Master is here [Crossing Books]

Everyone in the attic came back to their senses after a brief shock, Lu Musheng and the disciples of Xianzhongmen first cheered for their own sect master.

All the casual cultivators who hadn't seen Su Zhengfeng watching the competition in front of the photo stone were shocked, and Qian San continued to set up his own casino stall in front of the photo stone.

"I'll go, then Wei Sanyuan is the chief disciple of the Great Elder anyway, how could he be dismissed in seconds, isn't it too bad?" A sword repairer said in surprise.

"No, no, the Pill Peak Sect focuses on alchemy. Did you see the few pills he ate at the beginning? Extreme Speed ​​Pill, Vigorous Pill, and Spiritual Qi Pill can be restrained in less than half an hour. After transforming, everything will reach the limit of human beings, and I am afraid that the entire Immortal Chongmen will be defeated." A bald man with a white beard explained.

"That's right, there's also the thick smoke at the opening, people like us will faint when we smell it, at least it will make us move slowly if we don't faint, Wei Sanyuan still holds two pills in his hand, there may be other effects. "Another person in Taoist robe came slowly.

Many casual cultivators who watched operas talked with each other, and finally got a result.

Lu Yuan... is too strong!

Although Wei Sanyuan didn't suffer any injuries during the fight, because Lu Yuan's attack was a killer move, if he was really injured, he would die.But the kick that was kicked by Lu Yuan was really not light, and he was so frightened that he forgot to resist for a while, and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

"Wuuuuuu...Master, Elder Yanqing is right." Wei Sanyuan's dream of becoming famous in one fell swoop was shattered like this.

On the one hand, Bai Wanquan hated that iron can't be made into steel, but on the other hand he really felt sorry for him. He might not be able to withstand Lu Yuan's two moves just now, let alone this good disciple who is thousands of years younger than him.

Under the eyes of everyone, Lu Yuan left Moonwatching Stone with a cold face.

He quietly raised his eyes to look at Yin Li in the crowd, Yin Li was also looking at him at this moment, with a calm expression on his face.

For some reason, the depression in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

It was obvious that I played with the master first, but I still couldn't help complaining that the master didn't come to coax me.

After Lu Yuan figured it out, he wanted to slap himself.

After today's competition is over, I will go to the master to apologize.

So what about just sympathy and pity, the master is always by my side, isn't that enough.

Since the first match, there has never been a situation like Lu Yuan's instant kill, and the outcome was determined after a back and forth.

In the world of comprehension, such one-on-one competitions are all done at the end, with the help of the elders of the major sword sects, there are very few casualties.

The tenth match was the battle between Chang Xumen Linglong and Yan Yuezong's disciple named Chang He.

Yin Li's expression froze, and he saw that the thin woman in a white robe had already floated onto the moon-watching stone.There were normal aura fluctuations around her, and the demonic aura that soared when she killed people that day was completely gone.

With the terrifying scene that Linglong performed in the first match, and the fact that Yanyue Sect is a little-known sect, most people think that Chang He will withdraw from this competition.

However, soon a young man with white teeth and blue eyebrows was also standing on the moon-watching stone.

"Xiao He, you'd better not go, let's admit defeat." The old man who led Yan Yuezong said worriedly.

"Senior Brother He, none of our sect passed the first round before, and you are already very good." A round-faced female disciple took Chang He's hand and said carefully, "The suzerain said that you can form alchemy if you are only 25 years old. , When that time comes, you will be a genius among geniuses, and it would be great if we come to this autumn contest again."

Chang He's eyes became more and more determined, he shook his head and said, "I was the only one who passed the first round of Yanyuezong. For Yanyuezong's face, I must go to this one!"

"Brother, you..."

"Okay, don't worry, just click to the end, and besides the elders of Jianzong to help out, I can't die, just take it as an experience."

So Chang He stood on the moon-watching stone.

The woman in front of her was pale, her eyes were half-closed as if she had no strength, and even her slender fingers were weak, she didn't look like she tore a group of people to pieces in Qianfan Lake.

Chang He sighed, bowed his head respectfully and said, "I beg your mercy, senior."

Linglong didn't seem to hear what he said, she didn't even look at him, she just lowered her head and looked at the fan in her palm.

With the sound of the drum, Chang He rushed out like a sharp sword.

Although Yanyue Sect is a small sect, it also has its own unique fire method cheats, because few people can practice it, and Chang He is one of them.

He was already very talented, and now in his early twenties, if he really formed the alchemy before the age of 30, he would definitely be able to lead Yan Yuezong to glory.

The elder who took the lead of Yanyuezong clenched his fists tightly. If this competition really went against Chang He, he would definitely be the first to rush in to save him.Even if it is beyond redemption.

Chang He drew a talisman in the air with his blood, and the sword in his hand crossed the talisman, and the next moment it turned into a raging fire, which he held in his hand.

Elder Guo watched all this, and said to his big disciple Lu Daoxuan who was also watching the battle, "He is a good young man, if Linglong takes his life later, you go up and save him too."

Lu Daoxuan nodded in response.

