Female supporting role: I have a leverage system

Xin Zijin's words are crazy, but when a person is strong enough, it is like stating the facts, which makes people feel ordinary.

Wen Yin only replied: "As you wish."

Then, she launched three swords, and the three sword intentions rotated. Xin Zijin dodged the sword array while attacking Wen Yin.

Xin Zijin's speed is very fast. I don't know what kind of movement skills he has practiced, such as ghost and shadow clone skills. Wen Yin has to open the eyes of the formation at all times to see the direction of his movement clearly, but even if she can see through him, she has already After learning how to teleport, he still hid in a panic.

Not only did everyone wonder: Wasn’t the three-talented sword array of fire, earth, and wood that Wen Yin had set up? Didn't Xin Zijin's words have no effect on him? Why still use it?

As soon as such doubts passed, Wen Yin, who was flying all over the place, turned around and fired out a few formation pillars. The three rotating sword intents seemed to disappear out of thin air and were introduced into the void.

Wen Yin withdrew the sword formation?

This was the thought of someone who couldn't understand Wen Yin's operation, but it was obvious that she did not do it unintentionally. Xin Zijin's speed obviously slowed down, and he even raised a green protective light shield, still avoiding something.

"The Formation of Hidden Sky?" Xin Zijin murmured.

Wen Yin was surprised when she heard this. Judging from the opponent's tricks to break her sword formation, she knew that even if Xin Zijin was not a formation cultivator, his insights into the sword formation were definitely not weak.

The composite formation of this simple version of the Hidden Sky Formation and the Three Talents Sword Formation was enough to hide her sword intent from Xin Zijin's consciousness.

Wen Yin manipulated his sword intent to continuously attack Xin Zijin and block his attacks, but it was obvious that Xin Zijin, the top elite disciple of a large sect, could not have any shortcomings.

When Wen Yin saw that his pupils were stagnant and getting lighter little by little, Wen Yin also understood that this was also a kind of pupil technique.

Sure enough, although Xin Zijin couldn't find a way to crack it, after a few spells were played, the leaves that could swallow spiritual power moved towards several of her formation points. Wen Yin's control of the formation was twice as difficult, and her attack power dropped. There was no way to stop Xin Zijin.

When Xin Zijin approached her again, Wen Yin also flew back, looking like he was running away in embarrassment before.

Wen Yin looked extremely serious at this moment. She grabbed a talisman pen. This time she did not use her mental power to construct a void talisman, but forced out a drop of blood. The blood droplets condensed on the tip of the pen, and when she put down the pen, she was like a boat flowing in mud.

The sword array was rapidly collapsing. Xin Zijin released the leaf weapon while spreading his palms flat. On his left palm, the greenery solidified into a seedling with only two leaves. On his right palm, a cluster of faint flowers ignited. The blue flames represent rebirth on one side and destruction on the other.

And he merged the two together.

Everyone understood that Xin Zijin was going to make a bigger move.

To outsiders, his moves seemed tepid, as easy and comfortable as lifting a thousand pounds. Only Wen Yin who was in it could feel his heart trembling.

The fusion of the meaning of wood and the meaning of fire, wood injects vitality into the fire, like a burning fire cooking oil, a single spark instantly sets a prairie fire, burning this space and burning it into nothingness.

Sect Leader Shang on the stage couldn't help but send a message to the law enforcement elder in the arena, telling him to be more alert. Neither Xin Zijin nor Luo Ying could lose a single disciple.

Wen Yin's face was so pale that it was almost transparent, but the bloody runes in front of her were like a big bloody net that instantly shot towards Xin Zijin.

Xin Zijin frowned slightly. He couldn't understand Wen Yin's talisman and was wary.

But he didn't think he would lose. He raised his hand and pushed away the condensed sphere in his hand.

Everything happened so fast that people couldn't even blink. Just when everyone thought Wen Yin would be annihilated in this terrifying energy mass, her Sancai Sword Formation, which had disappeared into the void, reappeared.

It's just that the three sword intentions came together like meteors, forming a three-color giant sword that clashed with Xin Zijin's energy ball, like a spear piercing a shield.

When Xin Zijin felt the power of Wen Yin's blow, he stepped back suddenly like a conditioned reflex.

How can this be? How could it be possible for Luoying to combine the meaning of three attributes in a mid-stage golden elixir?

No, this is not the meaning of fusion she practiced, but the talisman just now...

When everyone was waiting to see whether the spear had pierced the shield or broken the shield, they saw Xin Zijin flying back.

And the next second, the long sword condensed with three sword intentions collided with the energy ball, like a meteorite falling to the ground from the sky, instantly arousing thousands of huge waves of spiritual energy, bursting out with a scorching light that pierced people's eyes, and the two of them Their figures were submerged under the light curtain.

