Lin Mo was still frightened, so he quietly closed the distance without revealing anything. Who knew if Jiang Jinyue had any hidden killer moves? Lin Mo didn't want to lose his security at the end of the year.
Suddenly I heard Yan Ci stroking his palms and praising: "Senior brother is very skilled, but it's a pity that in order to defeat Yan, he almost tried to beat him to the bottom of the box."
Jiang Jinyue sneered: "It's just a warm-up, the show hasn't begun yet."
The sword light shines again, without any fancy changes. The sword technique is straight, majestic and majestic. The momentum of the waterfall is like a river, making it difficult for people to breathe.
Yan Ci looked calm, and the iris sword in his palm trembled inexplicably.
An unspeakable emotion suddenly lingered in Jiang Jinyue's heart. He seemed to feel the infinity of the sky and the earth, as if he could smell the smell of wind and clouds, but when he gathered his mind and looked carefully, he could not find it.
Suddenly, there was a mysterious and domineering sword intent flowing on the stage. The sword intent was like a tide, but the sword light was not seen. Jiang Jinyue smelled the dangerous aura and was confused.
Yan Ci waved his sword lightly, and a purple-gold sword light traveled smoothly, floating like mist like clouds and smoke.
In an instant, time and space seemed to have stopped. Jiang Jinyue was firmly imprisoned in place by the unpredictable sword intention. She watched the purple-gold sword light cut through the void and rushed to the center of her eyebrows, and was frightened to the point where her three souls came out of her body.
Soon enough, a flawless white light shield suddenly fell out of thin air, protecting Jiang Jinyue's body tightly and seamlessly. The purple-gold sword light made a crackling sound, and then disappeared into ashes. The abundant sword intention was unable to do anything to the light shield. Every cent.
Jiang Jinyue woke up from a dream, stared at Lin Mo and said tremblingly: "Thank you, uncle, for saving me!"
Lin Mo said sternly: "To be honest, if your mind had not been invaded by the sword, you might not have the strength to fight again. Remember to face the enemy in danger, and it will be dangerous if your mind is agitated."
Then he glanced at the anxious Yan Ci nearby, and said with a smile: "There is no need to be worried. You just got a glimpse of the Biluo Sword Intent, and once you use it, you can't control it. How can I blame you?"
Yan Ci bowed and said, "Thank you very much, uncle. I pray for your forgiveness."
Lin Mo smiled and said nothing. Jiang Jinyue looked at Yan Ci with complicated eyes and said calmly: "My skills are not as good as others, junior brother, don't blame yourself."
Lin Mo said: "When members of the same sect discuss the Tao, victory or defeat will be like a breeze. Just don't ignore the friendship between the same sect." The two of them only agreed.
After this battle, Yan Ci easily advanced to the top ten, and the news that he was his personal disciple spread like wildfire. When Li Luotang said that this son was still a young alchemist, the garden immediately started talking about it, mostly with words of praise.
Experts gathered at the grand Taoist discussion event, and people with unparalleled qualifications and Taoism sprung up like bamboo shoots.
For example, Liudanin Qu Yuyi, who wrote about the next round of Taoism, became very popular as soon as he became famous.
Her brows are as cold as frost. Her beauty like plum blossoms in the snow can only be nurtured by pouring out the water of the ice lake. Her temperament like an orchid in the empty valley can only be carved by absorbing the beauty of the mountains. Her eyes are hooked with the sun and moon, and her temples are dyed with smoke. No matter how precious it is, Ink and pine smoke cannot depict the beauty of the prosperous age.
There was thunderous applause from the audience, and the handsome male cultivator's face turned red. He was quite compassionate when he struck, fearing that he would accidentally hurt the beautiful girl opposite him.
Unfortunately, Qu Yuyi was merciless, waving his Xiangxiu a few times, and swiftly threw the Taoist out of the ring.
The subsequent competitions were slightly stalemate, with two monks evenly matched, causing the battle to slow down.
At this time, the sound in the shocking arena was extremely loud. A female editor, dressed in white as snow, with dark eyebrows as curved as a horizontal eyebrow, and clear eyes full of hope, was fighting with Han Bing.
This woman holds a dazzling red fairy sword, and the sword light is like a blazing fire bird running and colliding with each other, with a scorching momentum.
Han Bing's whole body was surrounded by frost, and his ice magical powers were fully used.
