Help! Whose junior sister is a physical cultivator?

The female ghost curled her lips and smiled, determined to win.

But no one expected that a green folding fan would suddenly appear in the hands of the originally weak Wei Xianzhi.

The female ghost's sharp nails couldn't penetrate it.

"what?!"

Wei Xianzhi smiled slightly, turned his wrist, and the Qingfeng Lingyue fan in his hand was opened. The power burst out and directly blew the female ghost away.

I thought Wei Xianzhi would definitely fall into the hands of the female ghost, but I didn't expect he had a hidden trick up his sleeve.

The ghosts in the audience were eerily quiet for a long time before they suddenly cheered.

The female ghost looked at Wei Xianzhi with bloodshot eyes. She couldn't lose. No matter what means she used, she had to win.

After making up her mind, the ghost girl's pupils began to roll, changing from red to an alluring purple.

As soon as the ghosts saw it, they knew she was going big.

"Not good, this is an illusion. If Wei Xian falls for it, just a little bit of interference will be enough for the ghost cultivator to win."

Yu Feng said with a worried look on his face.

An Xi crossed her legs. She still had basic confidence in Wei Xianzhi.

"Relax, my elder brother will be fine."

Seeing An Xi's indifferent look, Yu Feng could only look at Liu Shubai and Chu Jianyi, but the two of them didn't listen to what he said at all.

Both of them were resting with their eyes closed, not worried at all.

Only Xie Qingyuan looked at Wei Xianzhi on the stage in surprise.

"Junior Sister An, Brother Wei actually has this trick?"

An Xi raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

"What's wrong? Isn't this normal?

Monks should all have their own means of protecting their lives, right? You don't have any, right? "

Xie Qingyuan shook his head.

"That's not what I meant. What I meant was that Brother Wei has already mastered both talismans and arrays, and is quite proficient in close combat. How can he have so much time to take care of so many things?"

An Xi started her Versailles act again, asking seriously.

"Ah? Isn't this simple? I am a third-level cultivator, so it's easy to balance things out~"

The elements on the side couldn't bear to listen anymore and said speechlessly.

"The person they were asking was Wei Xianzhi, who was asking you?"

An Xi looked over, tilted her head and said with a pout.

"Are you jealous of me, ghost friend? But jealousy is useless. You don't have such talent."

As soon as these words were uttered, they directly touched Element's sore spot, and he silently wiped the vomited blood from the corner of his mouth.

Yu Feng suddenly exclaimed.

"It's over! Wei Xianzhi is trapped by an illusion? Why isn't he moving?"

An Xi was attracted by Yu Feng's voice and immediately looked towards the ring.

At this moment, Wei Xianzhi stood on the stage with lifeless eyes. No one knew whether he was deceived by the other party's illusion.

The female ghost smiled ferociously, and she moved, her hands filled with ghost energy, wanting to give Wei Xianzhi a fatal blow.

But she was wrong, she thought she had already bewitched Wei Xianzhi, and she drew out all the ghost energy in her hand and attacked.

Unexpectedly, Wei Xianzhi's eyes regained clarity in an instant and he dodged almost immediately.

The ghost girl's face changed drastically. She took two steps back and said in disbelief.

"You...you weren't fooled by me. You are so scheming. You even pretended to be so good for me to let my guard down."

Wei Xianzhi looked at the other person with a smile.

"So what?"

After saying that, without giving the other party a chance to breathe, he threw the ghost talisman in his hand at him as if it were free.

The opponent no longer had the arrogance he had at the beginning and began to dodge in a panic. The female ghost, who had no trace of ghost energy left in her body, clenched her teeth tightly.

Wei Xianzhi was not as cruel as the female ghost, so he just knocked her off the stage and stopped.

The ghost cultivators in the audience cheered, and Wei Xianzhi also interacted with them very enthusiastically.

To bring the fans closer, many female ghost cultivators covered their hearts and looked at him with an obsessed look.

After the interaction, he returned to his seat in a ethereal manner.

He seemed like a banished immortal who was detached from the mundane world, yet he was so approachable that the ghosts all liked him very much.

Below the stage, the female ghost lying on the ground stared at Wei Xianzhi intently.

Damn it! I actually lost... I actually lost to a male ghost cultivator, it's such a shame! !

She got angry for a moment, and although she was not convinced, she knew that if she went forward now and didn't get to eat the good food, it would be her fault.

So he could only walk towards the elimination position angrily, but the faint light in his eyes would fall on Wei Xianzhi from time to time.

An Xi was baring her teeth and grinning as she congratulated Wei Xianzhi.

The next second, Yu Feng's exclamation was heard.

"...Why does Lord Yu always make a fuss?"

An Xi said speechlessly.

Yu Feng opened his mouth and pointed towards the ring.

"It's your turn, Anxi."

An Xi shook her head and looked at Yu Feng maturely.

"Tell me, why are you still so bluffing at your age? It's my turn, so come on. Are you surprised?"

Yu Feng didn't care that An Xi said he was very old, he hesitated to speak.

"I'm not saying that. Just look at your opponent and you'll know."

An Xi looked at the stage with disdain. City Lord Yu was really not steady at all.

When she saw the name on the stage clearly, her eyes widened and her voice almost broke.

"What!!!! Why is it him?"

An Xi suddenly turned around and looked at Zhan Ningni who had already stood up.

Just then, Zhan Ningni turned his head to look at An Xi. He smiled calmly without any extra expression.

"An Xi, ghost friend, please show mercy."

After saying that, he walked straight to the stage and waited for An Xi.

An Xi is already broken, why is it him? Why isn't Xie Qingyuan such a blessing? Why is it her?

She was howling, collapsing, twisting, and crawling in her heart, but she managed her facial expressions very well, and Zhan Ningni didn't see that she was in a state of collapse at all.

An Xi climbed up the stage slowly and said expressionlessly.

"Friend Zhan, please show some mercy. I am just a weak formation cultivator who cannot take care of himself."

Zhan Ning whispered in his heart.

I believe you.

An Xi looked at him standing there motionless, and imitated Wei Xianzhi to throw out the formation plate to protect herself.

Zhan Ningni just watched silently. He didn't want it to end so early, so he waited for An Xi to make arrangements.

An Xi put several layers of defense on herself, but found that the other party didn't care at all and didn't move at all.

He immediately added a few more layers and secretly threw a few killing arrays at Zhan Ningni.

Zhan Ningni raised his eyebrows and looked at An Xi with amusement.

He stretched out his hand and used his ghost energy to break the two killing formations.

The ghosts were horrified, and An Xi was also worried.

Although they were both in the Spirit Transformation Stage, Zhan Ningni's ghost energy was so overbearing that he broke the killing formation with just one move.

This battle will not be easy to fight, An Xi's eyes flashed.

But after breaking the killing formation, Zhan Ningni stopped moving, as if he was waiting for An Xi to move.

The corners of An Xi's mouth twitched, and she couldn't help but complain in her heart.

Is he sick?

She didn't want to glare at Zhan Ningni, so she threw the formation plates in her hand one by one.

The opponent broke through one by one, until Zhan Ningni shattered An Xi's layers of defense with one palm, and he smiled slightly.

"I'm sure to win, An Xi."

An Xi was not to be outdone, she straightened up and looked into his eyes.

"Really? I don't believe it."