Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

At this time, when Xiong Li's old strength was exhausted and new strength was not born, all his strength was poured into the hammer before he could stop it.

"This Xiong Li will definitely lose!"

Han Yi made this conclusion after seeing Song Qing's movements like flying catkins.

Because Song Qing's sword not only used some kind of martial arts, but also probably used matching body skills.

Tsk!

Although Xiong Li tried his best to raise the hammer to block it, how could his hasty strength be better than Song Qing who was attacking with all his strength? What's more, the long sword in Song Qing's hand was a treasure!

The 'Green Willow Sword' emitted a faint green light, passed through the long iron handle like a willow leaf, and pierced Xiong Li's dantian, and blood suddenly burst out!

Bang!

The spiked hammer head hit the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Xiong Li let out an inhuman scream of pain, his Dantian was destroyed, and his martial arts career was almost over.

The gap between them is too big!

Then, Song Qing suddenly pulled out the Qingliu Sword, and Xiong Li fell to the ground immediately. Without even looking, Song Qing appeared at the edge of the ring with a flash of movement, and saluted Elder Song from a distance.

"Okay, what a fast sword! What kind of sword technique is this?"

"That's the top grade of the Yellow Order, the Willow Leaf Sword Technique and the accompanying body technique, the Catkin Body Technique!"

"Just now, the treasured weapon 'Green Willow Sword' seemed to have activated its penetration effect, breaking the hammer into two halves with one strike!"

Under the ring, after a moment of silence, the disciples suddenly became excited and noisy. They were all restrained by Song Qing's strength.

‘Song Qing, this guy’s fighting ability is much stronger! ’

Han Yi was shocked in his heart. He knew that Xiong Li was no match for Song Qing, but what he didn't expect was that Song Qing could win in one round, which made him feel a little shocked.

Although there is a gap in strength between the two, they should not be able to determine the outcome with one strike. Is the treasured weapon 'Green Willow Sword' really so magical?

boom!

Elder Li, who was sitting in the audience seat, was so angry that his finger bones turned white, and he violently crushed a fine white jade teacup.

Several deacons and disciples around him were silent for a while, not daring to express their anger.

"Hahaha, Brother Li, why are you so angry? You don't have any children yet, so don't get so angry that you hurt your essence..."

Elder Song on the side laughed heartily and said a few words that were meant to be comforting, but in fact they were heart-wrenching and mocking Elder Li for having no descendants.

nourish, nourish

"snort......"

Elder Li snorted coldly, used all his strength to evaporate the water stains on his body, and called a deacon over.

"Who else among the outer sect can deal with Song Qing?"

"Back to the elders, apart from Xiong Li, I'm afraid there is no suitable candidate..."

The deacon's face was earth-colored, and his body was shaking like chaff.

"What a bunch of trash!"

Elder Li scolded in a low voice, but did not blame the deacon. His family knew about his family affairs, and he also knew that among the outer disciples, it was difficult for anyone to rival Song Qing.

"You, send someone to take down Xiong Li..."

Elder Li made a gesture of wiping his neck with his hands to the deacon. Xiong Li knew too much, and now he was a useless person, leaving him useless.

"Yes, little one, let's deal with it now..."

The deacon's eyes were fierce, and he was scolding Xiong Li for not living up to expectations.

The third round of competition is still going on. No one dares to challenge Song Qing in the arena. On the contrary, shouts and cheers can be heard from other arenas, which is extremely lively.

Song Qing leaned on the edge of the ring, feeling secretly happy in her heart. She had been practicing hard in the outer sect for a long time, just to feel proud and proud at this moment!

At this time, his eyebrows twitched, and he suddenly saw a familiar person in the spectator seats.

"Hmph, I don't have time to cause trouble with Li Feng now, so I'll do the surgery on you first..."

Song Qing chuckled, a sly smile appeared on her sinister face, and she was planning on it.

The time of burning incense passed quickly, and Song Qing became the first disciple to be promoted. He did not need the deacon to lead the way, and came to Elder Song on his own.

Afterwards, Song Qing and Elder Song whispered a few words, and Elder Song also smiled and nodded in approval from time to time.

Elder Li was very angry after witnessing this scene. He waved his sleeves and led several of his men to the spectator seats on the other side.

After Song Qing left, the arena where he was previously was immediately filled with people.

But without the battle between Song Qing and Xiong Li, the onlookers suddenly felt that other competitions were a bit boring.

Soon, some of the outer disciples won one after another, and the third round of competition ended!

In the middle of the square, there were as many as fifty people standing scattered. These were all people who had been promoted to inner disciples. This year's recruitment can be said to be the highest in history!

In this year's third round of competitions, the rewards are generous and there is no limit on the number of recruits. All the outer disciples are fighting desperately for it.

Therefore, it is a pity that Han Yi's old acquaintances Wang Shan, Meng Hu, and Han Zhong had no choice but to lose and can only participate again next year.

Han Yi felt regretful, but had no choice. Their accumulation was still too weak compared to other long-time disciples!

Only Li Tie succeeded in advancing with his own strength!

"Han Yi, I really envy you that you can enter the inner gate without fighting..."

When he was in the audience before, Han Yi met the injured Meng Hu. He was stabbed in the leg and said vaguely.

Therefore, this also made Han Yi realize his specialness among the group of promoted people. He didn't want to cause trouble, so he mixed into the team early and stood in the corner with Li Tie.

At the front of the team was Song Qing, who shone brilliantly in the competition!

"The following is the list of promoted disciples, Song Qing..."

On the high platform, Elder Li's bland voice sounded, which was annoying to look at!

As the names were read one by one, the disciples whose names were called showed different expressions. Some had red eyes and were so excited that they were crying, and some were ecstatic. If they were not covered with scars, they would probably be so happy that they would turn over.

".......Han Yi, the above are all the disciples who have successfully promoted in this competition. I hope that all disciples will be prudent and impatient in the future and enhance the glory of our Chiyan Sect!"

Finally, Elder Li said a few words casually and prepared to leave.

"Elder Li, is there something wrong with this list?"

Suddenly, a voice with some laughter sounded, which made people wonder.

Everyone looked over and saw Song Qing, who was at the front of the team, suddenly asking a question.

Somehow, Han Yi had a bad feeling in his heart, as if someone was poking him with a little man behind his back.