In the stands, Yan Yun, Qing Chan, Ji Zhao, and Yuantai gathered together again.
Ji Zhao and Yuantai's outstanding performance attracted the attention of many monks.
There are three other people who are also paying attention to these four people, one is Yanhe.
In his opinion, these four people are as gluey as one nostril venting air. Since both Ji Zhao and Yuantai can easily defeat their enemies, Yan Yun is worth looking forward to.
He searched the origins of the four people in his mind, and found that they were all monks from the lower sect Xiao Zhongnan, which made him feel a little unhappy.
Obviously, these four people are still divided according to their past feelings, and the status of Nanshan Sect in their hearts is slightly different.
Similarly, Yanhe's weight in Yanyun's heart may not be as important as that of his former master.
The other person was Luofu. He originally thought that Yan Yun was a master of martial arts and his knowledge was complicated. Generally speaking, it would take a long time to integrate into the Nanshan Sect's system of exercises.
But judging from the performance of Ji Zhao and Yuan Tai beside Yan Yun just now, he actually defeated the disciples of Nanshan Sect. His thinking may be superficial.
In this case, you need to work hard to have any hope of winning!
The third person is Jiumo.
Jiumo is a mid-level monk in the Lingtai realm. If his direct disciple loses to a disciple of Yanhe who is one level below him, his face will have nowhere to go.
The great victory of Ji Zhao and Yuantai sounded the alarm for him. Birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. Yan Yun and the two who just won have a close relationship. They are probably not ordinary among monks of the same level, so his disciple Luofu will not be safe. Be sure to win.
He thought for a while, and suddenly his mouth moved a few times, but it was transmitting sound.
Luofu listened quietly, then got out of his seat, stood up, and leaned towards Jiumo.
Yanhe Muguan glanced and noticed that Jiumose gave Luofu something, and then Luofu returned to his seat with great joy.
Yanhe frowned and also sent a message to Yanyun: "Have you prepared any defensive magic weapon that you can take advantage of?"
Yan Yun said: "Master, don't worry, we have already prepared."
"Very good!" Yanhe was originally a stingy person. He originally wanted to give Yan Yun the same defensive magic weapon through gritted teeth, but he felt relieved when he heard the other party's confident response.
"Let's do this. If you can defeat Luofu, I will give you a Black Mountain Netherworld third-level humanoid Netherworld Yin Pill."
Black Mountain Netherworld is a holy land for monks to explore and hunt for treasures. Alien beasts and their eggs, inner elixirs, etc. are all top-grade for alchemy and weapon refining, but the humanoid Netherworld, which is difficult to deal with and has amazing attack power, is an exception.
Regardless of their character, the monks of the Nanshan Sect practice the righteous Yang Qi Kung Fu. Although the Yin Pill in the human form is difficult to obtain, it is a worthless existence. It is a pity to throw it away if it is tasteless. It is not a very valuable thing.
However, Yin Dan is relatively scarce and is usually in the hands of Lingtai monks, so it is rarely sold in Nanshan Sect.
At this moment, the winner of the seventh-level martial arts arena had been decided, and the two disciples left one after another.
Yan Yun's face became solemn, and he launched his light body technique. After only three rises and falls, he landed on the periphery of the central platform of the martial arts arena covered by the magic circle.
"I wish you a great victory, senior brother!"
Behind Yan Yun, Qingchan, Yuantai, and Ji Zhao opened their throats and shouted.
Yan Yun turned around and smiled, with a calm expression.
On the other side, Dang Luofu's momentum was huge, and the cheers and shouts came one after another, completely drowning out the voices of Qing Chan and the other three people.
Luofu's face was full of pride, and he repeatedly raised his hands to his fellow disciples.
When the noise outside the venue subsided, Yan Yun and Luo Fu looked at each other, with fierce looks in their eyes.
"The competition disciples are entering!" said the Lingtai Realm monk who acted as the referee.
Yan Yun and Luo Fu both entered the formation, about ten feet apart, and prepared for battle.
A huge transparent light mask rises, completely covering the venue.
"Competing skills between the same sects, so as not to harm the friendship, let's get to know each other first." The Lingtai realm monk said again.
"I'm Yan Yun, a monk from Yanhe Peak Spiritual Cultivation Hall. I'll have a duel with my senior brother later. Please show mercy to me," Yan Yun said calmly.
"I'm Luofu, a monk from the Jiumofeng Spiritual Training Hall. The Soul Seizing Association will select the winner for the sect. There is no holding back. We will go all out. I hope senior brother will not take any chances!" Luofu was arrogant and spoke arrogantly. Sharp.
Yan Yun snorted coldly: "In that case, I'll welcome you."
Luofu's momentum did not diminish, he raised his head and said, "I'll show you what I can do!"
"please!"
"please!"
At this point, the exchange between the two is meaningless, and the only way to determine victory or defeat is through magical powers.
Seeing that the two of them were no longer communicating, the Lingtai monk in charge of this game picked up the drumstick at his side and knocked it on the gong!
A bang!
Yan Yun and Luo Fu's bodies suddenly activated!
The two of them had a quarrel with each other, but as soon as they fought, they unleashed their magical powers.
But Yan Yun was like a rampaging wild horse, holding a shield in his left hand and holding a punishment spear in his right hand, walking straight to the middle, forcing his opponent!
Since they are monks in the Spiritual Training Hall, they usually focus on magic and magical powers. When facing the enemy, they also attack from a distance. They rely on auxiliary attacks such as magic weapons or formations, talismans, and summoning spirits. Like Yan Yun, he carries an archer on his back and holds a sharp weapon. It is unheard of to rush into the battle.
