Fast time travel: The heroine and the female supporting role hold the script of the villain

Chapter 161 I, Rich, Immortal Cultivator! (47)

The four monks on the two arenas were fighting fiercely. With Lu Zhuxuan's inconspicuous exclamation, Haiyao's drifting thoughts were pulled back instantly.

At this time, Ma Yuanshan's face and body had a lot of dark red scars that were not too deep, and she looked much more embarrassed than before, but her eyes were amazingly bright, and there seemed to be flames dancing and flickering in the depths of the pupils.

The female cultivator's opponent this time should be the most powerful opponent she has encountered since the beginning of the Zongmen Grand Competition. Afterimages left when moving.

And Lu Zhuxuan's sudden exclamation before was because of the sudden attack of the cultivator on the other side, her whole body was like a burning meteor flying across the air, hitting heavily on Ma Yuanshan who was supporting Ma Yuanshan with the flying sword.

The fireball made by the human body is extremely hot, even if the distance is quite far away, you can feel the heat wave coming, not to mention the female cultivator on the other side of the ring who is facing him, even the hair fluttering in the air began to curl slightly. You can even smell a burnt smell in the room.

"Senior Sister Ma, be careful!" Lu Zhuxuan reminded anxiously.

The monk whose whole body was burning was getting closer. Ma Yuanshan's originally exposed skin turned black and red because of the roasting, and some densely packed small blisters appeared on the skin, which made people feel unbearably stinging just by looking at it.

Ma Yuanshan's eyes became more firm now, she slowly straightened her upper body, and put the sword across her chest.

When the fiery man was getting closer and closer, and she finally couldn't bear the soaring heat, she suddenly yelled and lay back neatly!
puff……

Because the flames quickly swept away the female cultivator's body, the onlookers saw only a sea of ​​flames that burned and deformed the surrounding space. There was a whirring sound of burning, and there was no other movement.

There was an eerie silence in the audience, and when the fire gradually dissipated and the scene above the ring appeared before the eyes of the big guys, everyone let out exclamations of varying severity one after another.

I saw Ma Yuanshan's legs folded in a very difficult posture, lying on her back with her pretty face upwards, the saber held in her right hand was raised high, her arms were still visibly trembling due to the force.

Tick, tick, tick.

The strong bloody smell, accompanied by the scorched smell of the flames, suddenly penetrated into the nostrils of everyone present. Coupled with the sound of the liquid falling to the ground, all the onlookers realized after a while that Ma Yuanshan's sword was sticking out. one person!

"Hey!" Ma Yuanshan then yelled angrily, and threw the person on the sword to the bottom of the ring, and then took a couple of breaths, and stood up unsteadily.

The monks in the audience had been disembowelled at this moment, and seemed to have lost consciousness a long time ago. Even if they fell heavily to the ground, they still remained silent.In just an instant, dark red blood smeared under his body, and soon his fellow disciples stepped forward to carry him out.

This was a relatively rare bloody and intense match since the official start of the Zongmen Grand Competition.However, the rest of the people didn't have any special reaction. Zongmen competitions are always cruel, and there is a chance of death in the sparring between the same sects, let alone this kind of battle for the glory of the sect.

After all, seeing the battle of the monk just now, he didn't want Ma Yuanshan to live, so he was killed instead, but he really couldn't blame others.

"Nine Heavens School, Ma Yuanshan wins!"

Accompanied by a specially elongated male voice, enthusiastic cheers erupted from the direction of the Nine Heavens Sect. Ma Yuanshan turned around and cupped her hands towards the high platform, and then slowly returned to the crowd.

And the battle on the other ring ended soon, and the male cultivator who won was like a proud rooster, standing there with his head held high and receiving some admiring glances.

After the other party had had enough publicity and Shi Shiran stepped off the ring, the second round of the two groups of monks' competition officially began.

Among the four bamboo sticks that suddenly floated on the high platform with the monk's name written on them, Zhao Haiyao's name was impressively listed.

Ma Yuanshan, who had just swallowed a Huiling Pill, frowned worriedly, and looked over with concern, while Lu Zhuxuan was more direct: "This time, Junior Sister Zhao's opponent is Liu Ruisheng of Huang Yunzong. , the other party has been famous for a long time, and he is a rare genius of Huang Yunzong in the past century. In addition... last time we had a lot of friction with Huang Yunzong on the way to the fallen land, it is hard to guarantee that they will not have any bad thoughts. Junior sister should pay more attention to it. yes."

Haiyao raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard the words, raised her eyelids and glanced at the male cultivator who had already appeared on the ring, and said a faint 'hmm'.

Immediately, she raised the air in her dantian slightly, and she flew up gracefully, and stood firm opposite the monk in the Taoist robe of Huang Yunzong.

"Huang Yunzong, Liu Ruisheng, fellow daoists, you are being polite here." The male cultivator's face was still a little immature, seeing that he was not very old, and the cultivation base that could reach the peak of the Golden Core stage at such an age is indeed a qualification An evil genius.

It's a pity that the inadvertent arrogance and meanness revealed in his words greatly reduced his talent: "I have heard the name of Daoist Zhao by chance, Lao Shizi, the fairy of the strange beast..."

