I, my cultivation of immortality started from a mortal

Mullin knelt on the ground, his originally bloodless face now even paler. His left hand clenched his right arm, and his right shoulder was empty. Mullin stared at the right arm in his hand, unable to look back for a long time. God, that was the hand he held the sword in, that was his hope to reach the pinnacle of martial arts. Losing his right hand and dashing his hope were more uncomfortable for it than killing him.

He looked up to the sky and screamed, "Trash, I want you to be cut into thousands of pieces." But Wang Sheng was no longer in the field, and Mu Lin stared at Sect Leader Fu.

The whole process actually only took place in the blink of an eye. Before anyone could react, they only heard the shrill screams.

Gao Cheng stood up, glared at Sect Leader Fu, and said, "Why did you interfere in the duel between disciples?"

Sect Master Fu was in an extremely bad mood at this time, and said coldly: "When did I intervene in their duel, I just brought my disciples down. This time our sect took the initiative to admit defeat."

Gao Cheng glared, "But he didn't admit defeat!"

"With his appearance now, do you think you can admit defeat? Before the duel, who said it was only about winning or losing, not life or death?" Sect Master Fu pointed at the unconscious Wang Sheng with an extremely indifferent expression.

Gao Cheng's face was extremely ugly. Unexpectedly, his suggestion made him speechless, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Say three good words in a row.

Gao Cheng felt extremely heartbroken when he saw Mullin. This was one of the most talented and powerful disciples of the Qingtian Sect and would have a great impact on the future of the Qingtian Sect.

Gao Cheng walked onto the ring and said to Mullin: "Although you have lost your right arm, you can still hold the sword with your left hand. There is always a hurdle in the road to martial arts. This is the most difficult hurdle in your life. Cross it and your life will be over." The general will be very different, he will surely soar into the sky, and today's revenge will be avenged when the time comes."

Listening to Gao Cheng's words, Mu Lin's distracted eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally radiated a Cui Can light. He respectfully said to Gao Cheng: "Thank you, sect master, for breaking the mystery for this disciple. I will definitely live up to the sect master's expectations."

"Haha, good, good!" Gao Cheng was extremely excited. In the blink of an eye, a waste turned into a genius. How could he not be excited?

He said to Mullin: "Go back and take care of the wound first."

Sect Leader Fu handed Wang Sheng over to an elder and said a few words in his ear. The elder nodded and left with Wang Sheng in his arms.

The scene was eerily silent. It was so tragic that even my breathing stopped.

The Jiuqing Sect has lost two games in a row, and the morale of the disciples is about to drop to freezing point. They are in urgent need of a big victory to boost their morale.

This time, the United side takes the lead in selecting one person.

Qin Feng looked at a disciple and said, "Yang Qing, you will come on next."

"Yes, Sect Master!"

I saw Yang Qing erratic like the wind, coming to the ring.

Sect Leader Fu looked at a young man and said, "Wu Xing, go ahead!"

Wu Xing's eyes were firm and he said, "Yes, Sect Master, my disciples will definitely win."

Wu Xing walked slowly but extremely determinedly. He walked towards the ring and looked at Yang Qing. Although he was his opponent, he was still not rude. He cupped his fists and said, "I'm Wu Xing from the Jiuqing Sect. Please give me your advice!"

Yang Qing said angrily: "Oh, it turns out to be Junior Brother Wu. Nice to meet you! Nice to meet you!"

"Give you a chance to take action, otherwise you will definitely lose." Wu Xing was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

"Junior Brother Wu, being so confident puts great pressure on me, Senior Brother." Yang Qing continued to say angrily.

After a pause, he continued: "But I don't want to bully the small. As a senior brother, of course I want to give you a chance to make the first move."

Although Yang Qing keeps talking in a weird way, there is a reason. Speed ​​is his biggest advantage. He is erratic, but his attack is weak. His goal is not to kill the opponent quickly, but to wear the opponent to death.

If you can participate in the disciple battle, which one will be weaker? Especially since Jiuqingmen has lost two games in a row, this person must be very strong.

"In that case, just pretend I didn't say anything." Wu Xing said.

After finishing his words, at this moment, Wu Xing's figure moved, and only a scream was heard. Wu Xing had already grasped Yang Qing's shoulder, and the bones on the shoulder were making a cracking sound, and the scream was extremely cruel.

Yang Qing didn't even see the opponent's figure clearly before he appeared in front of him and attacked him. His biggest advantage was that in front of Wu Xing, he was like an ant facing an elephant, killing him instantly.

The disciples under the ring who were ready to watch the show didn't know what happened, and the duel was already over.

Jiuqingmen erupted with an earth-shattering sound that resounded through the sky and echoed for a long time. They finally let out the suffocation in their hearts and felt very happy.

Wu Xing walked down from the ring, came to Sect Master Fu and said, "Sect Master, this disciple has lived up to his trust!"

Sect Leader Fu smiled and said, "Okay!"

A good word represents his inner voice.

It also represents the aspirations of everyone in the Jiuqing Sect.

Yang Qing covered her shoulders and came to Qin Feng with a painful expression. She lowered her head and did not dare to say a word.

Qin Feng's face was very ugly. Qingtianmen won two games in a row, while Qingxuanmen lost the first game, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

He said coldly: "It's embarrassing, get out of here!"