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

Chapter 162 I, Rich, Immortal Cultivator! (48)

Amidst the metal fragments flying all over the sky, Liu Ruisheng's pupils suddenly shrank, and he retreated quickly following his instinct.

Sure enough, in the next second, a flashing sword tip rushed out of the encirclement of those floating debris, and pierced straight into his chest.

The chill from the light blue spiritual power that was constantly puffing and puffing from the tip of the sword almost froze the nearby air until it condensed, and the male cultivator even avoided the edge of the ring directly, only to be able to withstand Haiyao's breath. Get out of the lock.

Swallowing with lingering fear, Liu Ruisheng only felt a dull pain in the skin on his chest where the sword point was pointed at just now.

An ordinary monk at the peak of the golden core stage would never have such power, he thought so, and his surprised eyes fell on Haiyao's right hand.That hand was originally holding an ordinary low-level flying sword, but I don't know when it was replaced by the current one with a simple shape.

The blade of this sword is rather thin, and the whole body occasionally flashes a halo of blue like the sea. There is also an unknown dark blue gemstone inlaid on the hilt, not to mention Liu Ruisheng on the stage, even if it is the crowd watching below. The monks also saw at a glance that the flying sword was of a high grade, not a vulgar thing.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd let out a short exclamation: "Zui Fanchen?! This sword is Zui Fanchen dreaming back to the Venerable?!"

This sentence immediately attracted everyone's attention. Perhaps the name of this sword is unfamiliar to some people, but the Taoist name of Venerable Menghui can be said to be well-known in the mainland of Kyushu.The other party is the only one master of the catastrophe period in the mainland for nearly ten thousand years, but it is a pity that he died in the last thunder catastrophe that soared a few years ago, and this Drunken Fanchen was one of his favorite works during his lifetime. one.

There are not many works of Venerable Menghui circulating in the Kyushu mainland market today, which means that each one is commendable and priceless.

"Zui Fanchen? It seems to have been auctioned a few months ago. I heard that the final transaction price was staggeringly high. Did it actually be bought by Jiuxiaozong?" The small sect next to it may not be able to produce so many spirit stones even with the strength of the entire sect!"

"Jiuxiaozong? I don't think so. This female disciple has never heard of it before this sect competition. If a sect gets such a good thing, even if the sect master and elders don't want it, it won't be her turn." A monk at the Golden Core Stage?"

Before the voice over there fell, someone here followed closely to refute.

Others thought it made sense, so they all nodded in agreement, and then the monk who had been to the Fallen Land also spoke: "Never heard of it? Then you are probably a little ignorant, many years ago in the Fallen Land The beast tide that erupted on the ground... the situation was critical at that time, and it was the man on the stage who took out piles of Konglan Jingshi with a wave of his hand, which saved the lives of so many monks present!"

"Do you think that such a powerful companion beast can be owned by good luck? Even if it is given away for free, most monks may not be able to afford it. But if it is this one, let alone this high-level spiritual weapon sword, even if it is If she suddenly took out a fairy weapon, I wouldn't be too surprised."

Although it was just a few words, it managed to make everyone present admire enviously. Compared with a genius with a good spiritual root, the financial resources against the sky seem to make people's teeth a little bit bitter.

And Liu Ruisheng on the ring was almost gnawing his back molars, staring at the high-level flying sword with jealousy almost dripping blood.

Seeing that Haiyao didn't intend to take advantage of the victory, Xu Shi adjusted his breathing a little and then sneered and said, "Without the accompanying alien beast, Fellow Daoist Zhao made another high-level spiritual weapon, which really made Liu It’s eye-opening.”

Hearing this, Haiyao blinked innocently, with a hint of sarcasm hanging on the corner of her lips: "Liu Daoyou is somewhat short-sighted, I'm a straightforward person, don't take it to heart."

Liu Ruisheng was so hesitant at this moment that he didn't come up, the words sounded strangely familiar, it turned out that the female cultivator opposite him returned what he had said before intact.

His rationality is faltering, and the unwillingness to make all kinds of calculations but fail to succeed gradually erodes his mind. After all, the young man still couldn't hold back and hummed: "If you don't have a companion beast, you can use high-level spiritual weapons to make up for it. This is Zhao Daoyou. How confident are you in your strength?"

"I was not allowed to use the companion beast just now, but now I am using a spiritual weapon. Liu Daoyou is still here to force Lai Lai, wow... I think it is Daoyou who has no confidence in his own strength, right?" Haiyao said. With an astonished look: "I've seen a lot of shameless people, and this is the first time I've seen such shameless people."

"That's right, your epee is a mid-level spiritual weapon, what kind of big-tailed wolf is it?" Lu Zhuxuan in the audience shouted angrily: "Is it possible that Huang Yunzong is the only one who can't stand on the stage?"

The other members of the Nine Heavens Sect naturally followed suit. As for Huang Yunzong, how could they be reconciled to being ridiculed face to face? For a moment, there was a lively quarrel between the disciples of the two sects, and the shouting and scolding could be said to be endless.

Liu Ruisheng on the stage was stabbed by Haiyao and Lu Zhuxuan's few words, his face turned purple. Fortunately, after this chaos, his sanity was temporarily restored, so he tried his best to suppress the surge in his heart. He raised the epee obliquely, and said in a concentrated voice: "Borrowing the power of foreign objects is not a long-term solution after all. If one's own cultivation is not up to the mark, what can you do if you hold an immortal weapon?"

After saying that, the male cultivator let out a deep roar, and without a word, he swung his heavy sword and rushed forward!

Haiyao's beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and when she saw this, she raised her sword and rushed over without fear.

Clang!clang clang!

