Smashing pots and selling iron to cultivate immortals

Chapter 203 Plum Blossom Killing
Zongmen Square · On the Arena
Dressed in white clothes, Jun Guling looked like a fairy, standing facing the wind, his beautiful little face was full of indifference and aloofness.

On the opposite side, Wei Xian bowed his body and cupped his hands, his eyes dark.

"Junior sister Jun, offended."

As soon as the words fell, he moved his wrist, and a magic sword flew up in an instant, heading straight for Jun Guling.

But Jun Guling retreated instead of advancing, with [Plum Blossom Hairpin in Magic Moon Reflecting Snow] shimmering in his hair, and the pink and white petals came with the snow, instantly dyeing the entire arena with a touch of severe cold.

The dharma sword is flying fast, and there are seas of flowers in the places it passes, which is really beautiful.

But there are many murderous intentions hidden in this beauty.

One handle, two handles.
In the blink of an eye, countless magic swords came flying together, creating a storm of petals in this small arena.

Jun Guling pinched Fa Jue with a solemn expression.

"Junior Sister Jun, don't struggle anymore, I advise you to admit defeat now—"

That's what Wei Xianhua said, but his hand didn't stop, the dharma sword stabbed at Jun Guling in unison, as if it had eyes.

It was a killer move as soon as it came up, how could there be half a chance to admit defeat?

The killing intent in his eyes was even more undisguised.

"Mirage beads?"

Jun Guling's face changed, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

Then his eyes narrowed, and he said with a chuckle, "No wonder you chose this fairy, so you came prepared, and the person behind you really paid for it, even giving you such treasures as mirage beads, what a pity—— —”

With a wave of his arm while speaking, the scene changed instantly.

The originally cold winter day suddenly became warm like spring.

The tender grass sprouts, the dead trees are in spring, and the plum branches are full of flower buds. It seems that time has been slowed down, and the flower buds with crystal dewdrops emit fragrance against the sun.

Insects buzzing in ears, birds flying lightly in the sky.

On the huge branch of plum blossom, a beautiful girl held a young leaf in her hand, and a wonderful tune twitched out.

Everything looks so harmonious and beautiful.

But suddenly, the tune changed, like torrents, like waves.
Countless dharma swords were flying towards her with a cold light, but the beautiful girl did not panic. Accompanied by the melody, the tender grass under the tree grew wildly, and vines covered with thorns were growing wildly. Flying in the air, it smashed into pieces the flying magic sword.

At this time, the entire arena has been immersed in a sea of ​​flowers, and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers is permeating everywhere.

Wei Xian's eyes widened like copper bells, and he activated the [Mirage Bead] to the extreme, but his soul was still stained by the intoxicating fragrance of flowers.

He bit the tip of his tongue instantly, the pain woke him up a bit.

The heart is even more turbulent.

"how is this possible?"

"What Jun Guling is holding is just a magic weapon, so what if it's the best magic weapon?"

"But why is he still so powerless holding a treasure that can break all illusions?"

Wei Xian was a little anxious. If this went on like this, his soul power would be exhausted, and he might not be able to complete the task assigned by the peak master.

So when he gritted his teeth and made a tactic with both hands, the soul orb in front of him instantly shone brightly, and at the same time he saw all the emptiness clearly.

The warm spring day, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, and the sea of ​​flowers all over the fields are all fake.

And Jun Guling in front of him was standing at a corner of the arena, closing his eyes and manipulating the magic weapon.

Not missing the opportunity, Wei Xian decisively raised his sword to kill her.

Everything went so smoothly.

But at the moment when the point of the sword touched her throat, the beautiful girl in front of her suddenly opened her eyes.

There was even a hint of a smile in her beautiful eyes.

Wei Xian was startled suddenly, but at this moment, the [Mirage Bead] he was wearing suddenly shattered into powder, and the scene in front of him turned into a sea of ​​flowers in the blink of an eye.

The rain of flowers fell all over the sky, and each petal was like a sharp knife.

