Fire and theft prevention

After a stick of incense, the spirit-enchanting time ended, and the sea of ​​golden mirrors turned into stardust and disappeared.

Yan Shi's body stepped out, pinched a bondage talisman in his hand, and still bound and kicked away the one-stop service, sending Mei Fu, who was covered in bruises, out of the competition arena.

Mei Fu racked his brains and couldn't figure out why people with the same body as him would have so many tricks.

He didn't even last a stick of incense.

The gongs and drums sounded deafeningly: "Sanxiu, Yanshi - win!"

There were small clusters of congratulatory voices from the audience. In fact, after Yanshi offended Xuanzong and the Mei family one after another, it was not easy for so many people to support him openly.

The reason for supporting him, besides his personal charm, was more because of the too exciting fight just now.

It was also Mei Fu's body|body, Yanshi had only just gotten started, and was even less familiar with Mei Fu himself than hundreds of years, so he beat him to the point where he was powerless to fight back.

Numerous attack methods of golden mirrors and swords and swords have given great inspiration to the monks.

It's hard to imagine how many ways Yanshi has studied the use of five-element aura—although gold aura and earth aura should have been "useless studies" that he would never use in his life.

During the whole process of their fighting, Huo Wei never took his eyes off Mu Qingjia.His senior brother is so heroic, dazzling like a blazing sun, which makes him proud, but also makes him delusional, hiding the light in a place that only he can touch.

Their eyes met in the air, as if conveying some emotion, and then moved away.

After winning this battle, Yanshi's spiritual energy was not damaged at all, and his soul did not feel tired.

He had no intention of ending, but stared at Bu Chengbi provocatively, and then passed him to Bu Chen's position.

He raised his chin in a challenging gesture.

——He still remembers the bet about the joint membership of the junior and younger sisters.

Bu Chen recovered from the surprise just now, saluted politely, and took a step in the air in the direction of the competition stage.

In fact, before this, he also thought that Mu Qingjia was the kind of soft and easy-to-talk, who always smiled warmly and never showed any edges and corners—the type who would do some heresy, but mainly relied on Huo Wei.

But Yanshi's performance in recent days has refreshed Mu Qingjia's image in his heart.

——Clearly a wolf in sheep's clothing.

But Mu Qingjia, who gave him a sense of threat, gave him the desire to fight against him.

Just as he was about to go on stage, a slender figure floated over and landed on the ring before him.

"... Jingzhe?" Bu Chen and Mu Qingjia said in surprise at the same time.

"You don't need to help me." Shui Jingzhe looked at her elder brother gently, "I want to fight him openly."

Others thought she was talking to Bu Chen, but only the three present knew that she was speaking to Mu Qingjia.

Mu Qingjia stared at her for a long time, sighed with lowered eyebrows, then returned to Yanshi's appearance, and said with a loud smile: "The head of Shui is brave and unparalleled, and Yan feels invincible, so he won't take the humiliation here."

After saying that, he left the field, ready to watch the battle with Huo Weiyi.

In fact, Mu Qingjia was far less relaxed than he showed.Just a joke, this battle is about the life of the junior sister, how can he not be nervous?

He originally thought that he could do more, at least beat Bu Chen to a half-mutilation, but he didn't expect Shui Jingzhe to completely reject this "good intention" and decided to have a fair duel.

Mu Qingjia thought eccentrically: How is this fair?Bu Chen's practice has been decades longer than his junior sister, an old cow eats tender grass, why is this person so shameless?

Just as he was smiling, Huo Wei's voice sounded from the side: "You underestimate her. Junior sister is qualified to be the head of Lingao Sect, not because of the inheritance of the master or the Shui family." status, but because of her own strength."

"...I know." Mu Qingjia crossed his hands to support his chin, and kept tapping his knuckles with his ten fingers.

As soon as the fight started, thick fog rose from the competition stage, and even the figure of Shui Jingzhe was hidden in it.

The blade of the Thin Mist Sword melted into a milky white mist, which merged with the thick mist created by her aura, the sword was the mist, and the mist was also the sword.

"Break the whole into pieces." Mu Qing praised, "This can reduce some of the suppression of the earth spirit energy on the water spirit energy. Moreover, Bu Chen's Jingfeng Arrow is difficult to function in the dense fog."

As he said, with his eyesight, Bu Chen couldn't tell the location of Shui Jingzhe at all.He closed his eyes, but felt that every drop of mist contained killing intent and love, confusing his spirit.

What Shui Jingzhe wanted was this moment.

