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Chapter 372 Wei Buer's scheming and Xiuxiu's self-indulgence (Happy New Year!)

(One)

Holding the Essence and Blood Talisman tightly in one hand, Tibetan Sword sighed heavily in his heart.

Just now, everyone in Yun Yinzong had the upper hand, showing a slightly relaxed attitude.

The moment [Golden Owl Sword Formation] takes off is the best time to activate the blood essence talisman and extract Wei Buer's blood essence.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so vigilant and resorted to strange evasion methods, and survived the blow he was determined to get.

The [Golden Owl Sword Formation] he used just now was just an ordinary magic weapon sword formation a few years ago.

The last time I participated in the Void Trial of Li Yunjing's Dojo, I learned something, and then I added a new understanding of the two ways of adversity and seeking the leader in the process of not being able to seek a teacher. Only by mastering the way of the sword can this set of "self-created supernatural powers" based on the magic weapon sword array and sublimated by the supernatural powers of sea-suppressing beasts increase several times in power.

When the supernatural powers were formed, he had tested them in private.

He himself was also shocked by the frightening power of the sword array - with [-]% of the power, it would be difficult for a cultivator in the psychic realm to resist; if he used [-]% of the power, it would be very possible to kill a cultivator in the ground bridge realm by leapfrogging.

In this way, he is already sure about the road to the championship this time.

So far, this set of sword formations has not been displayed in front of the world - he knows what kind of sensation it will cause after the display.

Unexpectedly, at the moment of first testing his edge, he got off to a bad start.

Thinking of this, a stern look flashed in his eyes - once the sword was out of its sheath, it couldn't stop.

This time, he must win.

Only in this way can he continue to move forward in the Grand Competition, achieve the final victory, and fulfill his regrets of seeking the best way, and only then can he ride the wind and waves and continue to walk on the road of practice resolutely.

He must also get Wei Buer's blood essence—the promise of [Sanhua Cave] is too important to him.

Without this opportunity, how much would a poor monk like him, who was born in a humble sect, have to pay, and how many bumpy roads would he have to walk, to get the "Tongqiao Pill" that is indispensable to the Earth Bridge Realm?
Perhaps, there will never be a second chance in his life - he is determined and will go all out.

He was trembling throbbingly, and the sea-suppressing beast [Sword Owl] exuded a golden light in the inner sea, and suddenly let out a clear cry—above the ring, dozens of swords suddenly hung quietly in mid-air, pulling Wei Buer from the sky. From top to bottom, from left to right, from front to back, surrounded by a dense crowd.

With just a thought, [Golden Owl Sword Formation] will operate, and the swords will follow their respective trajectories, and a meat-grinding feast will be staged soon...

(two)

Wei Buer almost fled to a dead end.

Dozens of swords hang silently around, the sword's edge is showing cold light, and the aura of killing reverberates in the air.

The blue and red long river wrapped him like a felt blanket, but it seemed that it couldn't match the sword array of Zhenhai Beast in front of him.

After all, he somewhat underestimated Hidden Sword One.

Even, some underestimated the depth of the monk world.

I always thought that relying on the strange skills taught by the old man in the tree hole and the special ability of Zhenhai Beast, he could stand out from the crowd of monks of the same rank.

Look at the sword array in front of you, and the stern-faced sword cultivator.

He felt that his original idea was a bit ridiculous - the other party was actually just a monk of a humble sect, and he could easily push him into danger.

And this set of sword formations is really extraordinary in terms of appearance and power.

From this point of view, it is still necessary to meticulously prepare a handy magic weapon, or even a magic weapon - this gave him the idea of ​​putting more effort into things outside his body for the first time in his life.

It's too late to say anything now.

With nowhere to go, he became more calm.

[Move at will] I used it just now, but it won't work in a short time.

【Instantaneous】Certainly can be used to get out of trouble.But very few people know about this trick, if it is not a last resort, he will never let others know.

With so many spectators right now, it's not cost-effective to expose one's unique skills for the sake of winning or losing a match.

Are you really going to fall here?
He wrapped himself tightly in a blue and red river, and his whole body was suspended in the air.

The golden lights of dozens of swords surrounded him, and the three colors of gold, red and blue were mixed, as if he was a visitor from another world.

Recite a sentence in my heart, "Go up and look at the meander of the river", and everything around you will enter the sea of ​​​​heart, and the direction of each sword's edge can be clearly distinguished with subtle differences.

And the trajectories of the swords that are about to run are also speculated to be seven or eight.

There are "rising up and looking at the meander of the river" to see the overall situation, there is "clouds moving and water rushing" to walk on the body, and there is a strange skill of folding the body.

