After rebirth, the big sister tore up the script

Chapter 93 I...lost...convinced...orally...

The moment the sound of the zither disappeared, Sikong Yan, who was in a half-devil state, instantly broke through the trap and came directly towards Fengyuewan.

Yan Rongyu couldn't hold back, and was about to make a move when he heard Feng Yuewan's voice: "Don't interfere, Senior Yan, I can handle it!"

Fengyue Wan picked up the piano, and with a weird body style, she swung her body close to the ground and passed under Sikong Yan.

When Sikong Yan turned around, Fengyue Wan had already put away her piano and her two swords were in her hands.

Fengyue Wan injected spiritual power into the two swords, and the blades immediately rang.

Si Kongyan was in a state of madness, and at this moment he lost all reason, turned around and came towards Fengyuewan again in an instant.

Ying Wuchen couldn't help but sweat for Fengyuewan when he saw Sikongyan punching a big hole.

Su Qingchuan: "Don't worry, little friend Ying. Although Sikong Yan has a lot of attacks now, but in a completely irrational situation, it is still more than enough for Fellow Daoist Feng to dodge."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Shi Wake who couldn't see anything on his face.

His eyes fell on his hands behind his back.

Tsk, it's blocked and I can't see anything.

Suddenly, the sound of the two swords' swords replaced the sound of the qin, resounding through the arena, the shadow is as elegant as a flute, and the clear and continuous as a qin, compose a piece of music that is both good and evil, strange and good intersecting, hard and soft.

Feng Yuewan knew that she couldn't confront Sikong Yan head-on at this time, so she continued to dodge while dancing her sword.

As time passed, some monks gradually saw the trick.

"Hey, look, has Sikong Yan's hair turned black?"

"Yes, yes, yes, and there was a red light in his eyes just now, but it's gone now!"

Chu Feidao has been paying attention to Sikong Yan all the time, and he discovered this change as soon as it appeared.

This nun, how did she do it? !

Zheng——

The sword that fell out of Sikong Yan's hand before and fell into the gap during Sikong Yan's madness sensed the call of the sword master, and returned to the sword master's hand again.

"Tsk, the most troublesome thing is coming..."

Feng Yuewan complained, but still concentrated on making sword moves with Sikong Yan.

She didn't use the Baihong sword taught by Zhong Limo, but the six moves of Pianhong taught by Tianhun Shixing.

A look of doubt flashed in Shi Xing's eyes under the ring: "What's going on? This sword technique..."

Ying Wuchen: "Senior sister bought it when she went down the mountain before, and I will too."

Is it a coincidence?Shi Xing thought, why is it so similar to the sword technique he conceived when he was free after he was injured?

Was it "he" who told her?
But even so, this is still an incomplete set of swordsmanship, does she have the ability to perfect it?

According to Tianhun Shixing himself, this set of Pianhong six poses was created by him after he transformed into a god in his previous life. With Fengyuewan's current strength, it is very powerful to be able to use the first pose to the third pose smoothly.

Because this set of swordsmanship is the same as cultivation, when starting from the first form and going down, the strength and spiritual power required for the latter form are double that of the previous one.

When Fengyue Wan used the third form, her spiritual power was exhausted.

Just as she was about to take a bottle of Huiling Pill, she heard a cold and quiet voice next to her: "You don't need to take medicine."

Fengyue paused like a elixir: "Huh? Are you alright?"

Sikong Yan: "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Here, your thunder tribulation is coming," Feng Yuewan pointed to the darkened sky above her head, "Can you pass it?"

Sikong Yan showed a confident smile: "Of course!"

"Then good luck to you!"

After finishing speaking, Fengyue Wan jumped off the ring.

The cloud layer of Thunder Tribulation was getting thicker and thicker, lightning flashed among the clouds, and there was a faint rumble of thunder, which seemed to be urging those who should leave to get out of here.

After reaching a safe distance, before Feng Yuewan could appease Ying Wuchen, a monk she had never seen before came to her.

"Fellow Daoist," Yan Rongyu introduced, "this is Ling Yaozi's disciple, Chu Feidao, and Sikong Yan's master."

"Senior Chu."

Ling Yaozi is Venerable Xuyu who has been out of his wits, and Feng Yuewan, his disciple, is still willing to give three points of trust.

"Thank you, little friend Feng..."

Before Chu Fei finished speaking, the first heart demon thunder fell.

But he didn't pay attention to Si Kongyan all the time like before, but continued the words interrupted by the thunder just now: "Thank you, little friend Feng, for helping Ah Yan to find out the demons in his heart. If there is something beyond Dao's power in the future, he will repay it!"

As if in response to his promise, the second thunder came down.

In Lei Guangzhong, Fengyue Wan smiled and said: "Okay, I will remember."

Then, the third thunder.

The robbery cloud quickly dissipated, and the spiritual rain fell, nourishing Sikong Yan's body that had just been struck by lightning.

And Fengyue Wan and others, the onlookers, also received a gift from heaven.

Chu Fei stepped forward to set up Sikong Yan, and said to the referee: "Fengyuewan won this match, we admit defeat."

Unexpectedly, the referee said: "Feng Yuewan jumped off the ring first, she lost."

The monks who heard it were in an uproar.

Although the referee's words sounded well-founded, those present had not witnessed the whole process.

Sikong Yan is about to go through the thunder disaster, so it is wise for Feng Yuewan to leave the ring, right?
Moreover, Chu Feidao said that it was Sikong Yan who lost, what kind of trouble is this referee going to do?
Do you favor your own family?

In this case, will Jiuyaoyuan still have credibility in the future?
"I lost..." Sikong Yan's voice sounded, "I lost...convinced...orally..."

There was applause all around.

A superb method for Fengyue Wanli to eliminate Sikong Yan's inner demons.

Because of Sikong Yan's atmosphere as a disciple of Jiuyaoyuan, the leader of the immortal sect.

"Master...please wait a moment...I..."

Chu Feidao stopped, Sikong Yan raised his head, and found Fengyuewan with difficulty.

"You...you haven't said...why did you...help me..."

"Oh, it's nothing," Fengyue Wan said flatly, "It seems that some people look down on me because I am Yinxiu. I just want to prove that Yinxiu can fight and resist, and heal people's wounds and demons."

Then, Fengyue Wan raised her head and scanned the surroundings: "Yinxiu, it's not the kind of tool you think that can only be used as a furnace to please people."

***
Feng Yuewan's words struck the monk's heart like an alarm bell.

No one dared to underestimate this cultivator who came from a small family and was known as a sound cultivator, but was actually braver than a sword cultivator.

"I found it," Yan Rongyu walked over, with a slightly displeased expression on his face, "Guess who is behind the scenes?"

Keep your hands clean.

That day, he only felt that the referee was very unfair. Although he finally announced that the senior sister had won under pressure, he could see that the referee wanted to judge Si Kongyan to win.

But Yan Rongyu, Su Qingchuan, and Shi Xing guessed something went wrong from the referee's unreasonable performance.

After the game ended that day, Yan Rong and immediately went to investigate and even let go of the Nanxing sack that they had agreed to do together for the time being.

Su Qingchuan twirled the folding fan in his hand: "Who else could it be? My good fiancee, Bai Yanyan."

　Alas, with the heart of Day 8, only the brain of Day 6

　　Beep (T^T)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)