The Path to Becoming Immortal

Sure enough, just as the flaw was revealed.

A flash of light flashed behind him and stabbed directly at Ning Ping's back.

At this moment, Ning Ping slightly turned sideways, stretched out two fingers and instantly clamped the attacking long sword.

An extremely cold air, transformed into a sword intent, rushed directly into the opponent's body along the sword.

"Hmm..." The female cultivator groaned and her figure was directly revealed.

Her body was instantly covered by a chill, and her extremely fast body skills could no longer be used.

"Next!" Ning Ping then swung his sleeves and swept it down.

In an instant, a female cultivator below stretched out her soft arms and gently caught the female cultivator who was swept down, put her next to her, stared at Ning Ping on the ring, smiled slightly and nodded gently, as if recognizing the opponent's strength.

The victory was decided in an instant, and the whole field exploded again.

"So crazy! I like it."

"He didn't let the girls go either, and swept them out like sweeping the floor!"

"This person has good character!"

"Sure enough!"

Amid the chaos and noise, another figure flashed onto the stage.

"I am Ke Hanhai from Fenqinjian Peak, please teach me, senior brother!"

Ning Ping looked at the other party's fanatical look, and felt very strange in his heart. The other party's cultivation was only in the middle stage of the Golden Core.

After the other party bowed, he waved the long sword in his hand, and a sea of ​​fire rushed towards Ning Ping.

Ning Ping waved his sleeves unmoved, and it seemed as if the sea of ​​fire was ignited again.

It turned directly into a more violent flame and rolled back directly.

There is no doubt that the cultivator who just came up was defeated again and rolled back directly to the place where he just came up.

When the cultivator landed, he showed a happy expression on his face, as if he had some enlightenment, and sat down directly on the spot, and actually began to practice.

"No way! He was just one small realm away, and he was defeated with one strike!"

"No, that's not right..."

"I feel like this is a good opportunity to fight!"

"That guy seemed to be touched after the fight, and he actually started practicing."

"No, this is a rare opportunity, I also want to ask my senior brother for advice!"

"..."

Then a strange scene appeared. Those who challenged Ning Ping were just passing by.

No matter who came on the field, Ning Ping could find the most suitable way to win with his rich experience in fighting.

In this way, these people seemed to have found a treasure. This was a rare opportunity to discover their own flaws, and they all took the initiative to go on the field.

Many cultivators were thrown off the stage before they could even make a move, but they were all not injured.

The next fight has gradually changed, as if Ning Ping was being used to hone himself.

After more than a dozen cultivators challenged him, Ning Ping felt more and more strange in his heart. These people were less and less like a challenge.

He also realized that these people who came to fight him regarded the challenge as a rare opportunity to hone himself.

After fighting twenty people, he just drove a monk off the stage.

At this time, Ning Ping didn't need to speak, several people jumped up at the same time.

"I came up first, why don't you go down? There must be a first come first served!"

The monk who arrived at the stage first said to the other monks who arrived later with dissatisfaction.

Ning Ping was speechless for a while.

"Okay, shut up, I won't challenge you! I admit defeat!"

Ning Ping ignored the people in front of him and turned his head to shout at the elders with strange faces on the viewing platform.

"Cough! Then, then you go down first!" Shen Mingxu covered his mouth and coughed lightly, and waved at him.

"No! I haven't fought yet!" Seeing Ning Ping turned his head and walked down the stage, the monk who just came on the stage was immediately dissatisfied.

"Brother Shi, let's have another fight! You can't be partial to one over the other! It's finally my turn!"

Ning Ping looked at the other party with a dead look on his face, closed his eyes, and went straight into practice.

"Haha! Brother Shi is awesome!" Yuan Deheng on the side rubbed his hands excitedly, looking at those who were looking over here from time to time.

"That's right!"

But now there are voices of opposition in the field.

"What a loss! If I had known earlier, I would have gone up to fight earlier."

"That's right, I'm also preparing to grab the next one."

"Alas! It's a pity, I'm still thinking about how others will break my trick..."

"..."

At this time, seeing that the field was getting more and more out of control, the head of the sect Lin Hanxue stood up.

"Silence! What do you think of the competition? You don't know what it means!"

While speaking, he glanced at Ning Ping with a very strange look, and then continued to shout.

"In this case, Shi Yi won the first place in this competition. Everyone has no objection!"

After the voice fell, the whole field was instantly silent.

But just as Lin Hanxue nodded in satisfaction, a weak voice came from the crowd.

"I still want to challenge Senior Brother Shi, but it's not my turn yet!" The voice came from a female disciple from Luoying Sword Peak.

All eyes were focused on her instantly.

At this time, Huaiyou, the elder of Luoying Sword Peak on the viewing platform, blushed slightly and shouted urgently.

"Shut up."

"Oh!" The female disciple was startled and shrank her neck. She dared not speak again, but she was mumbling something in her mouth, and she seemed very dissatisfied.

"Well! Very good! It seems that everyone agrees, then you can take this reward!"

The headmaster Lin Hanxue threw out a storage bag.

"Thank you, headmaster!" Ning Ping's eyes flickered, and after grabbing the storage bag, he retreated without a sound, and then spread his body and flew towards his own Hidden Sword Peak.

Seeing Ning Ping's back, Lin Hanxue nodded secretly without a change of expression. This boy finally knew how to advance and retreat. If he stayed here, the competition would not continue.

At this moment, the whole martial arts field made a buzzing sound.

"No way, the first place is decided directly!"

"What a strange news, he admitted defeat and became the first place!"

"Brother Shi is not the first, but you can be?"

"That's right, you can beat him!"

"Well deserved!"

"It's a pity that I didn't have a match with Brother Shi!"

"This is a strange news, it seems that the first place has been decided before the first round!"

"If you can challenge everyone directly, then you can be the first place!"

"..."

"Okay! Next, the top nine will be decided, everyone continue!" Seeing that the matter came to an end, Shen Mingxu, as the host of the competition, also quickly announced the continuation of the competition.

The elders on the viewing platform, however, had their souls fluctuating faintly, and looked at the head Lin Hanxue from time to time.

Lin Hanxue frowned from time to time, and seemed to be annoyed.

Ning Ping was relieved as soon as he left.

Dabi was still very nervous when he made the move just now, fearing that others would notice something, but now everything seems to be fine.