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Chapter 251 Forced Death

Chapter 251 Forced Death

The two start fighting.

They are all women from the same sect, and they are all equally young, less than twenty years old.

But they have all become immortals and are true geniuses. Even if their realm is not good enough, they still fight very wonderfully. You come and I go, and there is back and forth.

Although one person was destined to be eliminated, they still showed their own style.

Under the gaze of an unknown number of millions of viewers, they displayed heroic figures, from fighting in physical skills, to bombarding with spells, to the final showdown with magic weapons...

It's wonderful!

Even an "old monk" who is hundreds of years old will admire it and admire how beautiful it is.

Liu Qianyue is really not weak in the same realm.

But it's a pity that she met Chen Jinyue, who was also able to dominate in the same realm!

Chen Jinyue has the body of ancient Xuanyin, and has the same constitution as Chang'e! Although she is only Xu Changsheng's registered disciple, and Xu Changsheng did not give her any special training, her physical advantage is huge!

Moreover, Xu Changsheng also gave her corresponding guidance without Chang'e and helped her develop the ancient Xuanyin body...

Although the Immortal Realm can barely use the secrets of the ancient Xuanyin body, it is still stronger than Liu Qianyue's physique, so in the end, Liu Qianyue was defeated by one move.

But she was not discouraged.

The two of them did not lose their harmony.

"The world is amazing." Liu Qianyue smiled and praised: "You know so comprehensively. In this regard, I can't even flatter you. No wonder you lost to senior sister."

"You are being too modest."

Chen Jinyue was not very excited, nor was she at all complacent: "In terms of strength, you are almost the same as me, and I feel that you still have some tricks that you haven't used yet..."

"If we use a special move, we still don't know who will win and who will lose."

"A trick?"

Liu Qianyue smiled brightly: "Senior sister, are you gone?"

"Those are all desperate measures between you and me. We are just competing with each other. Isn't it necessary?"

"That's true."

"Then I accept it, junior sister."

"Where are you talking? Senior sister is really talented and knowledgeable. I am willing to be inferior to you, junior sister."

Very harmonious~

In the Bailing live broadcast room, some viewers who wanted to see their "breakup" were destined to be disappointed.

Then, there was a competition between others.

Most of them are quite exciting, only a few are not so good.

Soon, we arrived at Bai Xiaofei.

As soon as he took the stage, he attracted the attention of a large number of viewers. Both the live audience and the audience in the live broadcast room were extremely impressed by him.

"Is this son... going to fight again?"

"Isn't he almost dead?"

"Speaking of which, although my realm is not high, I have been cultivating immortals for thousands of years and have seen countless people of all kinds. However, a monk in the Tribulation Stage can become like this, with energy as thin as a thread, and seems to be unable to stand still.

He is the only one, and apart from that, there is really no one else."

"Indeed, can he still fight with his appearance like this?"

"I'm afraid that a gust of wind will blow him to death before he takes action, right?"

"Don't die in the ring, it's unlucky."

"What do you think is going on with him? A disciple of Zixiao Holy Land, and it is said that he is also a registered disciple of Holy Master Xu. Even if he is a registered disciple of Holy Master, he is not like this?"

"It's just the period of transcending tribulation. Even if it's a Dao injury, Zixiao Holy Land has countless ways to help him heal it. Why is he still like this???"

"Let's see how he responds."

"There is no suspense in this battle."

"It's boring!"

"I don't think there will be any suspense..."

Everyone was whispering and communicating.

Although they were a little curious about Bai Xiaofei, they were more puzzled.

You've already looked like this, why are you still insisting?

I’m even more curious, why is the registered disciple of Holy Master Xu of Zixiao Holy Land looking like this?

All he had to do was be carried on a stretcher to the center of the ‘ring’.

How to fight this?

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"This kid..."

Above the clouds.

Chang'e and Yue Lao were both curious.

"Just now I wanted to ask, where did his weird injuries come from? Even I can't see through it!" Chang'e said in surprise: "And every time I do something, his injuries will get aggravated for no reason...

·”

"Not only that!" Yue Lao emphasized: "I also found that his vitality is very tenacious."

