With the script in hand, attack the villain Xianzun

Chapter 61 Mu Linxiao's Plan
The nine sword qi quickly rushed out of the four-corner barrier, and continued to pursue the caster, Ning Chenhao.

Ning Chenhao had no choice but to give up controlling the barrier to avoid the sword qi attack.

"Automatically chasing the opponent, this move is amazing!" A disciple said enviously.

The Jiuxiao in his hand vibrated crazily, it was the first time Ning Chenhao had such a big reaction when he saw it in his second life, even when he subdued it in his previous life, he was not so restless.

Is it...

Could it be the sword master's move that the little master just used?

Only in this way can Jiu Xiao's abnormality be explained.

Suddenly, the sword energy of Ning Chenhao who was chasing him suddenly disappeared.

Before Ning Chenhao and the audience could react, Hua Wanzhao's voice came: "My spiritual power is exhausted, I lost."

"Pity……"

"Little master is two realms behind Ning Chenhao, otherwise he will be little master if he wins."

Only Hua Wanzhao doesn't think so.

"Ning Chenhao, how many backups have you left behind?"

The corners of Ning Chenhao's lips curled slightly: "Who knows..."

This guy……

After swallowing a elixir, Hua Wanzhao glanced at the next game.

Ming Yiqian turned to Nangong Yi.

The name is a bit familiar.

Come to think of it, this person Ning Chenhao mentioned it.

Although I don't remember this person in the novel, it is definitely not easy for the male protagonist to remember him.

Hua Wanzhao stared at the ring closely.

Cheng Yingying asked: "Aren't you unwilling?"

After all, if it wasn't for the lack of spiritual power, Hua Wanzhao's chances of winning would still be great.

"No."

After watching for a while, Hua Wanzhao knew why Ning Chenhao looked at this person differently.

This disciple named Nangong Yi's sword moves are not gorgeous, and there are not even so many tricks, but every time he uses his sword, he simply hits the vital point directly, without any muddling.

This can only be honed through years of actual combat.

For every sword strike by Ming Yiqian, Nangong Yi could find a tricky angle to avoid it.

"It seems that Nephew Ming has met his opponent this time."

"Looking at what this kid can do, I'm afraid this game will take a while."

Liang Shijie said: "Yiqian is good at the inner sect, and I have never seen a practical opponent like Nangong Yi, so it is a good thing to suffer a little bit this time."

One of these two people has rich experience in battle and novel attack techniques, while the other has superb swordsmanship and smooth movements. They are two completely different types of cultivation paths.

Ming Yiqian quickly discovered the difficulty of his opponent, his eyes suddenly lit up with excitement, and he made nine moves one after another.

——Ask God how long?Where is the place?Sheng He Huan?Why bother?How is life?What is right?What is evil?What is love?What is wrong with the common people?
Nine moves in a row are more powerful than a single move.

Nangong Yi was able to deal with the first three moves calmly, but struggled with the fourth and fifth moves. In the sixth move, he accidentally scratched his right arm holding the sword while avoiding it.

In the seventh move, Nangong Yi's sword was thrown flying.

The moment the sword missed, Nangong Yi jumped up and caught the flying sword. At the same time, he twisted his waist in the air, turned over and pressed the sword, and used his strength to fly into the air, swinging the sword downward.

Nangong Yi's move surprised many people.

In order to ensure the continuity of the nine moves, Ming Yiqian held up the eighth move against Nangong Yi's round of sword energy.

As the last move, Ming Yiqian used the eighth move to get out of Nangong Yi's attack range, and raised the dust in his hand.

At this moment, the dust suddenly became huge, and it was cut in the air.

The entire arena was suddenly filled with smoke.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, it was almost a stick of incense.

Nangong Yi leaned on the sword and knelt on one knee, panting continuously. Ming Yiqian was also very embarrassed, but his condition seemed to be much better than Nangong Yi's.

In the center of the arena, there is a very conspicuous deep ditch, which was caused by Ming Yiqian's last move of sword energy.

"I lost..." Nangong Yi said dejectedly.

Ming Yiqian returned to the sheath: "You are the strongest opponent of my generation that I have encountered."

With Ming Yiqian's acknowledgment, Nangong Yi didn't show any obvious joy, but walked off the ring after saluting according to the rules.

Because the ring is damaged, it needs to be repaired before continuing.

It also gives the next race person time to breathe.

While sitting in the rest area to rest, Nangong Yi suddenly heard a strange voice transmission.

[This seat is the master of Yuexiu Peak. 】

Nangong Yi was startled, and subconsciously looked towards the elder's seat on the viewing platform, and sure enough, someone was looking towards him.

but……

【I'm just an outer disciple, and I've never met any peak masters, how can I confirm your identity?Furthermore, why did Elder Yuanying secretly pass on me as an outer disciple? 】

Being suspicious of his identity and purpose, Mu Linxiao was not annoyed: [The end is a match between you and the little master, I want you to abstain. 】

Such a rude request made Nangong Yi's body startled, and his first reaction was why.

Is it because she is the only direct disciple of the Supreme Elder?

He has watched Hua Wanzhao's competition and knows that Hua Wanzhao has certain strength. He will not be able to recover from his current state in a while. Hua Wanzhao may not be unable to win, so why bother Mu Linxiao?
In an instant, Nangong Yi's thoughts changed.

Mu Linxiao's voice transmission came again: 【This seat makes a deal with you.As long as you abstain from the next game, I will allow you to enter Yuexiu Peak, and I will agree to all your reasonable needs in cultivation.how? 】

Sounds like a good deal.

Exchange a game that he would lose [-]% to [-]% for a chance to enter the inner door.

Don't say anything about Mu Linxiao, this person has a weird temper, he can't enter Yuexiu Peak, if he randomly asks a disciple from the outer sect, if he is allowed to enter Yuexiu Peak now, eleven out of ten people will answer yes. .

only--

【Why did you do it?Will the other elders pursue it if they find out? ] Nangong Yi asked.

【You have too many questions, you just need to nod or shake your head. 】

Nangong Yi glanced at Hua Wanzhao without a trace, and weighed the deal in his heart.

[Will you personally guide me to practice? ] Nangong Yi asked.

This kid has a lot of thoughts.

[This seat will not accept you as a disciple, but if you have any questions about cultivation, you can ask this seat. 】

He didn't want to be Mu Linxiao's disciple that much. If he had the guidance and resources he should have, he would be no different from a disciple. There was no need to worry about being a master and apprentice.

In the end, Nangong Yi nodded: [Okay, I agree. 】

After the arena was repaired, Hua Wanzhao and Nangong Yi stood on both sides.

From a certain point of view, this match should be more exciting than the final battle, because it is related to who can represent Yijian Fengsha to participate in the Immortal League Competition.

Ming Yiqian and Ning Chenhao, who won the previous two games, have already confirmed two spots.

Hua Wanzhao is only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, while Nangong Yi is in the Dzogchen period. However, Nangong Yi exhausted his spiritual power in the last battle, and the time to repair the ring is not enough to restore his spiritual power for this match.

Standing on the ring, Nangong Yi said: "As you can see, my spiritual power was exhausted in the previous competition, and I haven't recovered yet."

Hua Wanzhao tilted her head to look at him: "So?"

"So I have a proposal."

(End of this chapter)