"ah--"
The entire martial arts arena exclaimed together!
Everyone saw that Shi Ling was about to defeat the humanoid Netherworld, but fell short at the critical moment. What a pity!
The most nerve-wracking thing is that with the disappearance of the stone spirit, how should Yan Yun deal with the combined efforts of the humanoid Netherworld and Gong Zheng to encircle and suppress them.
Of course, Yan Yun can also release the human-faced vulture in the spirit beast bag, but as a flying spirit beast, it may not be good at fighting, and for a rare spiritual bird like the human-faced vulture, it is too late for the owner to love it, so what? Will he have the heart to release it and fight against the cold-blooded and violent humanoid Netherworld?
But Yan Yun is not an ordinary person. Just when the summoned stone spirit talisman turned into fly ash, he patted the spirit beast bag, and the human-faced spirit vulture suddenly appeared!
Almost at the same time, Yan Yun took out two talismans one after another, with speed and force, and attached them to the human-faced vulture.
Immediately afterwards, he took out no less than ten spirit stones and stuffed them into the beak of the human-faced spirit vulture.
After several steps in succession, Yan Yun completed it in one go!
The human-faced vulture neighed, raised its wings, its claws were like steel pincers, and its sharp beak was like a curved iron hook, and it swooped down towards the humanoid ghost!
The humanoid Netherworld had just regained his breath when he suddenly felt the strong wind pressing against his head. He raised his claws upwards in haste!
But it was half a step slower after all, and a pair of sharp claws of the human-faced vulture knocked on its shoulders. The claws were like steel knives, piercing its skin and reaching into its flesh. Blood flowed wildly from several holes!
The humanoid ghost let out a heartbreaking scream, grabbed the human-faced vulture's feet with both hands, and pulled them out violently. Its razor-like nails pierced the scales on the human-faced vulture's claws and embedded themselves in the flesh. , there is blood spurting out!
This time the two sides collided, and it was obvious that the human-faced vulture had the upper hand!
Bigger crises are coming one after another!
But seeing the huge beak of the human-faced vulture, with the dual blessing of the speed talisman and the power talisman, it was as fast as lightning and pecked at the head of the humanoid ghost.
The humanoid Nether's head swayed from side to side, trying to dodge, but when he was forced to do so, he opened his bloody mouth and bit into the huge beak.
Puff puff!
Three sounds of blood foam came out in succession!
A blood hole as big as a bowl appeared on the forehead and cheeks of the humanoid Netherworld. It struggled hard, but was carried into the air by the human-faced vulture, unable to use its strength.
While the two were fighting fiercely, Yan Yun held a shield in one hand and a Qingfeng sword in the other, and rushed towards Gong Zheng!
Gong Zheng was originally worried about the human-shaped ghost. Although he tried his best to control the beast, he still could not escape the control of the human-faced vulture. Seeing Yan Yun rushing towards him, he could no longer care about anything else and could only let the human-shaped ghost's instincts go!
Gong Zheng unfolded his body skills and split the folding fan in his hand into two. The fan bone and the fan surface formed two sharp offensives to stop the rushing Yan Yun.
"If you don't admit defeat yet, when will you wait?" Yan Yun shouted!
Yan Yun took out the shield in his hand, and the thing shone with spiritual light and spun rapidly around his body.
The two fingers of his right hand came together to form sword fingers, drawing continuous circles in the air. It was like an invisible thread connected between the sword fingers and the Qingfeng Sword, changing shape and form, attacking Gong Zheng from all directions!
The Qingfeng Sword is the love object between Yan Yun and Di You, and is a primary magical weapon.
Yanchang has passed away, and Yanyun does not know where this thing came from.
The Qingfeng Sword was once taken away by Xiong Nu, and Yan Yun lost it and found it in Lianyun Village. This sword is really low-grade in terms of grade, but it has special significance to Yan Yun.
Yan Yun re-sacrificially refined the Qingfeng Sword, and with the blessing of his powerful magic power, he was able to control it with ease this time!
As the green sword wind cut through the void, Gong Zheng's Taoist robes were torn everywhere and stained red by streams of blood.
However, Gong Zheng's light body technique should not be underestimated. Although he was at a disadvantage, he was not defeated for a while.