At this moment, he is very confident that he will continue to circle with the hidden sword.

But I don't know if time will be on my side...

(three)

At this moment, a shadow suddenly cast down from the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a violent gust of wind howled.

The coercion of the monks in the heaven and man realm followed closely, like a huge palm pressing down from the top of the ring.

All the swords in Zang Jianyi seemed to have lost their spirituality, and fell to the ground in a crash.

Jin Xiao Xuying also shrank back into his flesh in an instant, and fell to the ground with a sluggish body, unable to crawl.

Looking up, a middle-aged man in a blue robe was floating in the air above the ring, looking down with a serious face.

He was uneasy and somewhat puzzled, he didn't understand where this unreasonable disaster came from - would the ring competition also provoke enemies?

He looked up at his opponent.

Of course Wei Buer also returned to the ground.

But fortunately, he had made enough mental preparations in advance. At the first moment when the signs of disaster appeared, he ended the fighting state, sat down cross-legged, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the uninvited guest in the sky.

In front of monks in the Heaven and Human Realm, he can still be so calm, but he feels a bit of an extraterrestrial expert out of thin air-it's funny to think about it, it's this time, what's the use of pretending to be an expert?

He turned his head to look at the entrance of the arena - Li Wuying hadn't arrived yet.

This is not unexpected.

It's tens of thousands of miles away from the East China Sea Demon Territory, and it's such a short time, how could it be possible to come here in such a short time.

Li Wuying is willing to go all out without hesitation, which is already a rare act of righteousness.

He withdrew his gaze, and his mind was unexpectedly calm, as if he had already made a dam in his heart because he knew today.He has done his best, so there should be no regrets.

It also seems that he has been used to running away for many years, and the habit eventually becomes natural.

And just outside the ring, the discussion about ant nests and insects and ants also gave him another sense of today's catastrophe.

As an ant, since it is walking on the trajectory of the huge wheel, since it did not escape in time, it should be prepared to be crushed.

"Wei Buer, a disciple of Yun Yinzong's Kuzhou Academy,"

The man in the blue robe said: "The clan alliance has a life, you just follow me!"

The tone cannot be questioned in the slightest.

Wei Buer smiled bitterly in his heart, and suddenly looked up at the top of the viewing platform, where Li Yunjing was alone.

Logically speaking, as a disciple of Li Yunjing's sect, he was threatened and taken away by another cultivator in the Heaven-Human Realm, so he should ask the "Master" for instructions.

On this dangerous day, he did not choose to give up the game, did not choose to wait for Li Wuying to die in Yunyinzong's resident, but came here to compete with Tibetan Sword in an upright manner. Keep your mouth shut—Li Yunjing will come.

Of course he was lucky and wanted to see if Li Yunjing would let his apprentice be taken away under his nose.

For the coach of the Incarnation Camp, no matter what, this is a matter of great loss of face.

But seeing Li Yunjing's lifeless look in the solitary room, the other party seemed to have known something a long time ago, and there was no need to humiliate himself.

The luck that Bu Er reported was also in vain.

After the man in the blue robe finished speaking, a gust of wind rolled towards Wei Buer, and the person who was wrapped around him floated up quickly...

On the sidelines, a crowd of spectators shivered under the coercion of the monks in the Heavenly Human Realm, and were dumbfounded.

(four)

"Fellow Daoist Lu, wait a minute!"

Just when the blue-robed man was about to take Wei Buer out of the ring, Li Yunjing escaped from the private room and said with a grim expression.

"what?"

After hearing this, the monk surnamed Lu stopped his figure, turned around and cupped his hands, and said with a smile, "Why is Fellow Daoist Li here?"

Li Yunjing said in his heart that you are quite good at putting on a show.

But in front of so many people, it's really not the time to talk.

"It's better to come to my room and have a talk." She said lightly.

Cultivator surnamed Lu thought for a while, nodded in agreement, and added, "The time my ancestors allow me is limited, we must hurry up."

After all, he threw Buer on the ring, cast a cold glance, and followed Li Yunjing.

The huge coercion that was still overwhelming just now disappeared.

On the viewing platform, a large number of spectators hurriedly left amidst the noise—obviously, no one wanted to get involved in such disputes.

In an instant, only Yun Yinzong and Huashan Jianzong were left.And Zhong Xiuxiu in the corner.

And the few people who fainted in the ring battle before were left aside by the monks of the Incarnation Camp, and they were placed in a row like corpses-although the protective jade pendant can save lives, it needs to absorb a lot of mana from the wearer, which is also considered a failure. punished.These people's mana was drained in one blow, and it may take several hours to turn around.

