"Haha, Junior Brother Han, it's just a joke, don't take it too seriously."
Luo Hong said with a faint smile, he found it very interesting that the dignified old devil Han could be so embarrassed.
"Senior brother, just understand. Junior brother just saw that this woman was very filial and gave her some unused elixirs and magic weapons."
While Han Li was explaining, the battle between the Qingling Sect and the Huajian Sect below officially began.
Gongsun Xing had the same cute round face as his mother, but exuded a fierce aura, and it was obvious that he was really angry.
For the Huajian faction, although Fang Yin looked aggressive and confident of victory, he was actually a little weak in his heart.
What troubled him was not Gongsun Yu and his daughter, who were the loudest, but Fan Mengyi, who stood behind everyone in Qingling Sect without saying a word and with a calm expression.
Fang Yin has seen this woman's methods with his own eyes. Fortunately, twenty years have passed, and this woman has only reached the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, and has not yet reached the later stage.
Otherwise, even though there are less than ten foundation-building monks in Qingling Sect, he would not dare to accept the challenge from Uncle Liu.
"Gongsun Yu was seriously injured before. Although he recovered by luck, his strength has not been restored yet, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
His daughter is just an ignorant person. As long as she retains the master in the sect and picks Fan Mengyi in turn, she will definitely win this competition!"
After Fang Yin thought about it again in his mind, he winked at the junior fellow apprentice on the side. The other party immediately understood and stepped out of the crowd.
"Murong Cheng of the Huajian Sect, in the early stages of foundation building, please give me some advice from fellow Taoists!"
This man is in his thirties and has just entered the foundation building stage. He is the weakest among the monks in the foundation building stage of the Huajian Sect.
"Humph, please enlighten me!"
As soon as Gongsun Xing finished speaking, the two of them sacrificed their magical weapons at the same time and fought together.
Disciple Huajian thought that it would be no problem to deal with a young girl based on her talent, but as soon as they fought, he realized something was wrong.
The opponent's magic weapon is too powerful!
It is inevitable that Gongsun Xing's magic weapon is powerful. Although it is a magic weapon that was eliminated by Old Demon Han, the fact that it can stay in Han Lao Mo's storage bag for a while is enough to prove that it is a top-notch magic weapon.
The magical weapons used by Huajian's disciples are just better and higher-level magical weapons.
The cultivation level of Huajian's disciple was not much better than Gongsun Xing's, but now the gap in magical weapons was so huge that he was at a disadvantage after just a few clicks.
Soon, Gongsun Xing destroyed several of his magic weapons in succession, forcing him to admit defeat with a livid face.
After the battle, this Huajian disciple not only suffered a huge loss of face, but also suffered a heavy loss of spiritual stones.
When Fang Yin saw something was wrong, he secretly scolded Gongsun Yu for being cunning and deliberately giving his daughter a powerful magic weapon to trick him.
However, it was not like they didn't have top-level magic weapons, so Fang Yin arranged for a junior disciple who had top-level magic weapons to play.
But the result was that the Huajian faction was still defeated, because Gongsun Xing actually had more than just one top-level magic weapon!
"Senior Brother Fang, if you let this little girl keep her arrogance any longer, we will lose all of our Huajian company. Come on!"
At this time, a female cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building approached Fang Yin and said.
"Okay then, Junior Sister Qi, get rid of her quickly!"
Fang Yin felt that he had lost face, and he did not care about preserving the magic power of the masters in the sect, so he sent a disciple who was in the middle stage of foundation building.
Facts have proven that the gap in strength caused by the gap in cultivation is still very large.
Although Gongsun Xing's magical weapons and skills were quite extraordinary, he soon became defeated after a fierce struggle.
At this time, she cleverly admitted defeat and retreated, which was completely unlike the choice that a person controlled by anger would make.
Only then did Fang Yin and others realize that they had been fooled by Gongsun Xing from the beginning.
High in the air, Luo Hong watched as Gongsun Xing came off the stage and the Qingling Sect picked up a disciple who was in the early stage of foundation building and defeated the Huajian female cultivator who had lost her magic power. He couldn't help but say:
"This girl is quite smart. Junior brother, don't you want to accept her as your disciple?"
