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

Before three breaths.

Chu Yan stood in the arena, the Tianmin Sword trembled slightly from his hand, and Chu Yan's hand holding the Spirit Sword couldn't help exerting strength, it seemed that his hand was trembling.

What is the current situation?

Chu Yan remembered that before he came to the stage, he only had the idea of ​​abstaining from the vote. After all, he was really unlucky to get the disciple of Wujimen at the out-of-body period. With his cultivation base, it was impossible for him to survive in the hands of that disciple of Wujimen. One trick.

As a result, before the words of abstaining from voting were spoken, there was a dark force that came from nowhere and interrupted his words.

Then the guardian of the Heavenly Compassion Sword came out of its sheath, and cut off the dark energy with one blow.

If it is a beautiful story about the guardian of the spirit sword, the follow-up should stop here.

Chu Yan lowered his head slightly, looking at the spirit sword that brought him to the arena, a mouthful of blood was in his throat.

Did I make a mistake, at the critical moment, my Heavenly Compassion Sword turned against the water? !

What is he doing in the ring during the foundation building period?This is simply giving away.

Seeing that the enchantment on the arena had risen from all around the arena, Chu Yan came back to his senses as if awakened from a start, and said quickly.

"This fellow Taoist—"

I admit defeat in this contest.

"Are you sure you want to admit defeat to me?" Against the sunlight, the voice of the figure standing opposite Chu Yan was somewhat bewitching.

Chu Yan followed the reputation and saw his eyes clearly.

In the shadow of the sunlight, the eyes of that Wujimen disciple showed a faint purple look, and the pupils were vertical, as if they could capture people's mind.

Chu Yan suddenly became quiet, and his gaze was empty and blank for a moment.

Seeing this, Qi raised the corners of his lips slightly, but he was just a trash in the Foundation Establishment stage, and was useless except for the blood flowing on his body.

Except for Chu Yan, people outside the enchantment couldn't see these extremely strange purple eyes.

"What is little junior brother doing, why hasn't he just said to abstain? It's still too late to abstain." Yan Zhijin stared at his eyes, his entire worried facial features wrinkled into a ball.

"Little Junior Brother's condition is a little bit wrong..." another Sword Sect disciple murmured.

"Did that Wujimen disciple use some other means? To make the younger brother unable to speak?" Chen Liu'an heard the news, and hurriedly asked. He was blind, and there was an enchantment to isolate the breath on the ring. Chen Liu'an could not know Chu Yan's current situation just by relying on his spiritual perception.

"It seems to be so, tell the head master quickly to let him come forward and stop this competition." Yan Zhijin observed Chu Yan who was motionless for a while, and he was indeed as dull as if his words and deeds were restricted.

However, it wasn't necessary for the disciples of the Sword Sect to go to Mi Xuzi to tell Chu Yan that something was wrong. With Mi Xuzi's eyesight during the tribulation period, he had already noticed that something was wrong with his nephew.

Just when Mi Xuzi was about to speak out to stop the competition, he suddenly noticed a more strange breath coming from the seat beside him.

Xie Yunming, his senior brother and even the entire Sword Sect, is the most talented and powerful disciple——

At this moment, it is not Jianzong's cultivation mentality that is running.

It's a two-person mentality that I don't know which sect came from.

Immediately, Mi Xuzi, head of the sword sect, followed the breath of Xie Yunming's mind with keen eyes, and saw another nephew standing on the ring all the way.

Unexpectedly, it is really as rumored recently——

Mi Xuzi's beard trembled uncontrollably, he was still frowning at first, he didn't know whether to frown deeper or loosen, but in the end his upright and serious face was expressionless, showing no emotional fluctuations.

But Mi Xuzi lowered the hand that was raised to stop the competition.

The referee was also stunned, he had been paying attention to the expression of the master of the sword sect, as long as he waited for the master of the sword sect to speak, he would definitely stop the competition.

But the head of the Sword Sect—he actually put his hand down slowly?

Isn't Jianzong always the most protective?

Why don't you plan to intervene this time?Or is it that the disciple of the Sword Sect in the arena is not favored by Mi Xuzi?That's impossible, just now when that disciple was sitting next to Mi Xuzi, he was told by the Fuming Taoist of Jiuyue Sect that he had no ambition, and then Mi Xuzi uttered his voice to protect him.

And Xie Yunming, the senior brother of the Sword Sect disciple, closed his eyes at this time. Is it because he can't bear to see the junior brother's fiasco, or is he indifferent to his senior brother?

The mood of everyone in the audience was astonished.

However, the stage was already surrounded by barriers, and this contest with a huge difference in strength between the two sides was about to begin.

Qi looked at the arena surrounded by barriers, and sneered, "Everyone felt that this competition was about to start, but it was actually over before it started."

The young master of the Chu family has been completely controlled by him, and all he needs to do next is to take the blood from his body.

