In the heart of the slender-faced monk from the Demon Sect, Wang Ning would have to pay a lot of price if he wanted to defeat him, but this was not the time to fight desperately, and he would not really accept the opponent's invitation to fight.
Moreover, when he came out just now, he just wanted to defeat his opponent with a small level difference, so that these monks who had just been recruited from other regions would know that they were powerful and that the name of the Demon Sect was not something they dared to take lightly.
Now that the goal has been achieved, this monk will naturally not stay on the sidelines anymore. The best result is to give up when things are good.
It was just that when he turned back, his steps were already a little frivolous, and he was attacked by a fake alchemy monk. Although the opponent had no intention of killing and the attack was definitely not full force, it still shocked his abdomen and made his energy and blood disorder.
Channeling, uncomfortably tight.
The monk with a slender face returned, but what he said before leaving was heard by Tang Minglong, especially the sentence "he is just a low-ranking person in the sect", which made him stagger and almost fall when he turned back.
, even more so that his face turned blue with anger.
Tang Minglong knew that he had failed to use many methods, and the other party actually said that he was a weaker being, which was like another slap in his face. If he hadn't been more cautious, he might have gone back to settle the score immediately.
When Wang Ning saw the other party turn around and leave, there was not much surprise on her face. She came on stage because she wanted to try out the fake elixir monks opposite her, and she was just talking politely.
But if the other party insists on not replying, then he will have to suffer more injuries.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, with so many monks in the field, this kind of fighting is too time-consuming. Let's discuss it separately, and then select three people to fight until one side is defeated. What do you think?"
Gong Yuantai looked at the two sides and saw that there were no fewer than dozens of people trying to challenge him. If the fight continued like this, firstly, it would take too long, and secondly, there would be too many fighting monks, and it might eventually lead to a scuffle, which would not end well.
Already.
After hearing what Gong Yuantai said, Wang Ningxiu, who was standing in the front, frowned first, then she turned to look at the people behind.
"I have to participate. Otherwise, if one of you comes up and defeats me first, I will quit. One more thing, I think what Senior Brother Gong said is reasonable. If dozens of people come on stage one by one, maybe the fight may not end even if it lasts a day."
After Wang Ning said that, she stood in the field and did not retreat. After everyone behind her looked at each other, the nine fake alchemy monks headed by her began to whisper.
Just a moment later, a monk with a Chinese character among them looked up at Gong Yuantai opposite.
"Fellow Taoist Palace's suggestion is indeed a way to quickly decide the result. We have no objection. Miss Wang's cultivation is indeed the best among us. The rest of the candidates can be decided later."
The monk with the Chinese character face had a deep voice and seemed to be a very steady person. After speaking, they looked at the monks behind them.
After hearing this, the monks at Gong Yuantai also nodded and did not speak again.
Wang Ning is facing
The people behind him bowed slightly as a gesture of thanks, but their jade faces showed no joy or sadness.
Li Yan in the distance was still standing at the gate of the courtyard. At this time, many monks were standing beside him. The fight just now attracted the attention of the nearby monks, and many more people gathered around.
"It's interesting. The newly recruited monks from the Sixteenth Team are going to challenge the old team members. These new monks have made trouble since they first arrived, and they are not afraid of attracting their uncles and uncles."
"I came over for a while first. The reason is very simple. After Ting Wei died in the battle yesterday, the monk who was just recruited felt that the position of captain should not be assigned by the above, but should be determined by his own strength.
Just now, Senior Brother Yang defeated a fake elixir cultivator from the other side, hahaha!"
"Oh, you are talking about Senior Brother Yang from Buli Peak. His cultivation is not too strong, but his Gu skills are quite good..."
Said, someone pointed at the stern-faced monk behind Gong Yuantai. Originally, there were only about ten monks from the Hsiao Sect there, so I guess there weren't many with the same surname, so someone pointed him out at once.
"If you ask me about the monks who have been recruited recently, they just have a arrogant attitude and they want to show some color."
"It's said that our attitude is arrogant. This is how it is among the four major sects. Are there not many people who go to each other's area to experience and get killed?"
"That's right, the victory just now was just a surprise and a trick."
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Li Yan heard the discussion around him and took a glance. The people around him were also faintly divided into two arrays. At first glance, they were in the same situation as Gong Yuantai and others in the center of the venue.
The four major sects have grown from weak to strong over thousands of years, fighting each other to death and hunting each other's disciples. The grudges between them are not seamless because they have a common enemy.
Although Fengliang Mountain is the place of Shibuyuan, the person in charge here now is the Sprite Sect, and the monks under the Pure Land Sect and Shibuyuan Sect have come together invisibly.
Li Yan didn't have any opinion on this. He himself felt the same. Of course he had feelings for the Sprite Sect in his heart, let alone others.
He just crossed his arms and looked at the center of the field at leisure.
On the top of a mountain ten miles away from here, in a larger cave, there were seven Jindan monks drinking tea and talking in low voices, three at the top and four at the sides.
"It's rare to be able to go back and rest for a few days this time. Master Wei Feng, you called me and a few others here again. You won't just watch these little guys fight, right? I'm still injured, so I need to seize the time to meditate.
Recovering."
A monk in his fifties wearing a monk's robe took a sip of tea and looked towards
Wei Zhongran in the middle said slowly.
"Of course it is not because of this trivial matter that I called Daoyou Liu and the others to come over. Except for Daoyou Feng from the 'Treading River Sect', Daoyou Fang from the 'Chongdaowu' and other four seriously injured fellow Taoists, they need to be in seclusion and cannot go out.