So much so that a "huh" sound suddenly came from outside the court. It was obvious that Yan Yun's way of responding to the enemy surprised everyone.
As soon as Luofu made a seal, densely packed flying needles appeared above his head like trembling bee wings.
"My surname is Yan, today I will let you know how powerful my wasp needles are!" Luofu shouted, his hands that were holding the seals changed one after another, and flying needles shot towards Yan Yun like raindrops.
Yan Yun had already expected that the other party would make such a move, so his magic power was poured into the shield-shaped magical weapon. The weapon suddenly expanded, like a screen, blocking Yan Yun's body.
"Hmph, do you think... this mere shield can withstand my wasp sting?" Luofu said and pointed at Yan Yun.
The wasp needles were originally shot at Yan Yun in a scattered form, but now they actually formed a "one" shape, like a slender steel wire, nailed to the shield.
If the wasp needles are fired at the shield in a scattered manner, they can be easily blocked, but if they are condensed into a line, they should not be underestimated.
Obviously, Luofu was trying to use the wasp to attack one point of the shield, and then penetrated the shield's defense, destroying the opponent's magical weapon and injuring the enemy.
"Ding ding ding..."
A series of tiny sounds came, and the wasp needle encountered great resistance. Although it repeatedly penetrated the shield, it was bounced away without exception.
At this time, Yan Yun has arrived five feet away from Luofu. With its speed, it will be close to its opponent in the blink of an eye.
Seeing Yan Yun's coming, Luo Fu didn't dare to fight head-on. His feet slipped, he pushed away two feet, and made another seal with his hands.
The wasp needles gathered together again, split into two again, and shot towards Yan Yun's left and right wings.
Yan Yun remained in his original state and just rushed towards Luofu. He blocked the flying needle with his left hand shield.
The evil-slaying gun in his right hand flew like a windmill, forming a barrier filled with the sound of wind and the shadow of the gun, breaking or bending the wasp needle and sending it flying away.
In the mana competition between the two, Yan Yun is better!
Luofu's face turned pale, and instead of taking back the wasp needle immediately, he threw out several sets of formation flags.
The front end of the formation flag is sharp, and as soon as it hits the ground, three barriers appear, one yellow, two green, and three red, indicating three different functions.
Then, among the three barriers, the first one formed a solid wall-like air shield, blocking the front end.
The second cyan barrier formed a mist, covering his entire body and one-third of the competition venue.
The third red barrier formed hundreds of fireballs and flew toward Yan Yun.
These three barriers also reveal Luofu's strategy, which is not to seek merit but to seek no faults. First, stabilize the position and block Yan Yun.
"Wind and Fire Company!"
Yan Yun shouted loudly, threw out six sets of wind and fire talismans, and threw the shield of his left hand forward. The threads of power gathered in his left fingers began to click wildly like playing a pipa.
The Lingtai Realm monk who was guarding the competition ground was taken aback and slapped three palms in succession towards the protective array to strengthen the resistance of the array.
call--
The fire took advantage of the wind and spread instantly. The fire was as fierce as a furnace.
The power of wind and fire that hit his face was like an unstoppable wall of fire, carrying the power of molten gold and iron, colliding with the yellow barrier.
The yellow barrier trembled and suddenly disappeared like foam.
The second green mist barrier was even worse. It was swept away by the wind and fire, and Luofu himself had nothing to hide.
Luofu had actually changed his direction. If Yan Yun continued to charge forward as before, he would obviously lose his target and become passive.
But it was different now. Luofu's figure was clearly visible in Yan Yun's eyes.
The fireballs and wind and fire in the third red barrier met, and the two offset each other. The fireballs emitted in the red barrier were weakened by the dissipation of wind and fire, and were only the size of broad beans. The shield thrown by Yan Yun was like crushing, crushing these unequal fireballs. It bounced back in the opposite direction.
In an instant, all three of Luofu's formations were destroyed, but the power of wind and fire was not completely exhausted. A wave of heat shaped Luofu's eyebrows and hair!
Luofu looked upright, but now he turned into a cat with a colorful face, and the fighting monks on the sidelines burst into laughter at the same time.
"Do you really think I can't take you down?" Luofu's blackened face turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Take your life!"
After saying that, he took out a talisman from his arms and activated it with magic power!
The talisman fell to the ground, and the smoke filled the air!
As the smoke rose, a stone spirit about ten feet tall stood in front of Luofu.
But I saw that Shi Ling's body was as thick as a water tank, with hands, feet, nose and eyes, just like a moving rock.
When Shi Ling appeared, he immediately punched his chest with both fists, and then aimed his empty eyes at Yan Yun.
Yan Yun was startled and stopped his forward attack.
Judging from the shape of the stone spirit, he must be good at strength. No matter how powerful he was, he would not dare to compete with summoned things like the stone spirit.
At the same time, Yan Yun sighed. As an intermediate talisman maker, he didn't know that the Nanshan Sect had a secret talisman method for summoning stone spirits.
This talisman should have been transformed from the talisman given to Luofu by Jiumo. No wonder Luofu was so happy before.
At the same time, he was very keen on this stone spirit. If he learned the method of making talismans and summoned three stone spirits at the same time to help out, the power would be unimaginable.
Just when Yan Yun was fascinated, Shi Ling took a step forward and struck Yan Yun's head with a fist as big as a clay pot with unparalleled force!