Speaking of this, Nanxiu squeezed out a contemptuous sneer from his nasal cavity, with more disdain and disdain in his eyes: "The reputation gained by relying on those foreign things will give people a sense of not being worthy of the name... Daoyou Zhao. Don't be angry, I'm an upright person, and I always say what I think of."

Regarding this, Haiyao only slightly raised the corners of her mouth: "As for Liu Daoyou, our two temperaments are very similar, and I feel quite hearty during the communication."

"Actually, Daoyou Liu could have made it clearer. You think that my companion beast is quite powerful, but I can't do it with two fists. I want to ask for a so-called 'fair competition', don't you?"

As soon as this remark came out, it successfully made the man on the opposite side choke, and his complexion became ugly.

To be pulled off the fig leaf by Haiyao so unceremoniously in front of his face, it will make him feel a bit unable to step down and a dilemma.

If it is true, it will inevitably damage his own prestige of Huang Yunzong's new generation of geniuses, and make people look down upon him.But Ruoqiang insisted that no, he had seen the strength of that strange beast, and reckoned it was equivalent to a peak Jindan stage, and he really suffered the boring loss of one against two, and he felt panicked again .

And this battle is related to the glory of the sect... Thinking of this, the expression on Liu Ruisheng's young face gradually became firm: "The Zongmen Grand Competition is to pay more attention to the true abilities of the monks, and I am also thinking about it for the sake of Fellow Daoist Zhao. Even if you finally won the title of No.1 in this golden core stage, you will not be talked about behind your back."

"Jiuxiaozong always strives to be upright and upright, what does Fellow Daoist Zhao think?"

"..." Haiyao looked at the other party up and down with ambiguous eyes, until the male cultivator's face became a little tense, and she smiled brightly: "I have always been a soft-hearted person, since Zhao Daoyou admits that I am afraid That's right, we don't need any alien beasts in this game."

Before she finished speaking, the faces of many monks present all changed.

Everyone in the Nine Heavens Sect headed by Ma Yuanshan and Lu Zhuxuan voiced their opposition. As long as the strange beasts that signed the companion curse were part of the cultivator's own strength, how could there be any saying that "victory is invincible"?This Huang Yunzong made it clear that he was provoking Haiyao, he was really shameless, and would do anything to win.

As for Liu Ruisheng, his face turned blue and red, and the whispers that crept into his ears from time to time and those pointing fingers caught out of the corner of his eyes were like a crisp slap on his face. .

The winner is king, the loser is bandit.

The male cultivator took a deep breath, muttered silently in his heart, and quickly adjusted his emotions.Others can say whatever they want, and when he successfully gets the title of No. 1 Jindanqi, these discordant voices will naturally disappear.

When he came back to his senses, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, this female cultivator of the Nine Heavens Sect was also an idiot, she really didn't know what she was doing so easily agreed to give up using the companion beast.

"So, offended!" Seeing that the time was ripe, Liu Ruisheng suddenly yelled, and the next second a cold light flashed in the palm of his right hand, and an epee appeared in his hand.

The epee was black and about the height of a person. Just when the tip of the sword fell on the ring, it made a low and piercing rubbing sound, which showed its weight.On the blade of the sword, there are still dots of bluish-purple lightning that crackle and linger, which is both beautiful and frightening.

Rare lightning root?
Haiyao narrowed her eyes slightly, her expression became more and more inexplicable.

"Hey!" Liu Ruisheng chose to strike first, and his figure disappeared in an instant, and appeared on the other side of the ring in the blink of an eye.Looking at the still unaware slender figure in front of him, he showed a bloodthirsty smile, and slashed heavily with his sword!
The terrifying strength of the epee even distorted the surrounding space for a short time. The onlookers were terrified, and some uncontrollably let out piercing exclamations.

At this moment, Haiyao seemed to notice something, and took a step aside with her right foot.

However, to the surprise of everyone present, she did not choose to dodge, but turned around and raised the low-level flying sword in her hand, and went straight to meet the incoming heavy sword.

Ding!
The two swords with huge differences in appearance intersected, making a piercing metallic buzzing sound, centered on the two, the violent spiritual power overflowed due to the collision, and the ring was blown into dust.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the two figures maintained this posture and stood there quietly until the restless spiritual power gradually subsided.

click...

At this time, a crisp sound rang in everyone's ears. Ma Yuanshan and Lu Zhuxuan looked over in surprise. After seeing the situation on the stage, their expressions suddenly became extremely serious, and the two subconsciously held their breath.

A crack suddenly appeared on the blade of the Feijian tightly held by Haiyao, and with the passage of time, the crack tended to spread gradually.

"Hehe..." Liu Ruisheng's young face raised a smirk, and then poured a lot of spiritual power into the epee sword: "Die to me!!!"

The high momentum seemed as if he would be able to win the final victory soon.

But in the next second, a pretty face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling suddenly broke into his eyes.

What?Liu Ruisheng couldn't help but tremble, but before he had time to figure out the key point, the flying sword in Haiyao's hand was completely shattered into pieces.

The wreckage of flying swords flying all over the sky blocked the male cultivator's sight. It should be a happy scene, but for no reason it made him feel a chill down his back.

wrong!

(End of this chapter)