Wherever his lotus steps moved, icy flowers bloomed under his feet, and the Beiluan Sword flew and swung with the power of the ice, temporarily slowing down its speed.
The sword moved swiftly, making a clanking sound of jade hitting each other, and the air waves intertwined with ice flakes and sparks swept across wildly. The light curtain at the edge of the ring was overwhelmed, and suddenly collapsed amidst the crisp and strange sound, and the incarnations scattered little auras.
The strong wind blew in the face, and the onlookers were shocked. The protective light curtain was extremely tough. Ordinary monks in the fusion stage could not destroy it after countless attacks, but it was defeated by the remaining strength of the two women and scattered like stars and clouds. What kind of magical power does it take to achieve this? Waiting for prestige?
Someone said in surprise: "Needless to say, Beiluan Sword, but what kind of treasure is in the palm of Susha Qingying? He is not afraid of the power of the divine sword!"
Yu Lu watched the battle beside the speaker and whispered: "This is the famous Emperor Feather Sword of the Susha family. In ancient times, Susha, an important minister of the Yellow Emperor, boiled the sea to make salt. In order to show his merits, the Yellow Emperor took the horns of Kui ox and fused the three This sword was forged and bestowed with many immortal materials such as Zuwu tail feathers. Once it is used, it will cause waves of heat and burn the sky and the earth, which is almost comparable to the three sacred treasures of this garden."
The man suddenly said: "So that's the case. It seems that who will win and who loses on the stage is still unknown."
Yu Lu shook his head and said: "Qingying is the beautiful daughter of the Susha family. She only entered this court a few years ago to practice, but her exquisite skills may not be able to be matched by her junior brothers. Han Bing advanced to the fusion stage. Shang Qian, even with the divine treasure in hand, he may not be able to win."
Yu Lu has always had a unique vision, and the man was convinced when he heard it. He nodded and said: "If there is a chance someday, Du would like to learn the magical power of the Emperor Feather Sword."
Yu Lu smiled and said: "Junior brother, if you are determined, you will always find an opportunity."
The man's surname was Du Ruozhou, and he was well-known in the garden. The fusion monk who commented on Tong Meng's fighting skills a few days ago was this man. Judging from his calm and calm appearance, he probably had a lot of tricks.
Elder Judgment had just repaired the light screen when two beautiful figures came and went and started fighting again.
Susha Qingying spat out her slender hand, and the Emperor Feather Sword released dozens of scattered fire feathers.
Huo Yu was in a trance and transformed into a three-legged black beast with gorgeous feathers and tail, and a fire-filled glow all over its body. The three-legged black monster screamed and rushed straight towards Han Bing.
Han Bing was flying in the sky, her green hair was dancing, the sword in her palm was glowing with green light, the phoenix sounded, and a phantom of Qingluan suddenly shot out.
The three-legged black eyes showed fear, but they couldn't help but be stimulated by Susha Qingying's mana. After a moment's pause, they still had the courage to peck.
Qingluan made a clear sound, and also raised his sharp claws to catch him. The green shadow of the fire feathers suddenly shone on the ring, and the colorful feathers were floating in the air.
The three-legged crow's body is agile, but the shadow of Qingluan is mostly sluggish. However, Qingluan's reputation as the leader of hundreds of birds is well-deserved. His agility is not enough, but his strength is superior.
The three-legged crow pecked and bit many times, but it did not cause substantial harm to Qingluan. Instead, it was the occasional peck or paw of Qingluan that forced the rat to scurry away.
At this point, Han Bing's shortcomings of insufficient cultivation are gradually revealed. Qingluan Xuying is naturally slightly better. However, when fighting with the three-legged crow, each of them is good at winning. In the end, it is because of his lack of magic power.
The real Qingluan bird stood proudly on the pavilion, watching the battle with piercing eyes, full of eagerness to try. If Liu Ruoxi hadn't tried his best to comfort him, he would have rushed to the ring to learn the lesson.
Susha Qingyingxing's eyes narrowed, and after a sweet scolding, his magic power surged wildly. The three-legged crow suddenly grew in size, and transformed into the size of Qingluan and tried his best to shake it.
Han Bing screamed in agony when she saw this. The enemy's pure and domineering fire spell faintly summoned the fire aura hidden in her body. The strong collision between the three-legged crow and the phantom of Qingluan made her blood boil.
Han Bing clenched his teeth, flexed and extended his fingers rapidly, and the Beiluan Divine Sword buzzed in the air.
