Some people present nodded in agreement with Qing Ning's statement. A woman leaped down from the observation platform and came to the martial arts field. She was wearing green clothes and her beauty was as good as Song Jiayi's.
The woman in green clasped her fists and said, "I am a disciple of the Chu Xian Sect and a direct disciple of Qin Xianzun, Zisha. I would like to ask for more advice."
Bingyao looked at Qin Ting on the observation deck and spoke in a respectful tone.
"Qin Xianzun, I heard as early as ten years ago that you had a great personal disciple, and he was very beautiful. I only heard about it, but I have never seen him. I always thought it was a charlatan.
Today I saw that her beauty is indeed extraordinary, but I don’t know how strong she is.”
"Master Bing, the rumors in the world are indeed true. It's just that a few days after I received Zisha, Zisha applied for seclusion to practice. She just came out today. It's normal that you can't see her."
Qing Ning has been observing Zisha and found that Zisha has never shown her sword.
"Miss Zi, why haven't you shown your sword for so long? Do you plan to fight me with bare hands? You look down on me too much!"
Zisha smiled and said: "I never look down on anyone. I don't show my sword just because I don't want you to lose too miserably. Don't be discouraged if you lose, because there are no weak people in the world, it's just that you meet the strong. If you yourself
If you all think you are weak, then you are really weak."
A wooden sword stabbed Zisha. Zisha turned sideways perfectly to avoid the wooden sword, then stretched out two fingers to touch the blade of the wooden sword. Zisha used two fingers to spin the wooden sword in a circle, and threw the wooden sword towards Qing with a boost.
Ning was so fast that he couldn't catch where the wooden sword was. Before Qing Ning could react, the wooden sword had already leapt past his neck. If the wooden sword moved a little deeper, blood would flow out of Qing Ning's neck.
This scared Qing Ning into a cold sweat. Qing Ning did not hesitate. Seven wooden swords flew towards Zisha at the same time. Zisha calmly raised her hand in front of her body. Transparent gas appeared in front of her. Seven wooden swords flew towards her.
When it touched the transparent gas, ripples spread out, and all seven wooden swords were broken. Zisha rushed towards Qing Ning so fast that he could only see the shadow behind him. Before Qing Ning could make any expression, he was knocked several meters away by Zisha's palm.
Yuan Qing Ning spat out a mouthful of blood. Zisha was already merciful, otherwise Qing Ning would be seriously injured even if she didn't die. Qing Ning slowly got up and walked out of the martial arts field.
Bingyao smiled and said: "Miss Zi is indeed worthy of her reputation, with both beauty and strength. In a few years, Miss Zi will also become an immortal!"
Zisha cupped her fists and said, "Thank you, Master Bing for the compliment."
Mengxue asked curiously: "Uncle, why is Zisha so strong, but he lost even after a few moves with Qing Ning?"
Gu Xi also smiled and said: "Although I have never fought with her, I know that her strength is on par with mine."
After Gu Xi said these words, the sky suddenly became dim. It was originally sunny, but now it seemed like dark night. A figure appeared on the martial arts field. Everyone present was shocked, including the three immortals, Gu
Xi's face was expressionless, Mengxue jumped up excitedly, and was about to shout, but was stopped by Gu Xi. Gu Xi shook his head and said not to make a sound, Mengxue also obeyed and did not shout.
Xukong Kun looked at Ziyunxuan and asked: "Why can the Demon Lord participate? Where is the fairness? If I had known that the Demon Lord could participate, who would still come? Why else would you give the red blood beads to the Demon Lord?"
Ziyunxuan was also helpless. Just when he was about to explain, Chu Boran smiled.
"Xukong Kun, you want fairness, right? I can make you fair. I will give you a chance. Come up and fight me. Do you dare?"
Xukong Kun was very angry after being told this, but he didn't dare to let it out, so he could only swallow his anger.
Chu Boran disappeared and came to the right side of Zisha. Qin Ting, who was sitting in the audience, was no longer calm. She stood up and wanted to rush to the martial arts field, but Qin Ting still stopped in place without making any move. As an immortal, she could not possibly
He broke the rules of the competition and then sat back on the chair. An evil smile appeared on Chu Boran's face. A black gas rushed in all directions from Chu Boran's body. The barrier was broken, but Zisha still stood there and could not even move.
It didn't lead, because Chu Boran didn't want to hurt Zisha, he just wanted to show his strength and make Zisha admit defeat.
"Girl, you are not my opponent, let your master fight me! I don't want to bully you, is this fair? I can be more fair, that is, I have fought with the three immortals one by one, so
Wouldn't it be more fair? If you are the master of the virtual sect, would you like to come together?"
Chu Boran looked at everyone. The Void Kun in the audience looked really good. He wanted to say something but did not dare to say anything. Everyone was silent. They all knew that except for the three immortals, they were also together.
If you lose, why bother to lose face? Lianrong looked at Void Kun in a mocking tone.
"Master Xu, why are you still standing here? Why don't you go up and fight the Demon Lord? This opportunity is hard-won! How many people want to compete with the Demon Lord, but don't have this opportunity. Now the opportunity is in front of you, don't cherish it.
ah!"
Xukong Kun's face turned red with anger from Lianrong, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. Xukong Kun didn't refute, no matter what he said, it was all his own fault.
Ye Churong, who was sitting on the observation deck, couldn't sit still anymore, stood up and flew to the martial arts field.
"Zisha, please go down first! I haven't sparred with Brother Boran for a long time. I don't know how strong Brother Boran is after practicing in seclusion for ten years. Brother Boran will stop here, but don't hurt me!"
Zisha also walked out of the martial arts field and came to Qinting's side. Qinting didn't say anything. A green flute appeared from Ye Churong's hand, and Chu Boran also smiled.
"Brother Ye, don't worry, I will definitely make progress in the past ten years of seclusion and I won't let you down. I can't bear to hurt you. Brother Ye, you don't want to use a broken flute to compete with me! Don't compete with me.
Be careless! If you are careless, you will lose miserably."
Mengxue stared at such a big brother in stunned silence, as if she knew him but not as if he didn't. Ye Churong also smiled and put the flute in his hand to his lips. The beautiful and melodious sound of the flute spread to the ears of everyone present, making people intoxicated.
Falling from the sky, it felt like I was in the fairyland listening to the beautiful flute and watching the wonderful competition. Someone used their hands to catch the falling leaves. Leaves were also falling next to Chu Boran, and suddenly the leaves stopped in the sky.
Without moving, some leaves stopped next to Chu Boran's neck. A slight movement of the leaves would scratch Chu Boran's neck, or even kill you. The rhythm of the flute suddenly became faster, and all the leaves moved towards Chu Boran.
Chu Boran flew over. Chu Boran reacted very quickly. Black gas appeared in his body and surrounded Chu Boran. All the leaves flying towards Chu Boran were destroyed when they came into contact with the black gas. Even if it was just a leaf, it could kill people.
