Copy the heavens from the bad guys

Chapter 621 Chapter 622: Focus on An Yun
"Yeah!"

"Clap clap clap!"

I don't know who took the lead off the field and yelled. The next moment, there was thunderous applause. Except for a group of people from Liuhezong whose faces were as black as the bottom of the pot, the others were not to mention how happy they were.

Yan Ling'er is a girl with a sweet and pleasant appearance, and she is more attractive than Zhu Di, a fat and dirty hooligan.

In addition, the reputation of Liuhezong in the Jiuzong is extremely bad. Almost every sect has disciples who have been bullied by Liuhezong, so Yan Ling'er cut off Zhu Di's hand, Instead, it became what the people wanted.

"Smelly, stinky bastard~~ you..."

Zhu Di raised his head and looked at Yan Ling'er with resentment in his eyes, clenching his teeth and cursing.

But before he finished speaking, Yan Ling'er's eyes sank for a moment, she turned around and kicked Zhu Di's bloated and greasy face, and kicked him directly out of the arena, a bloody flower streaked in mid-air, Both back molars were ejected by him.

"Humph!"

Yan Ling'er let out a soft snort, and walked down the competition stage cheerfully, and there was another round of warm applause from the audience.

"Congratulations, Junior Sister Linger."

"Senior Sister Ling'er, you did a great job."

"It's so damn relieved, this Liuhezong deserves to end up like this!"

"If I meet a disciple of the Liuhe Sect later, I will definitely break his dog's leg!"

Yan Ling'er returned to the team, and the other disciples in the door immediately gathered around and shouted excitedly.

Yan Linger nodded to them and returned to An Yun.

"Sister Yun, am I amazing?"

"good."

An Yun smiled and nodded.

"You really cherish your words like gold, can't you praise me a little bit more?" Yan Ling'er pouted her lips and said a little arrogantly.

An Yun tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said, "It's really good."

Yan Ling'er gave An Yun a helpless look, curled her lips and said nothing.

There was only one stage for the martial arts competition. Afterwards, the disciples of various sects drew lots to compete on the stage. However, in the next few matches, both sides were relatively close in strength, and there was no crushing match like Yan Linger, so it took a long time.

In the whole day, there were only more than 20 competitions. According to this calculation, only the first round of competitions would take six days.

Fortunately, these monks are relatively able to live, and this time is very short in their long lives. After all, they usually close for ten or twenty years, and even a hundred or a thousand years are not uncommon.

"Sister Yun, it will take five days to compete. It's not fun to watch them fight, why don't we go shopping around these few days?" Yan Ling'er said excitedly.

Yan Ling'er has a playful and active personality. She was imprisoned in Chixia School and rarely had a chance to go out, but she was overwhelmed.

"Go on your own, I still have to prepare for the subsequent battle of the Holy Son." An Yun said lightly.

"According to this progress, the battle of the Holy Son will take at least half a month. Sister An Yun, should you go out and have fun? It will only be three days. Really, I promise it will be three days at most!"

Yan Ling'er raised three green fingers, with a serious expression, and swore an oath.

"I dont go."

"Really, there is no sentimentality at all. I'm afraid that one day you will become stupid after practicing kung fu."

Yan Ling'er took a deep breath, her small face was bulging like a steamed stuffed bun, looking a little cute.

An Yun glanced at her, shook his head helplessly, and then continued to watch the battle on the martial arts arena.

There is not much difference in strength between the saints and saints of each sect, and they are all between the peak of the eighth level of the fairyland and the late stage of the ninth level of the fairyland.

In the mid-ninth stage of An Yuntian's fairyland, he was considered the best among these people.

In previous years, Chixia faction ranked second or third in the Grand Competition, and the first place was always won by Zhaixing Pavilion.

Ye Hao, the holy son of Zhaixing Pavilion, is extremely talented. He is already the late stage of the Ninth Layer of the Immortal Realm at the age of [-], and he is the well-deserved number one genius among the nine sects.

At this time, in the southeast direction of Mount Jiufeng, a group of upright monks wearing dark blue Taoist robes with countless stars embroidered on them occupy this place. They are the eternal first sect among the nine sects, Zhaixing Pavilion.

