The days of being favored by paranoid gods

Bai Lingyang pinned the Qiankun bag to his waist. Although he didn't know what it was, at least it was the kindness of his seniors, so it was better to wear it no matter what.

And the blue phoenix chirped and flew to his shoulders, it was very obedient.

As soon as the Qiankun Linglong fan was opened in his hand, Bai Lingyang held a leisurely and contented appearance of a nobleman, waving the fan and watching Xiafeng's match on the stage wholeheartedly.

Knowing yourself, knowing your enemy, and never slacking off is an even more ancient truth!

Her opponent is a tall and thick man, but he uses a two-handed sword, which is weaker than Xiafeng in terms of flexibility.

Bai Lingyang watched carefully.

After the head-to-head confrontation between the two began, Xiafeng gave a long drink, wrapped in a strong and profound spiritual power, and struck directly in front of the man.

The man immediately cast a spell, and a five-meter-thick boulder appeared out of thin air on the ground.

The boulder looked mighty, but it couldn't withstand Xiafeng's two blows, and it shattered with a crackling sound.

Xiafeng's strength and spiritual strength are beyond the reach of many male monks.

In less than a few rounds, the male cultivator was defeated and voluntarily surrendered. Xiafeng proudly stepped on the stone and smiled proudly, "How? You're afraid!"

Bai Lingyang recorded the way Xiafeng attacked, and Gu Zeyuan's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Who are you looking at?"

……

Hearing this, Bai Lingyang felt a little strange, and quickly withdrew his gaze, and took the time to glance at the dark blue robed master with his eyes half-closed on the high platform.

Longze Immortal Venerable had keen senses and felt his gaze directly.

His gloomy eyes enveloped Bai Lingyang, and the corners of his mouth were pursed, as if he was not very satisfied.

Bai Lingyang raised his fan to cover his eyes, making a look like 'I don't look at me, I don't look at it'.

Seeing the boy's cute appearance, Gu Zeyuan withdrew his dissatisfied expression, and there was a trace of helplessness in the corner of his eyes that could only be felt when facing Bai Lingyang.

After a while, Gu Zeyuan sent a voice transmission: "Be careful in the competition later, don't act boldly and let someone take advantage of your loopholes."

Bai Lingyang raised her eyebrows, and cast a proud look at Gu Zeyuan, "The number one must be mine."

His eyes are proud, but coupled with those twinkling peach blossom eyes, it's almost as if he is insane.

The confrontation in front of Bai Lingyang ended soon.

When it was finally his turn to take the stage, the Qiankun Linglong fan in his hand exuded excitement of wanting to fight.

Bai Lingyang took a deep breath, pretended to be calm and tapped on the back of the fan, and walked slowly towards the lotus platform.

It was Jin Lan who confronted him.

Jin Lan has a gentle personality, and his brows are also handsome and upright, but he is good at using poison and swords, which is slightly opposite to his personality.

He flew and landed on the lotus platform early, only to see Bai Lingyang slowly walking up from the platform holding a folding fan.

"I didn't expect to meet you now, I am number six." Jin Lan untied the long sword from his waist and said hello with a smile.

Bai Lingyang also took out the number plate from the side, and after placing the two cards on the side, Jin Lan suddenly looked at Bai Lingyang, wondering, "Where's your weapon?"

Presumably, ascetics either use swords or knives, less guns, and mavericks use whips.

Um, I really haven't seen anyone else with a fan.

"That's it." Bai Lingyang tapped the folding fan in his hand and said with a faint smile.

Well, as soon as I laughed, I felt a chill coming from the high platform.

Sitting over there is... Shizun.

Damn it, you can't even smile!

Bai Lingyang quickly put away her smile, and said seriously, "Please, Fellow Daoist Jin."

The sound of the golden gong sounded again, and Jin Lan was ready to go, her face still calm and composed, "I've offended you."

He was concerned about Bai Lingyang's weapon, so the sword didn't come out of the scabbard, fearing to hurt Bai Lingyang, instead he attacked Bai Lingyang with the scabbard.

