Chapter 279: Xiao Lei goes to fight

"Bai Mei, what are you calling the head of this sect?" Jun Jian looked as heavy as water, and he looked at Bai Mei coldly.

"Hahahaha..." Bai Mei laughed wildly and said angrily: "Master? It's so funny! When did the head of your Xianshan Sect be loyal to a man? Is this bitch hurting my brother for the sake of your Xianshan decent or to protect this man? Humph! Master? It's so ridiculous!"

Jun Jian shook his head slowly: "Don't say that these useless things are. If you insult my leader, you are insulting my fairy mountain. If you insult my fairy mountain, I must spare you! Baimei, please take action!"

After saying that, Jun Jian slowly raised his hand holding the sword and slowly drew out the sword inch by inch.

The white eyebrows flashed with anger: "Hmph, Jun Jian, I'm not afraid of you! You won't beat me in the past. Could it be that you have learned some great skills in the past few hundred years that you dare to draw your sword at me?"

Jun Jian shook his head: "Why are there so much nonsense? Get started quickly."

Bai Mei took out a bottle from her arms and poured out two pills, stuffed them into Kunpeng's mouth, and then slapped his heart hard. Kunpeng screamed and fainted.

He had turned around, stared at Jun Jian, and said, "Okay, since you have challenged me, then my Baimei will not be afraid of you! Jun Jian, you and I have had a problem in the past, and we have not fought for more than 600 years."

The white-eyed robe trembled violently, and the whole person seemed to be surging with a rapid airflow.

Jun Jian squeaked and shook his sword: "Yes, I'm about to learn the trick of Baimei Old Man. You have been hiding for hundreds of years, but this time you ran out again. I guess you have mastered some superb skills."

The two of them were about to take action, but suddenly they heard the monk Gu Zhong chant the Buddha's name behind him.

"Amitabha!"

The monk took a step forward, with a serious expression on his face, but suddenly said, "Two guys are a little slow. This time the head of Xianshan won. If the two masters want to fight, they should wait first! If they want to end up, they should also learn the master of Xianshan's tricks first!"

Xiao Lei was slightly stunned and couldn't help but look at the monk, feeling a little strange in his heart. Does this monk have always liked to stand out, like to hide behind to pick up cheap things, and now he has come out to disrupt the situation again.

Xianyin stood up with a sword and said coldly: "Oh? You want to challenge me? Very good, very good! I think you hate it very much, if you want to come down, that's the best!"

Just at this moment, a person standing outside the court from afar said in a sarcastic voice: "It's interesting and interesting! Is this three hundred years of grand event so regular?"

Everyone looked at the voice and found that the person who was speaking was actually the leader of the Sanqing Sect and the Taoist priest of Linghua.

This guy had been watching from a distance, without saying a word, but suddenly spoke, but the expression on his face looked a little disdainful.

"Oh? What do you want to say to the Master of the Sanqing Sect?" Monk Gu Zhong frowned slightly.

"I have nothing to say, I just think the master's approach is a bit ridiculous."

A trace of haze flashed in Monk Gu Zhong's eyes and said lightly: "Oh?"

"Not bad!" Linghua said high, "Since it's a competition, there are naturally wins and losses. But if anyone wins, can we only challenge the winner? Then the winner must continue one by one? Isn't this a wheel battle? No matter how powerful your magic is, can a person defeat all the experts present? I'm afraid that in the end, no matter how strong the magic power is, it will be the end of the battle! Such a competition is too unfair!"

Gu Zhong said lightly: "The Sanqing Sect Master is so serious. Wheel battle is certainly unfair, but I am waiting for the competition, not a wheel battle. If the winner feels exhausted, he can naturally get off the court to rest. There are also magical medicines prepared by Mr. Danxiazi of Danmen to restore his vitality. This is the case with everyone's furniture."

"Hahahaha..." The Taoist priest Linghua suddenly laughed a few times, then deliberately whispered in a low voice and said, "Hyphorful!"

Although he seemed to be talking to himself, everyone could hear it clearly.

Gu Zhong's face changed slightly, and he heard Ling Hua smile: "Hehe, everyone is a well-known person. Who would like to say weakness in front of everyone? I'm afraid even if he feels dissatisfied, he will not ask for a rest, and he will lose his momentum in front of everyone! I'm afraid he will probably continue to force himself. In this case, hehe, isn't the last person to take action, but he's the biggest advantage?"

Speaking of this, his eyes were a little mocking and looked at Gu Zhong: "I wonder when the master is going to end?"

Monk Gu Zhong's expression was normal, and the man's face was really thick, and he smiled and said, "The Sanqing Sect Master said this a bit too much. I don't dare to show my ugly abilities in front of the masters. Let's wait."

Linghua didn't look at the ancient clock, pretended to look up at the sky, and said to himself lightly: "It's wonderful! It's wonderful! If I were the ones, I would probably be like this... Well, I would first instigate them to fight to the death. I stood by and stirred up the flames. When the end of the fight was no longer there. Even if there was a winner on the field, he would definitely not know how many masters he had fought with, and he didn't know how much mana had been consumed. At that time, wouldn't it be wonderful if I ended up in the competition?"