"If it were an ordinary monk in the Tribulation Stage, he would have died from such an injury long ago, but he was able to persevere and just couldn't die."

"Very strange."

"It's also very magical. Do you know the reason?"

"My natal magical power." Xu Changsheng tucked it away without hiding it, and explained: "Although this child is from the human race, he has his own natal magical power."

"I can't explain the specific principle. After all, the natal magical powers are different from the magical powers and spells we acquire."

"In short, his natal magical power is destined to keep getting hurt as long as he makes a move..."

"However, his opponent's injuries will be twice as severe as his."

Both women were shocked.

"Is there such a thing?!"

They have seen a lot of natal magical powers.

Especially since they are innate creatures. Although they grow into human form, strictly speaking, they are still somewhat different from the 'pure human race'.

Basically, innate beings have their own natal magical powers.

In addition, they have lived for such a long time, and they have seen all kinds of natal magical powers, but this is the first time they have seen such weird and even somewhat neurotic natal magical powers.

No, this must be the first time I heard about it.

"I was quite surprised before."

Xu Changsheng chuckled and said: "This kind of natal magical power is indeed very strange and extremely rare, but it is the fact."

"But now I'm quite curious."

Zhao Wuji answered: "What is the Holy Master curious about?"

"Curiosity, his limit."

Looking at Bai Xiaofei, who was hunched over and panting heavily before he even made a move, as if he was about to belch at any moment, Xu Changsheng said quietly: "Let's talk about it first."

"No one in our Zixiao Holy Land requires him to go on stage or get any ranking."

"The reason why he still refuses to give up and wants to fight is all his own decision."

"At the same time, this guy is as big as a kid and as smart as a monkey."

"He will never make fun of his own life. Therefore, he should have a trump card that no one knows about, or in other words, he can still play tricks with his magical power."

"Let's wait and see, I'm looking forward to it too."

Listen to what Xu Changsheng said.

Chang'e, Yue Lao, and Zhao Wuji fell silent. They blinked and looked at the 'chamber' below, and even their consciousness spread out, trying to find some clues.

On the arena.

The young monk from the Buddhist Holy Land came on stage.

He is not very old either, at least he is considered young in the gathering of geniuses.

Not even a hundred years old!

Well, the bone age is ninety-nine point eight years old, which is indeed not more than 100 years old.

However, this little monk had a proud face and his eyes were higher than his head. He flew in front of Bai Xiaofei. When he saw his "unlucky" appearance, he laughed out loud.

"donor."

"You are almost dead, what else can you do?"

"Is it possible that because of your unsightly face in Zixiao Holy Land, even a dying sick man like you is forced to go on stage to gain sympathy from others?"

"It's a pity that even if the monk sympathizes with you, he won't show mercy to you."

He waved his hand, with a look on his face that said, "I don't want to take action. You'd better admit defeat quickly, otherwise others will think that I bullied you, a dying sick man. If word spreads, how can Xiao Monk be able to gain a foothold in the future?"

“···”

Bai Xiaofei was very unhappy. He rolled his eyes and said weakly: "What nonsense are you talking about."

"I want to stand here and enter the top fifty."

"If I don't want to, who can force me?"

"On the other hand, you are a little monk, but you have completely forgotten all the Buddhist teachings. You have greed, anger, stupidity, and hatred, and you are still a little monk? Bah."

After saying that, he gasped again.

Everyone who saw it frowned.

I'm afraid that he might accidentally fail to take a breath and die!

Especially the referees from the Holy Land of Qiankun are even more powerful at this moment.

Normally, no one would die at the Tianjiao event.

If you become the referee yourself, someone will die...

If you spread the word, it will make people laugh.

The most important thing is that he probably died by himself instead of being beaten to death. What is this?

Therefore, the referee is fully prepared. As long as Bai Xiaofei has signs of dying, he will immediately go to save people.

Regardless~

"Boy."

The young monk sneered: "So, are you looking for trouble on your own?"

"Although the Tianjiao Festival cannot kill anyone, it will still make you suffer some pain, but it will still be easy."

