Chapter 1748 Martial Arts in the Cultivation Realm

"Crash!"

The Blood Evil Immortal Sword was like a bamboo shoot, piercing Yan Tianwu's snowflakes one after another. Even the top-grade fairy sword in Yan Tianwu's hand made waves of wailing!

Yan Tianwu's clothes were tangled into thin strips by the violent evil spirit. Yan Tianwu's palm holding the sword had no blood at this time, and they were covered with white bones. However, the Blood Evil Sword had not stopped, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yan Tianwu's heart.

Just as everyone was watching Zhou's scene in a daze, thinking that Zhou Yanzhao would take this opportunity to kill Yan Tianwu, the Blood Evil Immortal Sword in Zhou Yanzhao's hand stopped three inches in front of Yan Tianwu's chest. Yan Tianwu was so scared that he didn't dare to come out, and a fishy liquid dripped from his crotch.

Just now, he really felt like he had walked in the Hall of Hell. However, although Zhou Yanzhao stopped the sword in his hand, the fierce and uncast evil aura of the Blood Evil Immortal Sword had already invaded Yan Tianwu's body.

The reason why Zhou Yanzhao didn't stab this sword was because he knew that it was not important whether he stabbed or not. Even if Yan Tianwu did not die, his blood evil energy would have to lose all his cultivation.

Such a huge reversal was completely beyond everyone's expectations. The huge palace was now full of needles.

"Prince, how are you?"

Yan Tianwu's follower immediately walked forward and supported Yan Tianwu. However, Yan Tianwu's mouth was already spurting blood and could not speak.

"Damn Fatty Zhou, what did you do to my prince?"

The follower roared at Zhou Yanzhao with a fierce look on his face.

Zhou Yanzhao turned his head to look at the follower. His eyes seemed to come from Jiuyou Hell, which made the follower stand up and immediately lowered his head. He knew that Zhou Yanzhao was no longer the soft boy who could let him bully. Even Yan Tianwu was no match for him. He was so arrogant in front of him that he was looking for death again.

At this time, a white light shot towards Zhou Yanzhao. Zhou Yanzhao quickly swung the Blood Evil Immortal Sword to block it, but the white light was very powerful, so he had to retreat continuously.

Zhou Yanzhao's cultivation level is no higher than Yan Tianwu. After just using that move, his spiritual power was almost exhausted. At this time, he vomited blood mist from his mouth. He Sheng immediately took a step forward and pressed his hand on Zhou Yanzhao's back, and sent spiritual power into Zhou Yanzhao's body to stabilize Zhou Yanzhao's body.

He Sheng looked at the person who emitted the white light with a cold look. It was Wei Wuji who had just stood with Yan Tianwu.

"What do you mean? The competition between the two of them has ended just now. Why did they attack the sneak attack?"

"Haha, Zhou Yanzhao practices evil immortal arts and is not martial, and I can't stand it."

Wei Wuji said with confidence, and he looked at Nangong Huai again, "Nangong Siming, you saw it just now. Yan Tianwu was sure to beat Zhou Yanzhao. If he hadn't used evil magic to seriously injure Yan Tianwu in the end, he would definitely not have defeated Yan Tianwu."

Nangong Huai glanced at He Sheng contemptuously and said, "Junior Brother He, although it is wrong for Junior Brother Wei to attack, I think Junior Brother Wei's words are reasonable. Just now, Junior Brother Zhou's last move was indeed too evil, not like the immortal arts of my Jiuling Taoist Court. In order to compete with his fellow disciples, Junior Brother Zhou is indeed defeated without martial arts."

Hearing Nangong Huai on his side, Wei Wuji became more and more arrogant. He looked at He Sheng provocatively and said to himself: "He Sheng, I did it, what can you do with me?"

Nangong Huai's words also made the monks in the hall talk a lot, and many people stood by Nangong Huai and Wei Wuji and accused Zhou Yanzhaolai.

Zhou Ling'er bit her lips tightly and stared at these people angrily.

