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"I didn't expect that there would be such a powerful person in the third younger brother's team this time." King Jing'an said meaningfully, and looked sideways at the eldest prince who was not far away.

You must know that in the past, Qingzhou was basically in a bad state. The main focus was on participation, and even Qi Fugui didn't care too much. If Qingzhou was at the bottom, no one would care. This is a normal thing.

But the taste of Qingzhou this year is not quite right, with such a powerful sword cultivator at the stage of transformation, it is very likely to win the ranking.

The six kings and King Anshun just said with a smile: "From this point of view, Qingzhou is indeed a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger that should not be underestimated."

Qi Fugui's expression didn't change much, and he said calmly: "I think it's fine as long as it's better than last year, and it doesn't matter if it's ranked or not."

Of course, the ranking in the Immortal Contest is important, and even determines the status of these princes and princes, and it is even more so this time.

The eldest prince frowned, as if he was a little unhappy. He picked up the wine on the table and took a big sip. The liquid flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his movements showed a bit of rudeness. He also watched other people's eyelids twitch. The gentle and elegant performance on weekdays looks like a different person now.

"We are all brothers, and there is no need for such intrigue. I have also made it clear that what the father decides is what."

"I also don't want anyone to play tricks at the Immortal Contest, otherwise it will also destroy the relationship between us brothers."

As soon as the eldest prince finished speaking, the fourth king Bingnan echoed and said: "Brother said yes, I also think that there should be no cleverness in the competition for immortals. I haven't heard of such a sword cultivator in Qingzhou before. So amazing."

"If there is such a sword cultivator, he should have a great reputation. Why have I never heard of it?"

The spearhead of King Bingnan's words was directed at Qi Fugui, and he also suspected that Zhou An was not Qingzhou's restraint at all, but Qi Fugui found him from other places.

Qi Fugui also raised his glass and took a sip of wine, with a sneer on his face: "Since you have never heard of it, why do you have such doubts, Zhou An is not from my Qingzhou, is it from your Liuzhou?"

"Who ever said that a monk with a high cultivation level must have a reputation, and there are always people who are indifferent to fame and wealth. You say it is right, fourth brother."

King Jing'an also showed a smile on his face and said: "That's what you say, fourth brother, you have nothing to prove, this is considered slander."

King Bingnan snorted coldly: "But I can't find this heel called Zhou Anjianxiu at all, it seems to have just appeared out of thin air."

"Even if he is a Sanxian, he should have the inheritance of fate. He can't be like the ancient sages, suddenly enlightened."

Qi Fugui had a pleasant smile, with a simple and honest look: "Why not, didn't a few days ago, a born Confucian scholar was born? Didn't you see the scene where the seven stars gather?"

The words were fluent, and the others couldn't help but feel ashamed, Qi Fugui's thick skin was comparable to the walls outside the imperial city.

"A sword cultivator born with epiphany, right?" King Bingnan laughed angrily, and said coldly: "I'd like to see if this sword cultivator born with epiphany can win against my two cultivators in Mozhou. "

He seemed to be infected by his own emotions, forgetting about Zhou An's strength, and even thought that the two cultivators at the stage of transformation in Mozhou would be Zhou An's opponents.

The competition is essentially 1v1. Even if there are two cultivators at the stage of transformation, they can only face off with Zhou An one by one. It is basically impossible to win. monk.

If the two join forces, there may still be a little chance.

In the fourth round, Zhou An and others faced Mozhou. Among them were two cultivators who had turned into gods, and their strength was quite good. Up to now, only one of them had made a move.

Even if the other party has two cultivators at the transformation stage, Li Luo and the others are quite confident.

Li Luo yawned, and said lazily, "I'll be the third one. I'll surrender after you deal with the first two Nascent Souls."

Cheng Jin looked at him, and said angrily, "Can't you try it? Although you may not be able to beat him, it's good to be able to consume it."

Li Luo looked at Zhou An, and said confidently: "There must be no problem with the team leader, after all, he is the number one swordsman in Wu'an City."

