I, who broke the protagonist, are alive again

As soon as Chi Mo finished a fight with other practitioners, he withdrew his sword and jumped off the stone platform.

Of course, the disappearance of the spirit sword in his hand will not arouse other people's doubts, because the natal spirit sword is connected with the blood of the heart, and if it is a master, it can be completely integrated with the dantian.

So everyone only thought he was a powerful swordsman.

So far, Chi Mo has played four games and won all of them. If there is no accident, one more game can enter the next round.

Seeing Chi Mo coming down from the stage, everyone looked enviously. Who doesn't know the identity of this young man?

He is the first apprentice of Xian Zong Mingjun...

Although everyone wanted to get acquainted with him, they were afraid of being said to be clinging, so they only dared to look at him from a distance.

Chi Mo didn't care about other people's eyes. He watched and studied every time after the match. Anyway, he was a sword spirit, so he didn't need to recover his true energy, he had plenty of time.

But I don't know why, Chi Mo didn't find the man he met that day in the crowd, and the other party never appeared again. Chi Mo was just puzzled for a moment, and didn't think about it anymore. Perhaps, after all, he seemed mysterious.

Just as Chi Mo was watching a competition, he suddenly felt someone approaching.

When he looked up, he found that it was the boy he had seen a few days ago.

In this big competition, he has also watched the opponent's several games, and he knew that the opponent is really a sword cultivator, and he belongs to the same golden spirit root as the big brother. Judging from the accessories on his body, this person is still a disciple of the Jiange, probably the elder of the Jiange A personal disciple of Daoist One Swordsman.

After that, Chi Mo didn't pay any more attention. After all, he and the other party are also sword cultivators, so there is no need to learn from them. Besides, his elder brother is the most powerful sword cultivator in the world!

At this moment, when Chi Mo noticed that the young man was walking towards him with a cold face, he couldn't help being a little puzzled, he didn't seem to have provoked him, did he?

Seeing Chi Mo's expression so dazed and innocent, knowing that the other party could never be what he appeared to be, Bai Lingcai still hesitated for a moment.

However, he quickly suppressed his thoughts and walked straight over and said, "My name is Bai Lingcai, and I am a seventh-floor foundation-builder. I am a swordsman with a golden spirit root. Between you and me, there must be a battle!"

Because this competition only allows monks below the golden core stage to qualify for the competition, and the seventh floor of the foundation stage can already be regarded as the top level.

Bai Lingcai has gone from the second floor of the foundation building period to the current seventh floor in just two years, which can be described as rapid progress. Of course, this is not only his own efforts, but also the cultivation of a swordsman and the inclination of countless resources .

Bai Lingcai was naturally a little proud, and of course speaking of her cultivation was also a step in declaring war.

But after Bai Lingcai said it, he realized that something was wrong. After all, a swordsman had told him that this young man was a sword spirit, so he really might not have cultivation...

Don't you do it yourself...

Just as Bai Lingcai was about to explain something, Chi Mo had already spoken.

Because the other party was challenging him, Chi Mo had no reason not to.

It's just that he doesn't understand why the other party is eyeing him, and why are they sure that they will have a fight?

Chi Mo tilted his head and asked, "How do you know that we will have a war?"

However, in Bai Lingcai's eyes, this sentence is undoubtedly a provocation. Does he mean that he has no way to enter the finals?

In fact, Bai Lingcai had always regarded Chi Mo as an imaginary enemy in the past two years. He never thought that the other party didn't know him at all.

At this moment, Bai Lingcai's expression turned livid. No matter how cute the young man in front of him looked, it was difficult to calm down his anger at the moment.

He put down his words coldly and left: "Okay, let's wait and see."

Seeing the opponent's figure, Chi Mo just felt baffled, and then his last competition was announced.

Fifth field, No. 109.

But at this time, when he saw the number three logo appear on his wooden sign, a thin man shrank his pupils sharply, quickly put away the wooden sign, and then hurriedly walked towards Jiange disciples.

***

Finally, it was time for Chi Mo to play again.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, thousands of monks looked over from the audience, and some even cheered for him.

Chi Mo bowed his hands in thanks and stood directly on the stage.

After a while, a thin and small man came up, he looked unattractive, especially under the gaze of everyone, he seemed to dodge a little bit.

But soon, his expression became much calmer, even amidst the cheers, his eyes settled down.

Seeing that he was ready, Chi Mo didn't say much, just took out the blade of his sword and started fighting.

Soon the two had fought several times. To Chi Mo's surprise, this man's weapon looked very simple, just a dagger, even a low-grade treasure, but there was a strange cold light shining on it.

Chi Mo understood at a glance that the cold light was probably some kind of poison.

In fact, in the Grand Competition, any treasure, talisman, etc. can be used. As for things like hidden weapons, they can be reported and checked before.

So Chi Mo was not surprised, but he always felt that the poison was not like ordinary products, it could bring him a threatening aura.

Moreover, although the quality of this man's weapon is not very good, the cassock and other magic weapons on his body are quite good, which made Chi Mo a little puzzled.

