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Two hundred and seventeen, inhuman

 The sword energy emitted by Jiang Yan contained earth spiritual power and water spiritual power, which restrained Zhang Yi's fire spiritual power.

The outside of Zhang Yi's left leg was cut by Jiang Yan's sudden sword energy. He was caught off guard and let out a cry of pain.

After he healed the wound, he came to his senses and found that Jiang Yan had changed into a brand new Taoist robe of an inner disciple of the Guiyi Sect.

Zhang Yi glanced at the collar of Jiang Yan's Taoist robe and saw a bulge on his throat that a woman could not have. Only then did he understand why he always felt that something was wrong - Jiang Yan had everything he had!

This guy has a pretty face, but he is a big man!

Zhang Yi's face turned red and he was a little angry.

I am a tall and dignified man, and I am openly teasing male cultivators, which has made people laugh. If I lose to this pretty boy again...

Zhang Yi took control of the sword again and summoned hundreds of yellow-green sword energies at once. While blocking Jiang Yan's retreat, he was about to tie him into a honeycomb!

Before Zhang Yi took action, Jiang Yan had already calmly put on five more pieces of precious armor, and slowly poured three Guiyuan Pills into his mouth to replenish spiritual energy.

The water spiritual power and the earth spiritual power are released, and in addition to the five pieces of treasure armor, three layers of spiritual power shields are stacked.

Seeing that Zhang Yi was so angry at this moment, Jiang Yan's lips flashed with pear dimples. He was surrounded by hundreds of sword energy attached to the Nascent Soul Fire Spiritual Power, and concentrated on looking for Zhang Yi's flaws.

Hundreds of sword energy pierced Jiang Yan's body at the same time, and the fire spirit power broke through the layers of defense, leaving numerous scars on Jiang Yan's body, making a sizzling sound and emitting the smell of burnt flesh.

Before the sword light dissipated, a silent but unignorable sword energy penetrated Zhang Yi's dantian like lightning, slashing straight towards his fragile soul.

When everyone saw that he was so brave and brave, even fighting to die together and destroying Zhang Yi's foundation of Taoism, their faces changed.

Not many of the Tianjiao disciples present are confident that they can subdue such a fierce beauty!

After all, Zhang Yi has a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation level, and he had already reacted when Jiang Yan's sword energy entered his body.

All the spiritual energy in his body was concentrated in front of Yuanshen, blocking most of the sword energy!

There was only a faint red mark left on the neck of Yuanshen, who was like a newborn baby.

Zhang Yi's spiritual power surged all over his body for a moment, then stabilized again.

Anger arose in his heart, and he immediately decided to retaliate with tooth, crushing the golden elixir in Jiang Yan's dantian, which had exhausted all his spiritual power.

However, as soon as he mobilized his spiritual power, Zhang Yi felt numb all over his body and could not move at all!

At this moment, Jiang Yan limped out from the dispersed yellow-green sword light.

His breath was a little unstable, and his whole body was steaming like a piece of red-hot coke. There were burns all over his body, which was unbearable to look at.

"Ahem..." Jiang Yan coughed out two puffs of white smoke as he walked, walked up to Zhang Yi, revealing a pair of snow-white teeth, "Fellow Taoist Zhang Yi, I accept it!

After that, he confiscated Zhang Yi's spirit sword, grabbed Zhang Yi's hair bun with one hand, dragged him all the way to the ring, and kicked him.

Zhang Yi was kicked off the ring and was about to fall into the boiling mountain top lake.

When he entered the water, Zhang Yi suddenly regained his freedom and spun around and landed on the shore of the lake.

In front of the public, Zhang Yi lost to Jiang Yan, whose cultivation level was far lower than his own. Zhang Yi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his whole body exuded a terrifying murderous aura.

The nearby monks ran away and did not dare to come forward to talk.

After a long while, Qi Shusheng, the leader of the Tianyan Sword Sect, gritted his teeth and announced: "No. 1, Jiang Yan of the Guiyi Sect, wins one game. No. 2, Zhang Yi of the Tianyan Sword Sect, loses one game."

