Song Shiyun covered her mouth, giggled repeatedly, and joked: "The person is so beautiful and gorgeous, but he is too arrogant. If he humiliates his opponent like this, he will not be able to get out of the market."

Chi Yun boy beside Song Shiyun was dumbfounded. Thinking of the promise he had made with Li Bumian in Tiandao Tower, Chi Yun boy regretted it. Why did he twitch his mind and promise such a thing?

Chiyun boy thought that people should not be without faith, and after leaving a knot in their hearts, it would hinder their future practice.

Chiyun boy took a deep breath, bowed to Song Shiyun with his fists, and said respectfully: "Master, he is Wu Ji, the disciple mentioned before."

Song Shiyun: "…"

The smile on Song Shiyun's face gradually disappeared.

Elder Zheng smacked his pipe and stared at Li Bumian with his beard and stared at him, wanting to see what tricks this person who gave up his identity as a first-class alchemist could do.

"I dare to be so arrogant at the peak of foundation building to fight the early stage of the elixir. I don't know if I have real skills or sensationalism."

"Brother Xu's words are wrong. It is often said that there must be demons at the extreme of things, and this is even more true for the word "beauty". No matter what, as long as it reaches the extreme, it must have extraordinary content, and the same is true for appearance."

All the peak masters were attracted by Li Bumian's behavior of humiliating his opponent and looked at the No. 2 ring.

The elder of the No. 2 ring shouted: "No. 72 vs. No. 66, war begins!"

The monk Jiedan did not dare to neglect. He remembered the task assigned to him by the disciple of Qingzhu Peak, and believed that he must not be careless this time, and he must be disabled with one blow!

As soon as the elder of the ring finished speaking, the monk Jiedan immediately sacrificed his proud magic weapon. He bit his tongue and opened his mouth and spit it. Thirty-six thin silver needles formed a set of silver needles that burst out from his mouth. With a sharp silver rainbow light, it instantly rushed towards Li Bumian from various tricky angles. They attacked the fatal key acupoints, which could destroy the meridians!

The elder of the ring paused and thought to himself that this boy was vicious. In the early stage of the Jindan fight against the foundation-building cultivator, he actually used flying needle magic weapon and used sneak attacks to attack the vitals. It was really despicable!

The eldest disciple of Qingzhu Peak smiled grimly. His dog legs did not disappoint him. The opening was a killer move. The lion fought against the rabbit with all his strength to see how a small foundation-building monk escaped.

"Dare to rob the woman I recognize, so that you will not see the sun tomorrow!"

The eldest disciple of Qingzhu Peak smiled grimly, and had already imagined that Li Bumian would become a tragic situation.

The ten peak masters were all shocked. The flying needle magic weapon is a famous Yin people's magic weapon in the cultivation world. This Jindan cultivator is too vicious!

"Go to die!"

The monk Jiedan shouted loudly, and the thirty-six flying needles were only half a foot away from Li Bumian!

The elders of the arena did not stop it. The rule of the sword test meeting is that death is not allowed. As long as you shout to admit defeat, the battle will end immediately. The current situation does not match any of the two points. There are also many disciples who have been deposed in the sword test meeting over the years.

Everyone sighed, thinking that Li Bumian was already a useless person. At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Li Bumian's body changed a moment, leaving behind a shadow of Li Bumian transformed into clouds, and he had already left the place and reached fifty steps away.

All thirty-six flying needles were pierced on the illusion of clouds and mist. Li Bumian's afterimage of clouds and mist were pierced in with the flying needles, turning into wisps of white smoke, dissipating.

The monk Jiedan was shocked and his killer move was actually lost!

Elder Zheng on the high platform coughed and was choked by cigarettes again.

"Flowing Cloud Step!"

The ten peak masters were shocked. Someone actually used this entry-level body technique at the sword test conference! He did not take his opponent seriously at all!

Song Shiyun had a solemn eyes and a little confused on her charming face. She asked Chiyun Tongzi: "Liuyunbu... is it a secret to body skills issued by the promotion outside sect?"

"Master's correct explanation."

Boy Chiyun nodded, only to feel that everything in front of him was too dreamy.

The mad dog Xu Changfeng's eyes were as big as a copper bell, and he said in disbelief: "Are you a madman? The magic weapon he used is the Chongxiao Sword, and the body technique he used is Liuyun Step. This Liuyun Step returns him to the realm of enlightenment. He is very clever. Don't tell me that the martial arts he practices are also my mind-turning clouds!"

Li Bumian pinched his hands with his hands, and I thought Lingyun's mental method began to use his skills. He felt that his whole body became much clearer, and there was a refreshing coolness between his lungs.

Song Shiyun's eyes were full of colors and joked: "It's really as Senior Brother Xu said, I really practiced my mind and spiritual method."

Xu Changfeng almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He has been in Lingyun Sect for more than a hundred years and has never seen such a strange disciple! The three-piece set of novice outsiders has been used until now!

