Zombie Boy Cultivating Immortals

Xiaoyaozi opened up his spirit energy, and released all the previously suppressed spirit pressure. People with lower cultivation around the ring couldn't help trembling. In the stands, the elders of Shangguan's family couldn't help leaning forward, frowning.

"That's not right..." But one of them muttered to himself, "This spiritual pressure is not like a monk in the Nascent Soul stage."

"Such a pure spiritual pressure, it seems to be a period of separation and separation." Another person echoed.

At the same time, someone in the audience couldn't help shouting: "The separation and reunion period, it turned out to be the separation and reunion period!"

The members of Shangguan's family looked at each other, and then they all saw horror in each other's eyes. A few days ago, they saw that Xiaoyaozi was still a monk at the Yuanying stage. Is the child advanced?

If this is possible?Everyone couldn't help worrying about that young master Yurong who was equally astonishing. The difference between the late Yuanying stage and the early stage of separation and reunion was only one level, but it was really a thousand miles away.

The result of this competition...

Jiang Wen also felt the abnormality of the opponent's spiritual pressure. Before this, the opponent's spiritual pressure was no different from his own. How could such a big change occur in a few days.

It's advanced.

Jiang Wen squinted his eyes, swung the moving hammer and threw it at Xiaoyaozi, Xiaoyaozi spun and stabbed at the singing sword, and the moving hammer was bounced away by the singing sword, Jiang Wen didn't have any disappointed or frustrated expression on his face , facing Xiaoyaozi's temple, Tianling cover, and Yintang respectively, and hit them hard. Xiaoyaozi blocked them one by one, and said coldly: "It's useless, Mr. Yurong! You can't beat me!"

White light and blue light radiated everywhere, evenly matched, Jiang Wen jumped, rushed, hammered, smashed, his movements were dazzling, Xiaoyaozi Chaoge sword was like a green snake, hovering, and the surging spiritual pressure was almost suffocating.

Under the powerful spiritual pressure of Xiaoyaozi's separation and reunion period, Chaogejian was full of green energy, and Jiang Wen's moving hammer buzzed.

"Master is obviously at a disadvantage now." Lou Wang looked worriedly at Jiang Wen on the ring.

When Jiang Si heard this, his heart trembled, his fists clenched, and he said firmly, "Second Uncle will be fine."

Lou Wang patted Jiang Si, who was pale and still stubborn, and said reassuringly, "Well, I also believe that Master will be fine."

Jiang Si's eyes were red, and he tightly locked Jiang Wen on the stage.

Uncle, you must win.

At this moment, some women behind him exclaimed in surprise. If Lou Wang hadn't covered Jiang Si's mouth, Jiang Si would have almost cried out. On the stage, Xiaoyaozi held Chaoge Sword in his hand and stood on tiptoe. It rose to ten feet, then rolled over, head and feet upside down, and fell from the sky, like a falling meteor, piercing the Baihui acupoint on the top of Jiang Wen's head.

"Go to hell! Young Master Yurong!" But hearing Xiaoyaozi's murderous voice on the ring, no matter whether it was the monks in the stands or under the ring, they couldn't help but gasp. Such a ruthless move was not only Jiang Wen, but also Jiang Wen. Even Xiaoyaozi wants to put the opponent to death.

This is not at all the focus of recruiting relatives in the ring. From the moment they came on stage, the life and death of the two of them was already up to him.

Jiang Wen turned sideways to avoid Xiaoyaozi's deadly sword. Even so, he was still injured by Xiaoyaozi's sword energy. Hearing a "tear" sound, a rip appeared on Jiang Wen's left arm sleeve, and red blood It quickly gushed out, along the sleeves, and landed on the ring one by two.

"What should I do, brother, let them stop!" Shangguan Yunyan also felt that the atmosphere was not right. Although she was born in a cultivator family and her cultivation level was higher than other female monks, she was a romantic ordinary woman in her heart. She heard about Young Master Yurong, with a stern expression and a god-like appearance, he was more handsome and outstanding than what she had imagined in countless late nights.

Right now, the favorite Mr. Yurong is obviously at a disadvantage. Shangguan Yunyan can't sit still anymore. She doesn't want Mr. Yurong to deserve her life because of her own reasons. At this moment, Shangguan Yunyan's eyes are full of tears. She will never forgive herself!

