Female supporting role: I have a leverage system

Wen Yin understood that Qi Jingfan was going to make a big move, and he immediately became extremely defensive.

I saw that after the essence and blood merged into the whisk, the whisk instantly swelled and glowed with silvery white light. A solid dragon head seemed to emerge from the water curtain in the brilliance.

This dragon head was not just a shadow when she dealt with Qi Sulan. It was as solid as a real dragon out of the sea, looking down at the humble ants with a fierce look like a great demon in the wilderness.

Wen Yin's hair stood on end, and even the elders on the stage were dumbfounded. Did Luoying actually force Qi Jingfan to use this move?

This wandering dragon whisk is an heirloom of the Qi family. The refiner can use his own essence and blood to sacrifice the sealed true soul of the dragon. Of course, the real dragon is dead, and the power released still depends on the ability of the wielder.

Qi Jingfan's golden elixir is at the Great Perfection level, which can elevate the power of this dragon's blow to the true power of the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

Indeed, Wen Yin was facing unprecedented pressure. In the previous battle against Xiao Jue's white snake, she not only had the blessing of formations, but also the help of Zijin Thunder Chong, Dan Teng and Huaying. But now, she was really alone in front of her. A blow to the mid-stage Nascent Soul that was like a mountain.

Wen Yin once again used the Tumu Four Elephants Sword Formation, but he only maintained a stalemate for a few breaths before the sword formation was about to be overwhelmed. Wen Yin felt that his consciousness and spiritual power were being consumed rapidly.

Such a stalemate was not the answer. Wen Yin gritted his teeth and used the Fire Sword Intention again, changing the sword formation back to the Three Talents Sword Formation, but this time it was the Three Talents Sword Formation of the three sword intentions of Fire, Earth, and Wood.

As soon as this move came out, some of the elders on the stage stood up in shock, and even Shang Zongzong paused while holding the teacup.

Have you practiced all three sword powers? Why not go to the Supreme Sword Sect? I’ve never seen such diligence in drawing symbols!

Wen Yin held up the sword formation composed of three sword intents, struggling to the point where her face was ferocious. The one whose face was even uglier than hers was Qi Jingfan. She was also pale, with a look of disbelief on her face.

How can it be? Can Luoying really take on her move?

She was unwilling to give in. Even if she was seriously injured this time, she would still force Luoying to get out of her ring. A ruthless look flashed in her eyes. After a few spells, blood started to flow from the corner of her mouth.

The dragon head then opened its big mouth, and a blue bead was suspended in it, shooting out thousands of rays of light. It was actually a dragon spitting bead!

Wen Yin clearly felt that the mountain she was supporting was crushing towards her at an extremely fast speed, like being crushed to the point of being helpless at the last moment of an arm-wrestling fight.

Hearing the sound, his heart pounded, and he flew back. He stretched out his hand and held the talisman pen in his hand. His spiritual consciousness was condensed on the tip of the pen, making him move like a dragon.

The golden runes rotated, and each stroke pulled her heart. She was painting the runes that Qi Sulan had painted before. Her level of runes was not as good as Qi Sulan's, but her spiritual consciousness was more than a small level higher than hers. It can be heard that This is also the first time Yin draws this rune...

A "buzz" sound appeared, and Wen Yin raised her pen and waved her pen, and the runes were introduced into her three-talented sword formation of fire, earth, and wood.

Qi Jingfan's Dragon Spit Pearl was already completely crushing him, but when he heard the sound, his mind moved and he softly spit out the word "explosion".

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed. The two sides collided head-on with explosive energy, causing the entire arena to turn into ashes in an instant. The law enforcement elders on the side were already planning to rush into the energy center to save the two disciples, but they saw Wen Yin and Qi Jingfan. They all flew out, as fast as a meteor.

In less than a blink of an eye, everyone's hearts are hanging high in their throats. Who will win?

The competition clearly stipulates that monks can be beaten all over the field, but they cannot be bombarded at the formation boundary, otherwise it will be considered as out of bounds and they will lose.

With the speed and state they are in now, they won't both fall into the barrier, right?

However, Wen Yin and Qi Jingfan both stopped flying upside down.

Qi Jingfan swung his whisk and used the force to spin and then landed on the ground. Wen Yin did a somersault in the air and struck the barrier with his palm, used the force and then dived to fly towards Qi Jingfan.

Both sides were exhausted and could no longer use any big moves, but neither gave up the fight.

He heard the sound from the air and stretched his arms horizontally. The snake scales were white and colorful, and they were densely packed and cut towards Qi Jingfan like fine wheel darts.

The scales of the ancient monster, the white jade snake in the middle Nascent Soul stage, are extremely hard and sharp, making them excellent hidden weapons.

Qi Jingfan waved her fly whisk to resist, but she was at the end of her strength. In an instant, a wound as thin as a hair appeared on her body. If it weren't for the blood oozing out, it would be almost invisible to the naked eye.

Even though the light of the cassock was dimmed, Qi Jingfan did not give up. After resisting the snake scales with ten thousand silver threads, he attacked Wen Yin. He could no longer use any advanced magic techniques, so the two of them held a whisk and the other a sword, Qiang. There was a loud beating.