Because he took advantage of the serial number and was the first to win, Jiang Yan still ranked first on the list of geniuses.

Zhang Yi ranked 91st.

The onlookers never expected that Zhang Yi, who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, faced off against Jiang Yan, who was in the late Jindan stage. The originally least suspenseful match turned out to be such an unexpected result!

"I don't seem to understand. What happened?"

"Mr. Jiang Yan used the scorpion-tailed spider venom sac during the rookie meeting. It should be that one, right?"

"I didn't expect Mr. Jiang Yan to be so beautiful after being burned to black charcoal..."

"As expected of a disciple of the Guiyi sect, my ability to endure is beyond the reach of others!"

……

Lin Yige, who controlled "Gu Xiaoyun" and was about to take action, was also a little surprised.

Jiang Yan not only got several pieces of protective armor from Si Ji, but also bought various elixirs for healing, recovery, and pain relief... He was really well prepared.

I think all of his contribution as a true disciple was spent on this preparation.

However, as long as he can become the Golden Core Prodigy in the Prodigy Battle, he can get a large amount of contribution points when he returns to Heming Mountain.

After repaying the contribution points for entering the trial tower for the second time, there is still a surplus.

Wen Zongyi glanced at her and couldn't help but said: "Lin Yige, is this what you mean by 'just good luck'?"

According to this standard, how cruel must a disciple of the Guiyi Sect with average luck be?!

"I didn't expect that either!" Lin Yige scratched his face and said calmly, "But Jiang Yan has passed the Guiyi Sect's true inheritance test, so he has lived up to his reputation as a true inheritance!"

Wen Zongyi was happy to see its success.

In the future, if Caiwei can pass the true inheritance test, Liu Fufeng and Jiang Yan will be her biological senior brothers.

Looking at the seven generations of true disciples of the Gui Yi Sect, all of them care deeply about Lin Yige. It is conceivable that Liu Fufeng and Jiang Yan will also protect Caiwei in the palm of their hands in the future.

The most important thing is that he, Wenzong Yineng, and Master Wu Lan, Chi Wulan, the third disciple of the Seventh Generation True Successor of the Guiyi Sect, take care of Caiwei together...

Rounding things off, his relationship with Master Wu Lan can be even closer!

After Lin Yige finished speaking, he saw that his old friend was looking at someone lost in thought, his cheeks flushed, and his heart brimming with spring.

She rolled her eyes and knew without guessing that Wen Zongyi was starting to get crazy again.

Lin Yige didn't speak any more and only turned his attention to Wen Caiwei.

……

Jiang Yan got off the ring, and the monks along the way avoided him and made way for him.

He slowly walked to Wen Caiwei and Yu Mingyue, and Wen Caihe seemed to have left.

Wen Caiwei saw Jiang Yan's severely burned and slowly scabbed skin, and took out a bottle of good Wanhua Dan from her Najie.

Wanhuadan contains the vitality of flowers and plants, which can not only heal injuries, but also beautify and nourish the skin. It is most suitable for symptoms.

Senior Brother Jiang Yan’s beautiful face belongs to the Guiyi Sect, how can it be damaged so easily?

Without Senior Brother Jiang standing guard at the mountain gate, the number of people who come to Heming Mountain to enter the maze of trials will be reduced by 10%!

Wen Caiwei pretended to be concerned and whispered softly: "Brother Jiang, use a few pills quickly, I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle later!"

Jiang Yanzheng was in agony from the residual fire power of the sword energy. He had to save the elixir he had prepared for the next competition. He originally wanted to get through it, and it would naturally ease after the spiritual power recovered, and it could also be used to leave a mark on the whole body.

Sword wound...

A flawed face won’t attract bees and butterflies again, right?

But this burn hurt beyond imagination.

Seeing Junior Sister Caiwei handing over the healing pill, he felt warm in his heart, took it without any doubt, poured out one pill and threw it into his mouth.


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