Pound! Dang!

The clang of metal colliding filled the whole place.

The battle between Tang Hao and the purple-clothed female disciple was a little strange. He saw the female disciple dancing with the soft sword, but sometimes there was a slight light of fire. The elders could see it clearly. He is the young master of the Tang Sect! He is good at using hidden weapons, and he is so thin.

The needles are as small as feathers and are difficult to see with the naked eye. The female disciple's vision is not low and she can vaguely catch them. She tries her best to resist them. If she touches any of them, it will be very uncomfortable.

Unfortunately, Tang Hao's hidden weapons are hard to guard against.

The female disciple in purple still fell into the trap and was defeated in a bloody battle.

"I don't know how to be compassionate at all."

Sikong Jiannan curled his lips, if he had been the one to do it, he would have been gentler.

After hearing this, Zhaoxue's beautiful eyes burned again, her jade hands went around behind her and gave him a hard squeeze.

"It's full of pits!" Zhao Yun was looking at Tang Hao.

He has clairvoyance and can see the mysteries of Tang Hao's body, and he doesn't know how many hidden weapons he hides.

Therefore, when fighting this kind of people, you have to keep your eyes open, as you may get hit if you are not careful.

When he looked, Tang Hao had already stepped down.

Then, I saw Liu Ruyue falling gently, and the whole body was filled with smoke.

Her opponent was a male disciple, who was tall and thick, and could rival Man Teng. He used an iron rod, a black and translucent kind, which was buzzing and trembling in his hand.

"This is barely enough to see." Mr. Chen Xuan yawned.

This reluctance, he said, is a bit far-fetched. Compared with the body of the heavenly spirit... it's far behind.

Old Chen Xuan could see it, and so could Zhao Yun. Every time she saw Liu Ruyue, he would surprise her. The hidden power of the Heavenly Spirit Body had been discovered again and again, and now it was terrifying enough.

"Come." The male disciple yelled violently, wielding an iron rod and coming to kill him.

Liu Ruyue's movements were treacherous, like a ghost. She avoided Ling Tian's stick, and pointed one finger at the center of his eyebrow. The iron stick in the male disciple's hand fell with a clang, and he was defeated.

No one refutes this.

Liu Ruyue held back that finger, otherwise she would have penetrated the male disciple with one finger.

The front and back are just one move.

However, it still hasn’t broken the three-second man record.

"Junior sister Yunfeng is so lucky." Old Chen Xuan exclaimed, "To have such a good disciple, Liu Ruyue seems to have activated the talent inherent in the bloodline of the Heavenly Spirit Body. With her strength, she can be ranked among the top five.

The name should not be a problem, apart from Chu Wushuang, I am most optimistic about her."

"I'm also very good at fighting." Zhao Yun added casually.

"Forget it, just do it, don't think too much," Chen Xuan said.

"If I get a good ranking, will you get a reward?" Zhao Yun said with a smile.

"If you can use the first thirty dollars to buy something at my time-honored store, everything will be 20% off."

"Top twenty?"

"50% off."

"Top ten?"

"Thirty percent off."

"Top three?"

"One fold."

"First place?"

"roll."

"Okay!"

Zhao Yun smiled brightly.

He had recorded all these words with a recording stone. If Mr. Chen Xuan dared to cheat, he would take Yunyan with him. If he dared to chirp, he would destroy the time-honored business. Mr. Chen Xuan only drank, as if he had nothing to do.

, as for the discount, he keeps his word, a true spiritual realm, how can he be so big-hearted! Still want to be in the top three? You can just say that it is better to be in the first place!

"This trip was not in vain." Zhao Yun laughed in his heart.

You can get 10% off on everything you buy, and it’s such a bargain. If you have enough money, you can buy out time-honored brands.

Suddenly, the sound of Buddha echoed loudly on the battle platform.

It is Prajna, and it has landed on the stage gracefully.

The opponent was a male disciple, with a majestic weapon, black hair like a waterfall, and a long sword in his hand that was clanking and moving. His whole temperament was elegant and free. No matter where he looked from, he looked like a swordsman.

However, what he faced was Prajna.

Although his swordsmanship is superb, he cannot come close to Prajna's body.