Listening to Li Luo's words, Zhou An was very helpful. He laughed and said, "It goes without saying that although my strength is not strong, I still have no problem dealing with these stinky fish and rotten shrimp."

His voice was not loud but not too low, and Mozhou and others not far away could hear it clearly, but no one made a sound, including the two monks in the transformation stage.

They also had no idea in their hearts. After seeing Zhou An's strength, they also took it for granted that what Zhou An said was the truth. Since it was the truth, it was difficult to refute it.

After all, this is still a world where the strong are respected, as long as the strength is strong enough, what you say makes sense.

Because of King Bingnan, Zhou An still had a bit of hostility towards these people in Mozhou, and felt that he had to educate them no matter what, which could be regarded as clearing the way for Qi Fugui.

He had to be tough enough in the Immortal Contest to win a chance for Qi Fugui.

This time they changed their strategy, and Wei Lanfeng played first. After the previous two fierce battles, Wei Lanfeng's condition has obviously declined a lot, but his swordsmanship has improved a little, and the sword intent radiating from his body is even sharper. Surprising enough.

There are a large number of soil spirit veins gathered in Mozhou, so many monks who practice the soil method have also been born.

The person Wei Lanfeng met was also a monk who practiced the earth method, but he didn't know the method of earth escape, he only knew how to control the earth. Whether the two monks in the stage of transformation of spirits or the other two monks in the Nascent Soul stage is strong or not, the influence will not be great.

However, after fighting, Wei Lanfeng discovered that the earth armor formed by the opponent was extremely hard. If it couldn't be cut through with a single sword, it would quickly absorb the earth spirits on the ground to repair it.

His strength was obviously stronger than the opponent's, but it still took a lot of effort to win the game, and a lot of aura was also consumed.

After a fight, Wei Lanfeng was obviously not in good shape, but he still insisted on facing the second player, who was also a monk who practiced local methods.

This person is much stronger, he knows the method of earth escape, can easily avoid the attack of the blue wind, and then counterattack.

Wei Lanfeng's condition itself was not good, and after a fight, his aura was consumed a lot, so he was still defeated in the end.

The second person to play was Cheng Jin, who also knew the method of earth escape, and the two fought underground. Relatively speaking, Cheng Jin's methods were more varied, and in the end he relied on the fluidity of the mine in the earth spirit , wrapped around the opponent's body, and won.

Cheng Jin had more than a dozen different talismans floating in the air, and his face still retained his arrogance. Seeing the cultivator at the transformation stage flying up, he was surprised and showed a fighting spirit.

"Aren't you going to surrender?" The cultivator at the stage of transformation in Mozhou looked a bit unhappy, feeling that as a cultivator at the stage of transformation, he was actually underestimated by a Nascent Soul.

Normally, Yuanying has no chance of winning against Shanghuashen, just like a child fighting with an adult, it is difficult to be a threat even if it uses all its strength.

"I'm not Li Luo, why should I surrender." Cheng Jin said naturally.

When Li Luo in the audience heard this, her teeth itch. If it wasn't for Cheng Jin who was competing on the stage, she would have already yelled at her.

Cheng Jin wasn't stupid, he figured out that this was definitely a risk-free competition. With the lessons learned from the past, the other party didn't dare to touch him, and there were not many chances to compete with a cultivator in the transformation stage.

"Cheng Jin is drenched in the rain!" came the referee's voice.

Cheng Jin first escaped into the ground, and then stimulated the lightning in the talismans, one after another talisman appeared in the sky, more than what he had seen before, and each talisman was entangled with visible thunder.

This is his true strength?

Including Zhou An, several people in the audience looked surprised, Cheng Jin actually showed a completely different method at this moment.

Mu Linyu didn't pay attention to Cheng Jin at all, with such a playful mentality, he didn't act immediately, otherwise, he would definitely catch Cheng Jin before he went underground.

Immediately afterwards, densely packed thunderstorms fell from the sky. The power of each thunderbolt was not particularly powerful, but there were a lot of them and they were very dense, directly covering the entire competition platform.

Mu Linyu had no choice but to defend passively, but Cheng Jin must not be allowed to go on like this, otherwise his face as a cultivator in the transformation stage would be wiped out.

