The soft sword moved fiercely, and the sword hit the ground hard.
Jiang Ling'er's figure was light and she cleverly avoided the attack. The Ten Thousand Sword Talisman in her hand was inspired by the spiritual energy to emit hundreds of sword lights.
"Look, this is Zhao Ling'er who secretly passed down the talisman from his sister!"
"Stop talking nonsense, it's just a rumor. Fairy Zhao is not that kind of person!"
"Come on, I've seen that kind of bitch a lot, and you men can't see it."
"Hey, tell me, I don't know about this yet..."
Among the audience in the audience were handymen who had signed up for the competition and disciples from various peaks who came to watch the competition. The rumors spread quickly as if they had wings.
Naturally, the two people on the stage heard these gossips.
Lan Yuxin's face was filled with color, and she raised her eyebrows that were stretched by Mo Dai, "Isn't your mouth very good at talking? Before today, your reputation will be ruined and you will be kicked out of the sect!"
Jiang Ling'er had a faint smile, but her face didn't change at all.
The bright little swords that stopped around her body stabbed at Lan Yuxin one after another, densely packed, and the talismans continued to produce new little swords after one wave after another.
"Tsk," a hint of jealousy flashed in Lan Yuxin's eyes, "The stolen talisman is very useful!" She flicked her straight soft sword, and sections of iron blocks formed a small shield, and the small sword was all blocked. Come down.
"That's all you have? It's ridiculous to show off your power in front of me with other people's things!"
When the audience saw this, a small group of people started to boo.
"Senior sister is mighty! Teach her a lesson!"
"here you go!"
"Let that bitch suffer!"
Zhao Xingyu's gaze on the stage was calm, and his dark eyes lightly scanned the people.
"What are you doing sitting here?" Jiang Yinxue's tone was cold, his face covered with frost, and he looked at Shangguan Mingxin, who was about to sit next to Zhao Xingyu.
"I want to talk to Mr. Yu, why, not?"
Jiang Yinxue's eyes were quenched as she looked at the elegant and calm man, and slowly opened her mouth, "Get out."
Shangguan Mingxin sneered, her eyes full of provocation, "I'll sit here," she picked a seat slightly closer to Zhao Yuxing and sat down boldly, "If you have the ability, come in and sit!"
"You!" Jiang Yinxue looked at the unmoving barrier in front of her, her stubborn little face filled with grievances, "Brother ok!"
Gu Yan couldn't help but feel distressed in his eyes. He hugged the beauty with one hand and looked at the expressionless male cultivator in embarrassment, "Zhao Qinzhuan, look at Xue'er, she's about to cry..."
"Okay, you all sit down!" Mr. Yu frowned and said dissatisfied.
"Xin'er, you're fooling around!" Shangguan Liang looked at the male cultivator, his heart skipped a beat, and he growled, "Come back quickly!"
Shangguan Mingxin was reluctant to leave. When she passed by Jiang Yinxue, she hit her hard with her shoulder.
"You vicious woman!" Gu Yan looked at her with dissatisfaction and quickly protected the person in his arms.
"Idiot!" Shangguan Mingxin turned around and counterattacked.
She looked at the dark-skinned boy standing next to her ancestor Shangguan Liang and wanted to kick him out of habit, but suddenly paused, glanced at Zhao Xingyu, and took his foot back.
Ah Xing doesn't like her like this.
She is the little princess of the Shangguan family. She has been used to making waves since she was a child. It is normal for her to beat and scold her servants. But A Xing said that this is not good.
Seeing Zhao Xingyu looking at the girl in the audience, a trace of anger flashed in Shangguan Mingxin's eyes.
When she followed her, her eyes widened instantly and she recognized Jiang Ling'er as the woman who disappeared on the day of the substitute marriage!
She is actually hiding here, no wonder the Shangguan family failed to find her despite all their efforts!
Lan Yuxin, who was on the stage, felt her strength gradually running out. The small sword slipped into the gap between the blocks and brushed against her skin, leaving bloody traces.
"Bitch!" She looked at the clothes that had been cut into strips, feeling humiliated in her heart. She looked at Jiang Ling'er with eyes full of resentment, "Clavicle chain, get up!"
Several rusty iron chains glowing with green fluorescence quickly sprang out and poked Jiang Ling'er in the face.
No, it’s poisonous!
Jiang Ling'er urged her to use the bright little sword to protect her body, and the Hunyuan Pearl also gave off a faint light a few feet above her head.