"Senior brother in charge,"

Yuan Zhen hurriedly persuaded Li Qingyun: "This is a place of right and wrong, why not us..."

Li Qingyun thought about it, but shook his head: "When the disaster comes, we can't hide it. If it's true that our sect is implicated because of Bu Er, we can flee to the ends of the earth, but it won't help. It's better to wait and see here."

Yuan Zhen clung to his ear, with resentment on her face: "I said that this kid is pregnant with Bi Fei, and he is a disaster..."

(Fives)

Huashan Jianzong Ding Mouxi and his party are a little difficult at the moment.

He wanted to leave, but the outcome was not decided, and Cang Jianyi had the upper hand just now.

If you leave early, if you count Tibetan Jian as abstaining, wouldn't it be a waste of all previous efforts.

If you want to stay, it is clear here that the plan involving monks in the heaven and man realm is involved. How can a small sect and sect get involved?
"Senior brother, we..."

Ding Mouxi looked at Tibetan Jianyi who had just stood up on the ring, and thought that with Jianyi's character, he would definitely stay and wait for the final result.

Anyway, this is Jian Yi's last chance to escape from the Northwest Sea of ​​Misery.All the hopes for the rise and fall of the Huashan Sword Sect are placed on him. If he doesn't leave, how can he feel at ease if he leaves?
Simply send the rest of the people away, leaving only myself to wait and see the development of the situation.

He looked around the field, and on the other side stood several elders of Yun Yinzong, all of whom were in the ground bridge realm. If it was logical, he would have to call him senior.

I thought to myself that I am a humble sect, and the highest cultivation in the sect is no more than the peak of the psychic realm, but the disciples under the sect are far better than these monks of the great sect.

There are disciples like this, so what can the teacher ask for?

(six)

This group arena has reached such a point that it is no longer possible to continue the fight.

Of course Cang Jianyi wouldn't leave, but just looked at Wei Buer with curiosity on his face.

Thinking of the matter entrusted to him by the two of them in [Sanhua Cave], he wondered how evil this person was, and how he had provoked so many enemies.

Wei Buer breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that Li Yunjing was really willing to speak up for him.

He guessed that, as the head coach of the Incarnation Camp, Li Yunjing still had some weight among those old monsters who had attained enlightenment.

If she can come forward, the matter may still have room to spread - now, he can only wait for the final "judgment" of fate with insignificant luck.

Xiuxiu quickly walked over from the viewing platform and asked him what was going on.

He replied with a smile on his face: "Most likely, Senior Lu has something to ask."

Xiuxiu saw it right away: "Does it need to interrupt this group arena aggressively? Then take you away forcibly in front of Marshal Li?"

"Senior Lu has his own consideration."

Xiuxiu frowned and said, "Wei Buer, to this day, you still haven't told me the truth?"

As she spoke, she suddenly thought of the silk paper that Lu Ying had left for her, and felt more uneasy in her heart, and said quickly, "You come with me, I have a way to protect you..."

But she thought of asking Lu Ying for help—she didn't even have time to imagine the disaster this would bring to herself.

Seeing her worried expression, Bu Er couldn't help being moved - it seemed that she was the only one left to rush up to ask the cold and warm.

At this moment of life and death, he suddenly thought clearly, thinking that he was vacillating and indecisive in the past, which really did harm to others, but now the disaster is unstoppable, maybe he will go to Huangquan Road to report, now don't tell her to give up , when should we wait?
What's more, the current incident involves monks in the realm of heaven and man, and in the future it will affect the secret of enlightenment and power. How can she be involved recklessly?

His face suddenly calmed down, and he said to Xiuxiu: "How can you intervene in my private affairs with Senior Lu? We are just ordinary fellow Taoists, so you are too lenient."

His voice intentionally became harsh: "You are always passionate and meddlesome. I used to care about a woman's face, so I never bothered with you. Today, Senior Lu favors me and wants to give me a romantic relationship. How can you allow me?" Mess around and spoil my good deeds?"

He intentionally raised his voice so loudly that most of the people on the viewing platform, as well as the hidden sword on the opposite side, could hear it.

"Wei Buer!" Xiuxiu blushed and said in a low voice, "Are you embarrassing me on purpose?"

Ever since she was picked up from the street by Fang Min and stopped begging for a living, she has been loved and protected by the stars. She is smart and beautiful, and everyone loves her. How has she ever suffered such humiliation?For a while, I was really going to be blown away by the vicious words of my beloved.

