My fairy beast can't be this cute

Chapter 79 78. Holy Immortal Dragon

And at this time on the field.

Only Lin Buhui was left, and a red flame emitting like a candle in the wind.

And in an instant, this red flame also went out.

Revealing the already torn fire sword and the water droplets on the hilt.

Dull, like scrap metal.

In order to protect its owner, it tried its best...

...but still useless.

Yingjun frowned and looked at the place where Nangong Qianye was on the field.

Blank.

A piece of cleanness.

"madman!"

He couldn't help but cursed, and turned to look at Wuye nervously.

Seeing that Wuye's expression was still casual, he looked indifferently at the arena where only one person was left.

Yingjun realized something and set his sights directly on the playing field.

Ouch~nothing~ba~chihahaha~
Xiao Baicai was awakened from her sleep by the sound of explosion, and stretched out her hand to grab at her side with sleepy eyes.

Ok?
Empty!
Her eyes looked around in all directions with some sobriety.

When looking down.

Amethyst's big eyes lit up, and then she launched a flying dragon attack.

A fierce pounce.

Tick ​​tock!

tick!tick! …

Blood-red rain suddenly fell from the sky, which came from the world outside the world of bloody battles.

Landing on the ground.

Drop by drop, so bright red, so sad.

The sky is raining blood!
To destroy this arrogance, the heaven and the earth will mourn together.

The supreme supernatural power dies!

Compete with legends!
"Falled."

Countless spectators looked at the arena with regret at the expressionless face of the late talent.

Her fall can cause the world to mourn, just like a legend.

Legend, legendary miracle.

It has become a part of the origin of the world, except for divine punishment and martial arts.

Once it falls, the world will be saddened!

In their hearts, Nangong Qianye's fall has been a settled fact.

If a quasi-immortal weapon self-destructs, it will be difficult to resist even the six tribulations of legendary immortality.

Not to mention two pieces.

Unless your strength reaches the level of the legendary Eight Tribulations of Immortality, or you have top-notch quasi-immortal weapons and above.

In this situation, the three remaining seats in the air all turned their attention to Wuye below.

At this moment, he was quietly patting Xiao Baicai's back.

Put her back to sleep.

Seeing this situation, everyone focused their gazes directly on the arena where only one person was left.

At this moment, the handle of the dim Fire Sword had been torn apart.

The same dim and colorless water droplets.

Suddenly, an emerald green light burst out!
The light shines extremely brightly, but is not dazzling.

Very soft.

Just looking at the soft light, the audience at the venue felt extremely happy physically and mentally.

Audiences who already have mental power at the epic level can clearly realize that their lifespan has been increased by at least ten years.

"This is the holy spring of fairies, bringing the dead back to life! Just witnessing this miracle has increased our lifespan by at least ten years."

A well-informed and powerful person has already solved the doubts in the minds of other viewers.

You can gain so much from watching a game!
Immediately, countless spectators looked towards the arena with gratitude.

"how come…"

Lin Buhui murmured softly in confusion.

Didn’t Wuye’s drop of fairy holy spring be used on Jin Lin’er?

Don't wait for her to think about it.

I vaguely understand that a certain being may be engaging in favoritism and cheating on such top-notch immortal treasures.

A ball of red flame was born in the emerald green light.

The remaining light poured into the dim Fire Sword again.

The red flame also transformed into a cold woman wearing a blue dress.

In an instant, the red flames of the Xinhuo Sword flourished.

Like a red sun!
At this moment, Nangong Qianye's cultivation level has broken through from the bottleneck of the peak of Nirvana to the level of legend.

As for the original immortal power needed to break through the cultivation level, Wuye had already given her, but even after countless narrow escapes, she was still stuck at the bottleneck and unable to break through.

Now that she has died once, she finally breaks through.

snort!
Lin Buhui snorted coldly and flapped his dark blue wings.

The message was sent to Nangong Qianye and Wuye.

"If you have the guts, wait for me!"

In an instant, he sat in the sixth seat, and reversed the positions of the sixth seat and the fifth seat.

Now her soul has been seriously injured. Although she still has the strength to fight, the most powerful quasi-immortal weapon cannot be used for a short time.

Facing opponents who have fought countless times in the "Tiandao" game.

…The odds of winning are slim, so there’s no need to be embarrassed.

"Nangong Qianye wins and enters the top ten!"

Ah!
As the handsome voice sounded, Wuye looked calm.

After the real meeting, and the temporary failure of the broken hairpin, he now understood what was going on with Lin Buhui.

Simply put, he is a swan that is pampered to the extreme.

I don’t know why I became my fanatical fan through some deeds. I don’t understand what emotion is, I just want to get everything I like.

The less you get it, the more you want it; once you get it, you throw it away like a pair of worn-out shoes.

It would be nice if this kind of person received a blow.

However, given her family background and the fact that she had taken 100 years of her family's dividends in advance, there was still a bet. …

That’s it this time.