The last time she used the Fire Dragon Talisman, after practicing it every day, she had a certain degree of control over the spiritual power inside the Talisman.
But this time it was Wan Jian Fu.
Jiang Ling'er gritted her teeth, looked at the shining green chain, put her fingers together, and waved her small sword to face it head-on.
"Keng!"
The blade of the small sword was corroded by the green poison on the chain and turned into pools of black molten iron.
It became increasingly difficult for Jiang Ling'er to resist.
The expiration date of the Ten Thousand Sword Talisman is about to expire, and fewer and fewer swords are being produced. She steps back step by step, and is about to be knocked off the stage.
Lan Yuxin's eyes were lowered, looking at her as if she were an insect that was accidentally trampled to death. The cheers from the monks around her got louder and louder, and she felt a sense of excitement in her heart.
Soon enough, Jiang Ling'er's eyes flashed, and he aimed the spiritual needle he had prepared at her.
"Ah!" A sharp scream sounded, and the cheers from the audience stopped.
"What's going on, isn't Senior Sister Lan going to defeat her?"
"Isn't it a hidden weapon? It doesn't look like it..."
Lan Yuxin covered her head, screamed and cried, rolling on the ground, her body throbbing in pain.
The monks in the Qi refining stage didn't even open up the sea of consciousness, let alone attack with their spiritual consciousness. Jiang Ling'er's move really made the Qi refining audience scratch their heads.
"Spiritual consciousness attack? That girl's mental strength is so strong, and she doesn't look too old. It seems like today's trip was worthwhile." An elder from the Danfeng outer sect on the stage spoke up in admiration.
"Huh?" Another elder from the outer sect of the Formation Peak narrowed his eyes, "This girl is still at the fifth level of Qi Refining. How could she be assigned to be a handyman with such good qualifications?"
"Perhaps something went wrong." Shangguan Mingguang wanted to join in and praise him, but he heard the message from his granddaughter Shangguan Mingxin: "Old Ancestor, Old Ancestor, she is the one who made my granddaughter laugh at the whole city!"
He moved for a moment, and after hearing the whole story, his face became serious, and he scolded fiercely through voice transmission: "Nonsense! It's all your own fault. If you continue to be so willful, I will send you back to Tianshui City!"
Shangguan Mingxin froze and couldn't believe it, "Grandpa..."
"The marriage between the two families is a clan bond. It's a great and happy event. It would be better for you to secretly catch a girl of unknown origin to replace the marriage contract. You will make me lose all my face!" Shangguan Mingguang sighed heavily. It's full of regret.
"You have never asked me what I want. Have you ever asked me if I am willing?" Shangguan Mingxin had tears in her eyes and her whole body was shaking.
"My granddaughter is only interested in Zhao Xingyu. Besides, didn't you see that Gu Yan's eyes were glued to that bitch of the Jiang family?"
"Shut up! You're such a bitch for opening your mouth and shutting up. Is this what you should say as the legitimate daughter of the Shangguan family? Where has your upbringing gone?"
Shangguan Mingxin shook her sleeves fiercely, her pretty face was stained with tears, and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with tears. She bit her lip and looked at Zhao Xingyu who was careless, hoping that the man would turn his head to look at her and coax her like before.
Zhao Xingyu still had tea foam floating on his face, his face was pale, and he seemed not to care about everything happening around him.
This result disappointed her so much that she turned around and ran away in tears.
Several elders looked at each other in confusion. After seeing the gloomy expression of the elder in charge, they realized that there was a conflict between the grandfather and grandson.
"Hey, look at that girl's talisman, why does it look a bit like Bai Lao?" Elder Fu Feng winked and quickly changed the subject.
"Really, isn't that Lao Bai's talisman?" Elder Danfeng smiled and agreed.
"I heard that Mr. Bai has been traveling around in the early years and found many good prospects for Fu Feng. This girl..."
"You're saying that this girl is probably Lao Bai's apprentice?"
"How else can we explain that she has Lao Bai's talisman on her body? That guy loves talismans as much as his life. If he didn't like it, he would never have kept his talisman." The elder of the outer sect of Fu Feng smiled with satisfaction. The eyes looking at Jiang Ling'er became more and more satisfied.
After listening to the words of the elders, Jiang Yinxue also looked at the female cultivator on the stage. After she recognized Jiang Ling'er, her face looked good.
She glanced at Gu Yan, who sent a message to reassure her, and her expression became slightly better.
