With the script in hand, attack the villain Xianzun

Chapter 204 Hua Wanzhao Feels a Deep Malice
"Yes, Uncle Priest." Pei Jitong looked at those juniors and juniors who were still ignorant, "The last Immortal Competition..."

After hearing Pei Jitong's description, the faces of some disciples who were not in a good mood turned pale, and they faintly felt timid.

Hua Wanzhao said at the right time: "Don't worry, the elders are watching the game. If there is an accident, the elders will save people as soon as possible."

These words made the disciples breathe a sigh of relief, and they respected the elder even more.

Then the next day's competition, Fushui Zhenzun was the only judge left.

Elders from other sects asked: "Why are you the only one Fushui Zhenzun, and Daoist Xi Ling and Yushi Zhenzun?"

"Go down to watch the disciple's game."

True Master Fushui didn't show it on his face, but he felt helpless in his heart.

Hua Wanzhao and Mu Linxiao went down to watch the game in order to rescue the disciple who had an accident in time.

This is unreasonable.

But the problem is that the judging panel can't be empty, and Chong Yi obviously won't listen to Fushui Zhenzun, and Fushui Zhenzun can't stand it either.

So, Chong Yi left with Hua Wanzhao and Mu Linxiao.

In the end, Zhenzun Fushui was alone on the judging panel.

The first match today was Xun Ruoyan's match.

Hua Wanzhao whispered next to Mu Linxiao, "Have you participated in the competition last time?"

Mu Lin smiled and shook his head: "I don't know."

There are so many monks participating in the big competition, and it is a multi-stage competition at the same time, it is impossible for him to remember every one of them.

Hua Wanzhao didn't make things difficult for him.

The number of Jindan monks is not as large as that of Jianji, and there are at most ten people in a ring, but the number and power of swordsmanship that Jindan monks can use cannot be compared with Jianji.

After a match, it is common to break through or destroy the ring.

Xun Ruoyan's strength was not impressive in this group, and definitely not the worst.

At the beginning of the match, when everyone was unprepared, she swept away four people with a large-scale wind technique, and five people reacted quickly and stayed in the ring.

This took away four opponents, and made the remaining five wary of her.

The five people glanced at each other, and tacitly decided to exclude Xun Ruoyan first.

"If you're not absolutely sure, don't make enemies for yourself at the beginning, Xun Ruoyan will make you bigger."

Hua Wanzhao is a bit regretful.

The current situation in the arena is five against one, Xun Ruoyan is only in the middle stage of the golden elixir, but there are two golden elixir great perfections among the five.

Xun Ruoyan soon fell into a disadvantage.

"The state of the world is changing forever!"

Xun Ruoyan's sword gave birth to countless sword qi with wind power, and those sword qi entangled the five of them.

I don't know if it's Xun Ruoyan's lack of skills or controlling too many people, but the two golden elixir Dzogchen escaped from the control and attacked Xun Ruoyan.

The wind in Xun Ruoyan's left palm came out suddenly: "The wind of Yujiang!"

The two of them obviously didn't expect that Xun Ruoyan could do two things at once. While controlling sword moves with his left hand, he could also use spells with his right hand.

Mu Linxiao praised without hesitation: "This trick is good. When a swordsman uses the sword with one hand, the other hand cannot be idle."

When seeing Xun Ruoyan throwing another monk out, Hua Wanzhao felt a deep malice before he remembered to show the smile on his face.

"Mu Lin smiles!"

Before he had time to think about it, Mu Linxiao flashed his figure, rushed into the ring, and blasted the rapidly expanding cultivator high into the air with his palm.

Mu Linxiao could see clearly that the bewilderment, shock and fear on that monk's face came from the bottom of his heart.

boom--

A deafening explosion sounded.

In a small area, it rained blood,
Hua Wanzhao endured the nausea, and set up a barrier for the disciples who were blown away by the wind and sand.

The nearby sects who didn't react in time were not so lucky. Nausea and vomiting sounded one after another, and some were fainted by the scene.

Fortunately, there were no casualties this time.

Xun Ruoyan stared blankly at Mu Linxiao - she was so close to death just now, if Mu Linxiao hadn't suddenly rushed into the ring, she would have died.

Yu Yinqiu walked up to the ring with a livid face: "Thank you so much, Yushi Zhenzun."

His tone was cold, obviously in a bad mood.

That's right, Lian Chenhuan entrusted her with all the responsibility before retreating. As a result, such a big disaster happened after only a few days of competition. No matter how you look at it, it's all trying to make her unhappy. It's no wonder that she is in a good mood.

"The big competition is suspended, and the leaders of each team will come to the meeting hall of the Xianmeng after the disciples of each faction are settled."

After speaking, Yu Yinqiu left with the people from Xianmeng.

Back at the residence, Mu Lin smiled "generously" and said to Pei Jitong: "Yu Yinqiu asked the leaders of the various sects to discuss matters, most likely because he wanted to confirm whether the Xianmen Grand Competition should continue. Nephew Pei, you can go."

Pei Ji was stunned: "Me?"

What Mu Lin said with a smile was a matter of course: "That's right, you are the head disciple and the successor of the head brother, if you don't go, who will?"

What Pei Jitong wanted to say, Mu Lin smiled and said: "In the future, when you become the head of the sect, you will also have to decide on a faction. Over the years, you have learned a lot from the senior brother of the head, so you should practice in advance. Hurry up go."

Pei Jitong who was kicked out of the shelves: ...

He looked at Hua Wanzhao, Daoist Xi Ling and Fushui Zhenzun for help.

But each of them is either pretending to be deaf and dumb, or looking at the sky and the earth, or not looking at themselves.

As the youngest person here, Pei Jitong could only be squeezed mercilessly.

Just before leaving the door, Mu Linxiao's voice sounded again: "Whether it is to continue or to stop, please remember that your decision represents the decision of the sect."

At that moment, Pei Jitong suddenly understood Mu Linxiao's intention of letting him go.

"Yes, Uncle Priest."

Although Master Fushui is not good at dealing with mundane affairs, as a cultivator who transforms spirits, he has the vision: "Can this Immortal Gate Grand Competition be held next time?"

Mu Linxiao yawned: "Patriarch Fushui, this is not something that can be decided in one day."

There is no problem with this statement. In order to delay the time, or they are not qualified to make decisions on such matters, some people must pass it back to the Zongmen and wait for the Zongmen's decision.

It will take a lot of time to go back and forth.

What Mu Linxiao cared about was the expression of that monk just now.

"Wanwan, yesterday's self-explosion, did the monk say something?"

Hua Wanzhao nodded: "Before he blew himself up, he said: 'Since I can't pass it, don't even think about it'. Many living disciples have confirmed it."

Mu Linxiao said he knew: "However, before I slapped the monk who blew himself up today, I saw bewilderment, shock, and deep fear on his face."

What does this mean?
This shows that the monk did not voluntarily blew himself up at all!

Could this self-explosion be remotely controlled like a remote bomb?
Hua Wanzhao remembered the deep malice she felt before the monk blew himself up.

"Malicious?"

Hua Wanzhao: "Well, it didn't come from the monk who blew himself up."

Fushui Zhenzun: "The little master has specialized in spiritual consciousness skills, so he shouldn't be wrong."

Mu Linxiao didn't doubt this either.

"Wanwan, can you still remember the direction of the malicious source?"

"The judge's seat."

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