Seeing that Gong Zheng was stubborn, Yan Yun sighed inwardly, blocked the attacks from the fan face and the fan bone one after another, threw the shield in his hand, and hit the opponent.
The Qingfeng sword circled rapidly, forming a second wave of attacks, directed at Gong Zheng!
A speed talisman immediately appeared in Yan Yun's hand. Inspired by the magic power, his whole body was like an arrow leaving the string, followed by the Qingfeng Sword, heading straight towards the opponent.
Gong's face turned pale as he dodged the shield attack and stepped sideways to avoid the Qingfeng Sword's attack, but his counterattack was too weak in his haste.
Right in front of Gong Zheng, Yan Yun was two steps closer to him, almost leaning against him!
Punch out!
Gong Zheng's thick body-protecting Qi was unexpectedly overwhelming and was pierced by a single blow!
Gong Zheng felt severe pain in his jaw, and his whole body was hit by a huge force and he flew into the air.
At this point, Gong Zheng's defenses were completely broken and he became a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Immediately afterwards, Gong Zheng felt severe pain in his abdomen, but his body was flying in mid-air and was hit by Yan Yun's elbow like a knife.
A mouthful of thick blood spurted out from Gong Zheng's mouth, staining his white teeth red.
Yan Yun's eyes showed a cold light, and he used the "Thousand-jin Falling" martial arts skill to land on the ground first and slapped Gong Zheng's ears!
Gong Zheng only felt a turbulent sound in his head, and the daytime world in front of him turned to darkness at an extremely fast speed, as if falling into an abyss!
Yan Yun was worried and did not dare to make a fatal blow. This final blow could make the opponent faint, but it was not fatal.
"ah--"
Inside and outside the martial arts arena, there was another chorus of disbelieving exclamations.
Before the match between Yan Yun and Gong Zheng began, 99.9% of the people were not optimistic about Yan Yun, but his fearlessness in the face of danger and his comeback against the wind really shocked the hearts of all cultivators.
This is incredible!
silence! Deathly silence!
"ah--"
Three or five monks outside the field were like madmen, and when everyone in the field was silent, they let out uncoordinated shouts.
These people were dancing like crazy in the stands, as if they were crazy.
Judging from their excited expressions, it was obvious that Jian Zou Xianfeng had bet on Yan Yun to win. According to the odds, their dry spirit stone bags would suddenly overflow.
Changes are still taking place in the competition venue.
Yan Yun didn't even look at Gong Zheng who was lying on the ground, he opened his hand and took out a token.
Yan Yun concentrated his magic power on his right palm and touched the token. Wherever the magic power passed, all traces of Gong Zheng were erased.
Then, he quickly sat on the ground and refined the token.
Without the restraint of the token, the humanoid Netherworld suddenly became extremely violent. He endured the severe pain of being attacked by the human-faced vulture and desperately managed to open the pair of sharp claws that tightly clasped his shoulders.
But before it could make any further moves, its eyes froze and it gave up resistance.
"Come back!" Yan Yun shouted.
The human-faced spirit vulture neighed, seemingly unwilling to do so, and quickly shrank its body, submerging itself into Yan Yun's spirit beast bag.
After a moment of silence, the humanoid You Ming regained his clarity. In his rage, he opened his bloody mouth and screamed at Yan Yun!
Countless spittle stars rained down on Yan Yun, and were blocked by his body-protecting Qi.
"Evil beast! Do you want to die!" Yan Yun shouted angrily, and with a wave of his hand, twelve sets of three sets of four evil talismans suddenly appeared!
The humanoid Netherworld's eyes were wide open, as if it wanted to resist, but as it stared at the three sets of Four Evil Talisman in Yan Yun's hand, it gradually showed its timidity.
"You evil beast, from today onwards, accept me as your master, otherwise, you will be destroyed physically and mentally!" Yan Yun's tongue exploded with thunder!
The humanoid Netherworld was indeed bloodthirsty, but it was also intelligent. It was silent for a moment and took two steps back.
Finally, the humanoid You Ming's knees softened, he knelt down and bowed to Yan Yun.
This bow shocked all the cultivators. Even Liao Sheng in the stands opened his closed eyes under his white eyebrows.