At this time, Ye Chen, the owner of the Star Picking Pavilion, was talking with a beautiful man in Yushu Linfeng who was more suave and more handsome than Pan An. This person was the Holy Son of the Star Picking Pavilion, and also Ye Chen's own son Ye Hao.

"Hao'er, I won't mention much about the competition. With you in the finals, we must be the winners. But when the Nine Peaks Secret Realm opens, you should be more careful." Ye Chen said.

"Father, what exactly is in the Nine Peaks Secret Realm? It deserves your attention?" Ye Hao asked.

"The Jiufeng Secret Realm is opened once in 2000. It is a rare secret realm that is opened periodically, and every time it is opened, new treasures will be born in it. Three of the five town treasures in our Zhaixing Pavilion are obtained from the Jiufeng Secret Realm. Yes." Ye Chen explained.

"So that's how it is!" Ye Hao's eyes suddenly lit up, and his tone seemed a little excited.

The treasures of the town card of Zhaixing Pavilion are all treasures of the fifth rank of immortals. If you search the entire Nine Heavens Continent, treasures of this rank are all peak existences, which can be said to be hard to find in the world.

"If you can find a high-level treasure in the secret realm, then you can decide for your father and give it to you directly as a reward, so what you can get depends on your own efforts." Ye Chen said.

"Father, I understand. I believe that with my luck, I will definitely get the best treasure in this secret realm!" Ye Hao said confidently.

"Don't worry about your father." Ye Chen smiled with satisfaction. Ye Hao never let him down since he was a child.

"By the way, Hao'er, is there a breakthrough in your cultivation technique now?"

Suddenly, Ye Chen seemed to think of something, glanced left and right, and seeing that everyone's attention was on the stage, he pulled Ye Hao over and whispered in his ear.

Mentioning this, Ye Hao couldn't help frowning, and his face was slightly ugly.

"Father, I haven't been able to find a high-quality woman to make a cauldron recently. It's been a long time since I've made a breakthrough in this acacia skill. Besides, due to the influence of this skill, except for Yin and Yang, other ways of cultivation have no effect on improving my realm. It's extremely slow, if it continues like this, I'm afraid it won't be long before the realm will be overtaken by those guys."

"It's really troublesome." Ye Chen's face also became serious.

It turned out that the reason why Ye Hao's realm improved so quickly was not only because of his outstanding talent, but also because of the two-day exercise "Acacia Divine Art" that he obtained by chance.

This technique allows him to snatch the immortal power from the woman to nourish himself during the process of bonding with the woman, and has achieved the goal of quickly breaking through the realm.

This exercise was originally passed down from generation to generation by an evil sect, but it was lost in the great battle between good and evil, and was later picked up by people from the Zhaxing Pavilion, and thrown into the discarded books in the sect's Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

Once, Ye Hao couldn't stand the loneliness and searched for forbidden books in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion. As a result, he discovered this exercise by chance. When he saw the live erotic pictures on it, he was deeply attracted, and then he practiced and embarked on such a path. no return.

At this moment, Ye Chen accidentally glanced at the Chixia faction on the opposite side, and was immediately attracted by An Yun's demeanor.

"Hao'er, look over there."

Ye Chen quickly patted Ye Hao's arm, Ye Hao recovered his senses and followed his gaze, the fire in his heart was instantly ignited.

"I almost forgot that An Yun, the saintess of the Chixia sect, is the best. Not to mention the high realm, her appearance and figure are also outstanding. Dad, what you reminded me is that when I go to the secret realm later, I will Get her done!"

Ye Hao licked his lips and suppressed the throbbing in his heart, but his eyes never moved away from An Yun's body.

Ye Chen, on the other hand, was a little confused after hearing Ye Hao's words.

"Damn, this little bastard has also taken a fancy to that An Yun! I was going to ask him, if I take An Yun as a concubine, would he be willing to call her a concubine, but it turned out..."

"Oh, forget it, whoever is my son, let him be my son. If he and An Yun can really succeed, it may not be a good thing for me..."

Thinking of this, the corner of Ye Chen's mouth curled up into a lewd smile, and a series of indescribable fragments were drawn in his mind.

(End of this chapter)