"Don't make the mistake of yourself."

Why can’t people be killed? Because there is a powerful judge~

"A monk talks about beating and killing all day long. He is really nothing. You want to kill him? Then kill him. Come, I will stand here. You kill one and let me see."

Bai Xiaofei rolled his eyes, as if he didn't take him into consideration at all.

"madness!"

The young monk snorted coldly and took action immediately.

boom!

The Great Sun Tathagata Fists!

Although the Tathagata Buddha does not exist in the immortal world, Buddhism does have this boxing technique. When used, it is like the sun rising from the sky, coming directly in front of you, so it is called the Great Sun Tathagata.

The golden light of the fist seal is bright, like the sun coming!

Before the fist seal had even arrived, the terrifying gust of wind had already staggered Bai Xiaofei. The referee almost held his breath and was ready to take action at any time.

But at the last moment, he held back.

Because Bai Xiaofei has something to do!

Moreover, it is only a Sun Tathagata fist in the realm of immortals. You can block it with just a thought. Taking action at the most critical moment is what a referee should do.

but···

Don’t let this sick man die by himself!!!

The referee has confidence in his own strength and judgment, and will never let Bai Xiaofei be killed by this punch, but if the latter dies on his own, there is nothing he can do.

Then.

He and the entire audience saw Bai Xiaofei grinning and saying, "Let's see who dies first."

Then, his face instantly lost all color, and even turned blue! He looked like a dead person.

The evil smile on the young monk's face suddenly froze.

At the same time, his face instantly turned pale as a sheet.

puff!!!

The little monk suddenly spurted out a mouthful of black blood, and the fist mark that had hit Bai Xiaofei's eyes also disappeared without a trace. Then, he fell directly to the sky...

It’s already as qi as a gossamer!

And even this 'little trace' is rapidly weakening and is about to disappear!

At this moment, everyone was confused.

Countless spectators looked eagerly at the arena, and then blinked with "cute" expressions on their faces.

What's happening?!

Regardless of their level of cultivation, few people can understand it at this moment.

"what happened?"

"Don't make it?!"

"The majestic and domineering power of the Great Sun Tathagata Fist had already hit the tip of Bai Xiaofei's nose, and was about to blow him up. Why did it suddenly dissipate?"

"It dissipated. It can be understood that the little monk didn't want to kill, right? It's understandable that Bai Xiaofei was in such a miserable state. He was frightened, or was blown by the strong wind, and was about to die. After all, he looked like a ghost to begin with.

.But...why did the young monk lie down?"

"He's still spurting blood!!!"

"The air is like a gossamer, and every trace of it is almost gone."

"This is going to die!!!"

"Hiss! What happened? Could it be that there was a plot by an expert? That little monk, a dignified immortal, suddenly suffered serious injuries for no apparent reason, and the injuries were fatal. What this???"

"Bai Xiaofei's injuries were very serious and he was really dying, but for some reason the little monk was even more seriously injured! At most, Bai Xiaofei could only stand in front of the gate of hell, but the little monk had already passed the gate of hell... He was going to die.

"

"No, it should be said that he is gone!"

The audience at the scene was surprised and immediately made a noise.

In Bailing's live broadcast room.

Many online viewers were also dumbfounded.

"Why did the young monk suddenly die suddenly?!"

"Is it possible that there is a stubborn illness in the body that suddenly breaks out?"

"Shit! What kind of stubborn disease that so many powerful people in the Buddhist Holy Land can't detect will suddenly break out at this moment?"

"Then why do you think it is?"

"If I knew, would I still wait here with you to drink water?"

"Is it possible that... this Bai Xiaofei poisoned you?"

"Poison cultivator? Or Gu cultivator? Does Zixiao Holy Land still have these methods?"

"Forehead···"

Bai Ling scratched his head crazily, not knowing how to explain it.

Facing the audience's inquiries, she was also filled with questions.

To be honest, Bai Ling is not weak anymore, and watching it now, she can naturally see it more clearly than the viewers in the live broadcast room, but she also didn't see anything about what happened.

What the hell?!