You must know that this man is probably just an ordinary inner disciple. The few ordinary inner disciples Chi Mo met before were not equipped with such good things.

It can be said that such a grade can be achieved by direct disciples.

Immediately afterwards, the man attacked faster and faster, and he actually resorted to a desperate style of attack.

Chi Mo frowned slightly. The previous few games were all on point. When Chi Mo knocked them off the stage, he tried his best to be gentle.

But now, of course, it doesn't have to be like this.

I saw that the fight on the stage became more and more ruthless, and everyone was also attracted. Even in the main hall, some elders saw some tricks. Of course, they would not say it, but they were secretly shameless. some......

At this time, Mr. Chongming's eyes were dark, and his spiritual consciousness kept looking at Chi Mo, and at the same time, he swept across a group of people over and over again.

At this moment, Chi Mo and the man were once again in hand-to-hand combat, and their swords and daggers collided directly.

In fact, this man's strength and speed are not as good as his, but relying on the magic weapon on his body, he can be on par with him.

But such a magic weapon would not be too much higher than his level, otherwise it would eat back at him, so Chi Mo wasn't too worried.

Just when Chi Mo completely suppressed the opponent's dagger with the blade of his sword, suddenly the man sprayed a poisonous mist directly in his face!

He didn't know when he held the poisonous mist in his mouth. It was probably made of pills, and it was bitten open at that moment.

Chi Mo couldn't help but be a little surprised. In fact, it's not like he hasn't encountered such a cultivator before, but it's still rare to see people who sneak up on Dabi.

But Chi Mo didn't rush, he directly raised the sword body to block the poisonous mist, at the same time his sword body suddenly let out a soft moan like a dragon's cry, and released a dazzling and coercive white light, unexpectedly directly Scattered the poisonous mist, and the next moment Chi Mo waved to the man's eyes again.

On the other hand, after the man spit out a mouthful of poisonous mist, his mouth was also eroded at this moment. Chi Mo met the other's flustered and frightened eyes, which made Chi Mo even more confused. Could it be that the man didn't know about the poison before? Is fog a hazard?

But even if a man wants to regret it, it's useless...

After the man fell to the ground, the people from the Discipline Hall took over. At this time, after the steward inspected it, he announced that the man had violated the law and asked everyone to take it as a warning.

Of course, Chi Mo entered the next round as a matter of course.

At the same time, above the main hall, a Taoist swordsman snorted coldly and said, "My lord Xianzun is a good means, this sword energy is really powerful!"

Just now, a swordsman could tell at a glance that the sword energy emanating from the sword was the work of Lord Chongming, but it was a pity that he had no evidence, after all, the body of the sword was also Lord Chongming's natal sword.

And this sword energy can only be used to scatter the poison gas, and cannot really control it.

So Yijian Daoist just expressed his dissatisfaction.

Mr. Chongming just responded lightly: "It's not as good as your painstaking planning."

Hearing this, Daoist Yijian's expression sank, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

And Lord Chongming's expression is extremely faint, his mind and soul have been divided, otherwise it would not be like this...

However, the other half of the soul cannot be recovered in a short while.

At this time, the Inner Sect Grand Competition had already started for five days, once the five days passed, there were already hundreds of people ranked first.

Among these hundred people, only eleven are ordinary inner sect disciples, and the rest are all elders, real disciples of real people, so it can be seen that they are ordinary.

In the future, the competition will become more intense. At this time, the original countless battlefields will merge instantly. It turns out that the duel of a hundred people will no longer be held by ten battlefields at the same time, but will be held one by one. Focus on this.

At this time, Chi Mo was also on the battlefield of hundreds of people, and it was no surprise that Chi Mo saw Bai Lingcai.

Bai Lingcai's eyes seemed to be fixed on him all the time, but unlike before, the other party's expression seemed a little complicated, not as tricky as it was at the beginning.

But Chi Mo didn't look at it too much, he continued to concentrate on watching the next competition.

Obviously this time, more useful things can be seen in the Hundred People Competition.

After a while, his wooden sign changed again. This time, the wooden sign showed not only the match number and number, but also the opponent's cultivation base and name.

Chi Mo's first opponent was a sixth-floor disciple of the Foundation Establishment Stage, named Ye Susu, a female cultivator.

When Chi Mo came on stage, everyone couldn't help being very serious, and his opponent, the woman in the yellow shirt, was even more so.

Before that, she had watched Chi Mo's competition several times, and knew that he was a disciple of the Immortal Venerable, so she was already very afraid.

But is she willing to give up this opportunity?

After all, with the Grand Competition held every five years, who doesn't practice hard day and night, honing in every possible way, thinking that he can go further.

If you have the opportunity to be selected to go to the secret realm in the upcoming Baijia Xianmen competition, how lucky you are!

And that secret realm also symbolizes countless opportunities, if luck is good, it is very possible to get a chance to break through to the golden core stage!

So try your best!

However, after seeing Chi Mo's appearance, the nun Huangshan's face softened a bit, but she quickly raised the pair of palace bells in her hand.