Monk Gu Zhong was told by him, and his face was still as usual, shook his head and said, "Everyone is a person of great origin, and he will never have such despicable thoughts. The Master of the Three Pure Land has been too worried."

"Not necessarily, not necessarily..." Linghua sneered: "I don't know the people and the face but the heart. I don't know how many people are in this world who are hypocritical but full of despicable things!"

Xiao Lei was listening and was secretly surprised that the Sanqing Sect Master had attacked Monk Gu Zhong for some reason, as if he was helping him.

Just as he was confused, he heard Miao Yan's voice coming from his ears: "Husband, this Taoist priest of Linghua has always been wild and often acts unexpectedly. This is not surprising. In the past, he even offended Qing Lingzi, but Qing Lingzi respected him instead."

Seeing Miaoyan standing beside her, smiling, and not speaking, it was obvious that she was sending her voice to her using a secret method.

Xiao Lei nodded, but heard Xiaoyaozi's voice coming into his ears.

"Good boy! Xianyin defeated Kunpeng with one sword just now, and what kind of sword technique did she use! That's not the wonderful word technique of Xianshan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Xiaoyaozi looking at him, with a strange meaning in his eyes.

Xiao Lei sighed slightly.

Just now, Xianyin started to tie Kunpeng, but suddenly his body movement became so strange halfway through. In the end, the sword smashed Kunpeng's long sword. All this was just a matter of moment. Xiao Lei naturally knew the strange sword technique and body movement.

That is clearly the Heaven-defying Art!

Three years ago, I was caught by Xianyin and forced to ask about the Desperate Art, but I randomly told a few slanderous mantras. I didn’t expect that Xianyin was really smart and had amazing perseverance. I suddenly made a mistake like this and learned some tricks!

However, what she just used was far worse than the real Demonic Art, but in terms of power, it was already three or four points similar.

He knew that Xiaoyaozi was suspicious that he had passed the Despair of Heaven. He shook his head and glanced at Xiaoyaozi, indicating that Xianyin was not using the Despair of Heaven. He was about to speak, suddenly Xianyin in the field had already said loudly: "You monk, mother-in-law and mother are too annoying. If you want to beat me, I will accompany you. If you don't beat me, just shut up and stand on the side!"

After saying that, she glanced at Gu Zhong coldly, walked down, came to Xiao Lei, and sat cross-legged.

When she sat down, Xiao Lei suddenly saw that there was already sweat behind Xianyin's neck. When the distance was close, Xiao Lei could see clearly that Xianyin's body seemed to tremble in the white robe. The hand holding the sword was white because of the force. The red lips were tightly pursed, as if he tried his best to suppress the boiling breath in his body.

Only then did Xiao Lei realize that although Xianyin suddenly showed her power to defeat Kunpeng, there were too many flaws in her "God of Heaven-Refusing Art", which hurts one thousand enemies and damages himself by eight hundred.

The Heaven-Defying Art is actually a spell that instantly causes the master to explode. However, the Xianyin practiced just a sentence that was changed by Xiao Lei. The power of the instant burst was 30 to 40%, but it was extremely powerful when it was backfired by the power!

She was standing in the field just now, still holding on, and then quietly adjusting her breath after she got down.

"Although this woman is cold, she is still scheming, not blindly reckless." Xiao Lei said in his heart: Xianyin is still Xianyin after all. Although she has lost her memory, her wisdom has not been lost.

Thinking of this, he stretched out a hand and gently held Xianyin's wrist, and a trace of soft magic power slowly penetrated.

Xianyin was startled at first, and a hint of blush flashed across her cold jade-like cheeks. She was about to shake off Xiao Lei's hand, but she heard Xiao Lei say in her ear: "Don't move, I will help you return to your inner breath."

Xiao Lei has already practiced a lot of attainments in the Despairing Art. This "modified version" of the Despairing Art of Xianyin is naturally extremely simple for him. It is easy to walk around the inner breath in Xianyin's body, helping her stabilize her boiling qi and blood.

Xianyin calmed down, but her breathing was slightly rapid. Her wonderful eyes couldn't help but look at her wrist holding by Xiao Lei, and a strange look appeared in her eyes. She quickly closed her eyes and did not dare to continue watching. However, her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.

At this moment, Xiao Lei's magic power was walking all over her body. Xianyin's body changes naturally could not be concealed. Xiao Lei only felt that Xianyin's pulse was rapid. Xiao Lei was also surprised, thinking that I was doing my best?

Xianyin finally couldn't help but open her eyes. Although her tone was still deliberately cold, she couldn't hide her shyness and whispered: "I... OK, you let go."

Xiao Lei's heart moved, he understood something vaguely, and quietly let go of his hand. Xianyin's cheeks flushed, and she turned her head hard and stopped looking at him.

At this time, Jun Jian, Bai Mei, Gu Zhong, and Linghua Taoist Priests had been arguing endlessly.

Linghua shouted: "It seems that the rules of this competition are a bit unfair. If you let a person fight from beginning to end, it would be too forced. In my opinion, everyone might as well fight each other. Whoever wins one game will go down and have a rest immediately. The others will compare themselves. In the end, whoever wins the most will naturally be recognized as the best swordsman! "

"What about the person who lost?" Gu Zhong asked.

