The phoenix screamed unwillingly, and the last phoenix cry stopped abruptly. It was completely torn apart by the fangs of the golden dragon! The phoenix bathed in flames turned into countless fire spots in the air, falling from the sky in mottled and floating patterns. The flames fell to the ground without extinguishing, burning the entire arena hot.
"puff--!!"
At the same time that the fire phoenix died, Ruan Xianglin knelt down on one knee and spit out a mouthful of blood, with disbelief in her eyes.
She believed that she never underestimated the enemy, investigated in advance, changed her tactics many times, and even brought the best spiritual bricks to supplement her, but why?
Why did we still lose this battle miserably...?
Ruan Xianglin fell to the ground, and the impact caused by the broken seal was not small, but she still tried to use her remaining spiritual power to fight until the last moment!
Why fear death? I'm afraid of dying in vain. If she could take Zhao Yisu as her support, her name could also be engraved on the An Ming Pillar in the Demon Realm for future generations to admire forever!
Zhao Yisu knew that he couldn't miss this opportunity, but the spiritual power storehouse was already empty, and the only thing that could be used was the spiritual sea.
She slapped her Linghai with her backhand!
This palm caused an incomparable dull pain, and hit precisely where the Soul-Destroying Pill was roaring and restless, successfully stopping it for a moment.
"Ha..." Zhao Yisu endured the severe pain, with veins popping up on his forehead, and finally succeeded in summoning the spiritual power in the spiritual sea, and used a move of rich fire spiritual power on the Full Moon Knife!
The scimitar burst out with cold light and rushed towards Ruan Xianglin at extremely fast speed.
Master Kuangsha was still smashing the barrier. He realized that he was destined to be unable to smash the barrier. He had no choice but to shout: "Zhao Yisu, save someone under the knife!"
Accompanied by this loud shout, the Full Moon Knife swirled around Ruan Xianglin's neck and cut off the female cultivator's head up to her neck!
"thump--"
Ruan Xianglin's body fell heavily to the ground. The soul in her body had no time to escape, and died along with her physical body. There was still an inner elixir left in her palm.
That was the inner elixir that she wanted to dig out before she could explode herself.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Zhao Yisu... killed someone?
After a good fight in the ring, how could it end up like this?
According to the rules of the Tianxing Competition, how should one deal with killing people in the arena? Disqualified from the competition, those who have masters are expelled from their sects, and casual cultivators without masters are not allowed to participate in the Tianxing Alliance's contribution list for life. The cultivation resources of the five major sects and the Tianxing Alliance are not available for them to use, and they are almost cut off from their own cultivation. Way back.
As everyone watched in stunned silence, Master Kuangsha clenched his fists - he was so confused! After causing a life-threatening lawsuit, Ruan Xianglin died, could Zhao Yisu be innocent?
After all, he failed to defend himself in this ring battle and was completely derelict in his duties...
As if to comfort him, another sixth-grade monk next to him patted his shoulder: "You tried your best."
Zhao Yisu fell from the air exhausted, and his knees hit the ring with a muffled sound. The "dong" sound was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, immediately stirring up a thousand waves.
——"She killed someone?!!"
——"Ruan Xianglin is still digging out the inner elixir in her hand to explode herself. Is this Zhao Yisu's last resort?"
——"Anyway, it's a life-and-death lawsuit. It depends on how the Tianxing Alliance decides."
——"Fortunately, Ruan Xianglin is a casual cultivator who doesn't know the sect, otherwise there would have been trouble."
——"What are you talking about? Does it mean that just because Zhao Yisu is a monk from a major sect in Fuxi Mountain, her life is more valuable than that of a casual cultivator?"
——"That is, who have our casual cultivators offended? I think Ruan Xianglin is also a man. She would rather die than surrender, rather than embarrass the casual cultivators. There must be a fair decision in this matter!"
…
"Stop arguing!" It was Qianxing who roared.
