Seeing the competition platform open, Yin Xiuxuan thanked him and quickly flew up to pick Yan Chengxu up. He released a trace of true energy and penetrated into his body. He felt that Yan Chengxu was still breathing, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then I had to hold him down.
At this moment, a red sword light flew over from a distance, whipping up a strong wind and falling to the ground. The sword light dispersed, revealing a figure, it was Ning Buwu.
"Junior Brother Ning, why are you here!" The leading Foundation Establishment disciple hurriedly came up to greet him.
Ning Buwu nodded and said: "I have met three senior brothers. The junior brothers came here just for this son." After saying that, he raised his finger and pointed to the stage.
Hearing this, the leading Foundation Establishment disciple said with a troubled face: "Junior brother, this competition is not over yet!"
Ning Buwu frowned slightly when he heard this, looked at the hundreds of disciples in black around him, and said, "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge him?"
When everyone heard this, they thought of the spiritual weapon and robe that Yan Chengxu had in hand earlier, and how they still didn't know about the relationship between Ning Buwu and Yan Chengxu, so no one dared to speak out.
After ten breaths passed, Ning Buwu turned around and looked at the three of them: "Three senior brothers, is it okay to be so ignorant?"
When the three of them heard this, they exchanged glances, and finally the leader said: "In this case, it is not a violation of the rules. The three of us announced that this disciple is allowed to enter the inner sect and become an inner sect disciple."
Hearing this, Ning Buwu showed a rare smile, cupped his hands and said, "I have to thank the three senior brothers. This boy was seriously injured, so I brought him back first."
All three people nodded and quickly agreed.
Ning Buwu waved his hand, and a red sword light flew up, wrapping around Yan Chengxu. He took it from Yin Xiuxuan's arms and flew to him. It was the flying sword, a spiritual weapon.
Ning Buwu glanced at Yin Xiuxuan calmly, then turned to the three foundation-building monks and said: "Three senior brothers, if you have anything to do in the future, you can come to Waijiujiu to find me, and you will do your best."
The three of them were waiting for these words, with satisfied smiles on their faces.
Ning Buwu raised his hand, flew his sword towards the spiritual weapon, and then disappeared from the place with the sword and Yan Chengxu in a burst of red sword light.
Feng Zhen was dead, and although Yan Chengxu was seriously injured, it would not be a big deal if he was taken away by Ning Buwu. Now that he understood the matter, Yin Xiuxuan smiled slightly and was about to step off the stage.
Suddenly a voice came from the crowd, saying: "Boy, are you going to come down if you don't challenge me? Is it because you want to break the rules?"
As soon as this voice came out, many people echoed it. After all, for them, if one more person challenges before them, they will have one more chance. Anyway, it is a good thing, so why not do it.
When Yin Xiuxuan heard the first commotion, his face became a little ugly, and he heard the voice in his mind: "Mr. Ye, can you tell who that person is?"
Ye Piaoling laughed and said: "Who else is there? Not long ago, it was the kid from before. He thought he would not be discovered if he hid in the crowd. I have a Nascent Soul level of consciousness. If you want to avoid it, you can only do it unless he is also a Nascent Soul.
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Yin Xiu
As everyone was making a fuss, Yin Xiuxuan had no choice but to stand on the stage, looking in one direction coldly, but not speaking.
Suddenly, a sword light flew up from among the fifty people and now forty-nine people, and landed on the high platform. It was revealed that among the forty-nine people, there were only a few eighth-level Qi practitioners.
Disciple in black.
"Junior brother, now that you are on stage, you will not be able to pass without a duel. What do you think? Let me accompany you to a duel. Anyway, among the fifty people present, I am the lowest in cultivation. A duel between me and junior brother is considered."
Don’t suffer a loss.”
Yin Xiu
Okay. Obviously, I won't suffer a loss. In fact, this senior brother doesn't want to pick a weak persimmon so that he can pass the three competitions early and maintain his advantage of entering the inner gate.
These thoughts turned around in Yin Xiuxuan's mind and were read clearly, but he did not show it at all. Instead, he showed a happy face, shook his head repeatedly and said: "Senior brother, you are really willing to compete with me. Junior brother, my cultivation is
It’s too low, how dare I fight against you, senior brother!”
Seeing that Yin Xiu
If you admit defeat in time, senior brother, I will stop. I will never hurt junior brother."
Yin Xiuxuan looked like he was doubting the truth and asked: "Senior brother, are you serious about what you said?"
Hearing this, the disciple in black was most likely overjoyed and nodded repeatedly, "Take it seriously, of course you take it seriously. As long as you ask your uncle to take care of you, it won't be a big deal. Junior brother, let's compete!"
Yin Xiuxuan looked at the foundation-building monks under the stage and saw that the three of them were still there. One was in the center to watch over the overall situation, one was guarding the competition next to him, and the other was looking at the two of them with a smile on his face and a slight smile on his face.
He nodded, then looked relieved, nodded to the foundation-building disciple and said: "Senior brother, it's hard to refuse such kindness, so I will be disrespectful to you!"
The disciple opposite laughed loudly and said: "Junior brother, please don't be polite. Come on, come on, have a good fight with me before we talk!" After saying that, he cupped his hands towards the foundation-building master, nodded, and then signaled
Yin Xiuxuan started.
The disciple in black felt that he had deceived such an innocent junior fellow student Yin Xiuxuan, and he felt a little guilty, so he said, "As a senior fellow apprentice, I can't make the first move, so junior fellow apprentice, you should do it first!"
When Yin Xiuxuan heard this, he smiled slightly and said, "If that's the case, I won't be polite. Senior brother, let's take a look!"
As he spoke, Yin Xiuxuan raised his hand and saw more than twenty talismans. Countless cold air erupted from the air, instantly covering the high platform of more than ten feet with cold air.
"Water element attack!" Seeing this, the black-clothed disciple smiled proudly. He was using the earth element attack method, which could restrain the water element.
Just when the black-clothed disciple was happy, he saw Yin Xiuxuan quickly picking up various spells in his hands, pressing them hard against the ground, and shouted softly: "Ice!"
In an instant, as if on command, the cold air surged out, freezing the surrounding area. Countless ice spikes rose from the ground of the competition arena, and the entire competition arena turned into a crystal world in the blink of an eye.
When the black-clothed disciple saw Yin Xiuxuan casting spells, he felt disdain in his heart. However, when he saw ice spears rising up one after another, he was frightened. When he was about to use his method, he saw ten ice spears rising from the ground around his body.
From the spot between his legs, a three-foot-long ice spear stabbed up, almost piercing him. As for the rest of the ice spears, the part closest to him was his throat, but