The battle between monks is like this, very cruel and very realistic.
It involves cultivation, magic weapons, state of mind, experience, luck, etc., and even conspiracies. In short, various reasons may affect the final outcome of a battle.
And Yin Xuanning is inferior to the people from the Tiangong opposite him in every aspect, so defeat is inevitable.
Although Yin Xuanning really wanted to prove himself in this place and at this time, but he didn't have something real in his hands, so no matter what he said, it was just empty talk.
Yin Xuanning was tied tightly with ropes and struggling on the ground. This appearance actually looked a bit pathetic.
"Buzz buzz..."
Then a few soft buzzing sounds were heard, the copper pillars on the four legs of the stone platform shook at the same time, and then the scattered light curtain retreated.
The Tiangong man sneered, and with a casual move, the rope binding Yin Xuanning immediately came to life, flew out with a sizzling sound, and dodged into the Tiangong man's sleeves.
"It seems that people like you who have no cultivation level are the same no matter how many times you come. Go back and practice well." After the Tiangong man said these words, his figure had disappeared from the place, and the next moment he was over there at Tiangong. appeared in the stands.
Yin Xuanning clenched his fists, with anger, unwillingness and shame in his eyes.
Ji Liao looked at Yin Xuanning's eyes and nodded secretly.
In the final analysis, it is because the status of the Holy Spirit clan is too noble, and they are too self-pitying and self-pitying. How can they realize that every mountain in this world is higher than a mountain in the world if they are cultivating without wind and waves.
After this experience, Yin Xuanning must be able to understand some truths, and he will definitely grow in the future, at least be stronger than now.
Yin Xuanning stood up. He did not brush off the dust on his robe. Instead, he looked in the direction where the Tiangong man left. He stared at it for a moment before looking back. He jumped off the stone platform and headed towards where the Feng Clan was. walked over.
He walked slowly, and stopped when he passed by Ji Liao.
"I have embarrassed the Phoenix Clan!" Yin Xuanning lowered his head and said in a voice like a mosquito.
Ji Liao crossed his arms, his face looked indifferent, even a little indifferent, his voice was slightly cold, and he said, "Lift your head."
Yin Xuanning was shaken, and after hesitating for a few breaths, he looked at Ji Liao stiffly.
"There is no one in the world who can make you bow down, and there is nothing worth bowing down to. The worst is just one life, do you understand?" Ji Liao said.
"I..."
Ji Liao's words hit home. Yin Xuanning's pupils shrank and his body trembled again.
"Nothing is important in this world. What is important is to know your shame and then be brave." Ji Liao said again.
Yin Xuanning's eyes sparkled, and after chewing in his heart for a while, he bowed deeply to Ji Liao.
"Thanks for the enlightenment."
Ji Liaohui turned around and looked at the two stone platforms that were still competing, but did not answer Yin Xuanning's words.
Yin Xuanning stood up straight, looked at Ji Liao's back, and walked back without saying a word.
Xuan Tian seemed to be tired of scolding. At this moment, he sat cross-legged on the stone platform and closed his eyelids to adjust his breathing.
The huge tortoise-shell phantom still held her inside, exuding a charming divine light, allowing the woman in the palace to do whatever she wanted.
It can't be shaken even half a cent.
"Dong..."
Hearing a dull loud noise, the woman hit the turtle shell again with a big halberd. Seeing that the turtle shell still didn't move, she immediately lost interest in continuing to fight.
She turned over with one hand, raised the euphorbia in her hand, looked at Xuan Tian inside the tortoise shell, narrowed her eyes slightly, and cursed, "A turtle with a shrunken head."
Xuan Tian opened her eyes at this moment and stuck out her tongue at the palace lady that day, "How about it? If you have the ability, come in. There is no set time for the competition anyway."
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"Hmph! It won't help if you waste it all. When you meet Miss Qing'er, I want to see if you can still be so arrogant."
The Tiangong woman snorted coldly, then turned around and looked at the stands on the Tiangong side, "I give up!"
Upon hearing the woman's words, an uproar immediately broke out in the venue.
The fight between her and Xuan Tian was witnessed by everyone present, and neither party suffered any damage. This sudden surrender was beyond everyone's expectations.
"This, this, this...why are you admitting defeat?"
"That's right, that little girl from the Black Turtle Clan doesn't dare to come out. She will definitely lose if she does."
"It's so abominable that they resorted to avoiding fighting. It's a shame they have the Holy Spirit to do it."
"Hey, they have no shame in the Holy Spirit, but they can't do anything."
"That's right! It's so shameless."
After four battles, Tiangong won two games in a row, and the victory was easy, severely suppressing the morale of the Holy Spirit clan.
