Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 227 Struggle within the inner sect

A fierce battle between the two lasted for a long time, and they fought fiercely with each other.

On the contrary, many disciples outside the magic circle were addicted to it.

"Hiss..." Shu Chitu took a breath of air and said, "Senior brother, these two have really gained a lot from their practice over the past few years."

"This is much more powerful than when we expanded the mountain together."

Lu Ye nodded.

At the beginning, Kuoshan and the two had not yet mastered the true form of the Blood Demon, so they both used their own spells.

Even on the night of the black market arrest a few years ago, Zhu Jian could only rely on the Fire Crow Fan to show off his power. Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for several years, his strength had greatly increased.

However, he had countless dealings with the blood demons summoned by the Ascension Talisman, and his vision became vicious.

The two men seemed to be fighting fiercely just now, but their blood and fire were scattered and not condensed. Most of them were actually wasted.

His own white bone Yaksha body is stronger than the two of them.

Next, the other inner disciples will appear in the order drawn by lots.

However, it is enough to be used in the battle between disciples in the middle stage of Qi training.

Mo Ruyan and Wu Feng discussed for a while and decided that a few inner disciples who had lost all the battles would be among the dead.

Qian Jinjin is still decisive, just scold him!

She slapped Yuan Qing'er on the face to wake her up. Yuan Qing'er was so ashamed that she covered her face, choked, dressed and ran away. Naturally, she lost this round.

She also won a battle with this skill, but in another battle, she was unlucky. The disciple opposite had practiced the Xiexin Sword. He used a big flag to protect the left and right sides of his body, and then the mana boiled and condensed in the air. An illusory sword.

I am afraid that my cultivation has reached the sixth level of Qi training, and I may break through to the later stage of Qi training at any time.

Among the many inner disciples, only a few used the blood handprint, and among them was Zhu Jian's Taoist companion Qian Jinjin.

Wang Hu shook his head and said no, no, at least I didn't take off her clothes. The swelling on the woman's face looked scary, but in fact, she must be poisoned by the poisonous bees she raised, and she can always recover.

Qian Jinjin gave him a hard look and said nothing more.

"Junior sister..." Seeing Yuan Qing'er's enthusiasm, Zhu Jian distanced himself awkwardly and did not dare to say another word. He turned around and left, standing back in front of his Taoist companion Qian Jinjin.

The female opponent's disciple screamed and was almost crushed to death, and she hurriedly shouted for mercy.

About half an hour passed before the competition between the inner disciples was completed.

I don’t know what scenes she saw or what sweet dreams she had in her ecstasy.

Then the three inner disciples including Qian Jinjin were chosen as the top three. After the outer disciples competed for the top four places, they would be rewarded together.

Among the inner disciples, the most powerful one is Qian Jinjin.

She was originally a slender girl, but now she not only had her hair removed, but also had burn marks on her body from head to toe, and her skin was completely ruined.

When Qian Jinjin released his bloody palm, he saw that the female disciple's hair, eyebrows and robe had been burned to pieces, revealing her naked body, and she was almost pinched into nirvana by a palm.

Kang Shu coughed up blood and walked by, looked at Yuan Qing'er indifferently, and returned to the queue of inner disciples silently, taking the elixir and seizing the time to heal his injuries.

If a fifth elder really appears in Xuanmo Sect, it will most likely be this female cultivator who was born as a merchant's concubine.

This blood palm was naturally far inferior to what Wu Feng had used before. It was only about ten feet in size, and none of the fingerprints, palm prints, pores, etc. were visible on it.

Although this ghost fire is called fire, it is extremely cold. The disciples outside the magic circle felt bitingly cold and hurriedly used their magic power to drive away the cold.

Lu Yimei was thinking that if he used the Six Soul Swallowing Dragon Path or the White Bone Yaksha Body, he didn't know if he would be able to fight this guy to a draw.

With just one slash forward, Yuan Qing'er's soul was stabbed. The sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be torn apart, and the whole person was fascinated.

The competition among the inner disciples continued on the field.

Yuan Qing'er found herself bored and stood aside sadly.

