Siheyuan: Sister was sold after returning from famine

After Qi Heng defended against this wave of attacks, he was still thinking about activating the next secret technique to try again.

Just as this thought came to his mind, he saw a sword over ten meters long about to fall down from above his head.

"Fuck, when did the spell get released? Brother Wu, I give up..." Qi Heng admitted defeat decisively.

After a few rounds, Qi Heng felt that even if he used his newly learned secret techniques, he might not be able to defeat Wu Zhanying.

The opponent's attack speed is too fast.

That Wind Blade Dance not only has a dense attack range, but also a fast speed.

As long as the opponent attacked, the fastest he could do was to activate the defensive shield and passively take the hit.

With just this one move, Qi Heng felt that he couldn't handle it.

The single-target attack of sword cultivators is the strongest, and this is not an exaggeration.

But there will be group competitions later, and this is Qi Heng’s home court.

Seeing the handsome boy on the stage win, Ye Tianshuang couldn't help but shout: "Great! I won..."

As soon as Ye Tianshuang finished speaking, he realized something was wrong.

You ask why something is wrong.

Why are you so happy about the rival sect winning?

Isn’t this hateful?

She shrank her head and tried to hide.

Just didn't hide.

The first disciple defeated by Wu Zhanying was right next to her.

"What do you mean? You seem very happy to see Brother Qi being defeated?"

"I didn't, I really didn't." Ye Tian's eyes flickered, she wanted to run away.

"Hate! Come with me to see Senior Brother Qi." The man said as he tried to pull Ye Tianshuang forward to see Qi Heng.

"I really didn't, really..." Ye Tianshuang wanted to cry. What was going on?

When the old man in Huashen saw someone causing trouble for Ye Tianshuang, his scalp went numb.

Oh my god! Don't make this lady unhappy.

The old man in the state of transformation hurried forward and said, "Little Taoist friend, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. That Tianshuang fairy, you should withdraw first..."

The old man in the state of transformation wanted to cover Ye Tianshuang's departure.

But the other party was a young man with no sense of urgency, and he actually shouted loudly: "Brother Qi Heng, someone is looking down on you and laughing at you for losing the fight."

As soon as Qi Heng came off the scene, he heard someone reporting this matter and his brows immediately frowned.

Winning or losing doesn’t matter, but being laughed at for losing is really unpleasant.

Qi Heng walked over and glanced at Ye Tianshuang.

He has reached the eighth level of Qi Refining and is quite good-looking.

She is a rare beauty.

He has reached the eighth level of Qi Refining at such a young age, which makes him a talented person.

But even a talented person cannot laugh at him behind his back.

"Little girl, are you making fun of me?" Qi Heng asked.

Oh my god...why are these people never going to stop?

Ye Tianshuang also has a temper.

Believe it or not, I’ll get mad?

"I didn't, really didn't. Senior Brother Qi is very awesome. Come on, Senior Brother Qi." Ye Tianshuang apologized with a smile.

"Hmph!" Seeing the other party apologize, Qi Heng had no intention of arguing with Ye Tianshuang, a woman.

Although the commotion here was not big, it happened to be seen by the person in charge of the outer sect Qi-refining cultivators' competition.

Wu Zhanying is very powerful and no one in their outer sect can defeat him.

And it seemed that no one from the Xuannv Sect wanted to take the stage.

In this situation, they usually just find an unnecessary monk to go up and help, and then let Wu Zhanying win.

When the person in charge was discussing who should go up, he heard the quarrel here.

The monk had a keen sense of hearing and had a general idea of ​​the situation here.

He actually cheered for disciples from other sects. This trend should not be allowed to continue.

The person in charge came over and pointed at Ye Tianshuang: "Go up and fight Wu Zhanying."

The person in charge thought it was simple.

Fang Zheng was going to lose anyway, so he let this female disciple who worshipped his sect's cultivators fight.

Let Wu Zhanying beat this girl up and see if she dares to go against him again.

"No, no, you can't do that." The old man in the state of transformation hurriedly tried to stop him.

If this young lady gets hurt, he can't afford to compensate her.

The person in charge stepped forward and slapped the old man in the face: "Who are you? Do you have the right to interrupt me when I'm talking?"

The person in charge has the foundation-building cultivation level, while the old man in the Spirit Transformation stage has the Qi Refining level.

At such an old age, he is only at the second level of Qi Refining. In the eyes of the person in charge, what is the difference between him and ordinary people?

The old man was stunned by the slap.

The most important thing is that this person in charge has Jiahui around his neck, the same as his.

In other words, the person who beat him was a younger member of his family.

Damn it...the old man who has reached the state of being a spirit is almost pissed off to death.

When Ye Tianshuang saw the old man who had been helping him make beauty pills being beaten, he immediately quit.

After all, the old man was beaten for standing up for her.

"Why are you hitting people?" Ye Tianshuang stepped forward to argue.

"Go up on stage to fight. This is the sect's order." The person in charge said in a deep voice.

Ye Tianshuang frowned, feeling a little unhappy.

They are all members of the sect’s management, why is this person like this?

There is no comparison with that outer sect deacon.

“Let’s compete.” Ye Tianshuang stomped his feet angrily.

Then he came to power with dissatisfaction.

When the cultivators from the two sects saw Ye Tianshuang coming up to the stage, they all tacitly understood what the Xuanfa Sect wanted to do!

This is to allow Wu Zhanying to advance smoothly.

There weren’t many high-level cultivators watching the Qi Refining Stage competition.

The highest level of cultivation is just a few cultivators in the Jindan stage.

In fact, they are not here to watch the fun.

They are there to save people at the most critical moment.

Below the stage, a group of Qi-refining monks were also not interested in this game.

They even felt that going on stage to serve food was a waste of time, and it would be better to directly announce Wu Zhanying's victory.

On the stage.

Wu Zhanying is resting to recover his spiritual strength.

There is usually a break.

Halfway through the break, Wu Zhanying was a little surprised to see a little girl coming on stage.

He used his spiritual sense to investigate briefly and found that he was at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

When Wu Zhanying's spiritual sense swept over Ye Tianshuang, the willow branch on Ye Tianshuang's head flashed, and when he found there was no threat, he hid again.

"Just admit defeat! I don't like hitting women, especially those whose cultivation is lower than mine." Wu Zhanying said arrogantly.

Ok?

Are you being ignored?

This bastard is even cockier than her brother.

"Little brother, you are so confident, but don't cry if I hit you later..." Ye Tianshuang mocked mercilessly.

Asking her to admit defeat before she even got on stage was a bit arrogant of the young man.

Moreover.

She admits defeat without even fighting. Doesn't Ye Tianshuang have any dignity?

Hearing Ye Tianshuang's ridicule, Wu Zhanying frowned slightly, then stood up.

"Referee, no need to rest, let's start!"

Wu Zhanying walked to the opposite side of Ye Tianshuang, but didn't take it too seriously.

He thought to himself that he should defeat the opponent quickly and then go back to practice.

I feel like competing here is a waste of time.

The referee also felt that this game was just a formality. After walking over and saying "start", he was ready to rescue the players.

It seems that Ye Tianshuang might not be able to take any of the attacks, and might even get injured.