It's just that Jin Lan's palm has been smeared with poisonous powder, as long as Bai Lingyang is hit with a personal attack, he can be stunned.

Jin Lan's attack speed was extremely fast. When he was about to approach Bai Lingyang, Bai Lingyang remained unmoved and stood still.

The wind picked up suddenly, the folding fan in his hand closed with a 'shua' sound, and Jin Lan's scabbard was blocked effortlessly with a 'ding dong' sound.

Jin Lan took a few steps back in amazement, how could that seemingly fragile folding fan be so tough?

He hastily put away his contempt, concentrated his mind and swung his sword directly at Bai Lingyang from top to bottom.

The scabbard filled with powerful spiritual power was glowing slightly red, and Bai Lingyang's eyes froze and flew straight into the air.

The Qiankun Linglong fan seems to weigh a thousand catties after opening and closing, and it is extremely integrated with Bai Lingyang's own spiritual power, emitting a little silver light.

The fan blows straight out, turning into a powerful sharp breath that falls on Jin Lan's knees!

Spiritual power is like the wind, no one dares to underestimate this fan that can cut off people's necks!

"Wow, my goodness, Bai Daoyou's agility—"

"Is this our sect's new disciple?"

"A little, a little handsome..."

"Well, do you know the son of a mortal and rich family? It's like him shaking a fan and wearing a precious Jurassic satin robe..."

"How can ordinary people's silk and satin compare with our fairy robes? Look at the elegant crescent moon silver cloud pattern wide-sleeve robes of Fellow Daoist Bai. It is really the beauty of my sect."

Gu Zeyuan listened calmly to the young disciples excitedly discussing about himself

Bai Lingyang didn't pay attention to this, when he saw that he was about to knock him off the lotus platform with all his strength.Jin Lan lifted the sword and turned over, directly dissipating most of the force with the sword, and shook off the scabbard from the side with four or two strokes.

The cold sword was unsheathed, and the cold light overflowed, Bai Lingyang was dazzled by the light of the sword, and said in a tone of voice with the corners of his lips curled up: "Yo, what a good sword."

In the world of Chongyuan, it was said that people are like uncut jade, and the direction and effort of practice is to carefully carve the uncut jade, draw patterns, and establish the final appearance of jade.

Jin Lan's essence is a piece of black jade that is as moist as water, but what is engraved on it is extremely fierce swordsmanship and unpredictable poisonous techniques.

If he hadn't met Bai Lingyang, he might have entered the finals without even having to draw that sword.

Although the corners of Bai Lingyang's mouth curled up in a carefree manner, he knew in his heart that the sword and its owner were far from being as gentle as they appeared to be.

It's a pity, no matter how good you are, this is the end of today.

Xiafeng, who had already started to rest, saw Jin Lan pull out the sword, her eyes changed completely, she was full of shock and disbelief, and she muttered in her mouth: "Bai Lingyang... He actually let Jin Lan draw the sword !!"

Others may not be able to guess what this means, but Xiafeng knows it all in her heart.

The sword qi and sword light attained by Jin Lan's sword are already the pinnacle of what he can achieve in this Jindan stage!

They clearly saw the howling sound of a tiger coming out of the sword as Jin Lan pulled out the sword, and the red light flashed and overflowed into the lotus platform as the sword was pulled out.

The folding fan in Bai Lingyang's hand was shining with golden light, and seeing Jin Lan pull out a sword with a red sword glow, the young man flew up and stepped on the center of the lotus platform, his face was full of ready-to-go. fighting spirit.

The red sword light can be seen at a glance to know that it was left by a bloodthirsty demon cultivator, or a monk who killed thousands of monsters.

This color is not an auspicious sign.

It was the result of being completely contaminated with resentment, fed with fresh blood, if such a fierce sword cannot be tamed properly, it will definitely bite back against its master in the future.

Jin Lan grinned, completely changed the previous warm breath, revealing an evil spirit and wantonness as if merged into one with the fierce sword: "I didn't expect to use it in the first round, but I didn't expect Bai Fellow Daoist Lingyang is actually so powerful, I was careless."