Shangguan Mingshu also felt very uncomfortable when he saw his anxious sister, but he was uncomfortable not only because the group arena turned bloody at the end, but also because in his opinion, this competition was played by Mr. Yurong. I changed the nature of the arena by mixing it up. Shangguan Mingshu believed that if Jiang Wen hadn't taken the initiative to provoke him, Xiaoyaozi would not have killed him later on. It's a purely deserving" feeling.

On the contrary, in this arena, Shangguan Mingshu admired Xiaoyaozi a little bit. He is worthy of being a disciple of the great sect. His demeanor is different from others. younger sister.

Hearing his younger sister's anxious voice, Shangguan Mingshu said disapprovingly: "Mr. Yurong is still provocative because his skills are not as good as others, so he should be forgiven!"

"Brother!" Hearing Shangguan Mingshu's indifferent words, Shangguan Yunyan became anxious. She stood up and wanted to stop her, but Shangguan Mingshu realized what his sister was going to do, and immediately reprimanded him: "Ridiculous! Sit down quickly , what do you want to do!"

Shangguan Mingshu's wife, Liu Shi, knew Shangguan Yunyan's thoughts at a glance, so she also persuaded: "If you do this, don't you tell the whole cultivation world that Mr. Yurong can't beat Xiaoyaozi, and chose to hide under the protection of a woman , what will Young Master Yurong do in the future?"

Liu's words hit Shangguan Yunyan's heart every word, Shangguan Yunyan hesitated for a while, and felt that Liu's words made sense, so he sat down again, his eyes tightly locked on the ring.

"Aww——" Lou Wang noticed that Xiao Qi was restless on his shoulders. At this moment, he could feel Xiao Qi's anxiety, and Xiao Qi wanted to make a move.

"Don't make trouble, Second Uncle won't be happy for you to do this." There was a condensed voice next to my ear.

Lou Wang was taken aback, and saw Jiang Si with a cold face beside him. Jiang Si was small in stature and low in cultivation, so it was easy for people to ignore his presence. Lou Wang never thought that the little brother who has always been in his heart needs to be cared for. Jiang Si would say such a thing one day.

After Jiang Si's words fell, Xiao Qi, who was impatient on his shoulders, suddenly quieted down. This is a rare situation. For the first time, Xiao Qi did not oppose Jiang Si, but followed Jiang Si's suggestion.

Jiang Si looked at Jiang Wen whose left arm was injured and was still supporting himself on the stage. This is Second Uncle's battlefield. Second Uncle, you must win.

Even though the injured part was not the right arm, it would not affect Jiang Wen's holding the weapon, but because of the injury, Jiang Wen's movements were much slower than before.

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Xiaoyaozi's mouth. He was injured by Chaogejian's sword energy. Although it would not be fatal instantly, the wound would not coagulate, and the blood would continue to flow.

Thinking about it, Xiaoyaozi drove the magic weapon to attack Jiang Wen, while he chose to stand in a corner above the ring, watching everything that happened on the ring.

The God-moving Hammer smashed Chaoge Sword in all directions one by one, the aura surged, Jiang Wen's blood splashed everywhere, and there was an uproar in the arena.

"Damn it, Master will bleed to death if this continues!" Lou Wang clenched his fist tightly and said angrily, Xiao Qi on his shoulder nodded as if he was in the same hatred, and his little paw was also clenched into a small fist.

Jiang Si's face was pale, and he couldn't speak a word. Jiang Wen was bleeding profusely on the stage, and the blood dripping on the ground slowly merged into a stream, flowing down the ring and down below.

"Master Yurong, admit defeat!" Xiaoyaozi said with a sneer, Jiang Wen's move of waving the hammer seemed more futile to him.

"Dream!" Jiang Wen squeezed out a few words between his teeth, his complexion unchanged, still expressionless.

"Since you are so stubborn, today is the day for your autopsy!" The corner of Xiaoyaozi's mouth cracked, revealing a malicious smile.

I saw his hands crossed in front of his chest to form a semicircle, which gathered into a blue light source on Xiaoyaozi's chest, and the Chaoge sword that attacked Jiang Wen instantly turned into countless handles, forming exactly the same shape as the one drawn on Xiaoyaozi's chest. Jiang Wen was surrounded in all directions.

"Second Uncle!!!"

Jiang Si's heart-piercing cry came from under the ring.

Jiang Wen felt a pain in his abdomen, and then there was a corresponding pain in his waist and back. He lowered his head, but four swords were pierced straight into his body, and Xiaoyaozi smiled triumphantly.

