Unparalleled in the world, Miss Ninth Defying Heaven

Chapter 151 Recruitment Ratio
Zhu Lan: "..." What kind of reason is this? !

Yan Yan is also very helpless, but this is Zhu Yunhua's general nature. Zhu Yunhua's flower branches are not only similar to bamboo, but also unintentional inside.

Therefore, although Zhu Yunhua's vitality is extremely strong, there will be an important shortcoming after all. The shortcoming of each flower is different. Zhulan has not appeared before the transformation, but after transformation, it can be seen that her mind is too simple , never think of the bad.

After entering the Baili family, everyone is not necessarily together. If there is something to do, you need to act according to the face of others. Just in case, it is better to keep people by your side and watch over them.

Knowing how to use the divine weapon in his hand, Yu Chishuo planned to take the lead, but unfortunately, he met an opponent who was the strongest among the people sent, and his strength was the sixth level of the spirit general.

Three levels short, Yu Chishuo clenched his fist quietly, his face expressionless, "I'm going down, Yuchishuo, please enlighten me."

The other party has higher spiritual power than him, so he can naturally tell how much his spiritual power is, but he feels that he is a bit overconfident, so he smiled contemptuously and said, "Li Yan, come on."

What Li Yan was holding was a low-grade fairy-level spirit sword. The blade was glowing with a dark green luster. It was obvious that he had wood-type spiritual power.

Yu Chishuo poured his spiritual power into the small scimitar, and it instantly became a meter-long large scimitar with flames burning at the edge. It looked very heavy, but it didn't feel heavy when he held it. It was just the weight of an ordinary long sword. Master I told him that this knife is called Si Nian, and if he recognized the master, he would still feel as light as a feather.

Li Yan's long sword stabbed straight at his shoulder, Yu Chishuo deflected his attack with Si Nian, and a flame ignited in his other hand and hit Li Yan's body.

Li Yan raised his eyebrows, and concentrated his spiritual power to fight back. Yu Chishuo knew that it would be easy to lose if he faced him directly, so he quickly withdrew his hand and retreated.

He raised Si Nian and slashed down in the air, the flame on the blade rushed towards Li Yan like a snake, Li Yan quickly dodged, not daring to confront him directly.

Li Yan swooped forward with a sword in one hand, and quietly formed a seal with the other hand hidden in his hand. He was of the single-wood attribute, and he could only kill him with one blow.

Yu Chishuo raised his knife to block the attack, and was about to strike back when he saw the opportunity. The wooden cones that were stabbed suddenly caught him off guard. If it is controlled by delay, it will stop only when it attacks.

He raised a knife to open a few more, stomped his feet fiercely, and a wall of earth blocked all the wooden cones.

"Double-element? Not bad." Li Yan originally thought that this person was just trying to get into Baili's house and try his luck, but he didn't expect that he had some strength.

Yu Chishuo thrust Si Nian into the ground, and the raging fire burned all over the arena. Li Yan was taken aback, and hurriedly jumped onto the pillars of the arena, entangled some vines in the air where the flames could not burn.

Yu Chishuo was about to light the fire again, but Li Yan hooked the vines and went around behind him. He stabbed with the sword but missed. If he stared at the flame for a long time, he would easily have hallucinations. Yu Chishuo turned around and put the knife on his neck.

"It's over, Yuchi Shuosheng."

Zi Lang stepped onto the stage and said coldly: "Zi Lang, please advise."

The one who competed with her was a third-level spiritual general, and it was easy with her strength. Zi Lang flicked the black wooden handle vigorously, and the light blue long whip appeared.

The opponent dribbled the ball and hit it, Zi Lang directly used the whip to disperse the fireball, and then threw the whip at him.

The other party kept using spiritual power, but she broke it up every time. When the other party got annoyed, he reached out and wanted to grab the whip, but it seemed that he could grab it, but he passed through.

The man widened his eyes, "It's the wind..."

When he stopped, Zi Lang's whip directly strangled his neck.

"It's over, Zilang wins."

"At Xiashiyan."

Yan Yan directly used the illusion to change his face, and his game was even faster. His strength has not decreased much, and he has already returned to his peak state in the past few days. It only takes a moment to win this level, but for the sake of camouflage, he still There was a slight delay.

Zi Motong walked up to the stage wearing a black mask, which covered the upper half of her face, and held a Biluo knife in her hand. She wanted to solve it quickly, so she wanted to use a killer method to solve it.

"Mo Tong."

For the opponent's constant attacks, she only chooses to dodge. No matter which tricky place the opponent attacks, she can quickly find a safe position.

The other party was obviously very annoyed by this kind of dodge that kept running around him, and in a rage, he shot sharp knives all around.

On the wooden stake of the arena, a vine grew rapidly, hooking Zi Motong's feet at the same time as she jumped up, Zi Motong pressed his shoulder with one hand in an upside-down posture, and put the dagger on his shoulder with the other. neck.

"Under Qin Yinglin."

Qin Yinglin held his folding fan and saluted like a scholar.

The opponent was also a sixth-level spirit general like him, but he was a bit naive. Seeing him salute him, he also saluted in a daze.

Qin Yinglin pre-empted the attack, opened the folding fan towards the opposite side, and the outstretched wind attacked like a small tornado. The opponent erected an earthen wall and forcibly resisted the attack.

The opponent turned the earthen wall into a clod and flew towards him, Qin Yinglin's hand shook lightly, and the fan slanted sideways towards the opponent, the sharp wind blade cut through the clod.

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(End of this chapter)