Wen Yin's sword was chipped by Qi Jingfan's magic weapon in just a few strokes. She simply didn't want the sword and relied on her speed and physical strength to fight Qi Jingfan.

The two of them had been fighting for who knows how long, and neither of them would admit defeat until their strength was exhausted.

Wen Yin didn't want to waste it anymore. Her cultivation level couldn't consume Qi Jingfan, so she simply took out a flute spiritual tool for music cultivation that she had bought at Fengxiang Pavilion.

In order not to explode her vest, the xun she used before can no longer be used, but the same goes for other musical instruments.

After hearing the sound, he retreated to a safe distance and used his body skills to avoid Qi Jingfan while playing the flute.

The lingering sound was like a soul-stirring net, trapping Qi Jingfan's consciousness. When she tried to resist, she was unable to do so.

Wen Yin waited for the one thousandth moment when she was in a trance, raised her arm in a big swing, used all her strength, and punched Qi Jingfan away.

Because she was very close to the formation barrier, Qi Jingfan was hit hard on the barrier. A flash of light on the barrier also showed that she lost.

She lost...

Qi Jingfan seemed to have given up struggling and let himself fall to the ground softly and awkwardly.

But she only indulged herself for a few seconds before getting up. Even though she was covered in blood, she stood upright and looked directly at Wen Yin without evading him.

Not much else to say, Qi Jingfan, as an opponent and a monk, is worthy of recognition for his strength and perseverance, so Wen Yin showed him enough respect and bowed: "Senior Sister Qi, I accept the concession."

Qi Jingfan said nothing, flicked his sleeves and walked off the stage without looking back.

Wen Yin didn't care and sat slumped on the ground. Her condition was not much better than Qi Jingfan's. It seemed that the restrictions placed on her by this vest had weakened her combat power a lot.

The Underworld Sword Intent cannot be used, the Five Elements Zhoutian Sword Formation cannot be used, the water attribute skills cannot be used, and the soul-forcing magical power of the White Tiger Essence cannot be used. As for the Reincarnation Sword Intent, she wants to keep it as a trump card and use it in the Hundred Sect Competition.

It seems that the existing skills that can be used are too difficult to deal with Qi Jingfan, let alone Xin Zijin, who is ranked first.

The elite disciples of these large sects all have their own magic weapons and unknown secret magic powers. How can she increase her combat power without using the reincarnation sword intention?

Wen Yin thought about it while swallowing the healing elixir to heal his injuries.

On the other side, the battle between Dongfang Hong and Xin Zijin also ended. Dongfang Hong was defeated miserably, but he was not discouraged at all. This time he persisted much longer than the last time.

Seeing the undiminished fighting spirit in Dongfang Hong's eyes, Xin Zijin felt bored. He said coldly: "No matter how much you hate me, I will not accept your provocations again and again. This is the last time. I have no obligation." Be your sparring partner."

Dongfang stood up, wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve and said with a smile: "What? Brother Xin has forgotten the rules of the internal competition? I am qualified to challenge you. If I don't win this time, then come back in three years. You want to get rid of me and then get rid of your embarrassing memories, you want to be beautiful."

"Do you think I will always be merciful to you? Are you really not afraid that I will cripple you?" Xin Zijin sneered.

Dongfang Hong would not be offended by his words and said with a faint smile: "I didn't stop you from beating me. Every time I asked you to fight, I prepared for the worst. You said you couldn't do it. What does it have to do with me? Your character is like this. Everything you do is just to make yourself feel better and feel at ease. Why do you say it like a gift to me?"

Xin Zijin's eyes suddenly turned cold, but Dongfang Hong walked away without looking back. Halfway through, he turned back and winked at Xin Zijin, signaling him to look towards stage two.

"My little junior sister will definitely challenge you. Don't be crippled by her first. We at Void Talisman Peak have outstanding people, some of whom are geniuses. Just wait."

Wen Yin was still thinking about how to win, but before she knew it, Dongfang Hong had already blown away her awesomeness for her.

After the injury healed a little, Wen Yin threw out the fifth-grade formation disk, intending to test a few tricks in the formation disk. Anyway, her formation disk could block the disciples' spiritual consciousness. As for the elders on the stage, just watch it if you like. Take a good look.

When Wen Yin took out the jade slip of the Taiheng Sect, one of the five major inheritances, and put it on his forehead, the system reminded Wen Yin: "Host, there are many powerful auras in the void of the 100th arena. I even captured a few Fusion Stage Divine consciousness." The system said weakly.

Wen Yin was stunned for a moment, but then he thought about it, those old monsters in the back mountain, no matter how they don't care about worldly affairs, they still need to know how the sect is developing, right? After all, young disciples are the future of Fumen.

"Then will the things in my inheritance be discovered by them?" Wen Yin asked.

"That won't happen."

"That's fine."

Wen Yin simply ignored it and began to read the useful information.

Although the ancient Taiheng Sect was not a talisman cultivating sect and devoted itself to pursuing the Tao of Talisman, there are also records of talisman and talismans, and many lost talisman patterns can be traced.

Wen Yin browsed carefully for two days, and she really found a useful rune...