"Senior brother, don't be ridiculous. In this current situation, junior brother, it would not be harmful to accept a disciple.
My fate with this girl has ended, but my senior disciple’s appearance is so outstanding and so heroic that I can’t help but doubt my original intention of recruiting a disciple.”
Now Han Li is no longer a young boy. After understanding that Luo Hong was just joking, he joked not to be outdone.
"Junior brother, don't underestimate this apprentice, Brother Wei. In terms of sword control, maybe junior brother is not as good as him!
Oh? Is this about to happen? Junior brother, please take a good look."
Luo Hong said with some pride, but he was also very confused at this time. Fan Mengyi could jump and jump, and his freedom did not seem to be restricted. Why did he ignore his teacher's orders and settle down on Nanli Island?
After Gongsun Xing, the competition between the Qingling Sect and the Huajian Sect has basically become a battle without any suspense. After one party wins, the challenger will be defeated in the next game.
In the blink of an eye, only Fan Mengyi from the Qingling Sect was left not participating in the battle, while there were three other people from the Huajian Sect, including Fang Yin, and all of them were in the middle stage of foundation building or above.
"Sister Fan, be careful. If you are really defeated, just...just admit defeat!"
Xi'er, who already looked like a mature and beautiful woman, advised with sweat on her head.
"Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."
Fan Mengyi smiled slightly at Xi'er and walked forward slowly.
"Junior Sister Fan, you are no longer a member of the Qingling Sect, so it is against the rules to fight for them."
Fang Yin glanced at the Xing Gong disciple who was presiding over the competition, and said with a strange expression.
"You are not allowed to invite foreign aid in the competition. Fellow Taoist is from the Qingling Sect?"
The monk surnamed Huang immediately had a serious face. His purpose here was to show the majesty of the Star Palace, and he would never allow anything outside the rules to happen.
"I am the guest elder of the Qingling Sect. I have been personally invited by the Gongsun Sect Master. It is not too much to participate in a competition."
Fan Mengyi pointed at Gongsun Yudao, who also nodded in agreement.
"Where are the elders in the foundation building stage? You are lying!"
Fang Yin felt that he had been fooled, his eyes suddenly widened, and he said angrily.
"It's here now. If you don't accept it, please come and teach me!"
Fan Mengyi said nothing to Fang Yinduo, and twelve flying swords came out of the storage bag, forming a circle of swords behind him.
"Senior brother Fang, this woman is too arrogant, let me let my junior brother weaken her spirit!"
Among Fang Yinwei's two remaining junior disciples, one of the thin disciples frowned, thinking that Fan Mengyi was extremely hateful, and jumped out without waiting for Fang Yin's arrangement.
"Junior brother, be careful, this woman is very good at swordsmanship!"
Fang Yin stretched out his right arm as if trying to drag the skinny disciple back, and reminded him hastily.
The skinny disciple did not respond. He immediately opened his hands and a green light fell on his hands, manifesting a large green flag.
This flag has a white flying bird pattern on its surface, and it is very aura. It is clearly a top-level magic weapon with extraordinary power.
The skinny disciple threw the flag above his head and immediately cast a spell to activate his magical power.
"Look at the sword!"
As soon as Fan Mengyi gave the order, twelve flaming red flying swords shot out, either directly hitting the skinny disciple's face, or drawing an arc to attack the two wings, and some even flew close to the ground, hitting a disciple. The opponent was instantly trapped in the sword net.
The skinny disciple's face turned pale when he saw this, and he quickly changed the magic spell in his hand, changing the offensive magical power he was going to use into a defensive magical power.
Otherwise, he would be cut in front of him by the flying sword before he could make a move.
After taking all the elixirs left by Luo Hong, Fan Mengyi's cultivation speed suddenly slowed down, and then encountered a bottleneck. Over the years, he has painstakingly studied the way of swordsmanship, and his sword-wielding skills are no longer what they used to be.
Coupled with Xiaoyao Sword Heart, she can control the flying sword in detail, so after the skinny disciple fell into passivity, there was no chance of a comeback.