"Plum Blossom Kill—"

With a yell, the petals swarmed, and after a while, it returned to silence.

It all came suddenly and ended quickly.

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.

They only had time to see a sea of ​​flowers, but that Senior Brother Wei who stood out among the fifty sect disciples died in the sea of ​​flowers in an instant, and disappeared without a trace except for a pool of blood on the ring.

Not to mention that there is no dead body, not even the dregs left.

This is the second person to die in the ring so far.

Although the sect has something to say, there is no distinction between life and death on the ring.

But everyone is from the same sect, even if the fight is fierce, as long as the opponent is seriously injured and disqualified from the competition, they will generally be merciful.

But no one expected that the two people who killed him first were the two people who least thought they could kill someone.

What made everyone even more horrified was that the death of these two people was more strange and miserable than the other.

Chamber

"It just doesn't make sense—"

"We are both disciples of the sect, but they are so ruthless. How can we expect the slightest friendship in the sect? How will such a cold-blooded and heartless person benefit the sect in the future?"

"Also, what a refining peak, are you crazy to win? It's nothing more than a top-grade magic weapon, but you actually gave away two pieces in one go? It's too ugly to eat-"

The complaint was unsuccessful two days ago, and Elder Su Xiao, who was holding his breath, instantly pointed the finger at the Refining Peak.

But before Peak Master Muyun opened his mouth, Peak Master Ziyun of Spirit Beast Peak couldn't stand it.

"Heh, Elder Su really has double standards. The Artifact Refining Peak mainly focuses on artefact refining. Giving two magical artefacts to his disciples makes them look ugly. What about you?"

"Don't tell me that Jun Lanyue didn't give you the [Forbidden Spirit Pill]—"

"you--"

Elder Su Xiao's face turned red, but Ziyun Peak Master didn't care, and continued, "It's been hundreds of years since I took the spirit mine from the Refining Peak. Ugly."

"Purple -- cloud --"

With Su Xiao's eyes glaring angrily, these two words were squeezed out between his teeth.

"Why do you look at me like that? I'm not a man, so I don't know how to be sympathetic to others—"

What Ziyun Peak Master said was like a knife, and it went straight to Su Xiao's heart.

She has been displeased with Su Xiao for a long time, and it makes her even more bored when she thinks about that spirit mine.

Why did her Lingdan Peak's disciples risk their lives to cause trouble, so many people didn't ask for it, but asked to be in front of the seriously injured Xuyun old ghost whose realm had fallen?
The old man was almost a half-useless person himself, but he still made a move considering the sect's friendship, but he was bitten back when he failed to save people.

What's the matter with Xuyun whether the person surnamed Liu is dead or not?
Hmph, this group of people is not only ungrateful, but even took away a vein of mine and has not returned it.

It's not that she wasn't angry, but at that time, Xu Yun's life was at a low point, and he didn't even bother to say a word to these fundamental refutations, which made this group of shameless people succeed.

It's good now, and you still have the face to say that people have double standards?
Pooh--
what.

Ziyun's contemptuous eyes completely angered Elder Su Xiao.

"None of my Spirit Pill Peak disciples are good at martial arts, so what if I give her [Forbidden Spirit Pill]? At most, I can win a match, and it's not like someone directly killed my fellow disciples."

"Master Muyun, don't you plan to give an explanation?"

At this moment, Peak Master Muyun, who had no sense of presence, cast her a light glance.

"What is there to explain?"

"This seat has never given her a top-grade magic weapon."

"The [Huanyue Yingxue Plum Blossom Hairpin] was not refined by me, but that girl Gu Ling fought for her own strength. You can't even refuse to use the magic weapon refined by others, can you?"

"Furthermore, the magic robe on her body is not the one given by Zhiyan that day. Where did it come from? This is a chance for a disciple, so it's not easy for outsiders to ask about it?"

"However, I would like to ask Elder Su, when do I plan to return the spiritual ore from Qiqifeng Peak?"

(End of this chapter)