After running away with a cub, I became the sickly villain Bai Yueguang

Chapter 101 In the way of him, he is also in the body

Xuan She's face was cloudy, her eyes were fixed on the movement on the stage, and her hands were ready to move.

... If something happens to Yanyan, he will kill this human to vent his anger!
But Ye Yan didn't give him a chance to make a move.

On the stage, Jia Ren's attack was so fierce that she was almost forced out of the ring, but a thought came to her mind... the one million spirit stones in the casino.

Gan, can't lose!
This loss was bankrupt, no matter what you can't lose!
The exhausted body exploded with infinite strength again, her black eyes sharpened, she clasped the side rail of the ring with her backhand, her body spun around to avoid Jia Ren's attack, and her feet landed firmly on the cracked marble floor.

With a wave of his hand, there are three rows of earth thorns, heading straight for the ghosts of thousands of paths.

The two fought together again.

The atmosphere in the audience became more and more boiling, and everyone's faces were flushed with excitement, as if they were on the battlefield.

"Senior brother Jiaren is worthy of being the leader five years ago. I was also fortunate to observe Dabi back then. His superb swordsmanship is rarely rivaled. Now that five years have passed, his strength will only be better than before!"

"This body technique, this attainment, and this sword technique have already reached the pinnacle, and their strength has long been comparable to inner disciples, right?"

"Especially this third move, the Wanzhen swordsmanship, is so mysterious! It's eye-opening!"

There were also many people who followed Ye Yan's figure on the stage, and murmured in a daze, "But that female cultivator is not bad, she really is a dark horse that was killed out of thin air, let me look at it with admiration."

"Not only did she break into the championship with her strength in the late stage of foundation establishment, but she was able to persist for so long under the sword of Senior Brother Jiaren..."

After several fights, Ye Yan once again confirmed the strength of this person.

Strong enough to have no flaws.

With her body and swordsmanship alone, she would definitely lose to him.

"Blaster!"

Ye Yan thought about it, and decided to change her attack strategy. When she turned around to avoid a wave of dense sword attack again, she threw hundreds of talismans out of thin air with her backhand, and threw them in all directions on the ring.

Rumbling--

The arena was blown beyond recognition, and the defensive formation was crumbling.

No matter how good Jiaren's swordsmanship was and how fast his speed was, he couldn't withstand the repeated bombardment of hundreds of talismans. His speed was forced to slow down, and Wanzhen's swordsmanship was forced to stop.

"You—" His face changed drastically, he was dumbfounded, and looked angrily at Ye Yan, who was pulling out a talisman.

Unexpectedly, this person still has a backup!

Is it a foul to use a talisman?

Naturally it is not foul!
Weapons and talismans that do not exceed a certain range of strength are allowed to be used. This is a legal means of monks.

It's just that most of the disciples present are sword masters and sword masters. Everyone is very poor, and no one is willing to spend money to buy talismans.

And there are still a hundred or so sheets per sprinkling.

Who can have such financial resources? !

This is simply blatant cheating!
Jia Ren's eyes were bloodshot, a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat like a stalk, he couldn't get up and down, he was so angry that his whole body's aura was almost disordered.

Under the continuous bombardment of hundreds of thousands of talismans, Jia Ren's speed became slower and slower. As time passed bit by bit, Ye Yan finally figured out his ghostly trajectory.

It turned out that he used sword energy as the formation pattern to create the Ten Thousand Swords Formation. If you look closely, the pattern of this formation is not difficult, but the difficulty lies in——

The speed of the sword swinger must be fast enough!
It was so fast that the time could be ignored, let the ten thousand sword qi sway from all directions at the same time, so that the formation could be activated.

While dodging the opponent's more fierce sword strikes, Ye Yan continued to throw talismans inexhaustibly, making Jia Ren's speed slow again and again. She carefully observed his movements and footsteps, and then quickly recorded them in her own Sea of ​​Consciousness, finally—every move of the other party was gradually coherent into a complete movement picture in her mind.

"If you are capable, you don't need to blast the talisman, come out and fight yourself!" Jia Ren finally couldn't help it, and roared angrily.

At this moment, he was extremely embarrassed by the bombing, his cold and handsome face became charcoal black and ridiculous, and his eyes were tearing apart, making him even more pervasive.

The whole person has disheveled hair, like a demon Rakshasa.

"it is good!"

A faint light flashed in Ye Yan's pupils, she took out the Suhui sword again, and crushed a speed running talisman with her backhand.

Finally, she moved.

Jia Ren also rushed forward with his sword, but before he could be happy, he discovered that this female cultivator was actually trying to... copy his Ten Thousand Swords Formation? !

It's really overpowering!

He practiced ten thousand sword formations for five years, but she couldn't learn them secretly just by copying gourds!
But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore, this female cultivator was really...really replicating his formation!

She fought against him on the surface, but in fact she was confusing his vision. Every time she swung the sword energy, it became a pattern in the formation.

If it fails once, it will be the second time, the third time... She seems to have inexhaustible power and spiritual power, her eyes are shining brightly, and she repeatedly tries to move forward amidst failures.

at last!

Her movement became faster and faster, and her steps became more and more treacherous and difficult to find.

At the moment when the [-]th sword qi was swung out.

The exact same Wanzhen swordsmanship shone brilliantly on the soles of her feet!

Naturally, Ye Yan didn't want to use talismans to repel the opponent. First, it was not moral, and second, no matter how good the blasting talisman was, it was only a low-grade talisman after all, and it was impossible to cause fundamental harm to the monks in the Jindan stage.

Since she can't beat him, then let "himself" beat him!
As the saying goes, use the other's way, and give it to the other body!

"You, you actually—" Jia Ren's eyes were full of shock, he was so startled that he couldn't speak, seeing the Ten Thousand Swords Formation created by him attacking him, he had no choice but to fight hastily.

Two identical Wanjian formations collided together.

The white glow from the explosion swallowed the two of them in an instant.

Everyone's field of vision was occupied by the white light, the defensive formation on the ring was shattered, and everyone hurriedly backed away to prevent being harmed by the aftermath of the explosion.

At the last moment, Jia Ren seemed to see a touch of water-blue clothes, and in the next second, his eyes went black, and when he regained consciousness again, he had already been ejected from the ring, surrounded by disciples who came to greet him.

"Ahem—" He clutched his chest, staggered up, and looked fiercely at Ye Yan on the stage.

She, too, was no better.

Her hair was disheveled, her fair face was charcoal black, as if she had just climbed out of a coal mine, half of her foot had almost stepped out of the ring, and her arms were veined and tightly grasped the few remaining railings.

When she was about to fall unsteadily, she bounced back to the stage, kicked the ground with her sword, and half knelt down.

She coughed loudly, with tears in her eyes.

The spiritual power barrier around her was broken, and the dust in the sky made her eyes red.

Seeing this, Jia Ren got a little annoyed, and suddenly laughed again, it's fine if he's not alone in this misery.

He stood up unsteadily with his sword and pestle, refused the support of others, walked slowly to Ye Yan's side, and said word by word, "I read it right, you are indeed very strong."

It was so strong that it was beyond his expectation, and he was able to reproduce the Ten Thousand Swords Formation by himself in such a short period of time.

Even he can't do it himself.

"But I'm not convinced."

He threw the broken sword to the ground.

(End of this chapter)