My mythology is different from yours

Although three members of Fu Lai Sect were assigned to Rou Zhao Field, they played in a different order and were not in the same round.The list of players will be announced immediately, so if you want to find allies and make alliances with each other, you can only judge the situation and play on the spot after playing.

At this time, the information collected before the game came in handy.There are 20 people on the martial arts stage, as long as ten people are eliminated, the remaining people on the stage will automatically advance to the next round.

The monks who had just stepped into the arena looked at each other, and Xuan Zhi in the stands could vaguely catch the fluctuations of the spiritual exchanges between the monks on the arena.

After a short wait and see, the monks on the martial arts platform quickly started to move their hands.After the attack, it is also obvious who has formed an alliance with whom, and who has been attacked intensively.

In this competition arena, those who are less powerful will become the targets of attack. Compared with a single battle, a multiplayer melee is much more complicated. In addition to combat power, it also tests scheming and means, which is quite exciting.

Xuan Zhi sat on the side of the stage from the first rising of the sun to the setting sun, and swayed on all ten martial arts platforms. It was not until the ninth round that it was her turn to play.

As soon as she stepped into the competition stage, she received a warm invitation from the fellow monks, who poured words into her ears through the sound transmission of spiritual consciousness, trying to win her to join forces.It seems that the prestige of the god in her talisman is quite dreadful.

Xuanzhi quickly matched the monks with the intelligence information one by one in his heart, and accepted the olive branch thrown by one party kindly. Before the pattern was clear, everyone had already fought together.

In the first competition, Xuanzhi did not use the talisman, the lines of the rune formed by the true essence were shimmering, like a flexible golden thread wrapped around her body, and the energy of the five elements around her was drawn by her talisman. Gather around her.

A sword light roared and struck, trying to disperse the power of the five elements drawn by her talisman, Xuanzhi plucked the golden thread of the talisman with her fingertips, a sudden gust of wind blew up on the flat ground, and the moment the black hair flew, her figure had disappeared in place.

The next moment, she appeared behind the sword repairman, the rune was wrapped around her fingertips, she grasped it with her fingers, and the wind in her hand formed a wind blade and slashed towards the opponent.

The sword cultivator reacted very quickly, without turning his head, the long sword backhanded to block, the wind blade and the spirit sword made a sound like gold and stone, and they had already clashed several times in the blink of an eye.

Although Xuan Zhi has minored in swordsmanship, what she has learned is the basic swordsmanship of Xunyang Peak, which cannot be compared with real swordsmanship.

The wind blade collided with the spirit sword again, and the runes wrapped on the wind blade were like countless tiny golden snakes, which suddenly spread out, pierced into his feet, and quickly recondensed into runes.

"Teleportation Talisman?" The sword cultivator was surprised, gave up the attack, and immediately pulled away to jump out of the range of the Talisman Array. The strong wind above his head pushed his Yukong figure straight down, like a golden cap.

Seeing that he could not escape, the sword repairer simply slashed his sword to the ground with his backhand, but the light of the teleportation talisman enveloped him faster than the light of the sword, dragged him into the talisman, and disappeared from the arena.

There was a burst of applause from the side of the martial arts stage, and the talisman light was lit up among the crowd in the stands. The sword cultivator appeared from the talisman array holding his long sword, and looked at the martial arts stage in front of him in annoyance.

He hadn't exerted his strength yet, and he was sent out of the competition arena in such a daze, losing the qualification for the competition. The sword repairman glared viciously at the nimbly dodging figure on the stage, so angry that his sword energy burst out, causing everyone around him to retreat in disgust.

Someone was affected by the sword energy, and laughed gloatingly: "Congratulations, fellow daoist, you are the first person to be eliminated in this round."

Jianxiu glared at the speaker angrily, and someone next to him said, "Look out, everyone else was kicked off the stage, you were sent off the stage well, sitting in such a position with a great view, you can continue to watch the game .”