He focused on Yan Yun and looked at it very carefully.
Capturing humanoid ghosts to serve as spiritual beasts is not a secret among senior monks of the Nanshan Sect, but generally speaking, one can only control the humanoid ghosts with the "Forbidden Beast Ring" to make them converge on their beastly hearts and use them for their own purposes.
Unless a monk is powerful enough, there is no precedent for the human form of Netherworld to kneel down. Why does Yan Yun, who is only at the seventh level of Qi Condensation Realm, make him worship like this?
"Senior brother, is this son from the sect of senior brother Xiaoyaozi?"
Fairy Ziyuan's inquiry rang in Liao Sheng's ears.
Liao Sheng shook his head and said through the message: "Even Senior Brother Xiaoyaozi did not have the skills that this boy has shown in today's fighting. Fairy should know that Senior Brother Xiaoyaozi is not good at hand-to-hand combat, and this boy is prepared for both offense and defense. The dual cultivation of muscles and bones and magic power are very different from each other..."
Fairy Ziyuan spoke coldly and said, "Senior brother, do you think this boy has some similarities with the magical powers of the Moyuan Sect?"
Liao Sheng was startled and said, "Fairy, are you talking about the bow and arrow he was equipped with before?"
"That's right. In the previous fights, he had been wearing a bow and arrow, but he never used it. Maybe he was afraid of leaking the details."
"This... fairy's words, poor Taoist dare not believe it. It is possible that this boy comes from the lower sect and is an art master."
"If it comes from the lower sect, you have to be even more careful."
"What is the truth? You will know once you ask."
Liao Sheng suddenly said a few words to Liao Sheng, who was surprised by his disciple's victory.
Liao Sheng answered respectfully.
"Fairy Ziyuan, this child comes from Xiao Zhongnan."
"Hmph! Xiao Zhongnan, a mere lower sect, does he deserve this name?"
"It is said that the founder of the Xiao Zhongnan sect was once on par with the founder of the Nanshan sect."
"Hmph! So what? The next sect is just a small sect, so it is inevitable that it will be half-hearted. It can be used but cannot be reused."
"What the fairy said is true. I wonder what the fairy's plan is?"
"I can't break my promise to him before, but I need to closely monitor this son to find out his details. If there is anything abnormal..."
"The Fairy ordered the Pindao Association to take care of it."
"Thank you for your hard work, senior brother!"
In the competition venue, Yan Yun waved the token towards the humanoid Netherworld, and the beast turned into a puff of blue smoke and disappeared into the token.
"I would like to ask senior, is the bet that junior made with Senior Brother Gong Zheng still valid?"
Yan Yun violated his master Yu Zhenzi's will to "hide his own stupidity" in order to gain access to the Nanshan Sect's orthodoxy. Now that the matter has come to this, there is no reason to back down.
"The Tianzhu Peak disciple Gong Zheng's skills are not as good as others, so the bet with you will naturally be effective."
On the giant sail, Fairy Ziyuan's voice sounded like an ancient well without waves.
Yan Yun saluted the giant sail and immediately bent down to pick up Gong Zheng's storage bag.
"Gong Zheng has lived up to his reputation as the direct descendant of his ancestor. Starting today, he will be admitted to the Baiyi Hall!"
At this time, Fairy Ziyuan said: "Yan Yun, a seventh-level Qi Condensing Realm disciple, performed brilliantly in the sect's selection competition and was promoted to the Battle Master Hall. He is still under the jurisdiction of Senior Brother Xiaoyaozi. I would like to encourage him!"
Tian He knew exactly where the Battle Master Hall was.
When Fairy Ziyuan's words sounded, his expression suddenly changed.
Yanhe was benefiting from his disciple's performance. Hearing the words, he held his breath in his throat, but could not say a word.
Ji Zhao, Yuantai, and Qingchan had never had an in-depth understanding of the Fighting Master Hall before. When they first heard Fairy Ziyuan's so-called "promotion", they thought that Yan Yun had really come to the fore. Even if he failed to enter the line of direct descendants of his ancestors, he would Although I had gained something, I couldn't help but feel confused when I saw all the cultivators in the field looking astonished.