...and a warning.

On the arena in another folding space, Feng Yejing looked indifferent.

The long knife at his waist was drawn out.

I saw a white light flashing away in the field.

Feng Yejing took out a sparkling white handkerchief from his clothes with a calm expression.

Carefully wiped the clean long sword, a top-quality spiritual weapon.

bump!
The blood jade spirit gang of the legendary opponent had been chopped into pieces, and his eyes were wide open with fighting spirit, and his head had not yet calmed down.

It slipped from the neck.

"I surrender!"

The head with broken eyes let out a frightened shout.

puff!
The smooth wound was then sprayed with golden blood.

This knife speed is extremely fast!
Even the reaction speed of Dacheng's Golden Body and Chalcedony Body couldn't keep up with the speed of this sword.

"Player Yang Qiandao failed in the challenge, and Feng Yejing won."

As handsome voice sounded, Wuye shuttled to the competition field.

The immortal power circulated and connected the head in the air.

And stimulated part of the power of the fairy holy spring to be integrated into his own life drop skill.

A drop of emerald green water formed out of thin air and flew towards the wound on the neck.

Yang Qiandao opened his eyes and glanced at Feng Yejing with some fear.

Call ~
Patting his chest and exhaling a breath of fresh air, the joy of surviving the disaster spread throughout his body and mind.

Yang Qiandao bowed to Wuye and said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Wuye!"

In the legendary period, the Dacheng Golden Body and Chalcedony generally would not die easily except that their bodies would be torn apart.

However, Feng Yejing's sword intent was too strong and he was unable to recover on his own for a while. I'm afraid he would die on the spot before long.

"nothing."

Wuye responded calmly, flapped his wings and shuttled to the edge of the arena.

At this time, Nangong Qianye, who was waiting for a moment, raised the Fire Sword.

The sword pointed at the wind was frightening at night!
Then the space on the field was distorted, and Nangong Qianye and Feng Yejing appeared in the same space.

"This battle will pit the top twenty Nangong Chiba players against the Nine Xi Feng Ye Jing."

Yingjun announced: "The game begins!"

call out!
As soon as he finished speaking, a blade of light struck Nangong Qianye with lightning speed.

This sword light has almost reached the extreme of epic proportions!
This is speed in the legendary tier!When Nangong Qianye barely blocked the sword light, Feng Ye Jing had quietly arrived.

clang!clang!clang!
As soon as they met, Nangong Qianye was at a disadvantage, with several shocking stab wounds already appearing on his body.

This is not only a gap in speed, but also a gap in time and skills.

A veteran genius who is over a hundred years old and has already created a legend, and a young genius who is in his early twenties.

Even if they are in the same realm, one has just entered and the other has already reached the peak.

The fundamental strength is also dozens of times worse.

……

Although the injury was serious, Nangong Qianye's eyes did not waver at all, without any emotion.

The body took the opportunity to merge into the void, and waved the Fire Sword to draw a perfect circle.

Selfless style!
It's a pity that this trick didn't work, it just blocked a piece of air.

Feng Yejing stepped aside, his sword already sheathed.

Nangong Qianye stared solemnly in front of him without making any movement.

Although the other party is far from me in terms of strength and experience, they still can't stand up to the other party's martial arts and weapons!

Selfless swordsmanship, famous weapon!
These two have completely narrowed the gap between the opponent and himself.

And he also clearly understood that the other party's selfless swordsmanship had been cultivated into magical powers like his own sword-drawing skill.

If the true meaning of that martial skill successfully hits him.

This game must be lost!

Therefore, he must be cautious. The initial battle was just a test by both sides.

Even though he had the upper hand and the opponent suffered a lot of injuries, he still didn't take it lightly.

He understood that Nangong Qianye was aware of the gap between him and himself, and this was because he wanted to deliberately trade injuries for injuries and use selfless style to block the space.

...and get the result.

After a period of standing still, Feng Yejing finally drew his knife.

Knife drawing!
The white light flashed away.

The pure original sword intention is contained in it. This sword intention has reached the limit and is close to entering the Tao.

This time Nangong Qianye did not block the sword, and his right arm was cut off as he dodged.

At this time, another knife light came in succession.

Facing the inevitable sword light.

Nangong Qianye's steps were like a ghost, and her thoughts and body seemed to merge into nothingness, looming without self or thought.

The Xinhuo Sword in his hand, which had turned pure white, released endless sword energy and turned into mountains of swords pouring out.

Angrily kill Tianmen!

Under these sword mountains, the light of the sword was like ashes flying away and extinguished in an instant.

However, every time Nangong Qianye approached Feng Yejing with sword mountains, he was always kept away from him.

There is no way to attack Feng Ye Jing.

And when she took back her true intention, the ultimate sword light came again in an instant.

block!
Nangong Qianye barely blocked it.

