Transmigration snake female cultivator

Chapter 273 Inexplicable
Glancing at Yang Qingyan, the man in white jumped down the stage and disappeared into the crowd.

Because the elder removed the barrier from the ring in advance, everyone in the audience also heard the words endless silk.

Although most of the monks showed doubts on their faces, there were still quite a few monks who knew this treasure looked at Yang Qingyan on the ring with strange expressions on their faces.

With a flash of beautiful eyes, Yang Qingyan has now advanced to the foundation building stage, and her spiritual consciousness and five senses have been greatly improved.Naturally, she also felt the expressions of everyone in the audience, but she didn't care what they were thinking at the moment. With a slight smile, Yang Qingyan walked down the ring slowly.

After getting off the ring, suddenly a white shadow flashed out from the crowd and blocked Yang Qingyan.

When I looked up, I saw that it was Feng Yu who had met several times.

Just when Yang Qingyan recognized Feng Yu, the crowd onlookers also recognized him, and immediately a few eyes with unclear expressions swept over them.

Xiumei frowned, and Yang Qingyan said, "What's the matter with Senior Brother Feng stopping my little sister?"

Feng Yu frowned, and said with some surprise: "You know my name?"

"Hehe, senior brother Feng is a true disciple, and he is still worshiping under the disciple of senior uncle Ziling in the sect. How can my little sister not know."

Seeing what Yang Qingyan said, Feng Yu frowned, then fixed his eyes on Yang Qingyan and asked: "I see, Feng stopped my junior sister today to ask about something, please tell me."

It turned out that I wanted to ask myself if it was love!Yang Qingyan smiled slightly, she didn't have a bad impression of Feng Yu, she nodded immediately and said: "Brother Feng, if you have anything to say, just say it, if my younger sister knows, you must tell brother."

"Then I'm going to trouble Junior Sister, I don't know who gave you the magic weapon that Junior Sister used in the competition in the arena today?" Feng Yu smiled slightly.

A strange look flashed in his eyes, and Yang Qingyan said: "That magic weapon, this endless silk is a gift from my little sister's master."

When Feng Yu heard this, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. "Junior sister's master? Could it be that the family teacher has accepted a new junior junior sister?"

puff.

Seeing Feng Yu's silly appearance, Yang Qingyan couldn't help laughing.

"Of course not, my little sister's master is Chu Nanhe from Spirit Medicine Peak. This endless thread was given to me by him."

"Chunan River?!"

Feng Yu's face darkened when he heard the name, and then he looked at Yang Qingyan inexplicably and said coldly: "Thank you for letting me know, sister Feng, I have some things to do and I'm leaving first."

Glancing at Feng Yu who turned to leave, the corner of Yang Qingyan's mouth twitched, what did he mean?Why did they run away as soon as they heard Chu Nanhe's name? Could it be that there is something wrong between the two of them?
Shaking her head and getting these thoughts out of her head, Yang Qingyan turned around and walked towards the No. [-] ring.

Walking to the No. [-] ring, Yang Qingyan raised her head and glanced at the scorching sun. At this time, it's probably Linglong's turn to play soon.

But when Yang Qingyan really reached the ring, Linglong was already fighting with others in the ring.

On the huge white jade arena, Linglong dressed in black held the Ningbing sword in her hand, and from time to time threw out several sword lights to attack a woman in red opposite her.

The red-clothed woman was about the eleventh level of Qi refining, and her appearance was ordinary, she didn't dodge Linglong's sword light, she turned her palm, took out a copper bell and threw it out.

The bronze bell flashed a golden light in the air, and it instantly grew bigger to protect the woman in red. The blue sword glow hitting the bronze bell only made it tremble a few times.

The female cultivator in red saw that the woman on the opposite side could not break through her own defense, so she immediately took out a crimson flag.

With a wave of the flag in his hand, the red light flashed continuously, and three fireballs the size of human heads appeared out of thin air, and smashed towards Linglong's head.

Facing the offensive of the female cultivator in red, Linglong raised her eyebrows, her pretty face was expressionless, and with a swipe of the ice sword in her hand, a blue ice mist appeared instantly, and then turned into a dozen blue ice blades Straight to the attacking fireball.

Bang bang bang!
The light blue ice blade cut the fireball in half instantly when it hit the fireball, and then the ice blade cut towards the red-clothed female cultivator unabated.

The female cultivator in red glanced at these ice blades and didn't care, after all, she hadn't forgotten the scene of blocking the Linglong sword light before.

But what happened next made her face turn pale with shock.After the blue ice blade hit the bronze bell, it suddenly turned into a cloud of ice mist, freezing the shining golden bronze bell instantly.

Then more ice blades turned into ice mist, and after the ice mist froze the entire copper bell, only the sound of cracking and crackling could be heard from the surface of the copper bell.

As soon as the sound started, fine cracks appeared one after another on the surface of the copper bell, spreading all over the entire copper bell in less than three seconds.

Before the female cultivator in red could react, the bronze bell shattered into countless powders along with the layer of ice outside with a bang.

"You, how dare you destroy my magic weapon!"

When her copper bell was completely shattered, the female cultivator in red finally realized it, and then she looked at Linglong with a grim expression and sternly shouted.

snort!
A trace of impatience flashed in Linglong's eyes, and then she pointed at her with one hand.

Boom, blue light flashed on the broken ice beside the nun in red, and began to tremble slightly.

The red-clothed woman Xiu Xiu was about to continue yelling and cursing, but her complexion changed suddenly when she saw this scene, and she was about to take something out of her storage bag with a move of her right hand.

Although her reaction was quick, it was still a step slow. The shattered ice just trembled, and then turned into several light blue ice chains that wrapped around her body at an extremely fast speed, locking her whole body in it. .

And her right hand stretched out to the storage bag was also tightly bound by the chain, unable to take a step forward.

At this point, the female cultivator in red was still struggling. At this moment, a blue flying sword flew from a distance, and it was directly lowered on her neck. It was Linglong who was controlling her ice. Fog Sword did.

Feeling the ice-cold flying sword on her neck and the traces of sword energy contained in the sword, the body of the nun in red, who was still struggling, froze suddenly.

Yang Qingyan in the audience knew that the female cultivator had lost when she saw this, and as expected, a middle-aged cultivator landed on the stage and said: "In this competition, the outer disciple Linglong wins!"

After finishing speaking, the man took out a magic weapon of fire attribute and released the ice chain on the female cultivator in red.

Without the shackles of the ice chains, the female cultivator in red straightened her body a bit, then walked up to Linglong, gave her a fierce look, and said, "Your name is Linglong, right? If you ruined my magic weapon today, why don't you just say so?" As a result, I lost my qualifications for the competition, and I will not let you go."

That's all, she walked off the ring reluctantly.

On the other hand, Linglong lowered her head slightly to suppress the murderous intent in her eyes. After the woman left, she turned her eyes to a girl in a green skirt in the crowd.

(End of this chapter)