At this time, He Sheng laughed out loud: "Hahaha, what a victory is not good!"

"Nangong Huai, I ask you, have you just said that the competition only requires the Taoist magic? Is Zhou Yanzhao going to resist and let Yan Tianwu kill him? That's what you want to see?"

"Nangong Huai, I respect you as the Taoist Siming. I didn't expect you to deal with injustice in this way. It really puts the Taoist Siming in the Taoist Siming!"

Nangong Huai was furious: "He Sheng, what do you mean?"

"Haha! I believe everyone can see what I mean. If you forcefully say that Wei Wuji's sneak attack is reasonable and Zhou Yan and Zhaosheng are not powerful, then we will go to the Grand Secretary's life to judge the reason and see who is right and who is wrong."

Nangong Huai's face turned into a pig's liver. He didn't expect He Sheng to dare to speak to him like this. He thought that he was the only one here. In addition, He Sheng accepted his thousand-year-old red flame marrow, which would give him some face, but he didn't expect He Sheng to let him get out of Taiwan so much.

He naturally knew that he chose to support Wei Wuji just because He Sheng was unhappy and wanted to suppress He Sheng's limelight. The axiom must be not on his side. No matter what method Zhou Yanzhao used, he would defeat Yan Tianwu in front of everyone. If he had a fuss with Dasiming, he would have been scolded by Dasiming, and perhaps it would have affected his status in the Taoist temple.

At this time, many monks in the hall also came back to their senses. Except for Nangong Huai's loyal fans, who also said that Nangong Huai was right, most monks chose to remain silent even though they did not speak.

The martial arts world is paramount. If you lose, you lose. If you win, you win. How can you deny a person's achievements just because of a person's immortal art?

Seeing that the scene was a little out of control at this time, Su Qingzhu immediately came out to smooth things over and said, "He Sheng, Senior Brother Nangong may not have made it very clear just now. Yan Zhao won this competition."

Nangong Huai knew very well that Su Qingzhu was looking for a way for him, but due to face problems, he turned his head aside and stopped talking. He did not speak naturally to express that he agreed with Su Qingzhu's words, but as arrogant as him, how could he admit that he was wrong?

"Senior Sister Su, I'm not convinced."

Wei Wuji spoke again, "Yan Tianwu and Zhou Yanzhao are just having a fight. Look, Yan Tianwu is so injured now. In Zhou Yanzhao's eyes, there is no friendship between his classmates."

Su Qingzhu said in a deep voice: "What do you want?"

"Zhou Yanzhao, you must apologize to Yan Tianwu."

Wei Wuji raised his head and said unyieldingly.

It was not because he had a deep affection with Yan Tianwu that he stood up for Yan Tianwu, but Wei Wuji, like Yan Tianwu, looked down on Zhou Yanzhao from the bottom of his heart. In his opinion, a waste like Zhou Yanzhao who had a two-dimensional spirit measurement pattern was only worthy of being trampled by them.

In addition, his actions also made him feel a blow to He Sheng's arrogance. Since Zhou Yanzhao was following He Sheng, Zhou Yanzhao bowed his head and was naturally slapped He Sheng in the face.

He Sheng looked directly at Wei Wuji and joked: "What a joke. When will the winner need to apologize to a loser? According to what you said, the loser has any reason, right?"

"The winner should be respected by everyone. If the loser is shameful and brave, I respect him as a man. If he only knows how to win other sympathy, such a person should be despised."

"Junior Brother He said it well. This is the martial arts in my cultivation world."

"Not bad! I agree with Junior Brother He's point of view."

Some older monks stood up to support He Sheng's words. What do these young men born in aristocratic families regard the competition of cultivators as? Do they play house?

It makes sense to lose.

Seeing that the wind direction of everyone reached his opposite, Wei Wuji was also at a loss. He looked at Nangong Huai, hoping that he would come out and say something to him, but Nangong Huai ignored him.

Wei Wuji glared at He Sheng, "He Sheng, do you dare to come out to fight me."
Chapter completed!