Bu Chen realized that he had been tricked, quickly cut off the perception of the soul, and gathered sand into a tower to protect himself.

Sure enough, there was a soft sound from the outer edge of the sand tower, like rain falling into the sand, or like a blade sinking into flesh and blood.

At the same time, he drew a talisman quickly, and a large canopy of flames spewed out from his fingertips, burning the mist in the field.

It was difficult to distinguish the figures in the mist, Bu Chen frowned, and formed a huge magic circle.The sand and stones are woven into a fine net, starting from the edge of the defensive barrier, and slowly gathering towards the center, trying to catch the rare swimming fish.

"This method is too honest, and it wastes a lot of spiritual energy." Mu Qingjia unabashedly favored, "There is too little actual combat experience, and I must have never fought with others in the mountains."

He is not happy with what Bu Chen thinks, and is more critical than others.

Seeing him unconsciously making such an attitude, Huo Wei couldn't help thinking that when they were in Guyi City, his senior brother was kind and tolerant towards Bu Chen, which made him sulk with jealousy.

And what can cause such a change in attitude can only be the fact that Shui Jingzhe and Bu Chen are of the same nationality.

Huo Wei thought silently, as expected of a junior sister who was raised since childhood, she is still useful at critical moments.

When he was thinking wildly with a sullen face, the two people in the arena had quickly tested each other for nearly a hundred rounds with talismans and swords. Both sides had slight scars, but they didn't touch the vitals.

At the same time, the space left by the ever-tightening sand net became smaller and smaller, and the attacks received by Shui Jingzhe became more and more intensive.She seemed to be forced to, and suddenly appeared from somewhere, desperately, drew her sword and slashed at Bu Chen.

Bu Chen drew a stone shield with his right hand to block the blade, but he didn't feel the weight of the blade.

cheated!He was startled, and his left arm instantly petrified, blocking the other side of his neck.Due to the sudden incident, he was unable to display the stone shield, and the coverage of the protective layer was relatively narrow.

The moment the stone arm touched the Boyan sword, the Boyan sword suddenly twisted violently, winding around the stone arm at a tricky angle, and stabbing at Bu Chen's left chest.

His life was threatened, Bu Chen instinctively made an attacking gesture, the edges and corners of the stone arm became sharp instantly, and he hammered the opponent's lower abdomen, so as to achieve the effect of encircling Wei and saving Zhao.

However, Shui Jingzhe did not accept the move.

It only happened in a thousandth of an instant, the moment when the tip of the thin smoke sword pierced through Bu Chen's front, the blade turned into mist again and dissipated in an instant.

Shui Jingzhe is the only person in the world who can retract and release so freely.

Bu Chen's pupils shrank, and he wanted to withdraw his fist, but it was too late.Half of the vigorous spiritual energy rushed towards Shui Jingzhe's lower abdomen, while the other half retreated too quickly and flowed back into his body along his arm.

Both of them flew back tens of meters, the meridians in their bodies were disordered, and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of their lips.

Shui Jingzhe's footing was unsteady, and she half-kneeled, she jumped up in an instant, and the thin smoke sword gathered into shape, ready to attack again.

But Bu Chen coughed and said, "I lost."

Hearing this, Shui Jingzhe couldn't help being startled, restrained her killing intent, and withdrew the mist.

The sight became clear in an instant, and people outside the field also saw the situation. Seeing that the two had stopped fighting, they couldn't help but wonder who would win and who would lose.

"I lost." Bu Chen announced again.

This result was beyond the expectations of many people, and some insiders inevitably laughed and said: "Since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by beauty, and the ancients have never deceived themselves."

Bu Chen raised his thick eyebrows, and said loudly: "No. It is a fact that Master Shui is superior in skill. The spirit sword is a foreign object, and Sect Master Shui can control it freely; Bu Moukong is a hundred years old, but even his own aura I can’t control it, it’s a shame.”

Shui Jingzhe said: "But..." Some people will not be satisfied with this result.

Sure enough, Bu Chengbi said: "Chen'er, stop messing around, you still have the strength to fight, how can you tell the winner now?"

The implication is that Bu Chen's own words don't count, and it won't be over until one of the two sides is powerless to fight back.

"Master, this disciple thinks that martial arts is not a life-and-death struggle, so just point it out." Bu Chen smiled and said, "This time, I have benefited a lot from the Immortal League Competition. If Master wants me to be on the list, I won't be as good as my disciple." After the game, how about going to challenge Fairy Mei Fu and win the top ten place in the Mystery Ranking?"

