Qu Mengyu, Hua Wanzhao remembered this name and was the one who severely injured Chi Jingnian.
"It was Pei Jitong who took the initiative to challenge?"
This surprised Hua Wanzhao.
Because Pei Jitong is not much higher than Chi Jingnian's cultivation level, let alone Qu Mengyu's Golden Elixir Perfection.
"He..." Mu Linxiao smiled softly, "After all, he is the chief disciple of the head brother."
When the three of them arrived, the duel between Pei Jitong and Qu Mengyu had already begun.
Pei Jitong's sword moved swiftly, and Qu Meng's speech and body movements were as graceful as a swimming dragon.
"He's still a master of surprise weapons." Hua Wanzhao once again felt subverted when she saw Qu Mengyu's huge scythe that didn't match her soft face at all.
The so-called strange weapons refer to niche weapons. Hua Wanzhao's epee is actually a type of strange weapon, but compared to Qu Mengyu's sickle, the epee is not considered a niche weapon.
After all, Qu Mengyu is the Golden Elixir of Perfection, and a long war will be detrimental to Pei Jitong.
"Burning flames!"
The sword energy with the high temperature of the fire spirit approached Qu Mengyu's face. Qu Mengyu waved the sickle with her backhand to disperse the sword energy.
I don't know if I used too much force, but the sharp edge of the sickle penetrated into the ground.
Before she could take back the sickle, Pei Jitong's subsequent sword energy came one after another.
Qu Mengyu quickly retreated to dodge.
"Ha, the witch's weapon is gone, now Senior Brother Pei has the upper hand." Yan Xi said with a smile.
Ning Chenhao glanced at Yan Xi from the corner of his eye.
Do you have the upper hand? This is not necessarily the case.
Mu Linxiao took in the two people's reactions.
This nephew Ning is not simple.
Without the weapon in his hand, Qu Mengyu could not launch an attack for the time being, so he could only keep dodging Pei Jitong's sword energy.
While Pei Jitong continued to launch attacks, he paid more and more attention to the sickle inserted into the ground in the middle of the ring.
If that was her natural weapon, Pei Jitong didn't believe that she couldn't take it back.
What is she planning?
Soon, Pei Jitong knew Qu Mengyu's plan.
Qu Mengyu retreated to the edge of the ring, and before Pei Jitong chased her in front of him, she lightly opened her red lips and said, "Demon Sea Heart Luo."
From the part where the sickle was inserted into the ring, a large amount of dark green smoke suddenly spewed out, giving people an ominous feeling at just one glance.
Dark green smoke rose into the sky, forming a complex array pattern, and at the same time, a reverse array pattern corresponding to the position appeared on the ground.
Hua Wanzhao narrowed her eyes: "Did she do it when she was dodging before?"
Taking advantage of the opportunity to dodge Pei Jitong's attack, he set up a formation, and when the time was right, he used the formation as his winning blow. This Qu Mengyu...
Qu Mengyu's Demon Sea Heart Formation covered the entire arena, and Pei Jitong could not escape and fell into the illusion of the formation.
"Senior Brother Pei!"
Yan Xi's eyes were full of fear, fearing that Pei Jitong would be seriously injured by Qu Mengyu like Chi Jingnian.
As if to confirm Yan Xi's fear, Pei Jitong in the formation held the Pardon Heart in his backhand, pointed it at his chest and slowly raised it.
Hua Wanzhao's face changed slightly: "Aren't you going to stop it?"
Mu Lin smiled and said calmly: "Little Master, you are still in the competition."
"You - you are obviously an excuse!"
Ning Chenhao also advised: "Little Master, please calm down."
"Look, Pei Jitong is a senior brother." Mu Lin smiled and pointed to the ring.
Hua Wanzhao and Yan Xi looked in the direction of Mu Linxiao's finger.
Because of Qu Mengyu's Demon Sea Heart Formation, the entire arena was an ominous dark green, and was surrounded by deeper black at some point.
No, the whole arena turned into black flames!