His presence was always so low, so low that he always stood closest to the ring, but no one noticed his presence. It was so low that even Gu Qianning, who personally set up a barrier on the edge of the ring to protect low-level cultivators, didn't realize when there was such a third-grade minor cultivator in his barrier.
Qianxing pointed to Ruan Xianglin's body on the ring and said, "She is a demon cultivator."
Everyone quickly craned their necks to take a look, but the fire on the ring hadn't been extinguished yet, so they couldn't see clearly at all.
Someone saw that the monk who was speaking was wearing the uniform of a disciple of Fuxi Mountain, and he quickly shouted: "You are a disciple of Fuxi Mountain, so of course you have to help your family get away with it! You actually learned to tell lies with your eyes open. Where did you get the magic cultivator from?"
Qianxing: "Her soul has not been dissipated. The physical body can be forged, but the soul cannot be faked. If you feel it carefully, there is obviously demonic energy in the soul!"
——"How do you feel? The barrier is so strong that I, a fourth-grade person, can't feel it, but you, a third-grade person, can do it?!"
——"That's right, Fuxishan's disciples fart in public!"
Wang Polu couldn't hold back his temper anymore: "You're the one who farted! Come out here, I can't beat you to death, you bastard!"
He wanted to rush forward, but someone was faster than him.
The white figure shuttled through the crowd with ghostly steps, and in the blink of an eye he picked out the troublemakers from the crowd. These people were all in plain appearance. At this moment, Jiang Yunchen was tied up with a spiritual rope and hung high on a flagpole in the arena. Speechless spells were also cast on their mouths, making them sob that they could not make a sound. .
Without these thorns, the crowd immediately became quiet.
Li Tingyun, who was in the eighth rank, had received the news from Chun Xia and had arrived now. He was standing on the edge of the ring and looking inside. He quickly understood the situation with his wandering eyes.
Master Kuangsha stepped forward to plead guilty: "I was derelict in my duty..."
Li Tingyun raised his hand to stop his words and said, "Wait a little longer, you see."
Everyone didn't understand why Master Tingyun didn't take any action. He just stood above the ring and stared at the sea of fire. Jiang Yunchen wanted to do something, but was stopped by Zhenren Tingyun.
There was no communication between the two, but Jiang Yunchen understood Master Tingyun's intentions and had no choice but to purse his lips tightly and watch the ring with him.
Everyone had no choice but to follow and watch, and the scene became eerily quiet for a while.
The fire in the ring was still burning, and in front of Ruan Xianglin's severed body was Zhao Yisu who was kneeling on the ground with serious injuries. Although she was still alive, she looked dead, with her eyes closed and motionless.
Everyone started to be surprised - what happened to Zhao Yisu? Just now, he was only focused on scolding, and he didn't notice anything strange about Zhao Yisu in the sea of fire.
The fire keeps burning, which consumes the residual power of spiritual energy. The barrier on the arena is so strong that the spiritual energy from outside cannot enter. It will not take long for the fire to be extinguished. Sure enough, as the spiritual energy in the arena space was slowly burned away, the flames began to become smaller, and wisps of black aura began to emerge from the inner elixir in Ruan Xianglin's palm.
Once a monk dies, the spiritual power contained in his inner elixir will gradually dissipate. Ruan Xianglin is a fire cultivator. When the inner elixir dissipates, it should emit a fire color, or have obvious traces of flames, but now it is clearly black!
And with the help of flames, these strands of black climbed forward from the bottom of the ring, and gradually moved up along Zhao Yisu's kneeling knees, like countless vines protruding from the ground, entwining and binding the big tree Zhao Yisu, greedily absorbing The life force within her.
While they were arguing, Zhao Yisu was sucked in by the black air and unable to move. His originally plump body and cheeks became shriveled and sunken due to the erosion...
Everyone woke up as if from a dream, and a chill ran down their spines - Ruan Xianglin was really a demon cultivator!