There is a solemn Buddha's voice that emanates from Prajna's body, like a world-purifying mantra. It does not need to be recited, but resounds on its own. It is an invisible sound wave with a terrifying magical power. Not to mention the people on the stage, even the stage

The disciples were all in a trance after hearing this, and could not stop the strange Buddha's voice.

"Don't listen too much to this Purifying Mantra," Elder Chen Xuan said leisurely.

"If you listen too much, you will be converted." Zhao Yun murmured to himself.

Buddhism is extremely weird. The Moon God had told him about this a long time ago. A person with an unstable state of mind may be transformed by the Buddha's voice and become a devout believer in Buddhism. The Prajna here and the Taoism are still shallow. If you change to someone with advanced Buddhism,

Old monk, if you recite this mantra to purify the world, I don’t know how many people will suffer.

"What a terrible Buddha's message." Many disciples were shocked.

Among them, they also include Xiao Wu Nian, the Yin Ice Body and the Heavenly Spirit Body.

Prajna is not simple, they have known it for a long time, but now that they have seen it, it is not only not simple, but also terrifying! Listening to this irresistible purification mantra is terrifying enough, and it can hurt people invisibly.

"You are qualified to be my opponent." Chu Wushuang opened his eyes for a moment.

She only opened her eyes for a moment and then closed them again. She was only qualified to be her opponent.

Uh...!

The male disciples on the stage kept humming.

His attacks were fierce and his swordsmanship was superb. After listening to the Buddha's message, he couldn't hold back his mood. The long sword fell from his hand and he hugged his head. He roared in pain, and his body-protecting essence collapsed on its own, surging.

The tumbling true energy and blood were also exhausted by the Buddha's voice, disappearing into nothingness.

"What a purifying spell." Zhao Yun said lightly.

"If you face her, just admit defeat." Mr. Chen Xuan took a sip of wine.

Zhao Yun did not reply. It was impossible to admit defeat. He considered himself invincible against Prajna. The Buddhist Purifying Mantra was very powerful, but it also depended on who used it and on whom. Ordinary people were afraid of him.

But he is not afraid. Cultivation in martial arts also cultivates the mind, and the Purifying Mantra cannot break his state of mind.

"Admit defeat, I admit defeat." The male disciple finally gave up resistance.

Prajna smiled, then put away the Purifying Mantra, and stepped off the stage with lotus steps.

"Too strong." The male disciple rubbed his eyebrows, staggering every step, his eyes full of fear. It wasn't that he was too weak, but that Prajna was too terrifying. It was impossible to guard against invisible attacks.

"There is no shame in losing to her." His master smiled gently.

"Why are you not my disciple?" Elder Chen Xuan sighed again.

Zhao Yun glanced sideways at the old man. In the Tianzong assessment that day, this guy was also one of those who kicked the ball. I am also a talent, right! Just look down on me, but I am really good at playing.

"Eh?" Chen Xuanlao said softly and looked to one side.

Not only him, but also many elders present looked sideways and looked towards the entrance of the venue.

Another person came, a woman dressed in white, with three thousand green hairs fluttering in the wind, and the whole body was filled with light, like a fairy who descended from the earth, the kind who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Let’s talk about her appearance, her beauty is truly peerless.

When she arrived, not to mention the disciples, even the male elders' eyes shone.

"Twin Phoenixes and Peach Blossoms." Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.

Everyone else was looking at the woman, but he was looking at the dress she was wearing. It was like a fairy dress, dotted with bright red peach blossoms, each one seemed to be alive, and even gave people an illusion.

That woman, no matter where she goes, there seem to be petals scattered around her.

"Elder, she is the Peach Fairy." Zhao Yun asked.

"Oh, you are quite knowledgeable!" Mr. Chen Xuan glanced at Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun was silent. Single Phoenix Furong, Double Phoenix Peach Blossom, and his mother, Single Phoenix Furong, is as famous as the Peach Fairy. They are both royal embroidery workers, and the single Phoenix stitch technique is also famous all over the world.

"It's so beautiful!" The audience was full of praises.

Whether it is a disciple or an elder, looking at Fairy Peach is like appreciating a wonderful painting. Fairy Peach is like a person walking out of the painting, with a holy temperament: unstained by the world.

As a result, no one even cared about the battle on stage.
To be continued...