"Bump—boom—"

The four magic-transformed swords lost their substance. From the abdomen, back, waist and sides, blood spurted out of Jiang Wen's body like a river breaking a bank.

"Stop!" From the stands, Shangguan Yunyan shouted hoarsely, with a look of concern that even a blind man could see on his face.

Xiaoyaozi above the ring had a panoramic view of Shangguan Yunyan's performance. His eyes were red, and his face showed a ferocious expression. He held the main body of Chaoge sword in his hand and cast a spell, like Jiang Wen's heart stabbing.

……

Surprisingly, nothing happened.

Xiaoyaozi's sword stopped when he was a foot away from Jiang Wen. Of course, he didn't stop it intentionally, but Jiang Wen's whole body seemed to form a barrier, and Xiaoyaozi's sword couldn't penetrate at all.

"What's going on?" There was a lot of discussion in the arena. They thought that a tragedy was about to be staged, but they didn't expect that an accident would happen.

"Boom-rumble--"

It was dark all of a sudden, blue light was shining all over Jiang Wen's body, a large blue net appeared around him out of thin air, and the moving hammer in his hand jumped into the air, dark clouds rolled, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, a pure and ferocious wave His aura rolled over and overwhelmed everyone.

Surprise appeared in Shangguan Mingshu's eyes, and then he looked at the elders of Shangguan's family beside him, and saw that everyone's eyes were the same as his, they were all horrified, and they made eye contact with each other, confirming the weird idea in their hearts.

"Boom—boom——" Lei still continued, the ground shook, and even Xiaoyaozi, who was hanging in mid-air, was almost unable to stand by the raging wind. In the wind, only Jiang Wenyi stood still , The elements of the five elements flowed into Jiang Wen's body continuously from all directions, and Jiang Wen's wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xiaoyaozi's face was pale, his eyes were full of surprise, and he muttered, "Impossible, impossible."

Under the double attack of the strong wind and the trembling earth, Lou Wang and Jiang Si could barely stand. The two held hands tightly and supported each other, but they could see ecstasy in each other's eyes.

Xiao Qi waved his wings, not caring about the violent wind and lightning at all, he "owed" to the sky a few times, his dark eyes tightly locked on the stands.

Just now, after the blue protective cover of Shifangsi faded away, Jiang Wen's body turned into a dazzling white light again, and the golden gossip map appeared at Jiang Wen's feet at some point, shining brightly with the white light.

Some of the cultivators who were blown to and fro by the strong wind under the arena screamed——

"Advanced, Mr. Yurong has advanced!!!"

This scream pierced the sky, and Jiang Wen's body responded as if five lights appeared, and the spiritual pressure rolled, and the dazzling white light merged with the other four colors, and then disappeared into Jiang Wen's body. Suddenly disappeared, the sky cleared.

There is another monk in the separation and reunion period in the comprehension world!

On the ring, Xiaoyaozi stared at Jiang Wen like a ghost, and Jiang Wen looked at him coldly with a magic hammer in his hand.

But after looking at each other for less than a second, Jiang Wen closed his eyes, the breeze gust around him disappeared, and he fell from midair.

There was an uproar in the audience, stunned by the sudden change.

Xiaoyaozi was overjoyed, Mr. Yurong had just entered the separation and reunion period, he was seriously injured just now, and his mental strength was seriously overdrawn.

Thinking of him raising his sword and stabbing at Jiang Wen, "Zheng—" an iron sword stood in front of him, and Xiaoyaozi raised his head, only to see the pale Sixth Junior Sister in Kongtong school clothes.

"What are you doing!" Xiaoyaozi said coldly. At this time, he squinted his eyes, his whole body was rolling, and the female monk blocking his way was trembling. Even so, the female monk's gaze was still firm and showed no signs of retreating. .

"Brother, since you have already won this competition and the purpose of this trip has been accomplished, why bother to kill them all?" the female monk asked sadly.

Xiaoyaozi sneered, "Sixth Junior Sister, what is your intention to spoil me again and again!"

The nun was silent.

Lou Wang flew to catch Jiang Wen who had landed, and saw that Xiaoyaozi had a dispute with his fellow apprentices. He didn't care why the female monk was helping the master, and quickly made eye contact with Jiang Sifei. He immediately decided to summon Qianlisuo, and the purple light flashed. Several people disappeared on the ring.

This is the end of the grand and powerful Stunning City arena to invite relatives.