But this Heavenly Palace woman gave up, and the Holy Spirit immediately rekindled hope.
"Okay! Tian'er played beautifully."
Xuan Henggu was the first to stand up, completely disregarding his own identity, and clapped his hands.
"Miss Xuantian is so powerful, we should let them know how powerful our Holy Spirit is."
"Miss Xuantian's skills are really awesome, and the people in Tiangong are almost helpless."
"Hahaha, let him be strong, let him be strong, the breeze blows on the mountains. He can be crossed by him, the bright moon shines on the river, Miss Xuantian is invincible."
Yan Tianzhou folded his arms and sneered, looked at Xuan Henggu who had no manners at all and said sarcastically, "What's there to show off about winning in this way!"
When Xuan Henggu heard this, the smile on his face immediately turned cold, and he glared at Yan Tianzhou fiercely.
"This is called fighting without bloodshed. You foolhardy thing knows nothing."
"You Black Turtle Clan are also like this. When fighting, you always wait for your opponent to tire you to death, otherwise you will never come out of the turtle shell."
"Really? Do you want to give it a try?" Xuan Henggu's voice became a little darker and he looked directly at Yan Tianzhou and said.
"Just give it a try. Let's find a place to compete when we have time." Yan Tianzhou replied without fear.
"Just what I wanted." Xuan Henggu shook his sleeves and sat back again.
Ji Liao was speechless. He didn't expect Xuan Tian to win in this way. Looking at the Tiangong woman who had already stepped down, Ji Liao rolled his eyes and figured out the key.
"It seems that Tiangong doesn't want to delay time."
"Buzz..."
With a buzzing sound, the upside-down tortoise shell on the stone platform collapsed and disappeared.
Xuan Tian jumped up, twisted her graceful body, and landed next to Ji Liao in the next moment. She patted Ji Liao's shoulder and said with a smile, "Hey, I won!"
Ji Liao smiled softly, "Yes, congratulations."
When Xuan Tian saw Ji Liao's expression, her temper immediately rose and she asked, "Huh? What's your attitude? The two people in front of me lost. Only I, Xuan Tian, won. Say! You were Don’t you think I will lose?”
"No! How could you lose!" Ji Liao said helplessly.
"Tch, I don't believe it."
Xuan Tian curled her lips, and the words "I'm unhappy" were written all over her face.
Ji Liao smiled and shook his head, turning his gaze to the last stone platform where the competition was taking place.
At present, three of the four competitions have been completed, and only Yan Ding and the others are still competing. For a time, their competition attracted everyone's attention.
The person competing with Yan Ding was a middle-aged man who looked honest and honest. The aura of this man was not weak, at least it was stronger than that of the Tiangong woman who faced Xuan Tian.
The two of them are brothers, and they are fighting back and forth, and they are inseparable.
Yan Ding is different from ordinary Holy Spirits. He did not practice in the territory of the Tiger Clan, but was brought to the Fangcun World.
Although Fangcun World is a place of Buddhism, it has a place for disciples to compete. Therefore, Yan Ding not only practiced World Destruction Buddhism in Fangcun World, but also competed with others. His strength was far beyond that of Yin Xuanning, who has lived for a long time. Compared with the younger generation of the Phoenix Clan in Huoshan, he is a more powerful person in the Holy Spirit Clan. This can be seen from the fact that he beat Yin Yang and Yin Chen with bruises and swollen faces.
"boom..."
Yan Ding and the honest man collided suddenly, and a strong wave of air immediately broke out between them.
Yan Ding's big eyes flashed fiercely, his body suddenly shrank back, and he reached forward with his hands and claws.
"hiss..."
Then a tearing sound was heard, and five dark claw marks a hundred feet long appeared in the air, as if the void was split apart, and they crashed into the honest man.
After a fight, this honest man also knew that the Holy Spirit he was facing was definitely not that simple, and he did not dare to show any mercy at the moment. He waved his hands in front of him, and a huge light shield immediately formed, blocking his path. In front of you.
"Bang!"
As soon as the light shield was formed, five claw marks immediately hit it.
A series of cracks appeared in the void, as if this blow shattered the void, which was clearly the tiger clan's intention of destruction.
Fine cracks spread to the light shield, and the light shield immediately made a series of crackling sounds, and the next moment it could no longer hold up and shattered.
The five paw prints kept attacking, directly attacking the honest man behind the light shield.
In the blink of an eye, the honest man took a breather, turned his backhand, and a broad-bladed sword flashed out.
"Hi..."
The honest man shouted low, grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed forward.
"call out..."
A light blade as big as a crescent moon shot out around him and hit the paw prints.
"you lose!"
Before the honest man could put away his sword, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
