Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

The sun was just past the middle, and even the sea breeze could not completely cover up the heat.

It was still in the audition stage, the contestants did not compete on the central stage, but stood on the adjacent small stage.

Therefore, the audience can freely choose the location to watch the competition between different Taoists.

Bai Jiamu only said: "Look at it."

His spirit sword was suddenly reorganized, even though it was an intangible spiritual power sword, it was like a heavy real sword in his palm.

Zitao once broke down his attack characteristics and told Cheng Yunzhi, including the origin of Bai Jiamu's spirit sword.

It's not that he doesn't have a real sword, but that real sword is on his body, where his spiritual power transforms into a sword - the spine.

Zitao tutted and said: "Although I don't like him, I have to say that I want to regain the attention of their Zushan ancestors, and let Yuanying escort him. He has also worked hard and suffered a lot."

Bai Jiamu himself pays attention to explosiveness and quick attack, and maximizes the advantages of the sword.

What's more, it was a spirit sword, and it could be stretched... stretched and shortened according to his will, which was undoubtedly an excellent advantage.

Before going out, Zitao tugged at Cheng Yunzhi, worried.

"If you can't handle his first wave of attacks, it will be difficult to handle the follow-up." Zitao's two eyebrows were twisted into twists. You won't release water just because you are a foundation... If you can't hold on, jump into the water right away!"

And Gu Yan said: "Don't be afraid, I'll watch you."

After thinking about it, he said again: "You don't have to jump into the river if you can't beat it."

Cheng Yuzhi: "I understand, kneeling down and begging for mercy, right?"

Zitao: "..."

As a fairy, of course he has the ability to protect a person without diving and kneeling, and he can step down safely, the elder brother thought sourly.

Facing the explosion of Bai Jiamu's abundant and thick spiritual power, Cheng Yuzhi also drew a sword from his waist.

This sword looked ordinary, even if it was put in Cheng Yun's hands, it didn't make it look like its value doubled.

He pulled the sword flower slowly, not only did he have no afterimage, he even danced like an old fairy, his joints were sluggish and he had no strength.

Bai Jiamu: "...are you kidding me?"

Cheng Yuzhi danced for half a cup of tea and stretched.

Hearing this, he was surprised and said: "How come, I'll warm up first, you don't mind?"

Even though it was an old fairy dancing, there was no other way, Cheng Yunzhi was so good-looking, even if he was slow, there was no fun in it.

The disciple of Zhongzhang Sect coughed and raised his hand: "Okay, okay, the jade slip has landed, and the competition begins."

After all, let go of your hand, and the jade slip falls down!

Bai Jiamu couldn't bear it anymore.

His back was burning hot, and the sword was hidden in his spine, humming continuously, reminding him to make a quick move to end this meaningless contest.

No, it cannot be said that it is meaningless.

After all, his old rival couldn't play, so he beat his friend to demoralize him.

See how he drew out his shocking sword, stabbed the opposite Jianji casual cultivator into the water, then retracted the sword, and proudly waited for the referee disciple to make a verdict...

The spiritual power surged out like a jet of water, flowing upstream along the spiritual sword in his hand!

He precisely stared at Cheng Yun's lower plate, and found the gap in it!

It's now!

There are flaws everywhere, gaps everywhere.

Playing such a foundation building period that lacks actual combat experience is simply a side dish...

Dish, Dish...

vegetable……?

Cheng Yunzhi waved the sword lightly, the narrow blade just caught Bai Jiamu's sword edge, preventing him from going any further.

Even the spiritual power of the water flow did not break through the barrier.

Bai Jiamu realized something, and took the initiative to withdraw, a silver light was drawn from the tip of the sword.

He taunted: "You think you can win by shrinking into a tortoise shell?"

The next moment, a more ferocious attack struck!

However, the tortoise shell on the opposite side is like a thousand-year-old bastard who can't be beaten, and ordinary sword moves can't break through it at all.

Cheng Yuzhi smiled at him: "That's it?"

Bai Jiamu: "..."

Yes, Bai Jiamu calmed down and thought.

As the Golden Core Stage, he is fundamentally different from the Foundation Establishment in the accumulation of spiritual power, so why should he use ordinary sword moves to test it step by step?

Bai Jiamu drew back his sword. At this moment, all the spiritual power in his body gushed out from his spiritual veins, and the sword intent rushed towards Cheng Yuzhi like a Bailian waterfall falling from a towering mountain!

Even if the spiritual power of Zhuji's whole body is drained, it is estimated that it will not be able to compare with a mere corner of Jindan.

This is the difference in boundaries.

The water flow under the stage rippled with the attack, and as the spiritual power circulated, the water splashed and fell in a mess from the air, and many of them fell onto the stage, making the ground wet and slippery.

Cheng Yunzhi opened his eyes in the spray of water all over the sky.

He stopped his slow sword dancing movements, and a lot of spiritual power gushed out from his wrist and attached to the edge of the long sword.

Seeing this, Bai Jiamu mocked, "Is this all?"

Cheng Yuzhi said gently: "To deal with you, refining Qi is enough."

Bai Jiamu thought that he was being stubborn when he was about to die, and stepped up his offensive.

Almost pervasive, the sword light is everywhere!

The sword intent on the stage was aggressive, attacking layer upon layer, while Zitao stood next to Gu Yan, so worried that he put all his weight on the natal sword, causing his own spirit sword to buzz with dissatisfaction.

Zitao: "Teacher, teacher, teacher... Cheng Cheng Cheng him!"

