Now that he is dead and I am alive, can you reverse it?
Ling Yunpo folded his arms, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he didn't want to argue more.
When the onlookers saw it, they were even more furious, and they wanted to drown him with the spit of justice.
Until the inspector elder rode the sword light and descended leisurely.
All the talents shut their mouths in embarrassment and stopped talking. They just turned their eyes to the elders, and their eyes clearly said, "Please the elders do justice for me."
The boss had a cold face, his divine sense swept over Lou Zhizheng's body, sighed, and announced the outcome of the battle.
"Results of this competition: Qingluo Peak disciple Ling Yun won! According to the Doumen rules, the deceased Ziyun Peak disciple Lou Zhizheng took the initiative to challenge the party, and those involved in the story will not be held accountable, above."
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