"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. If you have the ability, please give me a pleasure."
Against the pressure of Suning's invincible spirit, Bai Qingsong staggered from side to side.
He tried hard to maintain his figure and prevent himself from falling, with scarlet blood flowing out of the corners of his mouth.
The light shield of immortal power condensed around the body was so weak that it seemed to break at the touch of a touch.
But even so, facing Suning's pressing steps, he was still resisting in vain.
Who wants to die when you can live well?
An ant is still living an ignoble existence, let alone a direct disciple with a high status.
"You, you don't dare?"
"Hahahaha..."
Bai Qingsong was desperate and simply provoked Suning.
Holding the last defensive jade slip in his hand, he carefully moved to the left and said: "Sooner or later, you will die. What you want is nothing more than to humiliate the Yun Cang Immortal Realm and humiliate my master."
"You did it, and you did it perfectly."
"I have lost my usefulness in life, why do you still keep me?"
"Come on, let's do it, let me taste the feeling of Senior Brother Yin's soul being destroyed."
As he spoke, he dropped the defensive jade slip he was holding tightly in his hand and closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.
Suning lowered his raised right foot slowly, stood on the spot and stopped moving forward: "It stands to reason that a person who is about to die should be kind to his words."
"I should believe what you said."
"But that jade slip you threw away..."
Suning moved his eyes and said with a faint smile: "Is it really an ordinary defensive jade slip?"
As soon as the voice fell, the sword energy started to move.
The white jade slip that fell three meters in front of Bai Qingsong exploded with a bang, blooming with a rich black light, covering the sky and the sun.
"Huhuhu."
The miasma was overwhelming and instantly enveloped Arena No. 58.
At the same time, Bai Qing, who was sitting still and waiting for death, relaxed.
Taking advantage of the black mist and miasma, he bit the tip of his tongue, closed his palms, and pushed it fiercely into the air.
Suning raised his head and retreated, his eyes cold.
With his right hand forward, he made the Buddhist Fearless Seal.
The left hand is retracted at the lower end and spread flatly to make Buddhist gate and wish seals.
When the two seals appeared, they immediately closed them on the chest.
"Manjushri White Elephant Technique."
He shouted in a deep voice, with an awe-inspiring Buddhist aura.
The Buddha's light is yellow, illuminating the pitch-black arena and also illuminating the strange magical skills performed by Bai Qingsong.
It was a giant cauldron with a square tiger head and eight legs.
On each leg is a turtle the size of a millstone.
The whole body was purple-red, with circles of convex drum runes carved on all sides, as well as special words that Suning couldn't understand.
As the opponent's ten fingers kept kneading, the drums in the cauldron surged, and there was a faint and deafening roar of a tiger.
"Thank you for giving me time to delay, so that I can successfully sacrifice my own natal immortal weapon."
Bai Qingsong merged into the black mist of the miasma, and said arrogantly: "I will name this tripod the Tiger Head Turtle Foot Cauldron."
"The tiger spirit comes from the electric three-tailed tiger of the second-grade true immortal, and the turtle spirit comes from the wind-swallowing two-headed turtle of the first-grade true immortal in the Xuanyin Sea."
"One lightning, one wind. Master personally helped me refine it, and it took three years of hard work."
"And you, you have just broken through to the True Immortal Realm, so you probably won't have time to refine your natal Immortal Weapon."
Suning watched with interest and said calmly: "Do you think that with the blessing of the natal immortal weapon, you can have a chance to turn defeat into victory?"
Bai Qingsong thought he had regained the advantage and said boldly: "Why don't you have a chance?"
"We are both first-level true immortals. No matter how strong you are, you are still only a first-level true immortal."
"And I, I can use this to temporarily step into the second level of True Immortal."
"It's just a difference of one realm, but I can't say it's thousands of miles away. But in terms of my control over the immortal power, the amount of immortal power my Dantian can hold, and the amount of immortal power I can exert, I far surpass you."
Suning reminded: "Yin Qi is no weaker than you, but he still died."