Linglong was different from other disciples of Changxu Sect, she just threw a formation at her feet abruptly, and then used aura as a weapon to attack Chang He.

With a wave of the cattail fan, the spiritual energy turned into an arrow, which, in conjunction with the formation under his feet, smashed towards Chang He overwhelmingly like ice crystals.

Chang He dodged calmly and approached Linglong at an astonishing speed.

Although the Frost Arrow pierced his clothes and skin, Chang He looked a little embarrassed, but somehow he got close to Linglong.

What Linglong has done up to now has long since lost her invincible appearance on Qianfan Lake.

Yin Li watched with a sullen face, and when she was wondering, she suddenly saw a different breath passing over Linglong's body.

He stood up abruptly, only to find that the breath disappeared in an instant.

Chang He was still standing in the field, as if he was just slapped by Linglong.He stood there in a daze, feeling the palm that was slapped on his shoulder. It seemed that he was soft and useless, and he still had the strength to fight again.

No, what's going on?

Yin Li frowned, feeling like there was a huge rock in his heart, always feeling that something bad was about to happen.

Suddenly, the battlefield changed.

Chang He dropped the sword in his hand, turned his head expressionlessly, he was shaking slightly, as if something was surging under his skin.

Linglong was still floating quietly in the air with her cattail fan, her face half covered, her eyes looking in Chang He's direction with disgust.

"Elder Wang, what's wrong with Senior Brother He?" The round-faced female disciple looked at the venue worriedly, grabbed the old man's clothes, "I lost the Yanyang sword, don't you want to admit defeat?"

Elder Wang stared at the center of the arena, and he had already slowly started to use his skills inside. If anything happened, he must rush over at the fastest speed.

When everyone was holding their breath, Linglong made a move.

She threw a magic circle at Chang He's feet, above the magic circle was a row of crumbling meteorites.

"Go." She said softly.

Meteorites fell like raindrops. Elder Jianzong, Elder Wang, Yin Li, and Lu Daoxuan were all ready to go at this moment.

boom boom-

"Ahhh——" the moment the meteorite fell, Chang He suddenly raised his head to the sky and screamed, the clothes on his back were suddenly torn apart, and slender black tentacles stretched out from his back with fangs and claws.

"Mosi!" Lin Nansheng said in surprise.

Yin Liye's eyes widened, how could there be magic threads on Chang He's body?The breath was fine just now.

"It's actually a monster, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." Linglong said lightly, the aura around her soared, it was obvious that she was hiding her strength just now.

The elder of the Sword Sect, Mo Chuhuai, who was maintaining the competition, suddenly lost his mind, and looked up at the suzerain Lu Huaijing in the attic.

Lu Huaijing also saw Mo Chuhuai's troubled eyes, and only said, "Everyone who owns the monster should be killed, you go and help Linglong girl of Changxumen, take down the monster as soon as possible!"

"Yes!" Mo Chuhuai quickly responded.

The disciples of Jianzong also hurriedly maintained order and cleared out everyone in the attic to prevent the magic thread from hurting innocent people.

Originally, Linglong and Chang He were fighting fiercely at this time, but with the assistance of Jianzong Mo Chuhuai, Chang He was at a disadvantage for a while.

Mo Chuhuai's swordsmanship was extremely domineering, forcing Chang He to the ground within a few strokes.

The zhenqi in Linglong's hand condensed and turned into an invisible sharp sword, which suddenly stabbed at Chang He's chest.

"Stop!" At some point, Elder Wang of Yan Yuezong also rushed out, standing firmly in front of Chang He.

Linglong's speed did not slow down, and she still stabbed in the direction of Chang He, with a posture, as if she wanted to stab Elder Wang and Chang He to death together.

"No!"

With a long sword, Mo Chuhuai forcibly lifted Linglong's spirit sword flying away, and her own arm was hurt from the shock.

"Don't hurt the innocent." Mo Chuhuai endured the pain in his arm and said.

"Aren't you the ones who hate monsters the most, and you must kill him?" Linglong said coldly, wearing a fluttering white dress, like a spotless fairy.

"Xiaohe is not a monster! I have been with him day and night for 20 years! How could he be a monster!" Elder Wang roared at the top of his lungs.

"He is usually the most serious in his practice. He gets up before the hour of death, treats his master kindly, punishes evil and promotes good. He is..."

The voice stopped abruptly, Elder Wang's words stuck in his throat, but he never finished it in one breath.He looked down at his chest, only to feel that it was empty.

A pitch-black magic thread pierced Elder Wang's body, and it was still stained with warm blood.

As if she had tasted what she wanted, Mosi was excited in his body, and then pulled it out abruptly, leaving a bloody hole.

Elder Wang closed his eyes in pain, and fell straight down.

He is...he is our Yanyue Sect, the most proud person...

Chang He looked at the fallen Elder Wang, tears rolled down from his dark eyes like pearls with broken strings.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" That miserable cry echoed throughout the attic.Mosi re-wrapped his body, carrying Elder Wang's blood.

Mo Chuhuai stood there in a daze.

I saw Linglong holding the spirit sword like a ray of light, piercing Chang He with a blank expression.