Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 462
"There is a knife on Sezi's head, you know that?"

In the arena, Xiaohuzi was fighting heartily while training others proudly.

Little Huzi has the upper hand, he is the king of his family, regardless of his speed and physique, he is eye-catching.

Especially the higher the level, the more Xiaohuzi's combat power is superior to the same level.

In the middle stage of Jindan, who wanted to start as ordinary friends with An Qingli, he was already quite embarrassed, with torn clothes and injuries all over his body.

If the price of striking up a conversation is so high, then he must do more weighing in advance.

"Tsk, you are not enough!"

With a "bang", the little tiger threw the man off the ring, and with a roar, he was extremely bloody and arrogant: "The next one will play!"

There are not so many impulsive people in the fighting skills of Jindan Realm, and many of them have been weighed, and they are [-] to [-]% sure before going on the field.

Because of Xiao Huzi's special status, and the thunder and lightning crackling all over his body, he attracted many qi-training and foundation-building disciples to look at him.

Little Huzi advanced too fast, and I don't know how many pills and spirit stones the master and apprentice piled on it.

Many people are envious. Seeing how quickly Xiao Huzi advances, one can see An Qingli's generosity.

Especially those monks who have fought against Xiao Huzi, many of them are still in the early or middle stage of foundation establishment, and some even feel that there is no hope of forming alchemy in this life.

Everyone's qualifications are there.

When the cultivation reaches the bottleneck period, the spiritual power in the body seems to be saturated, and no amount of hard work will help.

Some of this bottleneck period can be broken through naturally, some need opportunities, and some need comprehension.

For some people, the bottleneck period is only temporary for decades or hundreds of years, but for some people, the bottleneck period lasts for a lifetime.

Little Huzi, who has lived for forty years, has surpassed most of the people present.

Some people even silently lamented that a human is not as good as a tiger.

This tiger is following the right master.

A few days later, An Qingli Yufeng went to Baoqi Peak, went to find the master of Baoqi Peak, and took his wood attribute magic sword.

The master of Baoqi Peak handed out a green magic sword, touched his shiny bald head, and asked An Qingli with a smile: "Are you satisfied?"

An Qingli took the magic sword with both hands, held the sword in his right hand, and swung it slightly twice. After feeling the magic sword personally, he nodded with satisfaction.

It is indeed a magic weapon created by an eighth-rank craftsman. As soon as you get started, you feel like an old friend is reunited, and it is very convenient.

An Qingli readily paid the spirit stone and the elixir to the peak master's uncle, thanked him and left.

The Master of Baoqi Peak touched his bald head and was very happy. He liked this kind of rich and powerful boy. Not only would he be able to refine magic weapons, help him improve his refining skills, but also allow him to earn a lot of extra spirit stones.

It was he who had the foresight back then, as the master of Yifeng, he made a gentleman's agreement with this wandering master and apprentice early on.

He helped her refine and repair the broken magic weapon, and she paid him spirit stones, which was very reasonable.

In the small mirror lake, An Qingli danced her sword into a sea of ​​flowers, and the little red-haired fox sighed.

The sea of ​​flowers condensed by the wood attribute dharma sword is more clear and green than the sea of ​​flowers condensed by Yi Chiyan sword.

This little girl, who has played the sword realm in Tian Yunzong, really has some understanding.

After the new sword was completely in hand, An Qingli changed his appearance, took the sword and went to the Zongmen to fight in the arena.

The little tiger was wounded, and a large part of its fur was missing, and it fought vigorously on the stage, and there were many onlookers applauding and cheering for it.

An Qingli, an old man in the early stage of Jindan, did not attract much attention.

On another ring, a ring defender had won three games in a row, and was in full swing, waiting for the next person to take the stage.

The ring guard is a mid-stage Golden Core cultivation base.

Generally speaking, those who take the initiative to challenge are those in the early and middle stages of Golden Core.

Jindan seldom goes there in the later stage, it is disgraceful to win, and shameful to lose.

An Qingli took the newly acquired Dharma sword and stepped onto the stage.

An Qingli named this green wood attribute magic sword after himself, calling it "Qingli Sword".

The whole body of the Qingli Sword has a faint emerald radiance, the blade is thinner and narrower, looking from a distance, it looks like a verdant green branch.

An Qingli stood proudly holding the green branch.

The man on the stage stared at An Qingli closely with his eyes like a falcon, changed his victorious arrogance from before, and bowed his hands to An Qingli in silence.

Obviously, that person did not despise An Qingli just because An Qingli was an old man in the Golden Core stage.

Ordinary Jindan cultivators can't afford high-grade magic weapons as weapons against the enemy.

Before the fight started on this stage, someone keenly sensed the low pressure, so he turned his face and looked at the ring where An Qingli was.

A protective mask is raised on the ring, which is a transparent barrier to prevent the leakage of mana.

And this time, the guardian elder in the arena is an old Jindan late stage.

The old-fashioned Jindan told him as usual in the later stage: "Tap as far as it goes, don't hurt people's lives."

An Qingli nodded at the same time as the man, expressing his knowledge.

The elder protector retreated to a corner. Based on years of experience, he also knew that this was another inextricable battle between dragons and tigers.

"Please."

"Please."

The mid-stage Golden Core with hawk-like eyes looked at this unfamiliar fellow student, and did not choose to strike first.

It also seemed to be deliberately waiting for An Qingli to strike first.

This is a common test of patience in the arena. The person who strikes first is often considered impatient and inferior.

And in fact, it is often true.

Some people even won the final victory by suppressing the arrogance before the attack.

But nothing is absolute.

An Qingli, who could already call herself a swordsman, swung the first sword calmly.

She didn't care about the way of suppressing arrogance, she only relied on the sword in her hand.

First move, first serve first opportunity.

An Qingli shot very quickly, almost just a slight twist of the wrist.

The green sword energy went straight away.

Ninety percent of the root value of the wood spirit, and then blessed by the first-class wood attribute magic weapon, the castration is fast and the destructive power is astonishing, which shocked the elders who were the guardians of the golden core stage.

The Elder Dharma Protector cheered up all of a sudden.

The middle stage of the golden core was also shocked, no wonder the opponent's age is still early stage of the golden core, it seems that he has spent a lot of energy on playing the sword.

However, playing swords in Tianyun Sect is too nondescript, and it may not be able to achieve any great tricks if you play until you are about to die.

But these are fleeting thoughts.

When the green sword energy approached, the middle-stage Golden Core managed to dodge it.

After all, he is also the champion who has won three games in a row, so he naturally has real skills.

At the same time that Jindan mid-term leaned to avoid it, he also attacked An Qingli.

Several white silk threads shot towards An Qingli.

The white silk thread is made of the tendon of a high-level monster, which is extremely tough and invulnerable to water and fire.

The front ends of the silk thread are also decorated with pointed and long needles, which are hard to find, and almost blend with the white silk thread.

(End of this chapter)