[Xiu Xian] The ninth generation

The strong man did not despise Chu Yanzhi because he only had eight levels of Qi refining.In fact, he himself is the weak over the strong.Now that the group arena is here, those who can still stand confidently on the ring are undoubtedly superior, - or have superior self-confidence.No matter what it is, he wants to end the challenge as soon as possible.Almost without any wait-and-see, he swung the Lingfeng Hammer heavily, and two tornadoes emerged from the hammer, heading towards Chu Yanzhi, intending to swallow the latter whole.

Chu Yanzhi didn't dare to be careless, and immediately took out a spell, and when he squeezed it, a thin light of light enveloped him.

These talismans are mortal-level top-grade defensive talismans, or he bought them in the Zongmen Square Market after returning to Zongmen, asking for a piece of middle-grade spirit stones.In addition to this defensive talisman, he also added some spells such as blast spell, acceleration talisman, petrification spell, etc., in case of emergency.

After using the defensive talisman, the two tornadoes were less than an inch away from him. Chu Yanzhi flickered and appeared on the other side of the arena, narrowly dodging the attack.

The strong man nodded slightly, and was not surprised that Chu Yanzhi was able to avoid it. If he couldn't even dodge this, then it would make people wonder whether the opponent's cultivation base was made of pills.He muttered something, and the two tornadoes that hit the protective cover of the ring not only did not disappear, but became a bit thicker.Immediately afterwards, the strong man pointed at Chu Yanzhi with both hands, and the tornado, which had grown larger out of thin air, seemed to have a spirituality, flexibly made a bend, and came straight towards Chu Yanzhi again.

Chu Yanzhi used his body skills to dodge again.

This time, without waiting for the strong man to cast a spell, the tornado caught up by itself.Chu Yanzhi frowned, and had a vague idea in his heart.In order to verify the authenticity of this idea, his body was connected to dots, his phantom swayed, and he randomly landed on the ring.Fortunately, the tornado can still follow him like a shadow, and has been swaying all over the ground with him.

Is it really as he expected...

The idea in his heart has been confirmed, and Chu Yanzhi stopped wasting his true energy, and immediately stopped in place.

"Thunder Curse!" A thunderbolt as thick as an arm descended from the sky, but it only blocked the tornado for a while, and followed like a maggot.

——It's really difficult!Sure enough, he can occupy one side of the ring, and he can't easily fool him with a random blow.

Chu Yanzhi put away his spells and took out the Qiushui sword from the storage bag.As soon as he held the sword in his hand, Chu Yanzhi's whole body's aura suddenly changed, like a blade unsheathed, sharp and sharp.The arrow was on the string and had to be fired. He didn't pause any longer. He took advantage of the momentum and took advantage of it to rise up. Then he pointed his sword obliquely, like a swooping eagle, and stabbed at the tornado closest to him!

This process sounds complicated, but it is actually just a matter of breathing.After one breath, Chu Yanzhi and the sword passed through two tornadoes to the other side of the arena.Look at the tornado again, it shattered silently inch by inch behind him, and quickly dissipated into the wind.

The strong man's face turned serious.

His eyes fell on Chu Yanzhi's sword, and he pondered for a moment, knowing that the person using the sword would never be dismissed easily, not to mention that the opponent hadn't used any sword moves, so he immediately put away the Lingfeng Hammer.As soon as he patted the storage bag, he pinched a pen in his hand.

Chu Yanzhi glanced at the pen. It had a brown barrel, snow-white bristles, and a bright red silk thread on the tip, which seemed to be no different from an ordinary brush.But Chu Yanzhi knew that if there was nothing unusual about this sum, he would never have been taken out by the strong man to fight against the enemy at this moment. ——In other words, this spiritual pen has its own good features, so you must handle it with care!

Thinking of this, he moved, and followed the trend of "the water of the Yellow River is coming from the sky".

Facing Chu Yanzhi's aggressiveness, the strong man didn't pay any attention to it. He just pinched his sleeves, activated the spiritual pen with spiritual power, and stretched out his hand to write in the void!

Using spiritual energy as ink, while the spiritual pen is dancing, words actually appear in mid-air: one stroke followed by one stroke, and then one stroke...

As the characters slowly took shape, around the spirit character as the center, a huge storm gathered, forcibly dispelling Chu Yanzhi's sword move.

After two o'clock, it was a write-off, followed by a mention...

——This is clearly a word for "sword"!Turning swords into swords is undoubtedly using strength to fight strength, using the power of the sword to dissolve the power of the sword, and then counterattack!

"Second move, the gate of heaven interrupts the opening of the Chu River!" Chu Yanzhi's expression froze, and he didn't dare to wait and see any longer. With a pull of Qiu Shui's sword, he immediately made another move.The sword was surging, and if he continued to write, he would be decapitated. The strong man had no choice but to stop writing, and directly let half of the words attack Chu Yanzhi.

"Boom!"

The sword force collided violently with the sword force, arousing large sparks, which were instantly annihilated silently, as if being swallowed by darkness.

The competition has now entered a white-hot stage, and the consumption of true energy has also increased sharply.Knowing that this is not a solution, Da Bi clearly stipulates that no pills can be taken. Chu Yanzhi gritted his teeth, and couldn't wait to slowly absorb the spiritual energy from the air, so he immediately used the third method - Qianjiang has water and Qianjiangyue!