He squeezed out a magic spell with one hand, and two empty spirit bodies appeared in front of him, gradually becoming real, with a faint blue fire light shining, the spirit body had a ferocious face, with monstrous blood energy, and the next moment it burrowed towards the ground , looking for Cheng Jin's location.

"What is this?" Zhou An questioned, recognizing that the two spirits were some kind of evil, but they were controlled.

Through this period of getting along, Li Luo also learned that although Zhou An is powerful, he seems to be ignorant of some common-sense things, so he explained: "This is the way of controlling ghosts. Don't practice evil."

"The more ghosts such a monk controls, the stronger his strength will be, and the faster he will practice, and he will be able to absorb spiritual energy through ghosts."

Zhou An nodded and sighed, "Isn't that amazing."

Li Luo shook her head and said: "Not all of them. Although such a cultivator is fast in cultivation, it is easy to get stuck in a certain bottleneck and cannot make progress for a lifetime. It is extremely rare to see a cultivator in the transformation stage like him."

"That's really not worth the loss." Zhou An nodded, knowing that the way of controlling ghosts is a small way after all, and I am afraid that he will not be able to break through to the fusion stage in his life.

The ghost burrowed into the ground, but couldn't find Cheng Jin's location for a long time. Even Mu Linyu was surprised, as if Cheng Jin had disappeared out of thin air.

The perception of ghosts is more sensitive than that of ordinary monks, and it is difficult to avoid it even if they hide underground, and it is so big than the test platform, there should be no place for Cheng Jin to hide.

Just when Mu Linyu was surprised, a blurry figure appeared in the thunderstorm, emerging from the thunderbolt.

This is exactly the technique of Thunder Escape!

At the same time as Cheng Jin appeared, Mu Linyu noticed that a ghost with long hair and a slender body appeared behind him, showing a horrified face, looking at Cheng Jin.

Cheng Jin grabbed the ghost with thunder and lightning hands, and actually pierced through the ghost's body and touched Mu Linyu's aura shield.

The lightning in his hand is very special, extremely penetrating, with a hint of annihilation, it even scratched through Lin Muyu's aura shield.

However, Mu Linyu also reacted, grabbed Cheng Jin's arm with one hand, and a ghost like a long snake was wrapped around his left arm, and beat Cheng Jin.

Cheng Jin was thrown out by the ghost, hit the curtain, and fell heavily to the ground.

Mu Linyu also kept his hand. Although he was seriously injured, his life was not in danger, and his consciousness was still fully awake.

"Wood rain wins!"

The referee's voice came.

Mu Linyu stood there in a daze, the clothes on his chest were torn, and there was even some blood.

For this seemingly innocuous reason, the cultivator actually hurt him!

"Isn't this funny?" He still couldn't believe it, looked at Cheng Jin who was lying on the ground, walked over, grabbed his collar, and angrily said, "Who do you think you are?" Ah, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

The referee at the side immediately appeared next to him, grabbed his arm, and said coldly: "The Muluyu competition is over, and you have won too. Is there any dissatisfaction?"

Mu Linyu took a deep breath before calming down, "No."

Unexpectedly, Cheng Jin raised his head and said softly: "You are nothing more than that."

Hearing this, the referee couldn't help but change his expression. He slapped Cheng Jin on the head and said angrily, "Are you really not afraid of death?"

Li Luo immediately ran up to the stage and dragged Cheng Jin down. She was really afraid that this kid was talking about something rebellious, so she said to Mu Linyu, "Senior, I'm sorry, this guy has a brain problem, please don't mind."

Mu Linyu nodded thoughtfully, and also felt that this young man named Cheng Jin seemed to have a bit of a brain, but his strength was indeed quite strong.

He also had to lament that he was proud to be able to injure Huashen with Nascent Soul, even though the Huashen who was injured was himself.

The destroyed competition platform was quickly restored to its original state, and Zhou An walked up it unhurriedly.

"Do you want to consider surrendering?" He looked at Mu Linyu and said calmly. He was really asking, after all, this competition was of little significance.

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