Suddenly, a heavenly cry was heard, and the shadow of a red phoenix covered in fire hovered.
The phantom of Qingluan trembled all over, then raised his neck and roared, dropped the three-legged crow, and walked towards him gracefully.
The clear blue sky became brighter, the faint clouds flowed, the rain fell one after another, and somewhere on the horizon, a clear voice sang, with pauses and frustrations, melodious and melodious.
The gurgling charm flows through the heart like a trickle, with indescribable softness and tranquility.
The red phoenix and the green phoenix are lingering, and the gorgeous and beautiful tail feathers are gently caged. Every peck and drink suddenly brings a strange feeling, the phoenix and the luan sing together, and the love is long-lasting.
Everyone in the dojo felt relaxed and happy, and this harmonious and intimate scene made people forget themselves.
The red phoenix and green luan's shadows danced leisurely, rolling towards Susha Qingying's shadow without the slightest breath of fireworks.
Liu Ruoxi's whereabouts suddenly appeared, she showed her feet lightly, suddenly floated into the ring and said: "Han Bing, stop, you have been defeated."
After saying that, Hao Hao raised his wrist and cast a blue light to cover the red phoenix Qingluan, pulling it into the Beiluan Sword.
A strange blush appeared on Han Bing's face. He did not dare to disobey his master's wishes. He pursed his lips slightly, but did not dare to say a word.
The dojo was filled with uproar, praising the name of the Beiluan Divine Sword, it was indeed well-deserved!
Han Bing stood beside Liu Ruoxi and still didn't dare to say a word. Liu Ruoxi complained: "I have been told repeatedly and repeatedly that I must not use fire spells, but I just refused to listen!"
Han Bing said softly: "Disciple was confused for a moment. I hope Master will forgive me."
Liu Ruoxi said: "The situation is not optimistic. If Yan Yang's spirit body is allowed to awaken, even the garden owner will be helpless."
When mentioning this matter, Han Bing was disheartened, but he did not dare to look down on the Master and said calmly: "The spiritual body is what the disciple has been destined to bring. The Master is far-sighted and should know better than to force it."
Liu Ruoxi was stunned, gently took Han Bing's hands, rubbed them gently and sighed: "Master, I hope that day comes as late as possible."
Hearing this, Han Bing felt sore in his nose and tears almost rolled down his face.
After a whole day of competition, the Tao discussion event officially came to an end.
Yu Dushui stepped onto the stage and said in a loud voice: "The list of this year's Dao discussion competition has been released. You can check it on the Dao discussion list. There are many talented people emerging in this grand event. This is a great joy for this court, but the winner does not need to be arrogant. Those who lose need not be discouraged, but I hope that you will keep your mind and ask questions, and you will be famous in the world again in the future."
The jade list lists the disciples who have won the discussion.
Disciples in the fusion period include Yu Lu, Li Suyan, Du Ruozhou, Susha Qingying, etc.
The top ten disciples in the Xuanzhao period include Ye Ying'er, Ouyang Changrong, Qu Yuyi, Jiang Shuyue, Xia Lian, Li Yedi, Yan Ci, etc. Jiang Jinyue and Lin Hao ranked among the top twenty.
Advanced teams such as Feng Glaze and Mu Yao were on the list, but Yan Ci was surprised that Lian Zong and You Hancai's team did not win a place. They must have met a certain team on the list and were unfortunately eliminated.
A law enforcement disciple approached the group of cultivators and said, "Everyone, please go back first. After the Law Enforcement Hall checks the rewards in a few days, it will ask the law enforcement monks from each academy to come and distribute them. If you have nothing else to do, just stay in the cave and wait."
After hearing this, the cultivators were either overjoyed or dejected.
He did not leave after that, and continued to comment on the winner around the discussion board.
Han Bing stayed with Liu Ruoxi quietly all day long. Yan Ci winked and wandered around several times, but Han Bing didn't notice at all.
Yan Ci didn't dare to come close to disturb him, feeling unhappy.
Now that Liu Ruoxi saw that the matter of discussing Taoism was over, he took Han Bingjing back to Yanfeng.
Yan Ci felt disappointed upon seeing this, and immediately stopped staying, picked up the fairy sword and returned to Diduiyuan.
The grand event came to an end, accompanied by an unspeakable sense of loneliness. Looking back on the experiences of the past few days, I felt a lot.