During this period, Yuan Qing'er also entered the ring, but she used her own big magical weapon. She has also made great progress in the past few years, and she can cast a bush of ghost fire whenever she strikes.

Among them, there were also those who used the blood devil's true form to attack, but they were not as crazy as Zhu Jian and Kang Shu. They lacked that crazy energy and it was not very enjoyable to watch.

Zhang Cunyi sneered and said, "This is a fallacy. If you take fifty steps and laugh at a hundred steps, it will be the same poisonous damage."

Wang Hu smacked his lips and kept talking about sin, what has become of a good woman.

However, after seeing Zhu Jian's true form of the Blood Demon and Qian Jinjin's bloody handprints, Lu Ye closed his eyes and stopped paying attention.

Lu Ye ignored the two people's arguments and only looked carefully at the bloody palm made by Qian Jinjin outside the magic circle.

Zhang Cunyi looked at him with a strange look and said, "Second brother, if I remember correctly, your opponent was seduced by your poisonous steamed buns, causing the beauty bee to switch sides, and his skin was ulcerated and his face was swollen like a melon. It may not be much better."

"Senior brother..." Zhu Jian came out of the magic circle, but Yuan Qing'er pounced on him regardless of what others were looking at.

In addition, there were hurricane bursts while the fan was waving. The fire took advantage of the wind, and the wind assisted the fire. Balls of white ghost fire completely ignited the magic circle.

She called out to "Senior Brother" blankly, with a weird smile on her face. She didn't care about the fight, and left the magic circle and ran towards Zhu Jian.

Qian Jinjin commanded the blood palm, crushing the opponent's evil heart sword with one palm, breaking the opponent's blood devil's true body with the second palm, and grabbing the opponent's body with just a slight squeeze with the third palm.

Even everyone outside the magic circle felt that their souls were not stable, as if they were about to be sucked away by the knife.

There are also people who use the evil heart sword spell. The sword is just a vague shadow, but when the sword is slashed out, there will be endless screams following it.

Wu Feng took action as usual, killing the inner disciple like he was trampling an ant. Everyone watched with sadness.

When Qian Jinjin was facing an inner sect female disciple, he slapped the back of his head, and the magic power on his body spun wildly, condensing into a big bloody palm above his head.

He took off his clothes while walking, and after a few steps, only his bellyband was left to cover his body. The spring scenery was so graceful that Zhu Jian was so frightened that he hid behind Qian Jinjin.

The outer disciples never forget to become the inner disciples, but even becoming the inner disciples cannot escape the ten-year competition. If they are at the bottom, they will still die.

And the morale of the inner disciples is not high. Even if they are lucky enough to pass this time, can they survive the next ten years?

Seeing the morale of all the disciples drop visibly.

Mo Ruyan stood up and coughed.

"Disciples, the first round of the competition has ended."

"Congratulations to everyone for successfully passing the test."

"Now, there is only one last test left, and this test requires those who are willing to take the bait, without any coercion."

"It means four places are given to outstanding outer sect disciples to become inner sect disciples."

"Whoever has the courage to give it a try, please stand up!" The outer disciples looked at each other, and finally ten people walked out of the crowd.

Xiao Huanxi has the most disciples, including Qi Fangfang, Lu Ye, and two other male cultivators.

There were two or three people from the other elders' sects, but not one from Elder Tang's sect came forward.

Those who stood up were those who had broken through to the middle stage of Qi training. Lu Ye estimated that most of them were at the fourth level of Qi training, and there were probably some at the fifth level.

Xiao Huanxi looked coldly at Qi Fangfang and Lu Ye, but did not expect that these two people would dare to stand up.

In the battle just now, the performance of the two could only be considered acceptable. She sneered, but was prepared to watch the two of them laugh.

"Okay!" Wu Feng said with a smile, "We can stand up to ten people, but that's not a lot."

He had a bamboo tube in his hand, holding a handful of bamboo sticks upside down with the end of the stick at the bottom, painted with snakes, scorpions, centipedes, toads and geckos.

"My lot is made up of ten five pairs, and the heads of each pair are shaped like the same monster."

"Come up and draw lots. Those who draw a pair will fight each other."

