"What news? Can it surprise me? Could it be that Lin Lengyan has made something wrong again?" Yan Xun'er didn't think that any news would surprise her. The people related to her in the Dan Sect were Lin Lengyan and Lin Zhanyan.

"I heard that Lin Lengyan is sick! He is so sick that he can't get up to participate in the next sect competition." Yi Sheng said thoughtfully as he heard the rumors from outside.

"I'm sick? Why are I sick? We practitioners never get sick at will. How could she suddenly get sick?" Yan Xun'er was a little surprised. She was sick. She felt that this reason was false after hearing it.

"It's not that it's strange. I haven't heard of any cultivator who will get sick easily, but no one has seen her these days. I don't know where she went." Yi Sheng didn't think this matter was strange if he didn't think it was strange. If it is, I won’t come to talk to Yan Xun'er specifically.

"I'm afraid there's something strange in the middle, but I just don't know what it is. Forget it, let's be careful in everything, so I can only do this first." Yan Xun'er nodded, and this can only be done first.

"But this is a good thing for you, because this round of competition is eight to four, and the person who competes with you is Lin Lengyan. If she is sick and can't participate, you can advance directly." Yi Sheng looked meaningful with a look of meaning Looking at Yan Xun'er deeply.

Yan Xun'er stroked her forehead, "It's okay, then I really have to thank her for being sick."

Although she didn't have to compete again, when the game was over, Yan Xun'er and Yisheng went to watch the fun. The more the game came, the more intense it became. Even Yan Xun'er had to admit that , the three major sects are indeed crouching tigers and hidden dragons. He also met Xuancheng of Yuan Sect and Wu Jingwei of Wu Sect.

It's really not a loss for such a big reputation. Wu Jingwei looked at Yue Zhi from afar, which made people feel respectful. His spiritual power was powerful and he was really invincible when he was fighting against others on the ring. Seeing Yan Xun'er's heart was so exciting that she couldn't help herself.

"Heroes and heroes should be like this. If you don't say anything else, just talk about this fighting spirit. I have never seen anyone stronger than him!"

"Yes, Wu Zong's cultivation method is indeed special, and only such a person with a strong fighting spirit can practice it." Yi Sheng was also very impressed by this, but he was not willing to let him practice it. It's not the case with a personality, and it's not appropriate.

Xuancheng of Yuanzong was wearing a white dress, with a temperament like a banished immortal. The white dress seemed to be about to go back on the wind. His spiritual power was also like a fairy-like piaopiao. For this style, Yan Xun'er I can't appreciate it, "You said that people who become immortals at any time don't have to eat and drink water? Maybe they eat wind and dew."

"Will you be able to fast to the extreme of cultivation and become a god or an immortal? Are you still greedy for the desire to be greedy?" Yi Sheng gave Yan Xun'er a blank look. He was still born to such a person who had no illusion. The fox cats raised in the earth are really puzzling. How come the spiritual energy of heaven and earth give birth to such lazy people?

Maybe this is the wonder between heaven and earth? Sometimes when Yisheng thinks of this, he can't help but smile.

Two days later, there were only four people who finally entered the last round, Xuan Cheng, Wu Jingwei, and Hong Ling'er, a disciple of the Dan Sect Master, and Yan Xun'er, who was lucky enough to be overwhelmed. Because Lin Lengyan was sick in this round, he was directly Promotion.

At this time, Lin Lengyan was angrily slamming the things in the house, "Hmph, Daddy must not let me participate in the sect competition, otherwise how could she be arrogant? I must let her fall in front of everyone.

He was terrified."

"Yes, if the junior sister can participate in this sect competition, the leader will only take pictures. Alas, it's a pity that the master will not let you go." Lin Zhanyan stayed aside and patiently comforted the irritable Lin Lengyan, "But then again,

The master locked you in the house for your own good. Isn’t this because he is afraid that you will be bored alone and asks me to practice martial arts with you?"

"Who knows what Dad is thinking? I can't guess his thoughts. But that day he said, I may not be able to beat Amao's Samadhi True Fire. Do you think it's true or false? I don't believe it.

I can't beat a disciple." Lin Lengyan was a little more happy when he heard his senior brother's comfort, but she still felt uncomfortable when she thought of the words of Sect Master Lin that day.

"I don't know if my junior sister can beat her, but I know that my junior sister is smart and beautiful, and she is a hundred times better than her. And even if my junior sister can't beat her, it's not because she is so powerful, but because Samadhi True Fire is really a treasure.

If the Samadhi True Fire is so powerful, when we obtain the practice rules of Samadhi True Fire, the junior sister's progress will inevitably be a thousand miles a day."

Thinking of his defeat at Yan Xun'er that day, Lin Zhanyan felt indescribable humiliation and discomfort, so at this time he really admitted that Yan Xun'er was vulnerable. Doesn't that mean that he himself is even more

A pustules? So it is impossible to slander Yan Xun'er until she is worthless, but it is okay to attribute her achievements to Samadhi True Fire.

