You turned out to be such a senior [Transmigration Book]

In the arena, the other 98 disciples had different expressions. Except for the disciples of the Buddhist sect who were calm in terms of self-cultivation, the disciples of the other sects had more or less fearful expressions.

Although after entering the arena, except for fellow disciples and affiliated sects, everyone else is an opponent.But there is also the option of ad hoc alliances.

According to Xie Yunming's words, he obviously didn't want to form an alliance with them.

As for his junior brother who is capable of building a foundation——

Under the eyes of everyone, Chu Yan unhurriedly took out his spirit sword from the space jade pendant.

Unlike other sword cultivators who wear their spirit swords around their waists all year round, Chu Yan prefers to put his spirit sword in the space jade pendant.In the past, I didn't find a suitable scabbard, but now the scabbard is too fancy, and it's too eye-catching when I take it out.

The white and moist jade color is engraved with delicate patterns, like a precious treasure, not a scabbard for sealing a sword.

This is the piece of dragon marrow jade obtained from the bottom of the labyrinth lake, which was later refined into the scabbard of the Heavenly Compassion Sword by the seniors.

As everyone knows, Chu Yan's actions, in the eyes of the disciples of other sects: It is indeed not a serious swordsmanship, the sword can not leave the body, the scabbard is gaudy, and there is no embroidered pillow for actual combat.

Everyone even came up with a strange idea: no wonder Xie Yunming wanted to regard them as candidates for his junior brother.

"Xie Yunming is too self-confident. He is carrying an oil bottle, does not form an alliance with others, and wants us to feed his junior brother." A disciple wearing the costume of the Jiuyue Sect couldn't help but use voice transmission and The senior brother from the same school complained in a low voice, and at the end he still didn't forget to ask, "Senior brother Jiang Zi, what do you think we should do?"

Among the Jiuyue Sect disciples who were drawn by the Floating Seal in the first round, Jiang Zi's seniority was the highest.Therefore, they will all be led by Jiang Zi's words.

In the sleeves that no one else could see, Jiang Zi's five fingers were clenched into a fist, and his nails almost sank into the palm of his hand.

He was very nervous in his heart, but he still maintained the calmness and composure of a direct disciple of Jiuyue Sect.

Remembering the words that his senior brother Fu had ordered before going to the ring, Jiang Zi couldn't help but transmit the voice to other fellow juniors on the ring.

"We'll play by ear. Xie Yunming is very strong. We can find an opportunity to attack that young man who has built a foundation. It's best...it's best to knock that young man out of the ring."

Jiang Zi didn't say the exact words that Fu Jiang Ye told him, that would be too obvious.

Fu Jiangye wanted him to find a chance to hurt Xie Yunming's junior, the kind that could see blood.

For this reason, in Jiang Zi's natal spiritual weapon, each fan bone is quenched with silver needles that can suck human blood.

The magic weapon that sucks human blood has a bit of evil in itself, if it is not used properly, it is very likely to backfire on itself.

But Senior Brother Fu said so.

Once he succeeds, his status in Jiuyuemen can be raised to a higher level, and even the Jiang family has the opportunity to become a powerful family like the Chu family in the south.

With the outrage caused by Xie Yunming first, it was predictable that Jianzong would be mobilized and attacked.

I just need to take advantage of the chaos and injure the Jianzong disciple who has built a foundation.

Jiang Zi completed the mental preparation, took a deep breath, let go of the clenched fist in his sleeves, sacrificed his natal spiritual weapon, looked in the direction of Chu Yan with dark eyes, and waited for the start of the group arena.

Chu Yan didn't have any special feelings about this, and there were too many people looking at him.Because of Xie Yunming's words that filled up the hatred value earlier.At this time, those who don't look at their senior brothers will stand out from the crowd.

[Senior brother, the spiritual power in my body may only be enough to fight against a few contestants...]

After taking out the Heaven Mercy Sword, Chu Yan felt that he should give his senior brother a vaccination first.

If Xie Yunming and Chu Yan hadn't been drawn in the first round at the same time, according to Chu Yan's own thinking, he would definitely choose to fight, not to confront others head-on, and he would not be hurt at all.As for the idea of ​​winning glory for the sect, Chu Yan had more than enough heart but not enough energy.

He and Xie Yunming had a life-replacing Gu, and his injury was equivalent to the injury of Xie Yunming, the most powerful chief disciple of the Sword Sect.It's not worth it, his senior brother can be number one in the group arena.

Right now, although Chu Yan also wanted to fight against others, he knew that his strength was the lowest among the hundred disciples.

[Go ahead. 】

[There is a brother guarding you. 】

Xie Yunming's words fell into Chu Yan's consciousness.

As far as he could see, the expression on the eyebrows of Jianxiu, who was wearing a black robe, was as usual, calm and careless.

Chu Yan suppressed all the hesitation in his heart, and when the sky fell, there was a senior brother who supported him. Anyway, his senior brother never did anything he was not sure about.

at this time.

Around the arena where they were, the enchantment set up was activated, and a transparent barrier surrounded the entire arena.This way, one is to prevent the monks from affecting everyone in the audience when fighting, and the other is to prevent people who are not in the competition from going out to disrupt the order of the competition.

"The first round of the group arena, the official start—!"

The referee's words fell at the same time as the bell that started the competition.

"when--!"

For a split second, the monks on the ring subconsciously squeezed their natal spiritual weapons, planning to strike first.

Especially the monks who were close to Chu Yan and Xie Yunming had already begun to attack with tentative moves.

Dare to be the first to stand out, at least have the cultivation base of the peak of Jindan stage.

The persimmons are picky and soft, and the fighting method is also the same.The Nadu faction descended to buy [-] 牧榱ν鲱飞ち搜劬Γ and rushed in the direction of Chu Yan.

It's just a monk who has built a foundation.

Even with the protection of the "Yuanyingqi" senior brother, under the siege of many Jindanqi disciples, it will be a matter of time before he gets injured.

Chu Yan opened his eyes wide.

too fast.

There was a big gap between Jin Danqi and him, and the speed of his moves was far beyond Chu Yan's reaction.

Chu Yan held the Tianmin sword, and he didn't even have time to pull the sword out of its scabbard.

The spiritual power emanating from each monk was intertwined, and the heavy atmosphere was like a net covering Chu Yan's head.

The gap in strength and the gap in realm are like a natural moat placed in front of Chu Yan.

"bass--!"

In the silent air, the sound of a sword being unsheathed suddenly resounded.

The clear sound of metal clashing is not loud, even subtle.But in the ring, the sound was like the bell ringing at the beginning of the ring match—as if it was signaling something.

At that moment, within ten feet of Chu Yan, the figures of all the monks seemed to be held in place by an invisible big hand.It was difficult to move an inch, and the fingers holding the spiritual weapon trembled slightly, as if under great pressure.

People outside the ring were in an uproar.

The situation changed so quickly that no one could see how it happened.

No.

It's because everyone in the arena didn't have time to make a move.

The reacting audience opened their eyes wide.

"bass--!"

In the arena that was as quiet as time stood still, the sound and movement of the sword being drawn out of the scabbard was particularly conspicuous.

The sword cultivator in black robe raised his hand and held the simple hilt, and pulled out the spirit sword leisurely.His fingers are long and slender, with distinct joints, and the posture of holding the hilt of the sword is extremely powerful.

As early as when the blade of the spirit sword had just left the scabbard, the sword qi coercion with the cold killing intent spread around like a beast without a cage.

It's not some nascent soul mid-stage monk, nor is it some arrogant and arrogant talk——

It's a sword cultivator in the out-of-body period who proves the way by killing.