“Let’s fight according to the order of the five demons above!”

"The five winners will compete for the top four! Even if the five losers, it doesn't matter. You can choose a winner to challenge, and if you win, you can take his place."

"Until the last four of us are left with no one to challenge us, we will decide who is the best among each other."

"The sect has also prepared corresponding rewards. We hope all disciples will work hard!"

As soon as he let go, there was a crackling sound, and the bamboo sticks fell into the bamboo tube. Ten disciples went up to draw lots.

Lu Ye took out the lottery and took a look, but it was a gecko, ranked at the bottom of the first round. Looking left and right, he found Qi Fangfang looking at him with bitterness in her eyes.

It turned out that she also had an extra tiger sign in her hand.

"Junior Brother Lu..." Qi Fangfang smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect that we would be fighting."

"But you have to be careful, junior sister, I will not give up easily."

Lu Ye smiled.

"Senior Sister Qi, even if you fight with all your strength, Junior Brother, I will not show mercy."

At this time, Wu Feng coughed on the stone platform.

"Whoever wins the snake lottery comes forward and fights!"

Two of the ten people walked out and entered the magic circle. However, one used the poison technique and the other used the sound technique. They were the disciples of Du Tutuo and Bu Laotong, and they started fighting fiercely.

Lu Ye, Qi Fangfang and other disciples who had not taken their turn retreated into the crowd.

He wondered in his heart, Qi Fangfang knew that the elders of the sect masters were wary of her, why did she still fight so actively?

"Senior brother," Shu Chitu whispered from the side, "Be careful later, Senior Sister Qi's flying sword is very sharp!"

"Her Gale Sword is a long sword with wind attributes. It is very fast and uses the method of attacking the enemy quickly."

Lu Ye nodded and said softly.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Shu, for reminding me. I've seen it before. It's okay."

While the two were talking, the winner had been decided, causing the poison technique disciple to release flying poisonous scorpions. Although the sound technique disciple shot most of them, he was still bitten on the neck by a poisonous scorpion.

On the spot, his whole body became as stiff as a tree, and he fell down like a wooden stake, losing the first game.

The following matches were quickly completed. Everyone had seen the top disciples of the inner sect fight, but the battles between the best disciples of the outer sect were only at the average level of the inner sect, and were not as brutal and eye-catching.

Soon, it was Lu Ye and Qi Fangfang's turn.

After the two saluted.

Qi Fangfang stopped being polite and yelled!

The flying sword in her hand was unsheathed, and it immediately shook in the air and pulled out an afterimage, heading straight for Luye!

Qi Fangfang's sword only moves a single stroke, unlike Gu Changqing's previous sword shadows that were divided into many and confusing, causing the enemy to focus on one thing and miss another.

Lu Ye's eyes flashed, and the flying sword had disappeared.

However, his martial heart was clear, but he was not afraid of such a single sword attack. Before the sword came, the skin on the back of his head felt bitingly cold, and he could predict in advance where the opponent's sword was going to land.

"Defend!"

Lu Ye put his fingers together, flew out the bone sword, and stabbed out fiercely.

Ding……

There was a crisp sound, but two flying swords collided together, sparks flying!

"what……"

Lu Ye connected with his own magical weapon, the Bone Sword, and immediately discovered that a random word was broken on the sword's head.

His own bone sword is a first-class medium-grade magical weapon obtained by Shu Chitu from the black market, while Qi Fangfang's wind sword is at least a first-class high-grade magical weapon.

The two collided, and although the bone sword blocked the opponent's thrust, he himself was injured and the sword head was broken.

Qi Fangfang screamed sharply.

"Junior brother, the quality of my sword is better than your bone sword, so be careful!"

She made a quick gesture on the opposite side, and a swift wind sword left phantoms in the air and stabbed Lu Ye.

"Senior sister, high-grade magic weapons may not be able to withstand me!"

Lu Ye laughed, simply put away the bone sword, slapped the back of his head, and used his magic power to fly into the air, forming a dark bone claw.

"Bone Claw Great Grasping!"

He shouted, and used his big claws to grab the sword in all directions, even with the intention of catching it.

(End of this chapter)