Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 228 Entering the Inner Door

The sword claws collided, making a sound of metal collision, but the speed of the sword was amazing, and it was gone as soon as it touched.

Lu Ye made several attempts but failed.

Qi Fangfang smiled.

"Junior brother, you might as well admit defeat as soon as possible!"

"Don't hurt your harmony!"

Lu Ye laughed.

"Sister, why don't you admit defeat as soon as possible!"

“It’s not too late to grab someone else’s spot!”

Before he finished speaking, his magic power was running, and another bone claw formed on his side.

He shuddered all over, no matter what he did today, he had to fight for the top four places.

"Brother, if you fight well, we will be proud of your efforts to grab a spot as an inner disciple." Wang Hu said with a smile.

Wu Feng clapped his hands.

Lu Ye saw Xiao Huanxi's expression changed drastically before and after, and he even used his heels to figure out what the master was planning.

Could it be that he used the elixir of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to replenish the deficient air and blood.

"If the loser feels that he is not strong enough, he can retreat."

Lu Ye raised his head to look at Xiao Huanxi, who was met with a sharp gaze.

Qi Fangfang's expression changed drastically, and she quickly retreated with her flying sword to fight again, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air, making it extremely difficult to see where the real sword was flying.

To be able to defeat Gu Changqing and Qi Fangfang in a row, this disciple is at least at the fourth level of Qi training, and he didn't even try his best just now.

If he loses today, he will be called to the cave in the evening.

"Brother, be careful about how many people are left. I have a good elixir to restore mana." Zhang Cunyi is mature and prudent, and is the most prepared.

It's just that Lu Ye's mana keeps replenishing, dissipating and condensing, and his bone claws always hold the Gale Sword tightly.

Lu Ye then retracted his bone claws, and the wind sword flew back to Qi Fangfang's hand.

"If you feel you are unlucky and still have some energy left, you can fight again!"

She jumped back a step, panting and waving her hands.

Qi Fangfang refused to accept and tried her best to activate her magic power.

Qi Fangfang rolled her eyes, thinking that she might not be able to win this time, and it seemed that she would have to find another soft persimmon to pinch her.

In this way, Luye easily defeated the first team.

Xiao Huanxi looked him up and down carefully, then turned around with a cold snort, feeling strange in his heart.

There were only six disciples left in this scene.

Gu Changqing had been sucked by her for several years and was tired of it. It was time for a change of taste.

"Sister, admit defeat!"

"Okay, the first round of duel is over."

This disciple used the Spiritual Essence Replenishment Technique. Logically speaking, he should have suffered a huge loss of essence and blood. Why does he seem to be recovering now?

His body seems to have gained weight, and if you look closely under his gray-white hair, you can see that the roots of his hair are black.

She couldn't help but turned her head again, a look of greed flashed across her face, her peach blossom eyes were watery, and the corners of her mouth curled up into a smile.

However, the Swift Wind Sword happened to fly by and was firmly grasped by both claws.

The flying sword struggled desperately in the claws like a fish swimming in a net. The sword energy overflowed and cut through the bone claws until large strands of demonic energy collapsed.

Lu Ye walked forward with his head held high, but this was not the time to be humble, so he cupped his hands.

"Who's going to play the first game?"

He walked out of the magic circle, and Wang Hu, Zhang Cunyi and Shu Chitu happily greeted him.

"Senior brother," Shu Chitu said in a low voice, "You didn't see it just now. You won this game, and the master's face doesn't look good."

Only then did we know the gap between the two sides.

"Okay, this round it's up to you to choose your opponent. Each of you will fight five more times. Lu Ye and Qi Fangfang have fought before, so they can have a bye."

The two of them were in a stalemate for a moment, and Qi Fangfang felt that her mana was almost exhausted, but Lu Ye still looked relaxed and had plenty of energy left.

Unexpectedly, when the two claws struck together, there was a buzzing sound.

Wang Hu and Zhang Cunyi outside the court, Shu Chitu thought in their hearts, but this time they missed the shot.

Wu Feng coughed and laughed.

"You must win to the end. I'm afraid there won't be any good fruits to be gained if you return to the master."

"After two battles, the ranking will be determined based on the relationship between victory and defeat. The winner will be ranked first, the loser will be ranked second, the loser will be ranked third, and so on."