He was defeated not because Yan Xun'er was too powerful, but because of the Samadhi True Fire, so that he could feel a little more comfortable.

Lin Lengyan also agreed with the words of the senior brother, "Yes, if there is no Samadhi True Fire, why did she get into our eyes? However, Senior Brother, if you get Samadhi True Fire, can we start practicing immediately

Then? You will definitely become famous all over the world.”

"You can naturally practice junior sister. I lost to Ah Mao in the first round of this sect competition. Master is so disappointed that I am afraid I won't let me practice." Lin Zhanyan felt a little sad when he thought of this.

.

"Don't worry, senior brother, I will plead for you in front of my father. Dad will definitely not blame you at that time. Besides, it's really not you who blames you for this matter. It's all that blamed Ah Mao." Lin Lengyan saw that his senior brother was unhappy.

, a little worried, immediately said that he would plead for him in front of Master Lin.

"Thank you, junior sister, by the way, the master of the Lord's Sect is coming back these days, right? If we want to do something to Ah Mao, it is best to finish it before he comes back, so that we can finish it." Lin Zhanyan pondered.

Next, think of their previous plans.

"Don't worry, there is definitely no problem with the plan this time. I have already thought about it before and told my father that I will finish these things before the leader comes back, so that I will definitely not have any braids to catch him." Lin Lengyan said

Here, I was much more excited and showed a cruel smile on my face.

This day is the final game. Yan Xun'er, Hong Ling'er and Xuancheng, Wu Jingwei and each decide the winner first, and then the winner can challenge Xuancheng and Wu Jingwei and the winner,

Decide the top three rankings.

Hong Ling'er, as her name is, is dressed in red clothes, and is delicate and delicate, like a red peach hanging on the branch. When she went on stage, she gave Yan Xun'er a gift, "The Lord of Dan, Jun Hongling

I’m polite, Sister Ah Mao!”

Yan Xun'er blushed when she looked at such a cute and cute person. This is the charm of the little girl. She has a unique charm of walking with shame and looking back with her back. But Yan Xun'er dared not be right.

She was a little contemptuous, after all, she was a master who had passed five levels and reached this point by killing six generals.

"Sister Ling'er is polite. You can just click between you and me. If you accidentally hurt you, I'm afraid I'm not at ease." Yan Xun'er bowed silly and saluted Hong Ling'er after saluting her.

Then he pulled out the driving.

Although Yan Xun'er's face is now pale and messy, her head is straight and slender, and she can't hide it from others. Hong Ling'er is pretty and cute, and her red dress is as adorable as petals on the branches.

The competition between the two was not angry at all, but was more like a colorful and beautiful scene.

"This Mao, I thought it was too tricky and ugly before, but it seemed that it was not bad. He had a profound spiritual power. Although his face was a little worse, he could be considered as having a noble temperament. You said she and Hong Ling'er

Which one can win?”

"Of course it's Hong Ling'er. Although she looks cute and pretty, her skills are not weak. The big man from Wuzong was seriously injured and vomited blood by her a few days ago."

No matter how the audience discussed it, Yan Xun'er is actually far from as relaxed as the people in the audience. Hong Ling'er is indeed a person with real skills. Her techniques are dense and her spiritual power is like a trickle, although it is fine.

, but it seemed that there was no time to stop, and the dripping water could wear out the stone. Yan Xun'er could only fight with her by relying on her body and sword skills.

"After all, I am a little girl. Even if she really has long spiritual power, can she still grow to an endless level? At this time, I only have body skills, sword skills to fight with her, and it consumes less spiritual power, and she uses her long spiritual power to kill her.

For example, if you consume a lot of spiritual power, if one goes up and down, I will definitely hold on for longer than her, and I will definitely win at that time."

The idea was settled, and Yan Xun'er no longer hesitated and focused her whole mind on body and sword skills. For a moment, she felt that there were many phantoms in front of her, as if hundreds of figures were passing by, Hong Ling

The man was a little anxious. If he continued like this, his spiritual power would not be able to support him for long. He could only spread the killer moves more densely, stacked them up, full of murderous intent.

Yan Xun'er vaguely seemed to have entered a very free state. She was no longer thinking about direction, tricks, etc. She just needed to move with her heart, and it was all instinct between looking down and leaning. In fact, this state was very dangerous.

If there is a mistake, it is a life worry. However, it is also of great benefit to oneself. If one can practice it, then one's personal realm will be up to another level.

Time passed little by little, and the sun slowly set westward. The two people on the ring seemed to have no change in any way, and they were still flying like butterflies. The people below the stage looked a little tired, "This has been too long.

?Are they fighting or playing?"

But what they didn't know was that the situation on the ring was changing little by little, just like the stream slowly drying out, and the earth slowly exposed its original appearance. Hong Ling'er's breath has been no longer so calm and long since when did it become
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