"Anti-Lu Association, Xuanyuan Mo."

Lu Nianli looked at his opponent with a smile, "You really look down on me, and they actually set up a small organization for me."

"Fellow Daoist Lu was joking."

Xuanyuan Mo bowed and said, "The Anti-Lu Association is just a group of like-minded people who happened to get their names, and it has nothing to do with fellow Daoist Lu. I want to discuss with fellow Daoist, but it is purely because I personally admire Fellow Lu for a long time."

"Oh! Is that right?" Lu Nianli didn't argue anymore, "Then I can only satisfy fellow Taoists."

"please!"

Xuanyuan Mo stood with a sword, quite stylish.

"Is Lu Nianli finally going to take action?"

"It is really rare for monks to fight in the Painting Taoist battle."

"Sword Cultivator is famous for his first killing battle, and I don't know how many moves Lu Nianli can survive."

Countless monks looked forward to it.

Just when everyone thought Lu Nianli was about to show off, the latter slowly took out a rocking chair, then took out two charming peach blossoms to cover his eyes, and lay on the rocking chair.

I took out another book with exciting content and started reading it with relish.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, what do you mean?"

Xuanyuan Mo frowned, no longer as calm as before.

This feeling of being despised made him very upset.

Lu Nianli sat on the lounge chair and said calmly: "Don't you want to have a discussion? You can start."

"court death!"

Xuanyuan Mo's face darkened, and his murderous intent was no longer hidden. With a wave of the sword in his hand, the wind and clouds were rolled up, hoping to completely strangle Lu Nianli into it.

The sword energy came to the storm, and Lu Nianli remained calm. A beautiful faceless puppet in front of him appeared. The puppet opened his mouth and sucked it, and swallowed all the sword energy.

Then a ball turned into a blood-red giant sword and killed it back.

Before Xuanyuan Mo could react, the red giant sword cut through the void and penetrated it with one sword. Fortunately, the mysterious power of Feng Ling's secret realm protected its vitality.

Otherwise, this sword alone would have killed his life.

"Lu Nianli!" What are you doing?"

The deacon responsible for maintaining order shouted and suddenly came to the remarks, "Openly destroying the order of the competition. Do you really think that with the protection of the Immortal Master Baiyue, you can cover the sky with one hand?"

Lu Nianli grinned and took off the two peach blossoms that covered his eyes, "What does the deacon mean? He has no eyes and is conceited in life and death. As a monk, he always has to go through some life and death hardships."

"Stop pretending to be stupid!"

The deacon said coldly: "The rules formulated by the Zhengdao Alliance have clearly prohibited the use of any instrument other than non-natal weapons, including talismans, puppets, etc.."

"You blatantly fouled and have lost the qualification to participate!"

"Please leave the Fengling Secret Realm!"

The Zhengdao League did not want to let Lu Nianli go out of the game. Lu Nianli openly violated the rules and asked him to withdraw from the game. Bai Yue Immortal Lord had nothing to say.

"Hahahahaha!"

Lu Nianli suddenly burst into laughter, "This deacon, you have said that you can use your natal weapon. This puppet is my natal weapon. Is there any problem?"

After the words came to an end, all the top leaders of the Zhengdao Alliance were stunned.

Those who use puppets, talismans, and worms as their natal weapons are all disciples of special sects such as the weapon refining sect, the Tianfu Sect, and the Wan Gu Sect, and have used this as their inheritance for generations.

Using these things as natal weapons requires a lot of energy, which will definitely make your combat power far less than that of a cultivator at the same level, and can only rely on the path to win.

The monks, puppets, talismans, insects and other things prosper and lose. The higher the realm, the more obvious the disadvantages of these paths will be.

In the subconscious of everyone, Lu Nianli from the Domain and Sea Realm could not have used a puppet from the other side realm as his natal weapon, and must have been controlled by secret orders and other methods.

Controlling in this way is a violation.

Otherwise, many elders will give their descendants various means, and they will compete with their family background rather than their talent.

"Deacon Zhao, verify what Fellow Daoist Lu said."

A rolling thunder sound came from the sky.

The deacon who maintained order, looked at Lu Nianli proudly and sneered: "Since Fellow Daoist said that this puppet is your natal weapon, please give it your natal mark!"

The natal mark contains the rhyme of the heavens and cannot be faked, and no one can disguise it.

"That's certain."

Lu Nianli smiled and waved his hand to sacrifice a natal seal, which blended with the blood seal on the puppet, without any trace of forgery.

It's really a treasure of the natal world!

"this……"

The deacon was stunned. It was really a treasure of his own life. This guy was indeed not doing his job properly. He definitely didn't want to practice hard. In order to protect himself, he forcibly bound a puppet on the other side.

"Deacon, how about it?" Lu Nianli said with a smile.

"It is the treasure of the birth, and this is my negligence. Please forgive me for my mistake." The deacon could only apologize humbly.

Lu Nianli waved his hand, "It's all a trivial matter, Deacon Zhao is also trying to maintain the order of the game, which is understandable."

The deacon felt a little guilty.

Unexpectedly, he was so arrogant just now, and Lu Nianli was still thinking about him. It seemed that this person was not bad by nature.

He flew over and was about to leave the Remaining Platform when a tragic scream suddenly came from the audience.

Looking back, Lu Nianli's puppet on the other side of the shore actually came to Xuanyuan Mo and slashed the latter's right arm with one knife.

The sword was obviously heading towards Xuanyuan Mo's head. If Xuanyuan Mo had not had some ability to protect himself, he would have fallen under this sword.

Anger surged into his heart, and the deacon looked at Lu Nianli, "You!"

"What's wrong with the deacon?"

Lu Nianli still had a smile on his face, "The game has not ended yet, and Xuanyuan Mo did not admit defeat. It is reasonable for me to continue to take action?"

"You! You are simply a devil!"

The deacon was furious, but he could do nothing.

From a certain perspective, this is his dereliction of duty, not Lu Nianli's responsibility.

When he was scolded for the devil, Lu Nianli still smiled like the spring breeze, but said lightly: "Don't say this to the deacon again. If Immortal Bai Yue heard it, I would not be able to stop her."

The deacon was so angry that his face turned red, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

Including the big figures on the highest gimbal, they all chose to remain silent.

"Xuanyuan Sword Sect of the Jade Qing Realm, defeated! Lu Nianli, the Tai Shang Wangqing Sect of the Taiqing Realm, won."

The deacon had no choice but to announce the result, and then took Xuanyuan Mo away.

Looking at the half-dead Xuanyuan Mo being carried away, Lu Nianli looked up and looked at the Yuntai where Xuanyuan Sword Sect was located, where someone was also looking at him.

The two eyes collided with strong murderous intent.

Lu Nianli grinned and made a thumbs-up gesture to his opponent, with the sarcasm in his eyes uncovered.
Chapter completed!