"You...who are you?!" Qu Mengyu's horrified voice came.
Two black tears appeared under Pei Jitong's eyes. He tilted his head, with a breathtaking and dangerous arc at the corner of his mouth: "Me? I am the senior brother of Yijian Fengsha."
In panic, Qu Mengyu recalled the sickle and put it back, regardless of the backlash from the Demon Sea Heart Array.
"Ah, that is indeed your natural weapon, but it is only recalled now. It is too late, hehehehe..."
The people under the ring were silent as they watched Pei Jitong's transformation into a completely different person.
"Mu Linxiao, Pei Jitong is..."
Mu Lin smiled and said, "It's nothing, this is his real spiritual fire."
After the seal was released, Pei Jitong became a completely different person. Even his sword power became more domineering and fierce. Qu Mengyu gradually couldn't resist it.
"Destroy flames!"
The black flames covering the arena suddenly came into She Xin's heart, and then eight sword energies with black flames were sent out, attacking from all corners of Qu Mengyu's surroundings, while Qu Mengyu rotated the sickle to defend.
"ah--"
After a scream, Qu Mengyu fell into a pool of blood.
"Pei Jitong wins with one sword blow."
After the referee announced the result, a middle-aged male cultivator immediately appeared on the ring to check on Qu Mengyu's injury.
Under investigation, the male cultivator's face changed drastically: "Is this the style of blowing the sand with one sword? Breaking the opponent's tendons in the ring?"
At this time, Pei Jitong was still in the state of liberating the black flames and had not fully recovered. Faced with the aggressive words and undisguised hostility towards the male cultivator, the black flames on the body of the Absolution Sword burned and crackled.
The murderous intention returns.
"Elder Ming's words are wrong. A few days ago, your noble disciple disrupted the meridians of Chi Jingnian, the disciple of our disciple Fenying Zhenjun, in the knockout round. He did the same thing. What did we say? Huh?"
Mu Linxiao stood beside Pei Jitong and put one hand on his right shoulder.
Pei Jitong's figure swayed, and although the black flames had not completely subsided, his eyes regained clarity.
He wanted to explain something, but Mu Linxiao increased the strength on his hands.
"You!" Ming Wuyi pointed at Mu Lin and smiled, "Who do you think you are, how dare you criticize me!"
"I'm not talented, I--" Mu Lin smiled on his face, revealing his pure face, "With one sword blow, the wind blows the sand and the peak master, Mu Lin smiles."
"Mu Linxiao?!"
"It's the werewolf!"
"No, he, a Nascent Soul elder, sneaked in disguised as a Foundation Establishment disciple?"
"We're not competing anyway, so that doesn't matter, right?"
The melon-eating crowd under the ring was astonished.
Even Pei Jitong's face was stunned for a moment. This was the second time that the priest had sneaked into his team, and he didn't even notice?!
A second ago, he was arrogantly accusing Mu Linxiao. After seeing his face, his face changed from blue to red like a palette.
"So, Elder Ming, do you have any questions?" Mu Lin smiled and raised his eyebrows lightly.
Ming Wuyi trembled his lips, obviously very angry: "It's too much to bully someone! To hurt Yu'er like this and still look like it doesn't matter, what do you think of human life!"
"What a big hat." Mu Linxiao's tone was still relaxed, "Since Elder Ming has said so, all the treatment expenses for the noble disciple will be covered by my sword."
Ming Wuyi's face showed an expression that was more or less the same.
"But -" Mu Lin's flirtatious expression faded away and he looked at Ming Wuyi coldly, "Zhanniigong should also be responsible for all the treatment for Chi Jingnian. We are not bandits, and those who have been treated will be
Convert it into spiritual stones and send the bill to the Ni-Zhan Palace when the time comes."
Ming Wuyi's face turned dark again.
"Everyone is responsible for the wounded."
A tall black figure appeared on the ring.
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Although this chapter is posted late, I want to set the flag here first. Today is the 4th update, Day 8!