Patriarch Of Immortal Dao, I Can Purify All Things

"Um."

Gu Xueran wiped the long sword in her hand, and didn't care about the situation on the other side of the training ground.

Luo Shanying was still chatting and explaining the situation on the training ground.

The appearance of cheering and jumping, very happy.

"If you really meet Junior Brother Xu, who can beat who?"

Luo Shanying suddenly turned her head and asked.

"I don't know, you have to try to know."

Gu Xueran thought about it seriously, then shook her head.

"Brother Xu! Pay attention to the back!"

An alchemy apprentice who was eliminated early in the audience, even if he knew it.

His own voice could not be conveyed, and he still shouted nervously.

Xu Yang was pressed by Hong Zhi every step of the way, and he was already very close to the edge of the training ground.

"What? Don't continue to try?"

Seeing that Xu Yang no longer used the Luan Ling Jue on him, Hong Zhi couldn't help but sneered.

Even if the soul attack has no effect on him, he can still feel that someone is using the soul attack on him.

It felt like someone was tickling him through his boots.

It's not effective, but it's also annoying.

Xu Yang has already been forced to the edge of the martial arts arena by him, and if he takes a few steps back, he will fall and lose the duel.

The more so, the less Hong Zhi dared to be careless.

Xu Yang suddenly stopped in his tracks and stood motionless looking at Hong Zhi.

The eyes are calm, without the slightest panic, not like the eyes of a person who has been driven to a desperate situation at all.

Does he have a backhand?

Hong Zhi became suspicious and stopped walking.

At the same time, he held the big sword in his hand tightly, and if Xu Yang made any moves, he would sweep the sword across.

According to the distance between Xu Yang and the edge of the martial arts field, one sword is enough to sweep Xu Yang out of the field.

Just when Hong Zhi was secretly on guard, Xu Yang suddenly smiled at him and walked towards him.

Just as Hong Zhi was about to make a move, he froze in place because of Xu Yang's next words.

"Don't you know that you are already in an illusion?"

"You think you are still in the middle of the training ground, but in fact, you are already very close to the edge of the training ground."

"As long as you take one step forward, you will fall, believe it or not?"

Xu Yang walked towards Hong Zhi carelessly like this, without any precautions.

"I do not believe!"

Hong Zhi suddenly took a step forward, the big sword glowed with a khaki-yellow halo, and slapped Xu Yang hard!

With such a powerful and heavy blow, even a thousand catties of stubborn stones lying in front of him can be broken by a single sword.

Not to mention Xu Yang's flesh and blood.

And Xu Yang didn't intend to dodge at all, he just stood there in a daze, letting the big sword hit him.

"Oops."

Hong Zhi was startled, and at the moment before he was about to hit Xu Yang, he withdrew seven percent of his strength.

The remaining three-point power is still strong, and it is not a damage that Qi Refining 8 layers can resist.

After this sword strike, Xu Yang would have to lie in bed for at least ten and a half months.

But it's better to be slightly injured than seriously injured.

The big sword hit Xu Yang without any hindrance, making a dull impact sound.

The smile that had just been raised at the corner of Hong Zhi's mouth suddenly froze.

"How is it possible? How could you not be injured at all?"

Hong Zhi's eyes widened, looking at Xu Yang who was unharmed, his face was full of disbelief.

He is Qi Refining 9th floor, but Xu Yang is a Qi Refining 8th floor, and he is still an alchemist who can't fight.

How could it be possible to forcefully take a blow from him, but remain unscathed?

"In the illusion, everything that happens makes sense, doesn't it?"

Xu Yang smiled slightly, comparable to Qi Refining's body of a 10-layer spirit beast, but also a low-grade low-grade Law Weapon that can injure it?

He grabbed the blade of the big sword and squeezed it hard.

click.

Cracks appeared on the blade, spreading like a spider web.

"This is impossible!"

Hong Zhi has never met a Qi Refining period monk who can crush a low-grade Law Weapon with his bare hands.

I was so shocked for a moment that I really started to doubt it.

Have you fallen into an illusion?

During the Qi Refining period, breathe out spiritual energy and practice exercises.

It can subtly improve one's physical fitness and make the body stronger.

But with so much spiritual power during the Qi Refining period, how much can it improve your physique?

Even a hero of the rivers and lakes can easily kill a Qi Refining monk who has no spiritual power.

Only when you break through the threshold of the Foundation Building Stage and the Gold Core period.

Physical fitness will be greatly improved because of the infusion of spiritual energy.

But how do you explain the scene in front of you?

How could there be Qi Refining stage monks who can crush low-grade Law Weapons with bare hands?

"Admit defeat."

Xu Yang walked up to Hong Zhi, put his palm on Hong Zhi's chest, and pushed hard.

A huge force struck in an instant, and Hong Zhi felt his chest was slammed by a boulder.

The figure staggered and retreated uncontrollably.

Until it fell to the martial arts field.

Xu Yang, wins.

"This is? What happened?"

Many outer disciples who had been paying attention to Xu Yang's duel were a little dazed.

How did Hong Zhi fall off the training ground after being pushed?

"Have you been under illusion?"

"I really thought that Senior Brother Hong, as the rumors said, was born to restrain all soul attacks."

"In the end, didn't you fall into Senior Brother Xu's illusion and obediently walked off the ring?"

The outer gate competition is coming to an end.

There are only more than 500 participating disciples left on the field.

There is no rematch, two-two duel, eliminated and left.

Only the top 10 people left at the end will get some symbolic rewards.

After all, the original intention of the Outer Sect Grand Competition is to let the outer sect disciples show their strengths.

Let the Gold Core elders choose whether there are suitable disciples for income.

The ranking is still second.

Of course, the higher the ranking, the more attention the Gold Core elders will receive.

Xu Yang returned to the auditorium, waiting for the next performance.

"Senior Brother Xu is amazing, he defeated the ambition that restrained you that day."

Dozens of alchemy apprentices who participated in this outer sect competition surrounded Xu Yang at some point.

"Brother Xu scored 500 this time, which really helped us feel proud."

"It doesn't matter if we lose later, it's enough for us to boast for several years."

"In the future, if someone says that we belong to the alchemy pavilion, we don't know how to fight, and we only know how to talk."

"We can just move Senior Brother Xu out and leave them speechless!"

"Nonsense! Brother Xu will stop at 500."

"Even Hong Zhi is no match for Senior Brother Xu, how many others can beat Senior Brother Xu?"

"That's right, I think the number one in this big competition is Senior Brother Xu!"

"Good luck, luckily beat him."

Xu Yang didn't have any airs either, and chatted with the alchemy apprentices with a smile.

Soon, the 500 disciples who won at the end came out.

The next battle will no longer be like before, where you can rest for a long time in a duel.

After each battle, everyone has only a quarter of an hour to rest.