The fairy world collapsed, and the down-and-out gods were laid off and re-employed.

The competition begins.

Li Dayan looked down on Lu Chennian and didn't want to waste his spiritual power on him, so he only used some ordinary physical skills and wanted to deal with him as soon as possible.

But Lu Chennian was unhurried, as if he was deliberately teasing him, dodging his attacks and running around the place with Li Da.

Every time Li Da thought he could catch him, he would dodge and distance himself.

Li Da was anxious and anxious because he couldn't catch anyone. But at this moment, some god below said, "Is this man walking his dog?"

There was a burst of laughter in the audience, and even the people in the demon world almost spit out a mouthful of tea.

Li Da couldn't keep his face, so he summoned his weapon in a hurry and jumped at him with a long stick that shimmered with silver light. The long stick had extremely strong spiritual power, forcing Lu Chennian to draw his sword to counter it.

But Lu Chennian's attack was crisp and fast, and he reversed the attack almost instantly. Li Da's long stick was halfway out and had to retreat urgently. He used the stick to block the long sword, then slid the handle to pick up the stick and switched directions to attack.

The two of them used a sweeping move almost at the same time.

Lu Chen stood on tiptoes and quickly retreated to avoid the long stick. After landing, he thought highly of this man. He originally thought that this person was just a idiot, but he didn't expect that he had some brains.

He stood still and attacked again. He was dressed in white today, and his movements were light and elegant.

Xie Zezhi saw him running around in circles and snorted in his heart: I'm trying to imitate you!

Lu Chennian took advantage of the gap to look at Jiang Zhixia in the audience. Seeing that her expression was not good, he was afraid that she would dislike him for his slow movements, so he stopped holding back and pressed down on Li Da with the posture of a strong dragon, making him only focus on defense but unable to make any moves. .

Lu Chennian flipped his wrist, and the sword blade went down along the long stick, directly taking Li Da's right hand. Li Da hurriedly released the long stick to protect his right hand. He turned around and kicked Li Da's weapon out of the field with a sweep, and then pierced his shoulder blade with a sword.

Li Da lost.

The audience suddenly burst into cheers. The Star Red Faction is more happy to suffer a loss than they are to win against others.

"Xiao Lu, I knew you could do it!" Mo Jianxu shouted.

"Uncle Lu is awesome!!!"

"A Nian, I will make you the head coach when I come back!!"

Lu Chennian didn't have much joy in defeating Li Da. He just made Jiang Zhixia happy and he was happy too. He took everything off the stage and returned to her.

Minghuo raised his eyes slightly and said in a contemptuous tone, "I thought Xingchi was so powerful, but it turned out that he couldn't survive without magic. I really miss that fight two hundred years ago, where there was blood."

As he spoke, he kept staring at Gao Che, "Do you think so?"

Gao Che swallowed a mouthful of saliva and didn't dare to look at him.

An Xu slapped the table and said angrily: "Elder Minghuo, do you underestimate me, Xingchi?"

He looked away and said with a smile: "It's true that I don't think highly of you. But it's not you Xingchi, it's the fairy world."

"you!"

Miyazawa Yuki gently pulled on his sleeve to calm him down. Instead, he opened Miyazawa's hand with a flick of his arm. The sound was not loud but he heard it in confusion.

Ming Huo turned his head and said ambiguously to Gong Zexue: "The fairy married an inhumane person, but she has wronged herself by marrying such a man. Why not follow me? I would like to marry you as my wife in a big sedan chair, how about it?"

"Bastard!" Gong Jinxiong threw the cup, attracting the attention of Xie Zezhi and others in front of the palace.

"If you speak rudely again, I will definitely teach you a lesson."

Minghuo didn't take his anger seriously and sneered: "I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications. Xingchi was defeated by a loose immortal without immortal bones, and still has the guts to challenge me? Let's defeat that loose immortal first."

An Xu couldn't sit still after hearing this, flew to the center of the stage, pointed at Lu Chennian in the audience, "If you have the ability, fight with me again."

"A-Nian, go and return this to me..." Jiang Zhixia handed the small porcelain vase to him.

He nodded and left.

Everyone in Lingqing was busy distributing the "trophies", and the surrounding immortals were also very excited to claim their things. They didn't expect that Lu Chennian would help them such a big favor.

"And this! Whose are these straw sandals? And this silk scarf... Oops! There is also a celadon bowl. Be careful not to break it."

No one paid attention to An Xu.

He coughed twice to relieve his embarrassment, then took out a sword manual from his arms, "This is Lingqing's sword manual. I will give it to whoever wins."

Jiang Zhixia didn't even raise her head. When Lu Chennian came back from delivering the things, he sat next to her and looked at her, regardless of what An Xu was calling.

"You don't want your sect's sword manual? Is it a clear one!? Isn't it bad if it falls into the hands of others? Wow, this trick is very powerful, others will learn it... Hey! Do any of you pay attention to me? ?”

"Take it if you like it." Yu Yi wiped his flute, feeling that it was a bit noisy, "I don't practice swordsmanship anyway."

"I don't practice either." Liu Mosi nodded.

"Me too."

"And I!"

An Xu felt his head was buzzing. How did Lingqing get into the four major immortal sects! ?

"I..." He touched himself all over, "There is also a money bag..."

"I will fight with you for the sect's sword manual!" Jiang Zhixia rolled up her sleeves and prepared to go on stage.