Jianxiu was furious, as if he had been greatly insulted, and shouted: "I would rather be knocked down by her!" He thought about it and thought it was wrong, and spat again, "Bah! That woman is playing dirty tricks. Fight me, I won't lose!"

"That's hard to say. She hasn't used the talisman yet. I heard that she has five talismans in her hand. Although the three gods have not been heard of before, they have good fighting power."

There was a sound of laughter, and a figure slowly walked in from the entrance of the stand, and said disdainfully: "It's all spread by the monks who came out of the Canglang Secret Realm. Those casual cultivators from small sects have never seen a real master." What kind of power is it?"

This sentence was like sparks thrown into a firecracker, and immediately the casual cultivator rolled up his sleeves towards the sound, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "What's wrong with the casual cultivator? The casual cultivator can also beat you famous monks off the stage in this ring!"

"Oh?" The visitor stood on the two steps of the entrance, wearing a round-neck narrow-sleeved shirt with dark purple embroidered gold patterns, and wearing a token of Yuewangzong disciples on his waist, with the word "Mo Huo" embossed in small seal script on it. .

Mo Huo folded his arms and looked down at Sanxiu condescendingly, blinked and said with a smile: "I am looking forward to having the opportunity to share the stage with fellow daoist, and be beaten down by you."

The casual cultivator who rolled up his sleeves snorted coldly, a little courageous to fear power, but when he glanced at the man who walked in behind Mo Huo, his face suddenly changed, his voice was blocked in his throat, and he said embarrassingly He lowered his head, silently retreated behind the crowd, and left the stands of Rouzhaochang through the steps on the other side.

Mo Huo turned his head and raised eyebrows at the person behind him, hooked his shoulder and said narrowly: "Hey, with such a handsome face, how can you scare people away without even saying a word?"

Liu Wuyao didn't pay attention to him at all, just watched the fight on the competition stage with no expression on his face, the firelight of the talisman reflected in his eyes, adding a little light to those ancient well-free pupils.

The crowd in the stands murmured, "Is that Liu Wuyao? Daoist Fu Yue's new disciple?"

"It's him. In today's game, the other 19 people who were on the same stage as him were violently beaten off the stage by him. Whoever gets to be in the same round as him will be unlucky."

"Anyway, only ten people will be eliminated in each round, and the remaining ten will automatically advance."

"Those who are on the same stage as him, regardless of whether they advance or not, are all seriously injured. I don't know if they will be able to participate in the next match."

The surrounding discussions whispered to Wang Zong and Wang Zong's ears, they didn't care, and Mo Huo said proudly: "Junior Brother, you have become famous in one battle."

Liu Wuyao was indifferent, Mo Huo had long been used to his junior brother's temper, and continued on his own: "Pei Ziying's new disciple looks good, I didn't expect Linguang Academy to be in such a dilapidated state, she is willing to go, Tsk, she is still a little beauty, with big and bright eyes, why is she so blind."

The girl in the bright and bright clothes on the competition stage turned her head and glanced at the stands from afar.

"Oh, she heard it." Mo Huo raised his hand to cover his mouth, but kept his gaze unmoved, and raised his eyebrows provocatively.

Xuan Zhi looked away without changing his face, focusing on the battle in front of him.

Mo Huo snorted, tilted his head and said in a low voice: "As far as I know, our senior brother Duan probably died at her hands. Although Duan Qingfeng betrayed the teacher, he is the first personal successor of the master. Disciple, in Master's heart, you and I can't compare, if you lose to her in this Fa Conference, Master will be angry."

"I won't lose, I will avenge my brother." Liu Wuyao said firmly, the people on the stage seemed to him to be full of flaws, and they were too weak to be vulnerable. The power control is not smooth, and I can't hold on to a move in my hands."

Mo Huo straightened his face and said disapprovingly: "There is no such thing as enmity. Duan Qingfeng did something wrong and went astray. Everyone will be punished if he gets it. We hope that we can't be selfish."

