Biography of Wei Zixiu Xian

Chapter 509
This is the natal magic weapon of a mid-stage Jindan monk, no matter how confident Wei Zi is, he dare not directly block it with his hands.

However, in the eyes of Yin Runxiu and others, Wei Zi blocked it with bare hands.

Anonymous gloves, they are naturally invisible to mortal eyes.

"Deacon, why is it so difficult for a person like Senior Wei who doesn't even have a decent weapon and still has to pick up a sword with his bare hands?"

The Deacon of Longmen who was asked almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

Shouldn't we admire Wei Zi's strength at this time, and he can grasp a big knife with his bare hands?

If Wei Zi heard this, he would definitely jump off the stage and beat him up.

"Little son, you haven't practiced yet, so you didn't notice that Daoist Cong Jing was wearing a pair of transparent gloves. Just that pair of gloves is a magic weapon. For ordinary casual practitioners, even if you want a natal magic weapon Difficult, but for Master Congjing, it is an ordinary magic weapon. It is said that Master Congjing's natal magic weapon is even a spiritual treasure. Master Congjing has a master and two ancestors, It is also a direct descendant of the Bai family, even an ordinary Yuanying Zhenjun, who may not be as rich as her.

It's just that this competition has just begun, and everyone hasn't shown their true skills, so naturally good things should be kept at the bottom of the box. "

The deacon of Longmen said in his heart, how many people in this world of cultivating immortals want to beat her stewing stick, but it's a pity that they are all ruthless.

If this little ancestor is really robbed, it’s okay if she’s fine, but if something really happens, you can find it from the ends of the earth, and the income and payment are completely out of proportion.

Now, according to the critical point, it has been spread all over the world. This little peony of Taisuzong fell into the sea of ​​mist, and it was because Lord Huashendao personally calculated it, and Zhenjun Guangling went overseas to bring him back.

Not only did he bring it back safely, but he also brought back a good little disciple to his sect.

The fleece has been gathered to a sea of ​​people.

If someone really provokes such a person, he will have to weigh it up, whether he can resist, the anger of two Yuan Zhong, one Yuan Empress, and a cultivator of Transforming God.

By the way, let me add that one of the Yuan Zhong has the same combat power as the Yuan Empress.

With such dire consequences, it would be strange for someone to try to get Wei Zi's idea.

After all, if you are thrown into the sea of ​​mist, you can always get it back. If you were killed and robbed in Xiuxian Continent, it wouldn't mean that your elders would dig out the eighteenth generation of your ancestors every minute.

On the cloud platform, Wei Zi pulled and pushed with both hands, and the big knife had already passed by.

It was during this push and pull that Wei Zi officially realized the opponent's strength.

Although strong, but Wei Zi calculated from Xing Ran's knife just now, her strength is only [-]% of his own, even if it is doubled, it will not exceed [-]%.

Wei Zi's Scarlet Flame Golden Crow Claw hasn't had any chance to actually fight since he practiced.

Now meeting Xing Ran, who is strong in melee combat and has superb sword skills, seeing Lie Xinxi, he only uses this set of red flame golden crow claws to fight her.

Wei Zi's claw technique has changed from jerky to familiar, until every time she makes a move, Xing Ran's blood is surging, so that the knife technique that she has always been proud of has frequently made mistakes.

Wei Zi seized this opportunity even more, and suppressed Kai Shanyin.

This time Wei Zi is not like the previous two times, he still keeps his hands.

Instead, it took ten to ten strength.

Xing Ran made a mistake, and could only watch the Kaishan seal hit her, and it was too late to dodge.

You can only hold a big knife in your hand, chop off with one knife, and use offense as defense.

She was originally a casual cultivator with ill-fated fate, and apart from this big knife, she had nothing in her body.

This big knife has been with her since she got it, and she never leaves it every day.

How many years have passed through life and death, all because of this sword technique.

Although Wei Zi didn't hold back the mountain seal at all, the moment the saber intent came, he successfully blocked the mountain seal for two breaths.

Just these two breaths are enough for her to get rid of the mountain seal and escape.

But she didn't expect that when she just avoided the mountain mark, a feathered arrow had already quietly stopped in front of her neck.

After fighting for so long, Xing Ran almost forgot that he hadn't even released his talisman yet.

Regrettably, he bowed his hands, conceded defeat and stepped down.

Under the stage, Hua Xiyan moved closer to Wei Zi, "I thought my uncle would really fight her to the end with claws and nothing else."

"Her saber skills are superb, and my claw skills, although quite miraculous, combined with the unknown name given to me by my senior sister, coupled with my body skills, and my strength, are the only way to fight her. They are evenly matched. If I want to win with the claw technique, I have to practice for a few more years.

After all, I am a Dharma cultivator, and these sub-things of physical cultivation are just icing on the cake. If I pay too much attention to it, I will just discard the basics and chase the last. "

Hua Xiyan knew that it was because Wei Zi was afraid that she would love whatever she saw, and that her learning was too complicated, which is a common problem among disciples of great sects.

So remind her specially.

However, Wei Zi's own learning is already too complicated, and it is not very convincing to say it.

"Follow Master's instruction."

Hua Xiyan thanked her earnestly.

"It's rare to see you with a serious look. Uncle, I will take you to drink."

"But the uncle's treasure?"

"You're only allowed one cup."

"I didn't taste the taste in one cup, at least two cups."

"Half a cup."

"Good uncle, you just love Yan once."

"Gone."

"Okay, okay, just one cup, it can satisfy my glutton."

Hua Xiyan likes to drink Wei Zide's Brachial White Ape wine.

But no matter how much wine there is, after so many years, it is given away and used for oneself, so there is really not much left.

Besides, the various functions of the wine itself are the most important, and the taste is second. It is a waste to drink a few glasses just because you are hungry.

Therefore, Wei Zi seldom takes it out to satisfy Hua Xiyan's gluttons.

Unless it's in a good mood like today.

will agree.

After the third round of competition, out of 560 eight Jindan disciples, only 71 remained.

One person directly advanced to the top [-] by a bye.

The other 70 people, 19 people who won first, advanced to the top [-].

In the first three groups of matches, only half of the people were eliminated in each round, but after entering the top [-], [-]% of the people will be eliminated in one round. It is conceivable how fierce the competition will become.

And who will get the No. 71 bye lottery is the most eye-catching thing.

Under the wall of clouds, Wei Zi looked at the No. 56 lottery in her hand, feeling a little regretful, how could she still dare to have expectations for a matter of luck, she was really big.

The No. 71 lottery finally has its owner.

It is Huan Yi Buddha's child.

It seems that Buddha's child is more popular, and it must be the Buddha's own birth.

When Huanyi Buddha got the lottery number 71, he just said in a low voice, "Amitabha", Wei Zi felt ashamed of his calm and breezy attitude, with no trace of smoke.

(End of this chapter)