Seven hundred and eighteenth chapter purple female cultivator
Under the center stage, Lu Zhu watched the two men using their magic weapons to fight fiercely without saying a word for a long time, secretly feeling that he was under great pressure.
As a sharp weapon that can only be used by monks above the level of pill formation, there is no doubt about the power of the magic weapon.
Before this, Luzhu had only heard about Luo Hong's great magical power that could suppress everything at every turn and had no reference value at all, so now she truly realized the essential gap in combat power between foundation-building monks and pill-forming monks.
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Jiang Tieshan was standing under the stage at this moment, feeling the slight vibrations coming from the soles of his feet from time to time, and was already distracted by the power of the alchemy monk.
Holding a grand ginseng king conference once every sixty years is too long for a mortal. In the past, most of the immortal cultivators he came into contact with were only in the Qi refining stage.
The scene of huge hammers flying in front of him and brocade handkerchiefs covering the sky was far beyond his imagination.
"I dare to ask, girl, which of these two immortals has a better chance of winning?"
"It should be Senior Ziyi."
Green Bamboo answered without moving his eyes.
"Hmph! You are so shameless in your words. You are just building your foundation and cultivation, but you dare to organize a family teacher!"
As soon as Lu Zhu finished speaking, a scolding sound came from the side, and three men and women dressed in hunting attire were seen glaring at Lu Zhu angrily.
"Are you the disciples of Senior Shoulei?"
Although Luzhu knew he was in trouble, he turned around and asked without fear.
"Exactly! My fellow Taoist has a profound cultivation. We shouldn't provoke you originally, but the master should not be insulted lightly. Please come to the ring with us!"
The leader of the man in a tiger-skin coat glared angrily, as if he was bound to have a fight with Green Bamboo.
"Goodbye, your master will definitely leave immediately if he loses later. Didn't you ask your master to wait for you then?"
Green Bamboo saw that he was aggressive and replied unceremoniously.
"You! Why did you say that father would lose? It was clearly father who was holding down the senior in purple to beat him!"
The woman in rabbit fur on the side has a lunar face, and her eyes are like swords.
"It's not obvious. Although Senior Shou Lei's offensive is strong, every attack obviously consumes more mana. Nowadays, such a magic weapon duel is at a disadvantage.
Since he had to defend the opponent, he had to fight quickly. If he still didn't change his methods to defeat the enemy after several rounds, he must not have any other magic weapon in his possession.
And the senior in purple clothes has been able to do it with ease so far, and he probably has some backup plans.
Comparing the two aspects, I only said ‘should’ just now to save face for your teacher.”
In addition to practicing with Luo Hong, Lu Zhu learned from Luo Hong that he likes to tell people the truth and reason.
But she didn't know that it was very dangerous to reason with people and wake them up in this world.
Sure enough, after the three disciples heard this, they were stunned for a moment. Although their hearts were shaken, the anger on their faces actually became stronger.
Fortunately, just before the three people launched their attack, an exclamation suddenly came from the ring:
"Plain female sword!"
Everyone looked up and saw a snow-white sword dragon flying into the air at some point and stabbing at the strong monk quickly.
Hearing the name of the Prime Girl Sword, everyone watching the battle couldn't help but talk about it. After all, this sword is a famous magic weapon. It is extremely difficult to refine, but the corresponding power is also extremely powerful. It has always been owned by the alchemy monks of the great sect.
On the stage, the sturdy monk knew that he was at a critical juncture, but he was greedy and wanted to try again, but he took out a dark red round shield with a focused gaze.
Immediately, he didn't sacrifice it, but pressed it hard on his chest.
Suddenly, the dark red round shield seemed to come alive. A demonic eye suddenly opened in the center, sucking the essence and blood of the strong monk, and suddenly turned bright red.
At the same time, a layer of blood-colored shield also tightly wrapped it.
The next moment, the sword dragon transformed from the plain female sword struck, and the white light and blood light immediately collided. For a moment, no one could do anything to anyone.
Just when everyone thought that the two sides were going to be in a stalemate for a few breaths, the white sword light suddenly changed from extremely strong to extremely soft, wrapping tightly around the blood light shield like a white python.
At this time, the short-handled giant hammer in the air wanted to return support, but was blocked by the yellow brocade handkerchief.
"Fairy, stop it, Huang has given up!"
As soon as the voice fell, the bloody aura suddenly dimmed, and even the sword light was no longer dazzling.
Everyone saw immediately that the strong monk had been entangled into a rice dumpling like a rope by an elongated flying sword.
The combination of strength and softness is the reason why the Plain Girl Sword is famous in the Jin Dynasty.
After the winner was determined, the purple-clothed female cultivator did not embarrass the strong monk and immediately put away the flying sword and let him leave.
After this fight, although the female cultivator in purple did not hurt the strong monk, she was sucked a lot of blood by her magic weapon.
Therefore, at this moment, his face was pale and his mood was even worse.
And when he stepped down from the stage with a sullen face, the female cultivator in rabbit fur immediately accused Lu Zhu of being cunning.
"Hmph! Your master never taught you not to be disrespectful to high-level monks?!"
The strong monk's eyes were filled with hidden anger, and he had the intention of teaching Lu Zhu a lesson.
"I'm just telling the truth, senior, please don't get angry."
Luzhu responded casually, she was not afraid of the other party, after all, Luo Hong had left enough things for her to protect herself.
"Tell the truth, since you, a junior, are so capable, why don't you compete with me, the senior disciple, to see if your skills are as good as your mouth!"
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the strong monk did not want to bully the young with his strength, so he provoked the general like this.
"It's not impossible, but you have to queue up."
After saying that, the green bamboo rose into the air, passed through the light curtain and landed on the ring.
"Junior Lu Zhu, I was ordered by my master to seize the thousand-year-old blood ginseng. Please give me some advice from my seniors!"
As he spoke, Luzhu let go of his breath, and the monks in the late stages of foundation building were immediately displayed in front of everyone.
Seeing this scene, the monks who were watching were immediately stunned.
A foundation-building monk is actually challenging a pill-forming monk, which is the most ridiculous thing in the world!
"You junior, have you taken the wrong medicine? Why don't you go down quickly?"
The purple-clothed female cultivator frowned slightly, thinking that Lu Zhu was joking, so she couldn't help but said angrily.
"Senior, it's difficult for me to do this, I'm sorry!"
There are no referees in the arena of the Gathering King Conference. As long as you step on the stage, you sign a life and death certificate, and you can take action immediately.
At that moment, without waiting for the purple-clothed female cultivator to react, Luzhu took the initiative to sacrifice the Xuanbing Sword.
Although she was making a sneak attack, there was nothing she could do about it. After watching the battle just now, Lu Zhu knew that the female nun in purple was not an opponent that she could defeat honestly.
If it were the strong monk in the audience, it would still be possible. After all, he can be said to be the weakest type of alchemy monk.
With only an early stage of cultivation and a magic weapon with only one destiny, it can be said that it was the luck of encountering Green Bamboo.
But experience does not take luck into account, so Luzhu suddenly realized that perhaps the master wanted her to learn sneak attacks and other methods that were easy to use but not easy to use.
Because just like right now, many times there is only one chance to win!
PS: To set the stage for the plot of Buddha, the protagonist will appear tomorrow.