On the list of 700 golden elixir-level heroes, there are only a few monks in the early and middle stages of the golden elixir, and the others are all monks in the late golden elixir stage.
I didn't expect that I would be included in the list from the very beginning. I don't know which seniors had the idea, but I'm thankful for it.
The world of cultivating immortals has always been one of the weak and the strong, which is extremely cruel.
She was only a monk in the middle stage of the first-order golden elixir, and she had been injured the day before, so she naturally became the target of many monks who wanted to challenge her.
When several monks came forward to invite a fight, they all focused on her. Unfortunately, none of them were as quick as the female monk from Qianyin Palace.
She flew up to the center of the arena, took out her identity jade token and said to everyone: "Qi Zhiyu from Qianyin Palace is willing to ask Xuanling Sect Yun Ling for advice!"
It was one of the female cultivators who mocked Yun Ling in the corridor yesterday.
Yesterday she was still wearing a goose-yellow dress, with jingling pearls all over her head. Today she was wearing a purple robe specially made by Qianyin Palace, and there were only two hairpin rings left in her bun. If her voice hadn't changed, Yun Ling wouldn't have been able to wear it.
I'm sure.
Yun Ling flew directly from the eighth floor and landed in front of her, "Xuanling Sect Yun Ling, accept the challenge."
The arena steward nodded and said, "Both of you, please wait a moment. After all the challengers have come on stage, the aura shields of these nine arenas will be opened."
"Zhang Yao of Changdu Gate challenges Zhang Hanzhi of Tianhai Pavilion."
"Wang Yuanqiao of the Yuling Sect challenged Qian Dushen of Danxia Valley."
"Xuanling Sect Lu Zhifan challenges..."
Soon, two monks stood on each of the nine stages.
"Everyone, when the spiritual light shield lights up, it is the beginning. The sword has no eyes, so be careful.
Although this challenge is life-or-death, I hope you all can remember that we are all members of the Longyou Spiritual Vein and don’t defend it to the death.”
After saying what was going on in the arena, he stepped aside and took up the spiritual arts with both hands.
After three breaths, a transparent light curtain rose above each arena.
This spiritual light shield can prevent any spells and magic weapons inside from flying out, and can also prevent outside magic weapons from entering.
This ensures the safety of everyone watching the game, and also ensures that the challenge is fair and free from interference from outsiders.
To be honest, Qi Zhiyu does have the ability to talk nonsense to others.
In the late stage of Jin Dan, as soon as the spiritual light shield lit up, she immediately distanced herself from Yun Ling. At the same time, she sacrificed a pipa-style magic weapon.
Before Yun Ling came to the Wushuang Society, she had already studied that the female cultivators in the Qianyin Palace were all very good at sound attacks and were mediocre at close combat.
This is also related to their skills. In the past, the disciples of Qianyin Palace encouraged their disciples to practice dual cultivation. The male cultivators of Qianyin Palace were good at fighting and plundering formations, while the female cultivators used sound techniques to attack from a distance. In this way, you get twice the result with half the effort.
Unfortunately, Qi Zhiyu could only act alone at the Wushuang Conference, and the music also needed time to play before it had any effect. He barely dodged it, and the occasional one or two music played would not cause any harm to Yun Ling.
One is chasing and the other is escaping, which makes others find it a bit boring.
Yun Ling also felt a little bored and didn't want to waste any more time, so he stepped closer to her and stabbed her directly with his umbrella.
What he never expected was that a long blue sword suddenly thrust out from under the umbrella. If Yun Ling didn't know that he had used his close hand to avoid it in an instant, he would have been stabbed to his core.
This long sword was pulled out from the main stem of the pipa in Qi Zhiyu's hand. It turned out that playing the music was just a pretense to seduce her. What they wanted was her closeness.
Qi Zhiyu probably didn't expect that she could avoid it, so he was distracted for a moment.
The next moment she put the long sword back into the pipa, and her slender jade fingers moved quickly on the pipa, as if dancing on the strings.
The music was exciting, and although it did not make her lose consciousness, it also caused the ups and downs of her spiritual blood throughout her body.
Yun Ling lowered his eyes and sighed secretly, he must fight quickly.
She took a light swing step and continued to bully her forward, but left a short distance. Qi Zhiyu used a small shield to stop her jade green umbrella, but found three thin needles passing under the umbrella and heading towards her heart.
Go everywhere.
She sidestepped.
Unexpectedly, another one swiped from the tip of her nose, causing her severe pain.
Before she could scream, four more fine needles pricked her strings. With a "buzz" sound, the four strings broke simultaneously.
Yun Ling's target has never been her.
If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your weapon. For the monks of Qianyin Palace, the sound attack magic weapon is very important. Instead of hitting people, it is better to damage the magic weapon first.
Qi Zhiyu reacted very quickly. She quickly drew out her long sword and retreated, intending to use a brand new pipa. This should be her spare magical weapon.
Naturally, Yun Ling would not give her another chance. She quickly stepped forward, and the cold light pierced her waist and abdomen. When she was in pain and slow to move, Yun Ling pushed her off the ring.
"Xuanling Sect Yun Ling wins, Qianyin Palace Qi Zhiyu is disqualified from continuing to challenge."
Amidst the ring steward's announcement, Yun Ling walked gently past Qi Zhiyu without even looking at her.
Ignoring your opponent is giving your opponent the greatest contempt.
If it weren't for the public, with many people watching, she would be embarrassed to kill her. Otherwise, just based on what she said, the location where the cold light pierced her would not be as simple as her waist and abdomen.
Let's spare her life. Cold light breaks its own coldness, and her injury will definitely not heal every three to five years. Just go to Qianyin Palace to heal the injury, and don't come out to be a sarcastic mother-in-law again.
Three days later, when Yun Ling came out of the stone chamber again, another female disciple from Qianyin Palace challenged her.
"Zhang Zhifu from Qianyin Palace comes to challenge Xuanling Sect Yun Ling!"
Not only Yun Ling was stunned, but all the bystanders were also shocked.
Is the Qianyin Palace at odds with the Xuanling Sect? Two times in a row, this is too obvious.
Some of the monks who were fond of gossip in the past showed a clear smile and quietly discussed an old matter with the monks beside them.
Yun Ling looked at Zhang Zhifu and smiled softly.
Originally, during the last challenge, she deliberately held back her hand. As a result, Qianyin Palace didn't know how to restrain herself and continued to seek death, so don't blame her for being ruthless.
Master was originally killed by Liu Zhifen, the senior sister of these people. It would not be too much to kill him on the spot.
The aura lights up.
Zhang Zhifu was different from her junior sister. She used a red palace fan to suppress Yun Ling's speed.
Her musical weapon was a piccolo. The bright yellow piccolo floated on her lips. While she was playing, she used her palace fan to attack Yun Ling, a two-pronged attack.
Zhang Zhifu was very powerful. Yun Ling originally didn't want to use his secret weapon, but now he had to use it.
She stepped lightly, dodged at a very fast speed, and then took out the purple dress.
While running, she activated Zi Luo Yi's aura and disappeared in front of Zhang Zhifu in an instant.
After three breaths, there was a flash of inspiration and a snow-white dagger stabbed into her chest.
The final word!
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