This disciple who was at the peak of the middle stage of Foundation Establishment didn't seem to have any impact on Yan Lingxiu. He was knocked off the ring with just three moves.

The disciple looked at Yan Lingxiu with dull eyes, as if he couldn't believe it.

There are people who fight across borders.

Almost everyone in the inner sect is able to leapfrog and fight, but those are the geniuses of the inner sect, who do you think they are?

But now that the matter has come to this, he can't help but think too much. The position has changed hands, and he still needs to take it back again, racing against time.

10th place.

Yan Lingxiu almost didn't stop and charged towards the tenth place.

At the same time, after experiencing several battles, Yan Lingxiu's state of cultivation calmed down, which made Bai Zun even more stunned.

This is too cruel.

Not only breaking through the realm, but also stabilizing the realm in battle.

He has done almost all the outrageous things at this stage.

However, to Yan Lingxiu, this is nothing. People always have unlimited potential, and it is reasonable to be able to do incredible things.

"Sure enough, the resilience is very strong..." Bai Zun nodded and said.

This kind of character can only be described with two words: resilience.

Even if the tenth defender is at the bottom of the gold list, few dare to directly challenge him.

Yan Lingxiu is the third one.

The top two were sent back to challenge again, and once the competition for the list begins, the competition will only become more and more intense. Maybe after the challenge fails here, there will be no chance for another impact.

After all, the annual sect competition is approaching, and no one wants to be a stepping stone for others.

This is a true powerhouse in the late stage of foundation building.

Moreover, the strength has reached a certain level.

After all, among the 11th to 20th positions, there are many strong ones with late-stage foundation building.

Being able to stand on the stage is bound to be something special.

Yan Lingxiu was also very energetic.

He could not care so much about the people in front of him and just rely on his strength to directly crush them.

Now, it's almost on the same level.

No one is worse than anyone else, and even Yan Ling is not very sure about his own cultivation.

The ones in front can be said to be flowers in a greenhouse.

But the person in front of me is definitely not.

This is a real tiger and wolf.

"Yan Lingxiu, please give me some advice, senior brother." Yan Lingxiu bowed slightly.

The young man naturally returned the favor.

After the ceremony, neither of them moved immediately, but looked for each other's weaknesses.

Until a certain moment, Yan Lingxiu's steps paused, and after taking a step forward, he took his steps back. This was the flaw that the opponent wanted. Then, the disciple's figure suddenly shot forward.

A gust of palm wind landed almost impartially on Yan Lingxiu's shoulder.

Yan Lingxiu snorted. His figure was almost pushed to the edge of the ring.

But, at that moment, the white blade in his hand was instantly unsheathed, drawing a trace in the air and bringing down a strand of black hair.

Weapons are not allowed to be used in the arena. After all, Jiuxuanmen started out with swordsmanship.

However, this was the first time Yan Lingxiu drew his sword.

It was also the first time I was injured.

But at this moment, whether it was the many elders in the stands or the many disciples watching, all the powerful people who noticed this were silent.

Does this person not want his life?

Even his opponent felt a chill on his neck. Yan Lingxiu controlled it very well, and the sword edge just passed by his neck, picking up a trace of hair.

However, the look in his eyes, as if he were looking at a dead person, made him feel cold all over.

"Swapping injuries for lives?" Bai Zun almost jumped up.

He doesn't know who taught this style of fighting, but he knows that this kind of person is cruel to himself and even more cruel to others. He is clearly a devil!

That's how the magic cultivator is, as long as you show the slightest flaw, he will stare at your flaw and bite you to death.

Anyway, if you die, you won't lose.

Therefore, there are very few immortal monks who take the initiative to provoke demonic cultivators. They are like poisonous snakes, biting without letting go, cruel and vicious.

After the disciple was silent for a long time, he touched the faint blood stain on his neck and said, "I lost."

Wow.

The scene went from silence to uproar.

This is the first time that a disciple has admitted defeat, and he is one of the top ten disciples on the gold list.

It's almost unimaginable.

Yan Lingxiu became a defender again.

He just stood on the stage, his face as pale as a piece of paper.

He was a thin figure with only a slightly ancient sword on his body, but no one dared to look directly into his eyes.

No one has trouble with a madman.

It doesn't matter if it's injured, a wounded tiger remains ferocious.

Although he is still tenth.

But for a while no one dared to challenge it.

However, soon, someone wanted to take advantage of this injury to compete for their own opportunities.

Another late-stage foundation builder.

Yan Lingxiu used all his strength this time and won with a crushing force!

"This kind of strength is really terrifying. He was crushed from beginning to end, crossing two small realms." Bai Zun couldn't help but marveled. "Incorporate this person into my Jingxiao Peak, I will personally train him."

Jingxiao Peak......

What do you teach? Do you teach Buddhist scriptures?

"Let Wang Miao teach you, Jingxiao Peak can also do it." Jiang Lian said slowly, "Let's arrange it this way for now."

Inner disciples are required to hang on one of the nine peaks of Xuanmen.

In fact, after being balanced, Jiu Feng's strength is almost the same.

Moreover, in addition to the leader of each peak, the other elders and deacons form an important part of the inner sect of the sect.

It can be said that the inner gate of the sect is the nine peaks of Xuanmen.

If Yan Lingxiu is really going to come in, it won't matter which channel he enters.

As for accepting him as a disciple?

It would be better to wait until this person's strength reaches the system standard.

After all, Jiuxuanmen is the number one in the world, and each of its disciples wants to be famous all over the world and shoulder the mission of the rise of Jiuxuanmen.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see." Jiang Lian stood up slowly.

Yan Lingxiu probably didn't intend to continue hitting it.

After all, being able to finish tenth is considered an extraordinary performance.

The ones above are all strong men at the peak of foundation building. With his current strength, he would rather face those below who are in the later stages of foundation building, just to fight a few more games.

"Okay, let's go." Bai Zun glanced at Yan Lingxiu again, with admiration in his eyes, "This is really a good seedling. I don't know what his talent is. If he advances quickly, he can definitely become the next generation.

The headmaster has trained him."

Jiang Lian thought about Bai Zun's seemingly unintentional words.

Yes, the talent is indeed ridiculously strong, but it is not as strong as Lei Linggen, but a special physique.

It’s the special physique of the demons!

This is the only thing Jiang Lian has any scruples about.

Regardless of whether it was Yan Lingxiu or Shen Qiong, Jiang Lian did not intend to interfere with anything until they were able to stand alone.

Just as Jiang Lian stood up, Yan Lingxiu, who was fighting below, seemed to sense something and suddenly looked over.

The Zixiao Sword emits a faint hazy glow in the sunlight.

As for the face of that person, Yan Lingxiu only had a glimpse, and his vision was extremely vague, but he was sure in his heart that this was that person.

After Jiang Lian felt Yan Lingxiu's gaze, he just paused slightly and disappeared.

As for Yan Lingxiu, he took a step back because he was distracted and swayed by the disciple's sword energy.
Chapter completed!