But Buer sneered and said, "If you still know that you are a girl, you still have a face, and you know your shame, you should leave quickly, lest I shoot you away."

"well,"

Ren Xiuxiu was usually eloquent, but now she was so angry that she didn't know what to say, "Well, Wei Buer, let your conscience be eaten by dogs."

After finishing speaking, he turned around angrily and walked outside the viewing platform.

(Seven)

Xiuxiu went out, still cursing: "Bastard Wei Buer, damn Wei Buer, get the hell out!"

He yelled all the swear words he could come up with to relieve his anger.

Only then could he calm down and think back to what Wei Buer had just said to him. Every sentence he swung a knife and every word carried a sword, which did not match his usual personality. He clearly wanted to drive himself away on purpose.

She stopped quickly, planning to go back.

"master?"

Suddenly someone beside him said to himself.

She turned her head to look, but it was Li Ran standing beside her, with a flushed face, panting heavily.

"When did you come here?" She was startled, and she didn't know if Li Ran heard what she just said.

"Just, just came here." Li Ran flicked her wits and lied at that time.

Xiuxiu asked her again: "Why are you here?"

Ever since she parted ways with Wei Bu'er in Yuexi Mountain, she also intentionally avoided Li Ran, the apprentice they both took in together—for fear of recalling the embarrassing past.

Li Ran was still as respectful to her as before, and told the whole story in detail.

After Xiuxiu heard this, her face immediately became embarrassed—she knew Wei Buer's ability to perceive disasters, so she guessed that he must be in great trouble.

"Fool!"

Her words were used to scold herself.I thought to myself that ever since Da Dao was implicated by Wei Buer, my mind was getting more and more dull. Such a small, totally unskilled aggressive method was able to be tricked, it was really stupid.

Immediately, he took out the silk book that Lu Ying had given him from his cuff, and saw that it was written on it:
Stealing life is like floating clouds, secretly hiding a dangerous soul.

The exposed horns are ferocious, where can the monster be found.

These few words are really frightening...

(Eight)

When they arrived at the solitary room, Li Yunjing immediately asked the monk surnamed Lu: "Brother Lu wants to take my disciple, you should ask me what I mean."

The monk surnamed Lu was in a hurry to return to his life, and he didn't have the heart to deal with her: "To tell you the truth, bringing the boy back to life is what the ancestors wanted. Time was running out, so Lu had no choice but to offend her."

"Old ancestors?"

"Shouldn't you be ignorant of what's going on in the northwest these days?"

"Why?"

"It's about the life and death of monk Hongran."

"Such a big event, can you use a small psychic disciple under Mr. Li's sect?"

"In the northwest military camp, and in the human domain, low-level monks with divine powers are all accompanying him."

Li Yunjing thought for a while, it is better to delay the battle first, "The competition is almost over, why don't you let the two finish the competition..."

The monk surnamed Lu said with a smile: "These two people have similar combat strength, and they are anxious. It may not be over in three or five hours. How can the ancestors treat him?"

"For Li's face," Li Yunjing had no choice but to say truthfully, "Brother Lu, how about letting this young man go? After all, you already have so many..."

"Wei Buer has long been named by the ancestor," the monk surnamed Lu said with a wry smile, "He is the famous disaster star [Bi Fei], and he is the most suitable for the family's situation and the next thing to do." But—if you have the heart to investigate him, the aura of one of our ancestors locked him in a few days ago."

Li Yunjing's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly remembered that a few days ago, Wei Buer wanted to escape from the wilderness, but was brought back by him.

"There are so many monks, so they won't be killed?" She asked with a gloomy expression.

The monk surnamed Lu remained silent.

(nine)

Not long after the monk surnamed Lu entered the solitary room, he fled out of it.

He said to Bu Er: "Let's go."

Li Yunjing did not come with him.

I can guess that she has tried her best, but it seems that in front of the Taoist monks, the commander of the Incarnation Camp is just a tiny and powerless existence.

He looked around, but Li Wuying still hadn't arrived—in fact, it should have been long since he had hoped.

There were only a few people left in the previously lively viewing platform.

Li Qingyun, Gou Daisheng and others were still looking at him nervously.

He bowed his hands at the teacher's door and Enyi who was going forward.

I thought to myself that this unforeseen disaster should not implicate Yun Yinzong?

"Trouble senior."

He turned around to leave, but the cultivator surnamed Lu had ridden a gust of wind and swept him up...

"master!"

A sound of heaven came from the entrance of the viewing platform.

He turned his head and saw that Xiuxiu flew in like a wind with Li Ran.

In Li Ran's hand, there was also a square box with a talisman seal on it...

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