"If you lose? If you lose, you will naturally not be able to compete again." Linghua said lightly.

"Is it not right..." Gu Zhong frowned and said, "It's not right to say so. Just imagine, if you lose the competition with others, and I won the competition with others. Then wouldn't I be able to continue fighting the sword and the Taoist priest will be eliminated? But in this case, you and I have never compared it with the Sanqing Sect Master. Maybe although I beat others, I am not actually a match for you."

"Haha..." Linghua laughed and said, "This is a bad thing! Master, if you win, just continue. Although you can't compete with me, there will always be people who win me to compete with you. If you can win that person, you will definitely be better than me. If you lose, then there is no need to say... In short, everyone is just thinking about the number one swordsman! As for the second and third ones, who cares about it?"

Seeing everyone shut their mouths, he thought about it and said something else, Linghua sneered: "Master, you are unwilling to change your fighting style. Is it because you have selfish intentions? If you like wheel battles, please ask the master to get out first, so as not to have any thoughts in others' minds!"

A trace of anger flashed in Gu Zhong's eyes and he said lightly: "What do others think, let him go."

Linghua smiled and said, "So, did the master agree?"

"This..." Gu Zhong seemed to be a little worried, and Linghua suddenly said coldly: "Monkey Gu Zhong, are you the head of Kunlun?"

"Of course I am not..."

"Well, then you are the best in the world?"

Gu Zhong smiled and said, "How dare I be the best in the world with this skill?"

"That's it!" Linghua sneered: "This is the land of Kunlun Mountain. You are not the leader of Kunlun. Secondly, you are not the best in the world, so please don't speak out!"

Gu Zhong was furious and shouted, "Linghua!! I am just a peer-friend of your master. You dare to be rude to me!"

Linghua looked as usual, bowed and said slowly, "I dare not! My master has been immortal for many years, and he and the master were just met one by one. If I wanted me to serve the master with the rituals of my elders... Hehe, I dare not underestimate myself! We have no relationship in the future and no enemies in the near future, so we should be matched by our peers!"

What this said was almost equivalent to sweeping Gu Zhong's face in front of him. Gu Zhong's face turned blue with anger. He suddenly stood up and shouted: "Amitabha! The Three Pure Land Sect Master's words are too harsh! I am not talented and willing to learn the unique skills of the Three Pure Land Sect Master!"

Linghua smiled, raised his eyelids and glanced at Gu Zhong, and said lightly: "The master is willing to give me advice. That's the best thing, but everyone should tell me first. Should we follow the master's rules or follow my advice?"

Monk Gu Zhong was stunned.

If you follow the advice of this spiritual Taoist priest, then wouldn’t your thoughts be wasted?

But if you follow your own actions, even if you win, it will become a wheel battle!

It’s certainly good to watch others playing car-wheel battles on the sidelines… But it would be very unhappy to have to go up and play car-wheel battles by yourself!

He weighed a little in his mind. After all, fighting a rotating battle is not good for him. He immediately said, "Since the Sanqing Sect Master insists on it, and all my fellow practitioners agree. So what else do I have to say? Just do as the Sanqing Sect Master wants to do it!"

After saying that, he took a step forward, his body had already fallen into the field, his hands folded, and looked at the Taoist priest Linghua: "Master of the Three Purity, please."

Buzz ~~

A long sword suddenly turned into Gu Zhong's palms!

In front of everyone, Linghua suddenly laughed a few times, with endless sarcasm in his laughter. Then he suddenly bowed his hands from all sides and laughed loudly: "I know the ability of Linghua. As one of the five masters in the world, I am not as good as I am. It's better to give up this match, but I just admit defeat!"

After saying that, he didn't even look at Monk Gu Zhong and walked downstairs!

This time, Monk Gu Zhong was really surprised.

But Xiao Lei suddenly felt a gaze shooting towards him. It was the spiritual Taoist priest. There was a faint gentle smile in his eyes, as if he was encouraging him.

Xiao Lei's heart moved, nodded slightly at him, then stood up, strode to the field, and smiled and said, "Master, since the Master of the Three Purposes has retreated, let me practice with the master."

Good, you old fox, it’s really not easy to force you down!

Monk Gu Zhong felt helpless and couldn't help but look at the Taoist priest Linghua secretly, gritted his teeth, but still smiled as usual, and said, "It's great, very good! The donor of Xiao Lei and I am also an old friend, and have never been able to compete with the donor. I feel deeply regretful! I don't want to get what I want today."

He paused and said, "Please draw the sword."

sword?

Xiao Lei smiled slightly, untied the Qiankun bag, and pondered: "Well, I don't have a sword on my body, so let's use this thing for now."

After saying that, with a buzzing sound, something was taken out, and an ice-blue sword energy suddenly appeared!

Autumn Dew Sword!

Monk Gu Zhong's expression changed slightly. Just as he was about to speak, Bai Mei was shouting: "No, right? That sword is not yours, why did you use it? Besides, Qiu Lu's sword is unparalleled, and this is unfair!"
Chapter completed!