The purpose of the creation of the Lingyun Heart Technique is just to allow the disciples to cultivate their sentiments and cultivate their character. It is not suitable for fighting at all. Many of the masters of the peak are shocked. Is the white-haired man on the No. 2 ring a brain problem or fearless?

The elder of the ring twitched his eyelids and helped his forehead, completely speechless at Li Bumian.

In fact, Li Bumian could crush the monk Jiedan into powder even if he breathed his breath, but in order not to attract attention, he decided to show off his operations well and acted like he was fighting back and forth.

"The Ice Flames and the Winds of the Wind!"

Li Bumian shouted loudly, and two white and slender fingers touched the Chongxiao Sword. Then a spark exploded. With a rush, burning flames emerged from the Chongxiao Sword.

The monk Jiedan did not dare to neglect, so he immediately controlled the silver needle and shot Li Bumian.

Li Bumian's muscle memory began to feedback, subconsciously trying to avoid this attack, but Li Bumian remained steady. He wanted to show that he was fighting with the Jidan monk, so he was ready to resist this shot.

"Dry wood skills!"

Li Bumian calculated the direction of the silver needle flying, hardened thirty-five parts of his body into hard blue-brown tree bark, resisting this set of flying needle magic weapons, but he deliberately fell down one place and let the flying needle hit it!

The monk Jiedan smiled and succeeded! It was the Tianque Vein, and it would inevitably be a heavy blow when hit!

Li Bumian pretended to let out a muffled groan, but in fact, the flying needle that hit him did not even pierce the skin.

The monk Jiedan pursued the victory, and his deep true energy gushed in his palm, ready to use his trump card.

"The third style of Yanyun, the first style, the wind and fire spread!"

The monk Jiedan slapped out with his palm and made a ray of flame. In an instant, a flame of about a meter-long size flourished, forming a prairie fire in the wind, almost wrapping half of the ring!

"The third style of Yanyun, the second style, fire plowing and water plowing!"

The monk Jiedan slapped out another palm, and the mist evaporated in the fire, but it formed the nutrients of the flames. The fire of the prairie turned into a fierce ancient beast, opening its huge mouth and spitting out the sparks.

"The third style of Yanyun, the third style, eat raw meat and drink blood!"

The monk Jiedan used his palms together and tried them forward together. He had three attributes of pseudo-spirit roots, namely FenghuoShui. This move just corresponds to his spiritual roots, which was already a killer move for him.

The flame-fighting beast rushed towards Li Bumian.

Li Bumian: "..."

"Pi Li Aurora Slash!"

boom!

There was only a deafening thunder sound, and a dazzling white light shone on the No. 2 ring, which even blinded people's eyes, which actually interfered with all the competitions in the ring. Everyone's eyes were white and could not see things, so they had to use their spiritual sense to investigate.

The white light was fleeting, and it was just a flash in the pan and it was immediately annihilated.

Everyone was shocked to look at the No. 2 ring. I don’t know what kind of magical power it is, which has such power.

"Who is the man in white? He's so handsome..."

"The white light just now wasn't it that he made."

"I feel ashamed, Senior Brother Nangong, forgive me, I seem to fall in love with someone else."

There were many different opinions from the disciples present, but Jiang Hua looked puzzled. There were too many mystery in Li Bumian.

Li Bumian brushed his sleeves, tied a sword flower with the Chongxiao sword, and said calmly: "I'll give in."

The killing move of the monk Jiedan was resolved, and he vomited a mouthful of blood under the backlash. Li Bumian's move just now was too weird and he didn't know what was going on, so his three styles of Yanyun were resolved.

The monk Jiedan stretched out a hand and pointed at Li Bumian's nose and shouted: "What kind of concession? The winner has not been decided yet!"

With the actions of the monk Jiedan, blood lines on his arms began to burst out.

Two clicks.

The two arms of monk Jiedan fell to the ground, and bright red plasma was overflowing. Li Bumian unknowingly chopped off his arms.

"Win No. 66!" the elder of the ring shouted.

Li Bumian smiled at the monk Jiedan like a spring breeze and left the arena.

The elder of the ring quickly asked a disciple to pick up the broken arm of the monk Jiedan and support the monk Jiedan to the healing room. If he treats him immediately, his arm can still be connected. If he uses magical powers to make the arm grow again, his vitality will be greatly damaged.

The monk Jiedan looked at Li Bumian with resentment and left with resentment.

The eldest disciple of Qingzhu Peak looked extremely ugly. He couldn't handle a foundation-building cultivator in the early stage of the elixir. He was really useless and could only count on the next one.

Song Shiyun chuckled lightly on the platform, became interested in Li Bumian, and said to Chiyun Tongzi: "The Wu Ji you mentioned can challenge him more than level, but he has some skills, let alone a great realm."

Chiyun Boy was happy. Wu Ji's performance was very excellent. There were many people who could challenge more than the level of Senluo Jianzhou, but there was no one in a thousand who could reach a greater level.

"What does Master mean?" asked the boy Chiyun.

"If he can really enter the top 50, I will accept him." Song Shiyun said calmly,
Chapter completed!