Liu Wuyao was silent for a moment, then nodded and said: "Yes."

Mo Huo regained his sloppiness, and continued: "My silly junior brother, she is a talisman master, relying on divine power. You think everyone is like you, and you still have a talisman in your hand, but you still work hard to refine the five-element talisman To the extreme?"

"I saw the images from the Canglang Secret Realm, and her spirit is nothing more than that."

Mo Huo shook his head, "Where's Beiming Ghost Emperor?"

Liu Wuyao was silent, "The Ghost Emperor was punished by the Heavenly Dao Platform, so he didn't recover his divine power so quickly." There are quite a few gods and ghost talisman masters in the Yuewang Sect, so it's not difficult to know the news.

The bell on the competition stage rang, and the competition was over. Xuanzhi raised his eyes to look at the entrance of the stand, and the two people there had already left the stand with their backs.

Xuan Zhi successfully advanced and boarded the second floor of the competition stage. Pei Gu led her to have a good meal. The elder brother has too many friends outside. Walking from the venue of the ceremony to the city, the two-person team did not know what to do. Feel gradually growing.

When we arrived at the restaurant, we waited until two tables had been opened before we sat down. The table was bustling with activity. Xuan Zhi was like the youngest child who was being taken care of at the New Year's Eve dinner. He almost called her to get up and perform a show.

After a meal, I am more tired than going to the stage for a martial arts competition.Even with Pei Gu helping her to hold back the wine, Xuan Zhi felt a little dizzy after drinking two cups, and swore to the sky that she never wanted to eat with her brother's cronies again.

The senior brother and his friends and relatives expressed their sadness.

Back at the residence, Xuan Zhi's alcohol smell had long since dissipated.

When Pei Gu was watching his junior sister's competition from the stand, he also noticed the two Yue Wangzong, he asked: "Did you watch Liu Wuyao's competition?"

Xuan Zhi nodded, Liu Wuyao didn't form an alliance with anyone, and immediately made a move as soon as he came on stage, the competition started less than a moment, and three people were sent off, and all of them were seriously injured.

He shot so hard that everyone on the stage was afraid of him, unable to avoid him, so they quickly joined forces to deal with him.Under the siege of the crowd, Liu Wuyao still did not show his weakness. In order not to end the battle early, he deliberately left some room so that no one would completely lose their fighting power. The number of people on the console was more than ten.

It wasn't until he defeated the last person that he released a big move at the end, kicking everyone out of the competition stage.

Pei Gu said: "Although he was accepted as a direct disciple by Master Fu Yue of the Yuewang Zong, but Fu Yue could not retreat for a long time, he was basically educated under the sect master's sect, and he was also regarded as Duan Qingfeng's half-brother."

Xuan Zhi blinked her eyes, turned her head to look at Pei Gu, "Senior Brother, do you know?"

"Duan Qingfeng is the first disciple of the Yuewang Sect Master. His death will be investigated secretly by the Yuewang Sect. He died at the hands of the evil spirits. When you started, the master saw that you have a close relationship with the Ghost Emperor. , so I went to investigate the matter of Chongye City."

Xuanzhi admitted, "His death is indeed related to me."

But she didn't think there was anything wrong with killing Duan Qingfeng. The master and god of Xuancheng alternated, and Xuancheng Yuanjun's divine power gradually weakened. Duan Qingfeng stole Yuanjun's incense to worship the fallen immortal for his own selfish desire, which made Yuanjun's situation worse. It cannot cover the whole territory of Daxuan.

Xuanzhi set foot in those states and counties that were trampled by evil spirits one by one, and saw too many people killed by evil spirits. In her opinion, Duan Qingfeng's death was not a pity.

Pei Gu snorted and said, "Is it because you couldn't go to Yuewangzong that you came to Guangyuan?"

Xuan Zhi: "..." Is this the point?

She closed her eyes in surprise and shook her head firmly, "Absolutely not!"

Actually it is.