There is No Fairy I Can't Bend

But before his eyes, a tall and straight figure supported Ruan Jianxin in time.

After seeing who was coming, Elder Han couldn't help but turn pale and nervous.

"Zhang Zhenzhen, is your disciple okay?"

Zhang Jianlai checked it, and said: "It's okay, it's just that the Yuanshen was eroded by the cold air, and forced to use the sword art that exhausted the mind, so it's temporarily sluggish, it won't be a problem if you take a rest."

"That's good."

Leaf moxibustion breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Ruan Jianxin was injured, Daomeng was not responsible for it, but if Zhang Jianlai was offended, it would not be a good thing after all.

Everything was fine, Ye Moxibustion comforted Elder Han of Mingyue Palace, and then ordered people to prepare for the second competition.

This time he didn't dare to ask Zhang Jianlai to draw lots, but took the initiative to take up the job himself.

The formation lighted up again, and in the light, two numbers floated on it, namely "Two" and "Wu".

"Hee hee, it's my turn to play, Sister Long, take care of me."

In the lounge, Ye Li stood up and stretched, with an evil smile on his face.

Based on Mo Mingxin's understanding of her, it is not difficult to guess that someone will be in trouble now.

But this is the Taoist League after all, if Ye Li strikes too hard, there may be some bad rumors, so Mo Mingxin still kindly reminded: "Sister Li, step up your efforts and torture your opponent severely!"

"Those who know me, Sister Long also!"

Ye Li smiled and walked out of the lounge.

In the venue, the two from the second battle have arrived.

Ye Li, the daughter of the leader of the Dao League, faced Lin Jiancong, the Dongxu elder of the Qinglian Sword Sect.

Ye Mo looked at Zhang Jianlai beside him in embarrassment, but was speechless.

Zhang Jianlai stared at Ye Li for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Leader, it's not easy to make a thousand pieces of gold, Jian Cong may lose."

"Heh...hehe, Zhang Zhenzhen has over-rated, my little girl... I hope I won't hurt the harmony between you and me."

Ye Mo knew his daughter's temperament very well. If there was a fight, that elder of the Qinglian Sword Sect would probably suffer a bit.

The test begins.

Lin Jiancong's sword soul turned into illusory sword shadows all over the sky, pointing directly at Ye Li.

Ye Li smiled sweetly and took out a small white flower.

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The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, the fragrance of the flowers is pervasive, the sword shadow and the petals fly together, it is so gorgeous that it dazzles the eyes.

The strength Ye Li showed was no weaker than that of Lin Jiancong in the Dongxu period, and even vaguely overwhelmed the opponent, which made many spectators secretly surprised.

Leapfrogging challenges are generally as difficult as reaching the sky, and there are only a few people who can do it. Generally, it is not because of the upper-level skills, stabilizing the opponent by a few chips, or because the magic weapon has a huge advantage.

Otherwise, just like the competition just now, Ruan Jianxin was on the way of the Tao, and his comprehension was far better than that of his opponent, and even though he was seriously injured, he narrowly won.

However, this kind of situation usually only happens to the disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect. After all, Qinglian has far more effective skills than other sects in terms of comprehension of the Tao, and the quality of the sword soul is only stronger than other magic weapons. Not weak, comparable to Qinglian Jiange's skills, there are very few in the world of comprehension.

But now, the members of the Qinglian Sword Sect were actually given the upper hand by an opponent who was one stage lower than themselves. How could everyone not be surprised.

However, in the eyes of a few da talents with unique vision, these are all expected.

Ye Li danced in the light of the sword and the shadows of the flowers, the white petals were like the whiteness full of spirituality, swimming with her dancing posture, suppressing the sword soul all over the sky so that it could not lift its head.

Lin Jiancong tried many times to break through Huachao's siege, but all failed. No matter how fierce his sword is, how tricky his sword is, the white petals seem to be endless, easily blocking the edge of the sword soul .

That kind of tenacity doesn't look like what a Nascent Soul should have. How did her true essence sustain it?

Lin Jiancong couldn't understand it, but he was always at a disadvantage, which made him a little irritable. The sword shadow he controlled gradually became chaotic from the beginning, and flaws appeared.

A touch of white broke through Lin Jiancong's sword net with lightning speed, and quickly eroded into Lin Jiancong's sword energy like a spirit snake spit out a letter.

The rich floral fragrance is one step ahead of the petals, pouring in from all directions.

Lin Jiancong felt in a trance for a while, everything in front of him turned white instantly, and the petals gathered quickly, surrounding him, no matter how much he attacked, he couldn't break through.

The scene suddenly fell into silence. The previous fierce fighting was fleeting, and the shadows of swords all over the sky gradually dissipated. What remained were a few petals that were slowly falling, as well as the fairy figure of Ye Li in the center of the field, and a petal in front of her. Egg-shaped sphere.

A deep knocking sound was coming from inside, but the petals were as solid as gold, and they didn't move at all.

Gradually, the frequency of the blowing sound became lower, and the sound gradually weakened. Instead, there was a heart-piercing scream from inside.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

This seemed to be a signal, and the screams sounded, and the petals began to rotate rapidly, spreading towards the surroundings.In the end, it scattered into petals all over the sky, revealing Lin Jiancong's figure.

The tattered clothes, face, hands, and bare skin were all covered with tiny bloodstains, and the two fists were bloody and bloody, making one's hair stand on end.

But Lin Jiancong turned a deaf ear to it, and just kept scratching his body with his hands like crazy. The dense bloodstains on his neck ooze out traces of blood. Rolling on the ground, it was terrifying.

The petals rushed back like a tide, returned to Ye Li's hands, and turned into ordinary white flowers swaying in the wind again.It's just that I don't know if it's an illusion, but there seems to be a little more bright red on the petals.

The referee glanced at Ye Moxibustion on the stage, and quickly made a verdict: "The winner is Daomeng Yeli."

Ye Moxibustion also urged: "Li'er, quickly detoxify the fellow Taoists of the Qinglian Sword Sect."