Yin Zifang looked at the falling flower feathers, smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to twist a piece of flower feather, put it in front of his nose and smelled it gently.
Wei Boyu frowned. You must know that Hua Yu was transformed by the sword energy, but he was not injured at all, but he was still playing with the sword energy. How could this be possible?
Did he practice some incredible body-training technique to achieve this? Wei Boyu really didn’t believe in this evil! Suddenly, he circulated his true energy, danced the long sword, and a ray of energy split into thousands of sword lights.
Stab forward.
When Yin Zifang saw it, he quickly clasped his hands and stirred up his true energy. His clothes were washed away by the surging true energy, making the sound of hunting wind.
The sword light formed by Wei Boyu's sword energy was not simple, it directly penetrated the clothes and stabbed Yin Zifang's body.
However, he saw that his face, which was not covered by clothing, had lines on his hands and other places, his face turned blue and purple, and there was an evil light flashing in his eyes.
An elder from above saw his appearance and frowned: "How could the disciples of the Wuming Sect actually use their own bodies as corpses to be sacrificed? They are obviously possessed by demons."
"This is someone else's business. He doesn't take his own body seriously, so what are you worrying about? It doesn't matter how he cultivates, as long as he doesn't do anything that would make people angry." said an elder next to him.
The other elders heard this and nodded in agreement.
Indeed, there are thousands of avenues, and any one of them may lead to the door of enlightenment.
As long as you don't do anything devastating, insane, or contrary to human ethics, it's really hard for others to interfere.
Any of the disciples from the various sects who were watching the competition below the ring saw Yin Zifang's appearance and were dumbfounded and said, "Is this guy ruthless enough?"
"What's wrong?" someone next to him asked in confusion.
"You should know that Wuming Sect is most famous for refining corpses and controlling ghosts, and this guy actually refined himself like a zombie. It seems that he is still successful in his cultivation. He should have reached the realm of copper skin, steel bars, and iron bones."
"Can you still practice like this?" The man opened his eyes wide, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Who knows." The understanding person shook his head.
Yin Zifang looked at the clothes that were pierced by the sword energy, and said with a sinister smile: "Use whatever tricks you have, otherwise you will have no chance when I take action."
Too arrogant.
"The Emperor of Heaven, the sun and moon are normal."
Wei Boyu was furious and slashed out with his sword. The sword energy flew towards Yin Zifang like a spiral. Yin Zifang discovered that the power of the spiral actually contained an aura that made his heart palpitate, as if it was going to kill him.
The body of steel that has been cultivated through hard work has returned to its ordinary state.
How does this work?
Yin Zifang's heart moved, and a head with double horns, a green face, fangs, disheveled hair, and a strange "Jie Jie" sound appeared in front of him.
"Devil?" Elder Shangkong stared at what he took out.
"With this little guy's skill, how can he possibly subdue the devil?" An elder frowned.
"Have the law enforcement elders guarding the arena checked, how could they allow something that does not match their own cultivation level to participate in the competition?" After seeing it, an elder immediately sent a message to the elder guarding the arena to ask, but the result was that everything was in compliance with the regulations.
.What the hell.
Yin Zifang took out the demon head and used the sword energy to attack Wei Boyu.
In an instant, the sword energy struck the demon head.
The demon screamed and spit out countless black mist, turning into a horned skull and falling heavily to the ground.
The elders above and the disciples from various sects below the arena looked at the skull and found that the horns on the skull were actually glued on. They were speechless for a moment.
When Yinzi saw that the demon puppet he had finally made was broken, he quickly put it away and released four tall and sturdy corpses wearing armor and holding weapons to kill Wei Boyu.
Seeing the zombies coming to kill, Wei Boyu calmly raised his sword in the air and said: "Your Majesty, Emperor Tiande, I have to punish you." He spat out his true energy, and a sword light went straight into the sky. In an instant, a mighty force of heaven appeared.
It descended and pressed several refined corpses to the ground, making a "peeping" sound of broken joints.
After surrendering and refining the corpse, Wei Boyu looked at Yin Zifang, quickly made seals with his left hand, pointed the long sword with his right hand, and said: "Tianfu Sword Seal: Xuanji Break."
A sword seal flew into the air, exuding great power, and printed towards Yin Zi Fang.
Yin Zifang was not willing to tie his hands, so he immediately took out a flag flag from the storage ring and raised it slightly. The arena was suddenly shrouded in black mist, with ghosts howling inside. He originally wanted to use the Hundred Ghost Flag to block the sword mark,
Who would have thought that the sword seal would actually emit a dazzling light that dispersed the black mist and headed towards him.
Seeing that many magic weapons were useless, Yin Zifang simply put them away, circulated his true energy, and punched them away.
With this punch, he gathered all his strength, and the unparalleled huge dragon roared towards the sword seal.
"boom"
The two collided, and Yin Zifang was blasted backwards by the huge power of the sword seal. He did not stop until he reached the edge of the ring.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wei Boyu shouted: "Go away with the sword." In an instant, the long sword turned into a rainbow and flew away, immediately in front of Yinzi. He was hit by the sword seal and had no strength to resist. Anyway, he was defeated.
, too lazy to compete anymore, he jumped off the ring and left.
"Wei Boyu wins, Shendu He Lianying and Kuiyue Sect Nanmen Xiong take the stage to compete."
He Lianying of the God City is similar to Yin Zifang of the Wuming Sect, but the difference is that Yin Zifang treats himself as a corpse for refining, while He Lianying and others are in the underground, receiving crypts.
The Yin Qi invaded, and it ended up like this.
Gongliang took Mi Gu, Huan Wujing and others to watch under the ring for a while, but felt that it was nothing interesting, so he walked to other rings.
Competitions were also taking place in other arenas, and the content was similar to what he just watched.
But the people who competed in these arenas were pretty good at cultivation, but speaking of it, towards the end, the strength of the disciples of each sect became higher and higher, and no one was inferior.
After this round of competition, the number of remaining participants dropped to more than 200. More than 200 people competed to catch pairs, and the remaining 100 people continued the competition to compete for the top ten in various competitions.
Gongliang didn't take the competition rankings and rewards seriously, but thinking that he was a disciple of Chang Wu, the leader of the Miaodao Xian Sect, he had to try his best no matter what, so that no one could see it all, and his master would not be laughed at.
"In the fifth arena, Miaodao Xianzong Gongliang and Mingjingya Gongsun Buluo compete in the arena."
Gong Liang, who was watching the match under the ring, was stunned when he heard the name.
Walking onto the stage, Gongsun Buluo looked at the man who defeated him in the competition, grinned and said, "Gongsun Buluo has met you in Mingjingya."
"Miao Dao Xian Zong Gongliang, please enlighten me."
After the two of them announced their names, they each took out their weapons. Gongliang took the eight-edged golden melon hammer from last time, while Gongsun Buluo took the long sword. When the competition started, Gongliang didn't show any politeness and just raised his hammer to smash it.
Gongsun Buluo suffered the pain of the hammer and quickly flew back. Gongliang followed closely behind, chasing after him.
"Up, up, up."
Under the ring, some disciples shouted excitedly.
Gong Liang was speechless and didn’t know what this guy was excited about!