The young master who was wearing a snow suit and robe beside him was motionless, as if he had become a piece of old wood that could not be carved.

He regrets it a little.

He has plenty of Bai Lingzhu.

If Cheng Yuzhi wanted it, he wouldn't feel bad about taking out a lot of it. For him and for Xuantianzong, such things as merit are not urgently needed.

But his death...

If you are injured under the sword light, bleeding, or dragging your tired body to fight the opponent with sword moves.

Gu Yan: "Zu Shan can disappear."

Zitao: "...?"

What have you made up in your mind?

Gu Yan suddenly lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice: "I know Patriarch Zu Shan's temperament, one less disciple is nothing to him."

Zitao: "Yes, yes, after all, it's you...uh..."

Next door was Bai Ci's curious gaze, and Zitao turned a corner when he reached the point of his mouth.

There are not so many twists and turns on the stage.

Cheng Yunzhi sighed in his heart, feeling that Bai Jiamu had accumulated quite well with such proficient sword moves and spiritual power at such a young age.

At the moment when he approached, Cheng Yuzhi asked, "Guess, why... I didn't arrive at Foundation Establishment until 200 years ago?"

He said this almost in a whisper, and the audience was determined not to hear it.

But when Bai Jiamu heard it, he had to think subconsciously, and then realized: Maybe he was cheating!Let him stop himself!

He sneered: "Don't sleep so hard every day, that's why you can't practice!"

He could only hear the long sword thumping and making a metal sound, as if someone had flicked his finger on the surface of the sword.

Cheng Yunzhi smiled, and said with a pleasant face, "Yes, I was also practicing swords in my dream."

After all, he suddenly turned his backhand and took the initiative to attack!

Zitao: "Cheng Yunzhi!!!"

Bai Jiamu didn't hear what the outsiders were shouting at all.

He only saw a sharp point of the sword, which seemed to be aimed at him, no, it was aimed at the center of his eyebrows, passed through the formation of heavy swords, and struck with a very simple sword.

His pupils constricted, his expression horrified!

how come!It is obvious that his sword formation is impenetrable——

呲——

He seemed to hear the sound of water.

The sword array stopped, and only the spectators saw that Bai Jiamu unknowingly retreated to the edge of the table, his heels hanging in the air.

And Cheng Yuzhi's sword lightly touched the center of his eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, it was impossible to move.

Cheng Yunzhi laughed again.

He had a nice smile and liked to smile, as if there were no other expressions for him to choose from.

Perhaps because he was about to win, the young man asked softly, "Are you going to admit defeat, or jump off by yourself?"

……how is this possible!

Bai Jiamu's mind went blank, Cheng Yuzhi saw that he was still unable to make a decision, and said thoughtfully, "I'll choose for you."

So he withdrew his sword and changed his palm, and pushed him into the water with a light push.

thump--

There was a big splash of water, crystal clear, flying all over the sky.

Cheng Yunzhi took some water boredly, sniffed it, and sure enough, he could smell a strange smell from the water.

Fish lure powder?or something else.

Bai Ci was speechless, Zitao turned his head sensitively: "What's wrong?"

The other party didn't say anything else, he lazily scratched his hair, and said firmly: "He is definitely not Foundation Establishment."

Zitao: "Ang...huh?"

Bai Ci was thoughtful: "It should be an adventure, which caused his cultivation base to plummet, and he fell to Foundation Establishment before he could barely stop."

Zitao asked suspiciously, "Why did you drop your cultivation level after having an adventure?"

Beets: "Because..."

The next words were not spoken, the boy narrowed his eyes, his expression was as if Zi Tao had just seen him from the wonton stand.

Bai Ci said with a smile: "Zitao, did you know that there is a secret method in the world that can make people lower their level and re-cultivate the Dao. It's just that the conditions are harsh and it requires...determination and perseverance."

Bai Jiamu who fell into the water was rescued by the left-behind disciples and prevented him from continuing to soak in the water.

It may be that the blow from falling into the water was too great, and when being dragged away, there was no response at all.

And Cheng Yuzhi lifted off his half-wet robe, and walked down the stage with it.

Gu Yan stood deep in the exit, seemingly looking towards him.

Cheng Yunzhi's heart softened, and he reached out his hand.

"Scared by me? Mr. Gu, don't worry, if I don't have two brushes, how would I dare to come to this kind of place, where different realms are not separated?"

Gu Yan was silent for a moment, raised his eyes, his eyes dimmed: "...I regret it."

Cheng Yunzhi didn't realize it yet, and still frowned: "What are you regretting? Let me tell you, these young people are no match for me. When I knock down the top one, I will throw away the rewards one by one... "

Gu Yan didn't speak, but calmly reached out to him.

Cheng Yu realized later that Gu Yan seemed to have really regretted it.

He frowned, and tried to slow down his tone: "Regret? Ah Yan, you really don't have to worry about me too much. Cultivators go against the sky, fighting and making gestures are inevitable, not to mention that this kind of formal fairy sect society is better than those in the wild." Come much stronger."

The other party did not speak, and maintained the posture of raising one hand. After a while, the fingers curled up slightly.

He said: "Yuzhi, give me your hand."

It was rare for Cheng Yunzhi to feel vigilant, he had never felt this way in front of Gu Yan.

Just such a simple sentence, goose bumps came up.

He said, "What are you going to do?"

Gu Yan: "I want to take you back to my cave, my territory. I will give you whatever you want, whether it is Bai Lingzhu, spiritual weapons, or other natural and earthly treasures..."

He was categorical: "I have it all. Whatever it is."