"Let me think about it, how about letting you kill yourself? This method of death is not bad, after all, it's not like I killed it myself."

Kai snapped his fingers.

Afterwards, Chu Yan slowly raised his hand holding the spirit sword.

Under the sunlight, the boy's raised wrist was white and slender, as flawless as cream.

The body of the Spirit Sword in his hand was pitch black, obviously it wasn't an exquisite and beautiful sword weapon, but when it was facing the sunlight, it had a silvery white metallic luster, which made it look quite nice.

Qi is waiting for the person opposite to commit suicide.

But the reaction time of the illusion seems to be a little longer.

He frowned slightly, could it be that his abilities would be weakened in the Cloud Realm?It shouldn't take such a long time to control a foundation-building period waste on weekdays.

"Hurry up and kill yourself, do you want me to wait for you for half an hour?" Qi Nai said his order again in a temper.

At this time, the arena shrouded in sunlight had a slight warmth from the sun itself, but the cold wind rising from nowhere made the surrounding temperature drop a little.

"Are you done?"

A voice with a slightly hoarse texture came from the other end of the ring, mixed with a faint cold wind.

Hearing this, Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, how could he remember that this person's voice that wanted to admit defeat before was not as hoarse as it is now?

But more importantly—why could he speak without his own control after falling into his illusion?

Surprised by the answer in his heart, Qi opened his eyelids that were slowly raised, and looked at the person on the other side of the ring.

The surrounding atmosphere has changed.

Or to be more precise, the breath of the person on the other side of the ring has changed.

People who were originally in the foundation building period, their aura is constantly rising at this moment——

In the mid-stage of foundation establishment, the peak of foundation establishment, after breaking through the golden core stage, it is still continuing.

Even broke through the Nascent Soul stage all the way.

Such a sudden improvement of the realm, or across two great realms, how did it do it?Did he use any secret method?

However, what Qi Qi couldn't imagine was that the aura on that person's body was still rising after breaking through the Nascent Soul Stage——

impossible! !In this world, there is no improvement across the three great realms in a very short period of time!Even if the young master of the Chu family in front of him uses secret methods or pills to forcibly raise his realm in a short period of time, it is impossible to cross three great realms at once.

Qi exclaimed in his heart.

But he was destined to be disappointed.

The aura of the young master of the Chu family has reached the stage of leaving his body at this moment.

Across three great realms! !

"I don't like your mouth talking to my junior brother."

"I don't like the way you look at him even more."

"You'd better dig them out yourself now, lest I might not be able to keep other things if I do it."

Sentences of cold words came out from the previous hoarse voice, almost giving back all the words that Qi thought had manipulated him earlier.

Qi looked at the person in the ring who was walking in his direction.

The young man in black robes looked indifferent, his exquisite and picturesque face no longer resembled the gentleness and kindness he had just entered the ring, and the hostility in his eyes was as cold as frost and snow.

The imposing manner of the sword cultivator in the out-of-body period was revealed from his body, and the biting killing intent wrapped in the freezing cold flow permeated from the blade he held in his hand.

For a while, he suppressed Qi, who was also in the out-of-body stage, speechless.

The young master of the Chu family in front of him seemed to be a different person.

But Qi has no time to think about what caused this scene.

"You were not affected by the illusion just now, how is this possible? And no matter what means to forcibly improve your cultivation level, it is impossible to instantly increase the three realms. Who are you?" Qi worked hard to mobilize the spirit in his body Try to resist the oppressive momentum around you.

But Kai is a bit difficult after all.

The blade had almost swung to Qi's face.

Qi didn't stop much, and quickly backed away.

His premonition was very disturbing, the strength of the person in front of him must be higher than his own, and because of the restriction of the sky in the cloud world, he couldn't transform into a monster and exert his full strength.

But it would not be in the line of life and death, Qi suddenly became curious about the identity of the person in front of him.

He had tested this person's strength before he entered the ring, and it was true that he was only in the foundation building stage.

In that case, even if the strength is hidden, it will not be revealed without the slightest clue.But what Qi Qi couldn't accept was that after entering the ring, the person in front of him seemed to be a completely different person.

Not only was he unaffected by his illusion, he even crossed three major realms from the foundation-building period to the out-of-body period.

Facing Qi's full of doubts, the sword cultivator in black robes did not answer aloud.

He just slightly retracted the pitch-black spirit sword in his hand a few inches, and his eyes fell on the broken edge of the spirit sword, as if he was talking to himself, "Although the sword intentions are inconsistent, what you and I think at this moment It's all consistent."

"What are you hesitating about?"

"Cut the person who should be beheaded, and cut off the evil that should be cut."

"Isn't it your duty?"

After the cold words of the black-robed swordsman fell, the extremely black spirit sword in his hand was suddenly quenched with a lingling sword light.