Among the ten disciples, except Qi Fangfang who still wanted to give it a try, the remaining four losers left sadly.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ye's two bone claws on his left and right suddenly flew out, and together they struck the void in front of him. There was nothing there.

"Back to the deputy sect master, I would like to have a battle first!"

Wu Feng nodded.

"Okay! Who dares to fight?"

Immediately a disciple walked out, but it was the disciple of Du Tutuo who used poison.

"Disciple is willing to go!"

The two entered the magic circle again and saluted one after another.

The disciple slapped the beast bag, and dozens of venomous snakes jumped out. These venomous snakes were as big as chopsticks and all in different colors.

Wandering around at will on the ground, the bluestone slabs used by the Steel Rock Technique were as soft as mud under their bodies. They left deep ravines on the ground after they swam across them. It was obvious that they were highly poisonous.

"Senior brother, be careful!" the disciple said sternly, "These exotic flower snakes like mine are small but have amazing bounce. They are as fast as flying swords. Their venom is sharp and can break any magic weapon!"

Lu Ye smiled and nodded and said it doesn't matter.

The disciple whistled, and immediately more than a dozen flower snakes coiled on the ground and shot out. It was really fast.

This time, Lu Ye only used the Bone Sword and the Bone Gate. His body's magic power surged, and black demonic energy spurted out to protect his body and magic weapon.

The White Bone Impure Concept practices magic power and follows the evil path. It is best at corroding the avenue and has poison resistance.

The magic he summoned had swallowed up all the true demonic will brought by the iron-bone demon commander's clone, and the demonic energy in his body was extremely pure.

He really didn't pay attention to the poisonous insects cultivated by immortal cultivators in the middle stage of Qi training.

Although these flower snakes are powerful, they are not as powerful as real flying swords.

Although these flower snakes are poisonous, their poison cannot break his demonic defense.

really.

The flower snakes on the ground jumped back and forth, driven by the disciple, like dozens of flying swords piercing Lu Ye, all attacking from the lower three directions. It's not as elegant and elusive as the flying sword, but it's a bit more cunning and vicious.

Lu Ye sneered, and his magic power surged out. He dyed the two magic weapons, the Bone Sword and the Bone Gate, in his hands black. He used them at will to stop all the dozens of flower snakes.

These snakes are not as fast and sharp as Qi Fangfang's Wind Sword, and they only rely on their poison to defeat the enemy.

A snake hit the Bone Gate magic weapon, and immediately sprayed out a mouthful of green saliva. Unexpectedly, the demonic energy rolled on the Bone Gate, and any green energy was swallowed up.

After repeating these moves for more than a dozen times, Lu Ye became impatient.

"disease!"

He wielded the bone sword and slashed three times in the air.

Then he chopped the three flower snakes into six pieces!

"I give up!" The disciple on the opposite side was also obedient. Seeing that his poisonous pet could not break the opponent's defense, but was cut three times with a sword, he hurriedly gave up.

He was afraid that if the fight continued, all these carefully cultivated flower snakes would turn into pieces, and he would lose miserably.

Anyway, he can't beat Lu Ye, so he can still pinch other soft persimmons.

Lu Ye won again.

Another person was replaced, but it was a delicate female cultivator who plucked the strings of the deadwood harp. The sound of the harp was loud and at the same time, swords and various weapons could be transformed into the air.

Every strike is as powerful as an ordinary magic weapon.

Lu Ye first used the bone gate to defend, and then used the bone sword to fight back. Afterimages of the opponent's hands popped up on the strings, sparks flew everywhere, and he summoned countless sound energy to transform into large shields to resist.

Lu Ye laughed and disturbed his mind with words.

"Junior sister plays well. Next time you can go to senior brother's cave and play slowly."

It turned out that the opponent was also ruthless, and the speed of his hands did not change, and he replied with a smile on his face.

"Okay, as long as senior brother loses this time, it doesn't matter if junior sister goes to the cave and plays ten or eight requiems for you."

"Bah, bah, bah!" Lu Ye spat several times, thinking that it was unlucky because requiems are played for dead people.

This junior sister is petite and has a gentle tone, but her words are so irrational.