Everyone is paying attention to Bai Xiaofei, wanting to see if he has any means to resist.

If not? Even if you have to lie down.

Even if he is protected by the referee, he will only have half a breath left at most. After all, he only has "one breath" left in the first place.

But in the end, the little monk died as soon as he took action???

It’s really dead!

According to Bai Ling's perception, the little monk had already passed through the gate of hell and was dead! The little bit of breath he still had was just because his body was 'not completely dead' yet.

But what exactly is going on?

It’s too outrageous!

Eh? No, no matter what his situation is, he has to save people first.

Bai Ling immediately spoke, his voice shocking the whole 'small world': "Save people first!!!"

In the field.

The referee was still in a daze at first.

After being reminded like this by Bai Ling, he suddenly reacted. In an instant, a 'flash' appeared 'next to' the young monk's body, and then he pressed it on his forehead, and endless mysterious laws and massive immortal power exploded instantly.

The law of the great road surges.

The terrifying vitality is passing on.

At the same time, the air of death is invading.

Everyone can see that this quasi-sage referee is not taking it easy.

He was fighting with God for his life, trying to take back the little monk's life.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

The referee was dumbfounded!

While fighting hard against the sky, my head was still buzzing.

What, what, what, what is this?!

Is there any mistake?!

In the situation just now, shouldn't Bai Xiaofei be in danger and might die suddenly at any time? It is true that he is paying attention to Bai Xiaofei with all his heart...

But why is it that Bai Xiaofei's "not a big problem", but the young monk suddenly died suddenly?

It's like a 200-pound strong man with a machete in his hand trying to chop up a beggar who hasn't eaten for ten days, is extremely thin, has injuries all over his body, only one breath left, and is still using his bare hands.

If you want to save someone, who should you pay attention to?

Are you still afraid that the beggar will kill the strong man?

But in the end, he was really killed!!!

What the hell???

What is the love?

At that moment, he only felt an indescribable force erupting from Bai Xiaofei's body, instantly causing him to be seriously injured and dying.

But at the same time, that force also 'pulled' the young monk in.

Then···

That's it for the little monk.

Isn’t this a lie?

He gritted his teeth, focused on a large number of vitality and fought with the sky, regained the little monk's true spirit, reshaped his soul, and then sealed it into the little monk's body...

The young monk's life was finally saved, and his chest that had stopped rising began to rise and fall again.

After doing this, even though he was a quasi-sage, he felt a little exhausted for a while.

After all, this is a fight against heaven, not against humans.

Compared with the sky, the quasi-sage is like a hammer.

If he can win back the life of the little monk, he is considered to be a good person, but it means that the little monk is just an immortal. If he reaches the realm of true immortals and heavenly immortals...

I'm afraid he has to fight tooth and nail to have any hope of bringing him back to life, and it must be at the moment of his 'just death'.

He communicated with his spiritual consciousness and expressed his gratitude to Bai Ling.

"Thank you. If you hadn't reminded me, I would have lost face today."

The referee was a miserable bunch.

I have never encountered anything like this in all these years.

So depressing.

It doesn't matter if Bai Ling just connects the road.

The referee then looked at Bai Xiaofei: "Are you... okay?"

Although he can clearly control Bai Xiaofei's 'physical condition' and knows that he cannot die, he is still afraid. If it happens again, it will be really troublesome!

"Did I win?"

Bai Xiaofei grinned and bared his teeth.

His white teeth contrasted sharply with his blue face.

The referee's face trembled.

"Purple Sky Holy Land Bai Xiaofei wins."

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Above the clouds.

Xu Changsheng and the other four all looked surprised.

"You really have a trump card."

"You can actually take action across two realms?" Zhao Wuji's eyes were particularly shining: "Holy Lord, after you go back, please hand this child over to our Ministry of Internal Affairs for some training."

"If he can try to develop or imitate his natal magical power, and develop some similar secret techniques, even if they are much weaker, they will be of great use!"

"we'll talk about it then."

Xu Changsheng did not agree directly.

Chang'e was slightly surprised and said: "Sister, do you understand?"

(End of chapter)


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