A series of scarlet runes spread continuously from its pitch-black sword body, carrying a simple and powerful aura.

What kind of spirit sword is this?

How could there be such an aura that made his heart palpitate?

Qi suddenly opened his eyes wide, the dark purple in his eyes appeared uncontrollably, the vertical animal pupils were forced out by Ye's ancient and powerful aura, he could feel the spiritual power in his body to conceal his identity is constantly being lost.

He can't help but take shape——

No!

He must not take form, and after taking form, he will be noticed by Tiandao in the cloud world.

Although he is not such a lowly thing as an evil demon, if he reveals his breath, he will attract thunder from the cloud realm. Keqi intuitively feels that if he takes form at this moment, there is only one way to die.

As a monster who inherited one of the ancient bloodlines, his talent is not only illusion.

There are also substitutions.

Not daring to hesitate any longer, Qi immediately cut off the connection between his soul and this disciple of Wujimen.

Almost at the moment when he made his choice, the sword fell from the hand of the black-robed swordsman.

In the eyes of people outside the arena, this is just the first form of Jianzong's basic swordsmanship. With the isolation of the barrier, everyone can't perceive the raging spiritual power in the arena.

But when the sword fell, "Kacha!" The cracking sound accompanied by a shrill scream came from above the ring.

"Ahhh-!"

The feeling of the soul being pierced by a sword is like burning fire, but the coldness engraved into the soul condenses it together with the frost.

On the top of the east, on the central square, on the arena of the sixteen sects in the east.

The black-robed swordsman who cut out the shocking sword slowly put the darkened spirit sword in his hand into the white jade-colored scabbard around his waist.

The sun was shining, and it shone on the entire arena that was covered in white frost and snow, unexpectedly it could produce some warm and crystal colors for no reason.

It seems that the sword just now was an illusion of everyone.

There was silence all around, everyone's eyes were blank, they could only hear their own subtle breathing, and the sound of the metal collision of the black-robed sword cultivator returning the spirit sword to the scabbard.

And the sound of the boy's footsteps slowly walking down the ring.

After the young man stepped down from the arena, probably without the support of the raging sword energy and spiritual power, the arena that was frozen by frost and snow gradually melted under the sunlight.

"Boom!" There was a dull sound.

The stunned audience of the arena competition couldn't help but look at the source of the sound, and saw that the Wujimen disciple who had been completely frozen by Frost earlier also came into contact with it from the frozen state, and the whole figure seemed to be drawn Lost a bone, and fell powerlessly from the ring to the bottom of the ring.

The outcome is clear.

"Dang—!" The bell, which was only responsible for recording the outcome of the competition, rang spontaneously, bringing everyone who had been stunned for a long time back to their senses from the scene just now.

Won?

Who's winning?

The one who won was the one from Jianzong who was at the foundation establishment stage and had extremely poor talent—Jianzong disciple Chu Yan?

"This competition, this competition, Jianzong disciple Chu Yan won..." When the referee said these words, his eyes were a little dazed.

"No—!! Our Wujimen disagree. He killed our Wujimen disciple. According to the regulations, Chu Yan, a disciple of Jianzong, should be punished. All his scores will be invalidated, and his qualifications for the competition will be erased, and his cultivation will be abolished. for!!"

Just as the referee's words fell, the head of the Wuji Sect babbled from the judging seat and stood up, his face turned red due to emotion, and his whole face looked a little bit distorted.

People who were still shocked that Chu Yan, a disciple of the Sword Sect, defeated a disciple of Wujimen's out-of-body stage with a sword, couldn't help but raise their hearts.

Just now that earth-shattering sword went down, the Wujimen disciple was frozen like that. In all likelihood, his life has been frozen together with his body.

The head of the Wuji Gate stared at Chu Yan's direction with hatred. It was this person, and it was this person who gave up their Wuji Gate's only hope of keeping the top sixteen places in the East Realm.

Since their out-of-body disciple all died in the ring, then this Jianzong disciple should also be punished according to the rules of the sect competition.

If he didn't accept the punishment according to the rules, Jianzong would declare war on the entire Eastern Territory if he didn't expel him from the sect.

The head of the Wuji Sect stared at the black-robed young man walking towards the trial seat, wishing he could abolish his cultivation by himself.

However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the young man walked all the way to the end of the trial seat, and stopped in front of Xie Yunming, the first disciple of Jianzong.

"The Wujimen disciple is not dead."

An indifferent voice sounded in the silence.

Since the start of the group arena competition just now, Xie Yunming, who had kept his eyes closed until now, opened his eyes at this moment, and opened his arms to wrap the boy in his arms.

Xie Yunming stared coldly at the head of the Wuji Sect with eyes that concealed his hostility, "Stop pouring dirty water on my junior brother here, he is not dead, and there is no need for you to convict my junior brother."

what?