Those of us who have been replaced this time have all gathered here. I have just received a secret message from Senior Hua Heshan of the "Fengjiao Sect" who is stationed here, so I hurriedly summoned everyone here, of course, to discuss important matters.
Oh, the reason why we are seeing those little guys fighting now is because Taoist friends from 'Jingtan Temple' have not arrived yet. It is always a good thing to watch more of the younger generation's growth. They are also the ones with the most casualties when dealing with demonic cultivators. It is better to know yourself and the enemy.
deploy."
Wei Zhongran gave a simple explanation, and the four monks sitting on the side nodded. They were not Jindan monks from the sect under the jurisdiction of the Sprite Sect, and they had all been recently dispatched to assist.
However, their realm is higher, and of course their horizons are wider. Naturally, they will not be as concerned about the battle with the demons as Bro and others, so they still respect the names of the four major sects.
They know that the four major sects are not as simple as just saying they are powerful. Whether they are practicing techniques or having resources, they are beyond their reach.
Take Fatty Wei in front of them as an example. They had seen each other's ferocity on the battlefield. It was simply a ferocious beast in human form. No matter what, it was not as gentle as jade as it is now.
Since there was a secret order, of course he had to wait for everyone to gather. The fifty-year-old Taoist priest smiled and nodded this time.
"Master Wei Feng, the disciples of your Demon Sect are not only excellent in cultivation, but also very scheming. The disciple just now was able to calculate every step of Tang Minglong's actions. He is also a rare talent."
As soon as the fifty-year-old Taoist priest finished speaking, the three golden elixirs beside him also nodded and said, "The four major sects are indeed the giants of our Desolate Moon Continent, and the disciples they have trained are certainly good."
"This is indeed true. Compared with other sect disciples like me, alas, they are really inferior..."
As soon as these words came out, except for Wei Zhongran, even the other two Jin Danzi from the Demon Sect beside him smiled.
These two people were both from Laojun Peak, and they were the ones who had just taken a break from the front battlefield with Wei Zhongran today.
Elder Chi Gong led the rest of the Demon Sect and the recruited Jindan monks, and went to the battlefield again early in the morning.
"Fellow Daoist Liu, you are too modest. Among the monks dispatched from your side, which one is weak? They just suffered the consequences of carelessness. I see that the aura of the female disciple present now is the same as that of my old Jun Feng Gong Yuantai.
On par."
A Jindan monk from Laojun Peak chuckled. He knew that this was the time for all parties to work together. These people in front of him were not monks under the jurisdiction of their Demon Sect, so he didn't care about them in his heart.
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If the relationship can be improved in peacetime, at least in a war, it will only be beneficial to both parties.
As expected, after he finished saying these words, the expressions of those people softened a lot.
When they came here just now, they thought that Wei Zhongran was just letting them watch the fight between these juniors, especially when the disciples of the Demon Sect won in the end. This made them think at first that Wei Zhongran had deliberately set up the situation, just to take the opportunity to beat them.
Although there are no disciples of theirs here, they are from their Pure Land Sect and are under the jurisdiction of Shibuyuan, so I still feel a little uncomfortable losing.
However, due to Wei Zhongran's fierce power and the orders of the Pure Land Sect and Shibuyuan, they could only deal with it carefully. Now it seems that at least the fight just now was a temporary move, not a plan, so several people were not satisfied.
The smoothness is also a little less.
But they also knew in their hearts that the Sprite Sect definitely wanted to take control of Fengliang Mountain. This was just like the other two defense points. They had to understand this clearly.
"Wang Ning's Lushui Sect is a first-class sect under the jurisdiction of Shibuyuan. She is also a very popular person among the younger generation in the sect. She was originally going to attack the golden elixir, but her release was postponed because of this war.
close."
A Jindan monk from Shibuyuan said softly that he had a good relationship with Lishuimen, so he knew Wang Ning relatively well.
The meaning of his words was very clear. This woman already had the strength to attack the golden elixir. For some large sect disciples, she actually had the strength to compete with ordinary golden elixirs. Therefore, with the same level,
In a battle of wits, the chances of winning are still higher.
Wei Zhongran and others were polite, so what the Jindan monks under the jurisdiction of Shibuyuan said was just a few points and would not be explained clearly.
"Well, if Wang Ning is really capable, Team Sixteen will be handed over to her."
Wei Zhongran smiled and said, of course that was not what he thought in his mind. Just kidding, he could predict the outcome now. Even among the foundation-building disciples of the Sprite Sect, not even one of them might be able to win over Li Yan.
Even a disciple like Gong Chenying who has the strength to attack the golden elixir can't do it. Compared with a person who has held back the demon in the middle stage of the golden elixir for more than ten breaths, those disciples are far from enough.
"Junior Brother Wei's words make sense. Recently, more and more monks have been transferred from outside, and there are more and more outstanding disciples. Someone with strength must be in their position.
By the way, that disciple of yours is in a good mood for watching a show, hehehe..."
The Laojunfeng Jindan suddenly changed the subject. They had seen Wei Zhongran’s consciousness always staying at Team 16 of the "Green Bat Camp" before. They were originally going to stop these disciples from taking action, but were stopped by Wei Zhongran.
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Then Wei Zhongran briefly explained the situation, so he also knew Li Yan's identity. Unexpectedly, Li Yan watched the show while the two sides were fighting.
This chapter has been completed!