The next one followed, and she had no choice but to wave out another mountain of pure white swords.

On the other side, Feng Yejing frowned.

If this continues, he will definitely win. After all, there is a huge gap between his sword-drawing skills and the true meaning of martial arts in Immortal Martial Arts.

It's not a level of martial arts at all.

Naturally, the consumption cannot be compared. It is no exaggeration to say that in this bloody battle world, a place where spiritual power is overflowing.

By relying on his physical body to absorb spiritual power on its own, he can use it almost infinitely.

However, this is not the way he wants to win.

A young girl in her early twenties used such despicable means to win the competition.

...It was really hard for him to talk about it.

……

As Nangong Qianye wielded Fury Tianmen for the third time, the power of the pure white sword mountains was obviously reduced by half.

It was just barely able to withstand Feng Yejing's knife light.

This is?

Is the fever already too serious?

Seeing this, Feng Yejing's brows relaxed, and he suppressed the discomfort in his mind about his previous behavior.

He faced him with his sword.

Since it is possible, then win with dignity!
At this time, a ball of red flames burst out of Nangong Qianye's body.

The Xinhuo Sword thrust forward!
With almost no time wasted, he flashed to Feng Yejing's side and recovered less than half of his injuries.

It no longer affects her, and exerts all her strength.

Just when Feng Yejing was about to react, she took the opportunity to merge into the void and waved the Xinhuo Sword to draw a perfect circle.

Feng Yejing's entire body was sealed in this space.

"Phantom Sword Technique!"

Feng Ye was startled and his scalp was numb, and he couldn't help blurting out.

With his more than a hundred years of experience, he naturally recognized the martial arts technique Nangong Qianye used just now.

This is a ghost!Let's hang up!
Two kinds of immortal swordsmanship.

He now also understands that the other party is completely waiting for an opportunity.

Wait for an opportunity to win.

Even if he didn't want to fight head-on just now, he was just playing kite tricks.

The odds are still slim.

And when Nangong Qianye had once again used his anger to kill Tianmen.

"I surrender!"

Feng Yejing shouted helplessly.

Hearing this, Nangong Qianye put away his sword and stood in the air.

"Nangong Qianye wins and enters the top ten."

Wuye carried the cabbage to the arena, urging the water droplets of life to emit emerald green ripples.

As the ripples pass through.

Nangong Qianye and Feng Yejing recovered from their injuries one by one, while the life droplet shape also lost a little bit.

The losses in the legendary period are already great enough, but for this type of talent with great potential, the losses will be even higher.

"Take a rest!" Wuye said softly.

Ah!
Nangong Qianye responded calmly.

Although his body has fully recovered, being devoted to the battle is extremely draining of his energy.

Especially this kind of game where the disparity is so great that you can win or lose if you win a momentary opportunity.

It is even more important to recharge your batteries and fight with a perfect mental posture.

Of course, what's more important is that among the ten seats, except for a few who did not attend, there were also an eight-seat and a five-seat who did not come.

According to the normal game progress, games above Nirvana are usually played once a day.

But under Nangong Qianye's rapid battle with injuries for injuries, she was the second person to challenge the ten seats.

As for the first Yang Qiandao, he had already been killed by a sword.

The gap between the top ten geniuses on the Heavenly List and others is so huge. Maybe the other person is the best in the legendary period.

But the one who can advance to the top ten is not a combat power comparable to legends, and even "Unparalleled" and "Invincible" have the record of killing legends.

The gap is simply too great.

...

Wuye hugged Xiaobaicai and carried Nangong Qianye back to the bloody throne in mid-air.

Nangong Qianye came to the ninth seat and took a seat in an upright manner. She closed her eyes slightly and began to absorb the greatly increased power of faith.

Pave the way for the legendary road.

aha~
Wuye yawned.

He felt that he was infected by Xiaobaicai and started to want to sleep.

But the current battles basically require him to take action, and after the battle with Nangong Qianye, he has no interest in watching other battles.

I could only look at the contestants in the arena drowsily.

Suddenly, he saw an arrow wrapped in sacred energy.

His eyes became slightly clearer.

And where he looked was a beautiful and elegant woman who exuded divine light.

She held a pale gold feathered longbow in her hand, and shot out another sacred arrow.

The momentum is huge, like a sea of ​​light.

Dispel all darkness!
And her opponent is a legendary monarch dragon.

He casually slapped away the powerful arrow with his paw.

Looking at Shen Yue who was playing kite tactics with him, a look of disdain appeared in her arrogant dark blue eyes.

As a legendary dragon elf, he could clearly sense that the other party was also a dragon elf.

As for the dragons who had special talents and transformed in advance before the legend, it can basically be concluded that they are the legendary elves from the fairy court.

"If you draw a tiger, you won't be like a cat. How can you learn martial arts from humans?"

Monarch Dragon couldn't help but mocked Shen Yue.

(End of this chapter)