The substitute heroine whose spiritual root was taken away 28

The second day.

The sect competition officially begins

Xuanyuan Sect has always been at the bottom of the five sects in the past years, and sometimes it is even surpassed by other sects.

As soon as the leader of the Xuanyuan Sect sat down in his seat, he was ridiculed by the Sirius Sect.

Shen Muyuan mocked him unceremoniously this time, and the two Mahayana masters almost started to fight each other like merchants in the market.

Finally, after being violently interceded by the old monk of Foming Temple, the two of them sat in their seats without saying a word.

Watch the sect competition below.

The Xuanyuan Sect mainly uses formations and has an advantage in team competitions, but in individual competitions, they often cannot last long.

In the end, very few Xuanyuan Sect disciples made it to the finals.

But this time, they improved the formation, shortened the formation time in a short time, and increased the attack power of the formation.

The fight was also very stalemate.

The leader of the Sirius Sect spoke disdainfully.

"Certain sects are like turtles who only try to avoid."

Unexpectedly, at this time, the Wenlian formation that was being tested had been completed, and the arena was filled with purple light. Opposite him, a very strong Kunlun disciple holding a hammer was standing in the center of the formation.

Wenlian bent down to avoid the flying hammer and formed a seal with his fingers.

"Array up."

The purple light was so powerful that it completely surrounded the Kunlun Sect disciples, making them unable to move.

The sinister-faced disciple laughed, and the spiritual energy in his body began to circulate rapidly, and after a while he broke through the confinement of the formation.

He once again held the hammer and rushed towards Wen Lian.

But I don't want to take just one step and be trapped by the formation again.

Wen Lian seized the opportunity, rose into the air with a long sword in his hand, and stabbed towards the strong man with the hammer.

"I surrender."

When the long sword was about to stab the strong man, the strong man made a sound that was completely inconsistent with his figure. The sound was delicate, like a shy little girl.

The two of them got off the ring, and the "strong man" followed Wen Lian shyly: "Brother Wen Lian, you are so powerful, no one has ever beaten you."

Wen Lian smiled gently at her: "Brother Su is also very powerful."

"Brother Su, she's a girl."

As she said that, Su Xiaohua punched Wen Lian on the chest: "I hate it."

Wen Lian staggered due to the beating and almost flew out. He covered his sore chest and clasped his fists quickly: "Brother Su, Miss Bu Su, please forgive me, I didn't mean it."

"I don't blame you."

Su Xiaohua looked at Wen Lian with the tail of her eyes, and her face turned red.

"Okay, Old Shen, why are you so crazy this time? It turns out you have improved the formation."

The leader of the Kunlu Sect looks like he is in his thirties or forties, with a long beard reaching to his chest, a kind demeanor, but he smiles like an old fox.

"But my disciples of the Kunlun Sect are not vegetarians either."

Shen Muyuan smiled and said nothing.

Until the afternoon.

It was Shen Chen's turn to come on stage.

The one she was fighting against was Wen Renju from the Sirius sect.

Because of Shen Chen's Tianling followers, many people paid attention to this competition, and Wen Renju was also a leader among the young disciples of the Tianlang sect.

He and the leader of the Sirius Sect looked at each other.

He lowered his eyes to cover up the malicious look in them.

His sister Wen Rennu died in the Warcraft Forest.

It’s all the fault of the Xuanyuan sect for refusing to save anyone.

He held the ring in his hand tightly.

Inside is a Gu insect that feeds on human spiritual roots.

He knew that he might not be able to beat Tian Ling and Shen Chen.

But his goal was not to win the game at all.

Isn’t she Tian Linghe? Isn’t she the pride of the entire Xuanyuan Sect?

He is going to destroy this pride.

The disciples of Tianyan Sect knocked on the spirit drum.

He shouted: "The 123rd match, Xuanyuan sect Shen Chen versus Tianlang sect Wen Renju."

"The game begins."

As the disciples of Tianyan Sect finished speaking.

In the blink of an eye.

Before anyone could react, Wen Renju flew out of the ring like a light.
Chapter completed!