"Junior sister, you played a wrong note!"

"This string is wrong, let me check the sound for you!"

Lu Ye slapped the back of her head, and the Bone Demon used its great grab, grabbing her with a bone claw. When the female disciple saw it, she hurriedly slapped Qin.

Sit on the ground with your buttocks on the ground and your feet up.

It turned out that she had no socks on her feet, so she could just put them on and play.

I saw her hands and feet resting on the strings, and her twenty moist fingers played together.

The sound of the piano in the field suddenly increased, and countless sharp arrows bloomed in the air and shot forward.

Outside the magic circle.

Wang Hu shouted obediently and asked Zhang Cunyi, "Second brother, didn't your fellow disciple secretly learn your skills?"

You can shoot the bow with your feet, and she can play the piano with her feet.

What is your relationship?

Zhang Cunyi glared and said angrily, "What sarcastic words did the second brother say? Are you not careful about whether the eldest brother will win or lose?"

Wang Hu laughed, "You don't know about this, third brother. As long as the eldest brother has a smile on his face, he will be confident. See how coquettishly he smiles now?"

In the field, Lu Ye sneered again and again.

The Royal Envoy's Bone Sword and Bone Gate strictly guarded the door, and the bone claws in the sky took down the arrows fiercely.

The big claws made of demonic energy, and the phantom arrows popping up from the piano sound filled the air with demonic energy.

But there was a whirlpool in the palm of the big claw, and the demonic energy that was scattered everywhere quickly gathered back, still maintaining the shape of the claw.

The bone claws move forward inch by inch against the sound of the piano.

The female disciple's face changed color, she hurriedly changed a few more songs, summoned spears and halberds, and finally summoned Yin Thunder, but she couldn't force the bone claws back even half an inch.

Seeing that the bone claws were so close, he wanted to capture her body and the piano in the next moment.

"Senior brother," she suddenly stopped, only to see that most of her twenty fingers had been cut by the strings and were bleeding profusely.

She lowered her head and said, "Junior sister has given up!"

Lu Ye then retracted his bone claws and let her limp away.

After that, he faced two opponents. One was an expert in using poison and cultivated a flying silver centipede.

The same routine as before using the Flower Snake disciple, but attacking from the sky.

The poison is useless to Lu Ye. In his eyes, it is just a weakened blast sword, and he can only deal with it with the bone sword.

After he chopped off ten of the centipede's eight legs, the centipede was in pain and no longer dared to attack. The disciple had no choice but to admit defeat.

Outside the court, Wang Hu and Zhang Cunyi were beaming with joy.

"Good brother," Wang Hu said with a smile, "I lost to this centipede before."

"That centipede on the other side is picking at nectar, but it actually doesn't eat my steamed buns and meatloaf."

"Brother's pedicure skills are really good these days, but it's a pity that he couldn't chop off all his feet."

"Damn, it would be nice to eat some. I hate picky eaters the most."

Zhang Cunyi shook his head.

"Second brother, why do you always pay attention to these little things!"

"Brother, if he wins one more game, he will win all five games and secure the top spot!"

Wang Hu suddenly understood and hurriedly patted his head and said, "Lao San, please don't disturb me. Let's take a closer look."

He took a look into the field and immediately said something bad, the eldest brother was afraid that he had met his opponent.

The last person came on stage, but he was still under Du Tuo Tuo's sect.

This man had an average appearance and an average build, but he had many bite marks on his neck.

He took a different path. This man raised a khaki gecko. Before the battle, the gecko jumped out and bit the owner severely.

All the toxins all over the body were injected into the owner's body. The gecko's originally yellow skin turned white, and he was very tired.

This disciple roared angrily, his body expanded to two feet in size, his muscles all over his body were tangled, and even his eyes turned into yellow pupils.

There is a faint yellow poisonous gas surrounding the body.

The disciple roared and rushed towards Lu Ye, trampling on the ground along the way, crushing the floor hardened by the steel rock technique.

But he is one of the few strong men in today's field who takes the path of physical cultivation.

Although his physical cultivation is mostly an anomaly that relies on toxins, the infinite energy and blood contained in his surging body is not false.

Outside the court, Wang Hu and Zhang Cunyi felt their hearts tightening again.

(End of this chapter)