The buzzing sound of metal colliding with each other instantly resounded up and down the ring. The difference in shape of the spiritual weapons in the hands of the two people was too huge, so it would always give people the illusion that Haiyao was being crushed and beaten.

However, every time Liu Ruisheng swung his sword, she blocked her. Although he didn't fight back, he didn't fall into a disadvantage as others expected.

Clang!
After raising her sword again to catch the epee that was thrown down forcefully, Haiyao kept her bowed knees, feeling Liu Ruisheng's remaining spiritual power rushing into her body through the flying sword.Those spiritual powers wandered and destroyed in her meridians, until they broke into Dantian and were swallowed by her own spiritual power, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

If there is any difference, the spiritual power in her dantian seems to have become more and more solidified in the process of resisting blows again and again, and even started to gather with each other, forming a vague baby shape.

"Come again!" Haiyao first pushed away the epee above her head, and then looked at the male cultivator who took a small step back in front of her, and shouted with a bit of concealed excitement.

On the other side, because Liu Ruisheng couldn't attack for a long time, the anger in his heart had already been vented, so he naturally wouldn't be soft in the face of such a bright provocation.He gritted his teeth and swung the epee, with more force every time.

In the blink of an eye, it can be said that the arena is full of sparks and lightning. The two of you coming and going are very dazzling, but such a single move of you attacking and me defending is really less interesting.

After the initial attention, the attention of most of the onlookers was quickly attracted by another gorgeous scene like exploding fireworks in the arena.

As time passed by, Lu Zhuxuan in the crowd stretched out her hand a little restlessly and tugged at the corner of Ma Yuanshan's clothes in front of her: "Senior Sister Ma, the good thing about Junior Sister Zhao is not only the drunken dust, but also the genius of Huang Yunzong. It shouldn't take so long, right?"

Even if Haiyao's cultivation base is inferior to that young genius monk of Huang Yunzong, it doesn't matter, as long as she is willing to throw a few high-level talismans and the like, a hard hit can knock that annoying thing off the stage up.

When Ma Yuanshan heard the question, she didn't respond immediately. She just stared at the two figures on the ring thoughtfully for a long time, and finally seemed to think of some possibility. She took a long breath of relief and said in a relaxed tone: "Junior Sister, she's just..."

But before she could say the rest of her words, Haiyao's side suddenly changed!

Liu Ruisheng on the ring seemed to be tired of such meaningless attacks. After swinging the epee again to no avail, he unexpectedly took a few big steps back.Immediately afterwards, he changed to the posture of holding the sword with both hands, lowered his head slightly, and pinched a tactic with his fingers flexibly changing.

In less than a breath, a spiritual force mixed with lightning burst out from under his feet, and immediately engulfed his body like a tornado.

"I have to admit that you are a fairly capable opponent, but it's a pity..." Nanxiu's expression at this time was that kind of contempt, and he only spoke half of the sentence, before everyone could react. When the incident happened, it was already like a meteorite falling from the sky, and it couldn't help but bump into Haiyao's direction!

hiss……

There was even a faint, burnt smell in the air. Such a grandiose move was not something a monk at the Jindan stage could use at all. Presumably, the young genius of Huang Yunzong used some kind of secret method of.

When the onlookers saw this, they shook their heads and sighed, as if they had foreseen the final outcome of the nun on stage.

boom!
click!Kaka!

Time seemed to stand still at the moment when the two collided, and the force of thunder and lightning swallowed them completely in a blink of an eye. What surprised everyone was that the protective array around the ring could not withstand the impact of the aftermath, and cracks appeared .

Accompanied by a few inconspicuous crisp sounds, the formation was completely shattered in the next second, turning into dots of light and dissipating in the sky and the earth.

The big guy had just recovered from the shock of the disappearance of the protective formation on his front feet, and a second explosion of spiritual power occurred on the ring stage on his back feet. Amid the deafening rumbling sound, a group of monks retreated again and again, and successively sacrificed colorful Spiritual power, in order to resist those scattered forces.

Just when they were in a hurry, there was a muffled 'boom' in their ears, followed by a burst of dust.

When everyone looked intently, their eyes widened in astonishment. The person lying on the ground now, whose body was crackling with lightning, whose skin was scorched and whose hands and feet twitched from time to time, was the incomparable Huang Yunzong genius just now.

Suppressing the surprise in their hearts, the monks turned their gazes back to the ring, and happened to see Haiyao who was still standing quietly in the center.She closed her eyes tightly, and the surging spiritual power echoed around her body, and the overflowing spiritual power slowly condensed into a human form behind her.

Before everyone realized what was going on, the spiritual power in the air disappeared instantly, and Haiyao also slowly opened her eyes.

The smile on Ma Yuanshan's face, which was the first to come back to her senses, became more intense, and she spoke with pride: "Junior Sister, she just wants to use the strength of her opponent to break through to the Nascent Soul Stage."

No wonder Haiyao was so sure yesterday that Lu Zhuxuan would be the No. 1 golden elixir in this Zongmen Grand Competition.

Lu Zhuxuan opened her mouth, but she couldn't make any sound. There were a lot of discussions around, and it was obvious that most of the monks were incredulous about Haiyao's choice to break through the ring.

And in this passionate atmosphere, there was only one person whose face was not very good-looking.

Wang Xiangxian, who was hiding behind the crowd, could be said to be covered with dark clouds on his handsome face at this time. Suddenly, he frowned, raised his eyes suspiciously, and happened to meet the people on the ring.

Haiyao grinned silently, and raised her eyebrows provocatively.

Scumbag, I'm coming~
Surprised or not, is it unexpected? !

(End of this chapter)