That Wujimen disciple didn't die?

The faces of the people changed a little with the development of the situation, revealing a dazed expression.

The head of the Wuji Sect was also shocked by Xie Yunming's answer, but he still retorted subconsciously, "This is impossible!! Everyone saw the sword just now, and the sword went down—"

"The man is not dead." Another clear female voice came from the edge of the ring, and the unquestionable determination in the words interrupted the words of the head of the Wuji Sect.

Gu Zhiqing, who was wearing the costume of Yaowanggu's disciples, met everyone's eyes, reached out and took out a bottle of emergency medicine from the Qiankun pouch on his waist, and stuffed one for the unconscious five-year-old. Extreme disciple.

In less than three breaths, the blood color returned to the frozen Wujimen disciple's face, and he opened his eyes in a daze. He stood up slowly under the almost horrifying gaze of the crowd, and said helplessly, "I...how am I here? You...who are you?"

At this moment, the honest and dull facial features of this Wuji sect disciple finally matched his somewhat silly expression, and he no longer always revealed an aura of disobedience as before.

"This is the final competition site of the group arena, don't you remember?" Seeing this, Gu Zhiqing slightly raised his brows, "Could it be that you were taken away by someone? Why is your current appearance the same as before in the arena?" Does it look different?"

Gu Zhiqing just mentioned this possibility.

But without a doubt, her words awakened those who previously suspected that the sudden emergence of the "Heaven's Proud Son" at the Wuji Gate out of thin air suddenly woke up.

"Head of the Wuji Sect, should you explain why this disciple of yours came down from the arena and only had the cultivation base of the Foundation Establishment Stage? Wasn't it the previous Leaving Stage?"

Mi Xuzi, head of the Sword Sect, asked in a deep voice at this moment.

"I...what am I explaining? What can I explain..." The words of the head of the Wuji Gate became messy for a moment, but he also understood that if he was discovered at this moment, not only the Wuji Gate would be ruined, but he It will be over too.

"Tell me the truth—!"

The coercion of the monks during the tribulation period seemed to overwhelm the entire central square, but the one with the heaviest coercion fell directly on the head of the Wuji Gate, directly pulling his body from the seat of the judge. On the seat, pressed to the ground.

Jian Zong Mi Xuzi's temperament has never been very public. In the eyes of everyone, he is an upright and upright leader.But being quiet doesn't mean that Mi Xuzi won't be strong when facing issues of principle.

The head of the Wuji Sect was lying on the ground in an extremely embarrassed posture. His cultivation base was only at the peak of the out-of-body stage. Let alone stand up at this time, he couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

"I...I...I don't know...forgive me...forgive me..."

"Do you know the true cultivation level of that disciple in your Five Extremes Sect? I swear to God, if you tell half a lie, I can directly search for the soul." Jian Zong Mixuzi's words were powerful.

The head of the Wuji Gate didn't dare to hide it anymore, "I swear to God, I know that the real cultivation of my Wuji Gate disciple is at the Foundation Establishment Stage. But I really don't know how he turned into the Leaving Stage ...But there is a disciple who has cultivated in the out-of-body stage, and can keep the Wuji Sect in the ranking of the Sixteen Sects in the sect competition. I am obsessed with ghosts and acquiesced in his actions. I also ask His Majesty Jian Zong to forgive... ..."

"Stupid thing." On the side, the elder Yingzong who had heard the cause and effect cursed aloud, "It's really for a small profit, and dare to provoke any disaster."

"But the head of the Wuji Sect is also an ignorant person. He just wants the sect to get a place in the ranking competition. It is understandable to do so..." Taoist Fuming excused the head of the Wuji Sect , their Jiuyue Sect and Wuji Sect are affiliated forces, and it is not good for their Jiuyue Sect if the Wuji Sect is in trouble.

"Shut up, the last four sects are talking about important matters, do you have a place to speak?" The elder Yingzong scolded Taoist Fu Ming with a sullen face before he could finish speaking.

The expression on Taoist Fuming's face suddenly changed from purple to red, and finally he raised his finger to the elder of Shadow Sect, "The last four sects are talking about important matters, and our Jiuyue Sect is also the last four sects. You, what do you mean by that?"

The elder of Shadow Sect glanced at him, "Just your Nine Mountains Sect? If 500 years ago, Yue Sect hadn't split, you might still have a place today. Now a branch that doesn't make much sense, you still think of yourself as something?"

"You, you..." When did Taoist Fuming hear such sarcasm? He has a high status in the Jiuyue Sect. Although the other three sects did not have a good relationship with the Jiuyue Sect, they will not be like this The sword is on the verge of breaking out.

"That's enough, stop arguing—!"

"Send an order to immediately block all the gates of the entire East Peak, and not let anyone—even a mosquito go out from the East Peak."

Jianzong Mixuzi spoke with a sullen face.