Lu Chennian stopped her, "Do you want that tip bag?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I am here to prevent the sect's sword manual from being lost to outsiders. It is everyone's responsibility to restore the sect." Jiang Zhixia walked upright and without any selfish motives.

"I'll go for you." Lu Chennian was one step ahead of her.

He didn't want her to attract anyone else's attention anymore. He admitted that she was dazzling, but he wanted to hide her and admire it alone.

She was his alone. He wished that he was the only one in the entire Three Realms who knew how good this girl was.

"Xiao Lu is very active." Jiang Zhixia was too lazy to move. Seeing him go up, she simply sat back down and peeled the peanuts and shared them with other immortals.

"Thank you, Master Jiang! I brought melon seeds, do you want to try them too?"

"Do I want the fruit ginger master?"

"I have braised food..."

Jiang Zhixia's action of returning the Sanxian's treasures was sought after by the majority of Sanxian. They seemed to have suddenly found a backbone, and while eating with Jiang Zhixia and the others, they complained about their grievances at being bullied by the other three sects. Those who didn’t know thought they had also joined Lingqing.

"Headmaster Jiang, this disciple of yours doesn't even have his immortal bones. Is this okay?"

"Okay! The upside-down door is just a flower stand. Don't worry."

"Yeah, we believe you."

The surrounding immortals also went to Dongfang Chuliang to get a small flag and waved it to give Lu Chennian a boost.

Lu Chennian came on stage again, this time attracting the attention of many people.

They all wanted to see how well this disciple without immortal bones could survive An Xu's hands. Even Minghuo changed his sitting position and looked at the stage with interest.

And An Xu held his breath and wanted to save face for his sect, and at the same time, he also wanted to gain a good reputation for himself and let everyone know that he did not rely on women to get to the position.

"Your Lingqing treasure..." In fact, he wanted to say no, but the people below didn't listen and started throwing things on the stage.

An Xu dodged left and right without being hit. Just as he showed a hint of pride, a book hit him in the face.

He picked it up and read it - "Two or Three Things My Master and My Master Have to Say".

What kind of treasure is this for his spirit?

He Susu touched her sleeve and found that she had thrown up the notebook she had written.

When An Xu saw Lu Chennian coming up without even saluting, he quickly raised his sword and jumped down to strike. He attacked fiercely and forced Lu Chennian to the edge of the stage with dozens of moves.

Lu Chennian narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly used force to point his sword at his head.

An Xu chased him too closely. When he turned around, he was caught off guard and was scratched on the forehead by Lu Chennian's sword. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if Lu Chennian hadn't ordered this move, An Xu would have been pierced through the head by him.

But instead of admitting defeat, An Xu randomly wiped his forehead and continued the attack.

A thrust of the sword was swept away by Lu Chennian. Lu Chennian slashed his shoulder, "You learned the moves in the sword manual well. But Lingqing doesn't just have one sword manual."

An Xu became angry and used a move to explore the sea and slay the dragon in an attempt to attack Lu Chennian's bottom plate. Lu Chennian reacted faster than him. He jumped up and stepped on his sword, breaking his sword. Then he moved Yasha to explore the sea and break his back. A set of movements flowed smoothly, making all the immortals in the audience gasp in admiration.

An Xu injured his back and could no longer exert his strength.

The outcome is still clear.

There was another burst of cheers and applause from the audience. Lingqing and others, as well as many Sanxian immortals, waved small flags and shouted in unison: "Headmaster! Headmaster! Headmaster!"

"Concession." Lu Chennian said two words without emotion, and took away the sword manual and money bag on the stage.

"Wait! I haven't lost yet!"

An Xu's eyes were red, and he was chanting a mantra. Suddenly, the stage was filled with black smoke. An Xu hid in the smoke and transformed into six paper figures. They held sharp swords and surrounded Lu Chennian.

"Puppetry." Someone in the audience exclaimed.

"What is that?" Jiang Zhixia peeled off a candy given by someone and put it in her mouth, as if she wasn't worried about Lu Chennian at all.

Mo Yansu was not as relaxed as she was, "This is the Xingchi sect's specialization in immortality. The true body is hidden in the paper puppets, and the false ones are confused with the real ones, deceiving the other party. Each paper puppet is equal to the real body, which means that now Xiao Lu is facing six An Xu. If you practice this puppetry skill well, you can transform into hundreds of paper figures."

"Six pieces of garbage put together are also garbage." Jiang Zhixia still didn't care, "How can you tell the real person?"

"I don't know. Everyone's true body has different characteristics. If the true body cannot be found, this spell cannot be broken." Mo Yanxu was worried about Lu Chennian.

It takes hundreds of years to create a paper puppet. This An Xu is not simple. In less than two hundred years, he has cultivated five puppets.

As expected, Lu Chennian was a little overwhelmed after being surrounded by paper puppets. The paper figures formed a formation and attacked him with swords and spells. He was so dazzled that he couldn't figure out which of the paper figures was the real one. He was stabbed several times and hit in the palm.

Suddenly, he felt like laughing. It’s really the reincarnation of heaven, and retribution is unpleasant. He once abandoned Jiang Zhixia and left her to face the goblin with countless clones alone. Now he is surrounded by puppets.

How desperate would she have been if she couldn't wait for him to come back? Is she also like herself now, being attacked from both sides, maybe even injured?

Thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but throbbing. The paper man attacked him, but he stopped dodging and resisted the attack with his body, as if only the pain in his body could relieve his heartache.

The more he fought, the more disorganized he became.