When he was talking, Bai Lingyang could clearly feel that the area covered by the enchantment of the lotus platform was getting hotter and hotter. He was like a frog in warm water that was about to boil, and the pressure was expanding step by step, squeezing the internal organs. Aura.

Bai Lingyang held her eyebrows with one hand behind her back, while the other was holding a fan in front of her, showing a state of complete defense, concentrating on making a move.

Jin Lan shouted, "Sword falls!"

After this order was issued, swords appeared out of thin air in dozens of places around the edge of the enchantment, piercing directly in Bai Lingyang's direction like a flying sword array.

Bai Lingyang dodged sideways calmly, with his index finger and middle finger together, gently brushing the fan bone.

His green onion-like fingertips glowed faintly, and he whispered: "Open!"

The folding fan in his hand was directly opened to the maximum extent. After Bai Lingyang opened the folding fan, a folding leaf was like a sharp sword.

The fan twirled gorgeously in his hand, the golden surface of the fan turned like a stream of light, it was so beautiful, but facing such a fierce sword spirit, it didn't look weak, on the contrary, it became more flexible.

As soon as the sword struck, Bai Lingyang immediately turned over to dodge, and at the same time, the fan just used the fan to support the tip of the sword.

With the fan closing, the flying sword summoned by Jin Lan was stuck in the fan and could not move. Bai Lingyang immediately threw it in Jin Lan's direction with tit for tat.

Originally, he was opening the sword continuously, when the blue luan bird next to his ear suddenly fell from the sky and blew a warning in one direction.

Bai Lingyang immediately squeezed a banning spell in his hand and threw it there, but he had no time to dodge the menacing sword, so he could only avoid the vital points as much as possible.

The blade of the fierce sword grazed Bai Lingyang's skin, and a bloody gash was opened. At the same time, Bai Lingyang also turned over and came to Jin Lan, pointing the tip of the fan at Jin Lan's neck.

Injure the enemy one hundred, self-injury... twenty.

Seeing that her poison technique had been blocked by Bai Lingyang and had strayed, Jin Lan could only let out a long sigh, and raised her hands in moderation.

The fierce sword that lost the master's control also fell to the ground, and the barrier was scattered. Jin Lan changed back to a refined look and smiled helplessly, "I lost."

This most intense match finally came to an end, the audience applauded thunderously, and the golden gong sounded again, shaking people's eardrums.

Bai Lingyang also took a deep breath, "Brother Jin Lan is indeed very skilled, please let me know."

Jin Lan bowed back and looked at the cut on Bai Lingyang's left arm, with some worry in his eyes, "Miao Zan, fellow Taoist Bai Lingyang, is the wound on your body okay?"

Ordinary people would feel a little uncomfortable when they were injured by the fierce sword, but according to Bai Lingyang's wound, which was about a palm long, he could recover in an instant.

After being told by Jin Lan, Bai Lingyang looked at the wound on his arm belatedly.

It was an emergency just now, and I didn't feel any pain at all.

Feeling a little embarrassed this time, Bai Lingyang glanced at the elders on the high platform calmly, and quickly turned his side, not wanting to be seen by Gu Zeyuan.

Gu Zeyuan's five sense organs are the most sensitive, and he can easily smell them, but now the barrier inside Jinlian is still intact, and after using a trick on the wound, Bai Lingyang returned to Jin Lan with a sigh of relief: "Small injury That's all, no problem."

Uh...you shouldn't see it like this, right? ? ?

Tiansen has not said a word, but now he said "hehe" a few times in a cold voice.

You want to cover up.

Why are you not afraid that others will not see you when you are handsome?

Well, even if that Jin Lan's enchantment is a bit powerful, but how can it stop Venerable Longze, who is second to none?

Baa baa, I'm afraid you were stunned by this person.

But Tiansen didn't bother to talk about him, anyway, when the Lord came, he would naturally teach him a lesson.