Don't mess with the little apprentice sister! She is greedy and immoral

At the same time, the sword wind was already slicing towards Qin Zhen's head.

"Oh." Qin Zhen sighed helplessly.

Then he grabbed the man's neck, as if he were a pheasant, and threw him to the ground.

"You're too noisy."

Qin Zhen didn't even use her magic sword. She turned over and sat on the man, beating him up.

She knew too well where this man's weakness was.

People like this who are agile and good at surprise attacks are most afraid of head-on combat.

That is to say-

Once they are caught, they can only let the other party do whatever they want.

As for the cultivation level of the second level of Golden Core.

Oh, this kind of cultivation gained by using medicine is not even worth mentioning in her eyes.

Others who are seriously advancing to the Golden Elixir stage still have an adaptation period. The ones made from this kind of medicine only look strong in appearance.

It is not one's true level, so one often feels unsure. One thinks he is powerful, but is actually a paper tiger.

"Uh……"

Everyone who was looking forward to an exciting match, saw this scene and for a moment didn't know what expression to show.

"Well, so weak." Finally, some disciples couldn't help but complain.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was bumped by the arm of the person next to him: "Ahem."

The disciple looked back in confusion, and then saw the leader of Tianyan Sect with a very ugly expression on his face.

Obviously the other party didn't say anything, but just a look made the disciple feel as if the blood in his body had frozen.

"I, I mean Qin Zhen."

The disciple reacted and quickly added a sentence.

But Wen Renyang didn't even look at him, but just looked solemnly at Qin Zhen and the disciples of Tianyan Sect on the stage.

At this time, Qin Zhen had already picked up the disciple who had been beaten to the point where he had no idea how to resist.

Seeing that the opponent had no strength to resist, he wanted to throw him out of the ring.

"Get up." Wen Ren Yang narrowed his eyes.

The disciple was beaten so badly that he was stunned. Suddenly he met the eyes of his sect leader and was shocked.

He knew what that look was and what he should do.

There was a glimmer of struggle in the eyes of the Tianyan Sect disciple, but he had nowhere to retreat.

Before taking the elixir, the sect leader told them -

"You can only win, not lose. If not... then there is no need for you to exist. Disappear along with your family."

He can't lose, he must not lose.

If I lose, if I lose...

Thinking of this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the Tianyan Sect disciple.

At this moment, Qin Zhen suddenly felt something was wrong.

The flow of spiritual energy is wrong!

Having experienced it once, Qin Zhen realized something almost instantly.

"Are you going to blow yourself up?"

Qin Zhen reacted quickly.

Almost immediately, he pressed the man to the ground again, and then tried his best to press back the spiritual power flowing out of the man's dantian.

There was no time left, so she could only use this brutal method to limit the time for the opponent's Dantian to self-destruct.

"What?" The onlookers had never expected such a thing to happen and were all shocked.

"Disperse quickly!"

Seeing that the group of people didn't know how to dodge, Qin Zhen's voice suddenly became louder.

The monk's self-destruction is equivalent to throwing a bomb into a crowd, and the destructive power cannot be underestimated.

Even though this man's second-level Jindan cultivation was achieved by relying on elixirs, his identity as a cultivator is genuine.

Qin Zhen didn't dare to gamble that his self-destruction would not have much impact on them.

The more times like this, the calmer Qin Zhen becomes.

At this moment, You Su stood in front of the ring with his arms folded across his chest, and said with a smile:

"If you accidentally leave the ring before the winner is decided, you will be disqualified."

Qin Zhen: “…”

This forces her to handle everything in the ring.

When Wen Renyang heard You Su's words, he rarely smiled with relief.

Because he knew that this meant that no matter what, Qin Zhen’s Immortal Sect Competition had come to an end.

If she couldn't suppress her self-explosion in the ring, she would definitely be dragged into it. Even if she didn't die, she would be seriously injured.

If she could suppress the self-destruction, it would not matter, after all—

This will definitely consume all her spiritual power, and she will definitely lose the next battle.

No matter what, their Tianyan Sect will win.

Thinking of this, Wen Renyang's gaze fell on the other side of the ring.

At this moment, Ling Yun had the upper hand on the stage.

But it doesn’t matter, this situation will end soon.

Because, that disciple was his trump card that he had carefully selected and kept hidden.

……

No one noticed the smile that flashed across Wen Renyang's lips.

Because at this time most people's attention was attracted by the disciple of Tianyan Sect who blew himself up.

"Qin Zhen, if you can't suppress it, it's not too late to admit defeat now. As for this disciple who blew himself up, I will naturally deal with him."

You Su was still standing leisurely outside the ring.

Before Qin Zhen could say anything, a group of disciples who were watching started to speak.

"Hurry up and agree to it. Do you want to kill us?"

"If you want to die, don't try to drag us down with you."

"That's right, are you crazy about winning? Don't joke with the lives of so many people."

Everyone hoped that Qin Zhen would give up quickly, as if only in this way would their previous failure not be considered a failure.

Only Mu Guiyi had a stern expression on his face: "If you don't want to die, just stay away. Didn't you hear her just telling you to disperse?"

"Then why don't you leave?"

This time, Mu Guiyi didn't even need to speak. Mo Wen on the side snorted coldly: "Because not everyone is like you, weaklings who can only talk."

"you!"

"roll."

Mo Wen's face darkened, and he released the pressure of a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator. The group of disciples who could only talk were suppressed and could not raise their heads.

Some of those with weaker cultivation felt their knees go weak and they knelt down directly.

They didn’t know why, even though the person in front of them was just a “beautiful female cultivator”, they just had a feeling that the other party would really cut them into pieces.

Therefore, they could only make harsh words and run away in panic.

Seeing this, Mo Wen withdrew his pressure.

But despite the threats, he was still just as worried as ever.

"Hey, Elder Mu, is Qin Zhen okay?" Mo Wen asked via voice transmission.

Mu Guiyi was calm: "Why do you think the leader sent us to participate in this immortal sect competition?"

"Ah, so I sent it. Is there any reason for it?" Mo Wen had never thought about this question in detail.

But Mu Guiyi understood clearly——

"Because no matter what happens, we are Qin Zhen's backup."

Therefore, Qin Zhen will be fine.

They won't let anything happen to her. They are Qin Zhen's strength and her trump card.