But faintly, in everyone's narrowed eyes, they could vaguely see that the three-color long sword smashed the energy ball into pieces, and only half of the sword body and hilt were left, but it was still moving towards Xinzi at the speed of a meteor. Jin flew away.

Xin Zijin's combat experience and reaction speed really impressed Wen Yin, but she must win.

Wen Yin jumped up, followed by the three-color long sword, oh no, it was the dagger. The talisman pen in her hand kept moving, and mysterious and mysterious talisman patterns were formed from her pen, and were beaten into the three-color short sword. In the sword.

Xin Zijin's calm face finally changed color, and the shadow of the giant tree behind him appeared again, shrouding him. When Wen Yin shouted the word "explosion", the giant tree instantly grew thousands of branches and promoted Xin Zi to the next level. Layer protection.

As if the sky was falling and the earth was falling, the combined and explosive power of the three swords made Wen Yin, the initiator, horrified. She almost couldn't control herself and even jumped in. Her hand holding the talisman pen was affected by the residual power of the energy. The flesh and blood were blurred, and the bones were visible.

Wen Yin also flew back, took out her long sword and stood still. She could feel the defensive ability of Xin Zijin's giant tree shadow. Her move may not necessarily defeat Xin Zijin.

Sure enough, when the remaining power faded, Xin Zijin's shadow of the giant tree also dispersed, revealing his pale face.

Wen Yin sighed. It seemed that her reincarnation sword intention would not survive the Hundred Sect Competition, so let it show its glory.

Soaring into the sky, Wen Yin held his sword and slashed horizontally with his backhand, like opening a crack in hell. The rich power of the twelfth yin surged toward Xin Zijin like a flood.

Xin Zijin's pupils shrank suddenly, and when he wanted to resist, he found that this space had been blocked by the sinister power of Wen Yin's Samsara Sword Intent, which cut off most of the spiritual energy, causing him to fight back without any power left.

He seemed to see the door of hell opening, and evil spirits and creatures rushing towards him with a murderous and deadly aura that devoured everything, like the hand of the Lord of Hell strangled his neck, telling him to die in the middle of the night.

What a strong sword spirit.

He felt that if he was corrupted by the sword intention of reincarnation, he would be instantly turned into powder by the power of the twelfth yin...

Of course, this was impossible. The law enforcement elder blocked Wen Yin's sword.

Wen Yin and Xin Zijin were both stunned for a moment, but Wen Yin reacted quickly. After putting his sword into its sheath, he waited for the elder to announce the result of the game.

As mentally strong as Xin Zijin, he was also as dumbfounded as all the viewers who couldn't react.

Xin Zijin lost.

There are rules in the competition. The elders will judge which disciple is unable to take the move and has the threat of life. He will take action. The one who is saved will be considered defeated.

Xin Zijin murmured, trying to say that he could take the sword intention, but he was not convinced... But the feeling of falling off the Naihe Bridge and having the water of the underworld flooded his mouth and nose made his words stuck in his throat again. Unable to speak.

"The winner is Void Talisman Peak Luoying."

After the elder's formal announcement, a burst of uproar erupted on the scene. In comparison, the elder's stage was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Especially Venerable Xue Lin, he is like a sculpture.

"Senior Brother Xin, I accept the concession." Wen Yin continued to follow the procedure.

Xin Zijin looked even more confused than Qi Jingfan. Wen Yin felt that compared to Qi Jingfan, he could not afford to lose. Maybe the proud man had never lost before.

Not to mention him, few people in the entire Fu Sect thought that he would lose, or lose to a middle-stage Golden Core. As expected, there are no wonders in cultivating immortals.

But Wen Yin's existence is inspiring. To defeat the strong with the weak, to fight against the genius with oneself is a passion that will never cool down.

At this time, a figure appeared in the sky. She was a female sage dressed in white palace clothes. She looked more like a secular and high-ranking woman than a Taoist cultivator.

"Host, this person's cultivation is the Great Perfection of the Fusion Stage. I think he should be your Fu Sect ancestor, Venerable Yongning."

Wen Yin's heart trembled. Is this the ninth-grade peak talisman master who is on par with the Mahayana monks? But thinking that she had now refined the Wan Huan Hai Clan Tears given by Hua Qing, she became determined.

The elder led all the disciples to salute and shouted "Welcome the ancestor to come out of the mountain", and they also followed the instructions.

"good."

Venerable Yongning spat out these two words lightly, not knowing who he was referring to in particular, or praising this disciple, and then disappeared in front of everyone like a puff of smoke.

When her figure completely disappeared, everyone's congratulatory gazes were completely withdrawn. Wen Yin couldn't help but yearn for her. She was so handsome. As expected, only the strong can be free.

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