Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

The moment the spiritual energy exploded, even Ning Xiyuan had to retreat.

This body of hers only has the foundation-building level of cultivation.

Yuanying...

A world of difference.

The branch stuck to the ground, leaving a long straight mark.

Ning Xiyuan managed to keep his balance on the edge of the ring.

The smell of blood rising in his throat made Ning Xiyuan feel nauseous, but he forced himself to suppress it...but murderous intent gradually rose in his heart.

So annoying...

I really want to kill someone.

The girl's eyes gradually turned cold, the smile on her face faded, and finally disappeared.

Then Mingyan also became strange, and there seemed to be a decadent and dead aura behind her, twisting and deforming, with fangs and claws bared.

At the end of my sight is Ning Jin.

Ning Jin was in high spirits at this time, and his whole body was filled with strength.

She raised the heavy sword high, turned into a meteor, and flew towards Ning Xiyuan.

The spiritual energy of the Nascent Soul merged into the tip of the sword and exploded in the air with a crackling sound. Just listening to it was extremely terrifying.

The person closest to the stands was Lu Chaoyang, who frowned tightly, feeling something was wrong.

Ning Jin's power comes in a strange way.

It's like duckweed without roots, which is not desirable.

It is really not advisable!

Many spectators in the stands stood up straight.

They even began to feel nervous for Ning Xiyuan!

There was no sect competition, but such an ordinary battle could turn out to be so tortuous and amazing.

It's really... so rare!

Everyone said that the Young Sect Master was very powerful, but they actually seldom saw the Young Sect Master take action.

Now I see it!

On par with the out-of-control Senior Sister Ning Jin...right?

Thinking of this, everyone paused.

Why is the tone of uncertainty?

Because the situation on the ring reversed again.

The branch in Ning Xiyuan's hand grew wildly and turned into vines that tightly wrapped around the heavy sword.

And Ning Jin, who had the power of Nascent Soul, was just the same as before.

The heavy sword in front of Ning Xiyuan...can't move at all!

Ning Jin didn't believe it. She absorbed the power of the evil spirit and poured all her strength into the sword.

She was determined to embarrass Ning Xiyuan.

"Snapped!"

Huge vines sprouted from underneath, followed by countless more.

The vines with bared fangs and claws seemed to have life, driving and attacking Ning Jin.

Ning Jin's eyes were red with anger, how could this be possible!

Of course it's possible.

Her opponent smiled at her and formed a seal with her left hand, while a green magic circle lit up under the girl's feet.

Use magic circle to summon the five elements.

The green magic circle drives the vines, bursting out endless vitality.

"F...Fah Xiu?"

Outside the field, Lu Chaoyang's eyes widened.

He only knew that Ning Xiyuan was not a sword cultivator...it turned out that he was a magic cultivator?

The noise reached its peak, and you couldn't hear any sound.

In the eyes of other disciples, the young master has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship...Now the magic cultivator...

Many practitioners were secretly frightened.

Seal with one hand!

This is...too powerful!

Practicing both swordsmanship and martial arts?! The young master is... a hidden talent!

Ning Jin was whipped again, struggling like a trapped beast among the vines on all sides.

Yuanying...

Yes, even the power of the Nascent Soul has nowhere to vent.

In this magic circle, it seemed that all the power was swallowed up.

Vines whipped at his body.

again and again.

Ning Xiyuan kept making seals with his hands, but the murderous intent in his eyes gradually faded.

So tired...

want to sleep.

Ning Jin's luck is such that he can't be killed in a short time.

Ning Jin felt humiliated. Since he entered the Immortal Sect, he had never been as embarrassed as he was now.

Ning Xiyuan can obviously win!

Why torture her in the ring like this? !

The gazes from all directions became scorching, and seemed to be full of mockery.

Not reconciled!

She was unwilling to lose like this.

actually...

All eyes were on Ning Xiyuan.

The beating of Ning Jin could be described as a heavy beating.

After a long time, your eyes will get tired and there will be no sense of novelty anymore.

The topic of discussion gradually shifted.

"The teardrop mole at the corner of the young master's eye is so charming, why didn't I notice it before?"

"Damn it, I'm going to go find the same branch as the Young Master!"

"Hey, there are several red spots on the young master's neck?"

"Are you allergic?!"

"..."

"..."

"...Hey, the battle is so intense!...I mean...uh, I mean the fighting is so intense right now!"

"That being said... who's on top, Master Yan or Young Master?"

"..."

Finally, the topic became completely ambiguous and gossipy.

The huge vines finally pulled Ning Jin out of the ring and threw him heavily to the ground.

The other disciples were so engrossed in watching and gossiping that for a moment no one had time to help.

Lu Chaoyang took a breath and quickly ran over to help Ning Jin up.

"Don't be discouraged. We all saw you lose so badly..."

"I mean, we all don't find your disgusting behavior disgusting, uh..."

"Anyway, don't be discouraged. You deserve it if you can't beat the young master."

After all, he didn't win!

Oh, he is so kind.

He also comforted Ning Jin, who was also a loser.

As soon as Ning Jin opened his eyes, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Lu Chaoyang!

He is definitely Ning Xiyuan's running dog!

Lu Chaoyang quickly moved out of the way, fearing that the blood would splatter on him.

Without support, Ning Jin fell heavily to the ground again.

After the second injury, Ning Jin finally fainted completely.

The disciples around him rushed to help.

As for the majority of people, they looked at the girl in black standing on the ring and cheered.

Calling the Young Master loudly.

In the world of cultivation, people only remember the glory of the victors.

No one cares how the losers feel.

of course.

Ning Jin fainted and no longer felt anything.

On the stage, Ning Xiyuan was almost drowned by the huge sound waves.

The taste of blood in my throat is almost unbearable.

The thought of killing...is growing more and more crazy.

It's like a sword without blood, there's always...something missing.

Ning Xiyuan rubbed his temples, feeling a little dazed and as if his whole body was exhausted.

hiss...

So, is it still a bit difficult to fight against Yuanying?

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The system didn't know what to feel, and only a bunch of exclamation marks could express its shock.

The host is so strong?!

But it is clearly a strategy system, not a counterattack system!

Ning Xiyuan casually lit a teleportation talisman and soon disappeared from the stage.

But her departure will not take away the joy.

The news of today's battle will soon spread throughout the entire Futu Sect.

Including...the young sect leader is actually a Dharma practitioner!

At Qingluan Peak, Yan Qianan stood in the Young Sect Master’s garden, almost plucking all the petals of a flower.

He is depressed.

When asked in the morning about where to live, he didn't even mention Ning Xiyuan!

Sharp teeth!

And Yin Yue will arrive as soon as he says it with a teleportation talisman...

I don't know if it's for Ning Jin or Yin Yue, anyway...

Incomprehensible.

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Hey babies, we changed the cover!

Don't fail to recognize it.

What about this one?

This one is pretty, isn't it? It's the original cover.

This is the original cover, I quite like it! But I changed it before the validation period because I was afraid it would be too dark and affect the data. Which of these two looks better?

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Well, I'm going to say goodnight to everyone today. I have an early breakfast tomorrow (damn it!)