He has retreated all the year round and rarely interacts with people, his mind is too pure, most of the time he thinks of what to say, completely unaware of Bu Chengbi's "result" as long as he wins, and doesn't care about the "great benefits".

Immediately, someone clapped their hands and praised: "Good! The direct disciple of Sect Master Bu really has the legacy of a gentleman!"

Bu Chengbi's face was black and blue, he wanted to raise Bu Chen into an ignorant dog who was only loyal to himself - but he didn't expect to bite his own foot instead.

Another insider laughed and said: "But in this way, it will be difficult for Bu Xiaoyou to hug the beauty back."

Thinking of the bet, Bu Chen was disappointed for a while, and then gradually became happy again: If it is true as what Master said, the fight with Jing Zhe will hurt both sides, even if they are married, they will not be able to communicate with each other in the future.

It is much more important to make her not loathe herself than the nominal union.

"Tie." Shui Jingzhe's voice suddenly came from behind.She was dressed in a fairy robe that was spotless, and stepped forward gracefully.Although the appearance is soft and beautiful, the momentum is not inferior to any male monk.

"Bu Xianyou's cultivation base is deeper than this seat's. Just now we were hit by the same spiritual energy, and his injury was slightly lighter than mine." After finishing speaking, she gracefully rolled up her sleeves, letting everyone see her snow-like skin. Down, the faintly trembling cyan meridians.

When Bu Chen saw her, he involuntarily raised the corners of his lips, and the two looked at each other with a smile, everything was kept silent.

"...Everyone is happy." Mu Qingjia didn't know what it was like, there was a kind of juicy cabbage that had been raised for many years, and was suddenly overwhelmed by an unsatisfactory but passable pig.

Let it go, after all, it seems that this pig will never treat Xiaobaicai badly, and will definitely give her up as a treasure—as long as there is no conflict with serving his master.

But how is this possible?

Mu Qingjia clutched her forehead with a headache, feeling that there was a long way to go, and she thought to herself: It's better to break up the two of them violently in the first place.

The time for a showdown with Bu Chengbi is getting closer and closer, but before that, Huo Wei still has a tough battle to fight.

The battle with No. 1 under the law of heaven - Bu Chengbi.

Mu Qingjia knew that his junior had been a genius in swordsmanship since he was a child, and he was extremely talented in fighting, and it was common for him to win by leapfrogging.

However, his opponent this time is Bu Chengbi who has practiced for hundreds of years.Venerable Songhe is like an old monster entrenched on the peak of the monks, becoming a peak that the monks of the Three Realms cannot climb.

Huo Wei is also a mortal, and he is not omnipotent.

Mu Qingjia was afraid that his junior brother would not be able to escape unscathed, and he was even more afraid that the Dao of Heaven would help the situation.

With a calm face, he raised his index finger to Huo Wei.

—Just one drop of blood is enough.

No matter how much is left to Le Lu, he doesn't want Ah Wei to get hurt.

Huo Wei glanced at him silently, and stepped on the Underworld Butterfly Sword.

In front of you are mountains, clouds, and a sea of ​​floating people.The eyes of all the monks were projected on them, waiting for a sword that had been silent for a long time to reappear his glory.

Contrary to their identities as disciples of the Sword Master, this is the first time they have participated in the Immortal League Competition.

In a daze, Mu Qingjia felt that they were still young, and they were preparing to make their mark and win the laurel crown at this grand event of cultivating immortals.

The younger brother is about to play, and as the senior brother, he can give him a good hug, and whisper in his ear, telling him to go all out and not be distracted.

He must have been looking forward to his junior getting good grades, but also thought that it would be good enough to prevent his junior from getting hurt.

But now limited to Yanshi's status, Mu Qingjia couldn't do that in front of everyone.

Take care of yourself.he thought.

Immediately, there was a wave of fluctuation in Mu Qingjia's soul, as if the strings of a piano were trembling slightly, conveying an emotion that made him feel at ease.

He was slightly stunned, and then realized that it was the connection between him and Huo Wei's soul.

After the spiritual contact, their souls always maintain a vague connection.This connection will become stronger and stronger with the number of times of spiritual contact and the integration of body and mind. Now, only when emotions and thoughts are more exciting, do they occasionally communicate with each other.

Huo Wei still had his back facing him, with broad shoulders and a straight back.

He only left Mu Qingjia with a cold and hard back, and there was no dew on his face, but from the depths of his soul, he had gently soothed his worries and made a promise.

——I will return safely.