As soon as the sword move was made, the strong man felt that Chu Yanzhi's whole body seemed to be integrated with the sword in his hand, and he pointed sharply at himself.Where the sword points, it is invincible. "...Human and sword in one?" The strong man murmured to himself. At this moment, he had no time to write another spiritual word, let alone take out other magical weapons to resist, so he could only bite the tip of his tongue and forcefully bring up the little truth left in his body. In a fit of anger, he managed to avoid the vital point, but his arm was still scratched.Blood slid down the wound, burning with pain.

Chu Yanzhi slashed towards the sky with the edge of his sword, and lightning as thick as a thumb fell from the sky, wrapping around the Qiushui sword.Pointing to his toes, he pulled out a sword flower and wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue it.

On the Qiushui sword, the purple light wandered away, making a "crackling" sound, breaking through all the chaos and attacking fiercely, as if he would not give up until he took his life.When the strong man saw this situation, he suddenly softened a little, and hurriedly said: "I give up! I give up!"

As soon as the words fell, Qiu Shuijian stopped, and retracted it two or three inches away from his neck.

The strong man wiped off his cold sweat, and without waiting for the elder to pronounce the sentence, he hurried off the ring and disappeared into the crowd.

The elder quickly announced that Chu Yanzhi replaced the strong man and became the leader of the third ring, accepting the challenge of other monks who were eliminated in the second round.

Standing on a high place, relying on Chu Yanzhi's eyesight, he could clearly see Bai Chuanxi's face that suddenly changed color.The latter glared at him viciously, and began to walk among the crowd, as if he wanted to persuade other monks to challenge Chu Yanzhi.But that's easier said than done to find out.First of all, it can only be eliminated in the second level, secondly, its cultivation base must be at least above the eighth level of Qi Refining, or there is something special about it, and finally, it must have the consciousness to offend a promising disciple.

After searching and searching, Bai Chuanxi did not succeed in finding a few people, but in the end he found someone who was at the seventh level of Qi refining.Undoubtedly, Chu Yanzhi defeated the challenger in two or three hits, and the opponent also walked out of the ring in despair amidst the ridicule of everyone.

The second challenger was still a monk at the seventh level of Qi Refining.Chu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows and let Challenger No. [-] follow in the footsteps of Challenger No. [-].

Immediately afterwards, it was still the seventh level of Qi Refining.Immediately, the sixth level of refining gas, the sixth level of refining gas...

After four or five days, no matter how dull Chu Yanzhi was, he understood Bai Chuanxi's plan: use the wheel to consume his true energy, knock him out of the ring in one fell swoop, and eliminate the possibility of him becoming an inner disciple this time.

Just as he was thinking, another young monk at the sixth level of Qi Refining came onto the stage with an extremely arrogant tone, threatening to throw him off the ring.Chu Yanzhi neither showed emotion nor paid attention to the other party, but only glanced at the huge spiritual incense in the center, about one third of it remained.

... Is there still half an hour?Chu Yanzhi thought that since he only had one-tenth of his true energy, he really had to save some money and find a way to survive.

When the young monk saw Chu Yanzhi's wandering look, he knew that the other party didn't take himself seriously, so he turned his nose in anger, and rushed over with the magic weapon regardless.Chu Yanzhi struck with his sword, and the magic weapon brushed past his shoulder, shocking Chu Yanzhi into a cold sweat. He immediately restrained all his thoughts and dealt with the situation in front of him seriously.

The young monk was quickly defeated and stepped down.

The next one was still on the sixth level of Qi Refining, and the onlookers couldn't help booing loudly.

Chu Yanzhi frowned tightly. According to this trend, his true energy would be exhausted after two or three rounds of persistence.After searching the storage bag for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up: Yes!

He took out a stack of talismans and crushed them in succession. Light flashed one after another, and several defensive talismans were added to his body.Looking at the pile of spells that had lost their spiritual power, Chu Yanzhi shook his head regretfully: Hey, why are they all used up?

That's right, his idea is - only defend and not fight back!

In short, you can't fight back if you hit or scold, and you can't bear the rest of the time.

This challenger is a man with a gloomy face, and the magic weapon he uses is a mortal mid-level mace, which is very ordinary.

After being dodged by Chu Yanzhi several times in a row, and not as thunderous as before, the man quickly understood what Chu Yanzhi was up to, and his face became even more gloomy.However, this also indirectly proved the correctness of Bai Chuan's Western dialect, and the half-grown kid in front of him really supported him somewhat.If he seized the opportunity to knock this kid out of the ring... Thinking of the reward Bai Chuanxi promised, the greedy light in the man's eyes became more obvious, and he intensified the offensive in his hands.

The defensive mask is getting weaker and weaker, and the true energy in the body is gradually thinning out.

Chu Yanzhi glanced at Lingxiang, only the last piece was left, and his anxiety eased a little.

Following Chu Yanzhi's gaze, the man also understood that time was running out, and the attack in his hand became a bit more swift and fierce, almost a desperate fight, which made Chu Yanzhi who was constantly expending his true energy to dodge secretly hate him.

"time--"

Gritting his teeth and persisting for a while, and being hit by the man's magic weapon several times, Chu Yanzhi finally waited for this moment.At the moment, seeing the opportunity, he drew up the last bit of zhenqi deliberately accumulated in his body and formed a handprint, drawing out a finger-thick lightning strike heavily on the man's inadvertently exposed waist, using his strength to sweep the opponent out of the ring.

"—Here!" At this moment, the elder's voice fell completely.

"The third arena, Chu Yanzhi wins!"