On the ring, Hu Daoxin and several other female disciples were still nervously healing Gu Pan'er's injuries. Unexpectedly, Ye Xiaochuan, who had already won, unexpectedly fell to the ring. A moment later, his mouth, ears, eyes and nose were all gone.
All of them flowed out a faint blood of Yin Hong.
The noise immediately became louder below the silent arena, and Zhu Changshui, Chen Youdao, Yuan Yangzhen, Yang Quanyong, Zhao Shilin and the three-tailed demon fox girl Xiaochi, who had always been friends with Ye Xiaochuan, became eclipsed one after another.
Since these people, except Zhu Changshui and Xiaochi, were all typical playboys with not very good moral character, Zhu Changshui and Xiaochi finally flew to the ring.
When the two fell on the ring, the two white-bearded elders had already given Ye Xiaochuan two Yuanhui Dan. One of them said to Zhu Changshui: "Don't worry, he is just driving the Beidou Divine Sword."
Due to lack of skill during the formation, I suffered a bit of backlash, and the real energy was greatly consumed, so I passed out. Master Zhu, please take Master Nephew Xiaochuan down to cultivate himself."
No matter how shocking the battle between Ye Xiaochuan and Gu Pan'er was, the Cangyun Sect's thirty-year fighting competition cannot be interrupted. There are still three competitions in this arena today.
Zhu Changshui nodded to the white-bearded elder and said, "Yes, it's uncle."
Then he and Xiaochi helped the unconscious Ye Xiaochuan up and flew to the outside of the crowd to join several other people.
After simply wiping the blood flowing out of Ye Xiaochuan's seven orifices, Xiaochi said with tears in his eyes: "Brother Xiaochuan's breath is so weak, will he die?"
Baili Yuan squatted on the ground and checked, and said: "It's okay, the real energy is exhausted. Huh, control the Beidou to kill the gods. It would be strange if the real energy is not exhausted. He won't wake up for a while. The square is too chaotic.
It's gone, and the wind is strong, so we'd better send him back."
Zhu Changshui nodded and said, "Okay, I'll send the boss back first."
Xiaochi raised his hand and said, "I'll go with you."
So, Zhu Changshui and Xiaochi took the unconscious Ye Xiaochuan into the air and flew towards their mountainside residence.
Outside the main hall, many elders' expressions changed slightly when they saw Gu Pan'er and Ye Xiaochuan being seriously injured and unconscious one after another on the ring.
Fortunately, an elder soon flew over, and Yu Jizi asked: "How are the injuries of Pan'er and Xiaochuan, the two apprentice nephews?"
The white-bearded elder shook his head and said: "Brother Qi, both of them are fine. It's just that their spiritual power was excessively consumed during the battle. As for Senior Nephew Ye Xiaochuan, he forcibly urged Beidou to kill the God. It should be due to some lack of Taoism, which caused the internal
There are a few wisps of evil spirit flowing around, and after a few days of rest, those few wisps of evil spirit should be expelled."
Upon hearing this, the dozens of elders around Cangyun felt slightly relieved. Zui Taoist and Master Jingxuan, who had originally planned to go over to see their apprentice's injury, did not get up and leave at this moment.
Mu Chenxian, the elder of Xuantian Sect, smiled faintly, stroking his hands and said: "Heroes are born from young, Beidou God Killing, haha, awesome, awesome! I didn't expect that there are such powerful young disciples in Cangyun Sect! It's really amazing!"
Yu Jizi next to him smiled, but he did not speak. At this moment, he was also shocked. He never expected that Ye Xiaochuan, a rare cultivation wizard in thousands of years, would appear in Cangyun Sect!
At this time, Mu Chenxian continued: "Brother Zui, is this Ye Xiaochuan Ye Shaoxia under your sect really the baby you picked up from the mountain fifteen years ago?"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of Zui Taoist, Fairy Liubo and the nine-tailed fox demon Xiaofu changed slightly.
After a while, the drunk Taoist smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, why does Senior Brother Mu ask this question?"
Mu Chenxian said: "I'm just shocked and admired. I have no other intention. He is fifteen years old, even if he is sixteen this year... As far as I know, the Beidou God-killer of your sect is not an eighth-level spirit."
The state of tranquility cannot be exerted. At such a young age and having practiced Taoism for less than ten years, he has reached such a state. It is truly unheard of for thousands of years and rare in the world."
Su Xiaoyan said: "Yes, when Shaoxia Ye activated the Beidou God Killer, I believe all the seniors here were also shocked, right? Now Cangyun Sect has such a person who can control the Beidou God Killer.
A prodigy, it seems that in this Duantianya fighting competition, the top three are all Cangyun Sect’s bag."
Yujizi smiled slightly and said: "Junior Sister Su is overrated. Although that child can barely control the Beidou God-killing Sword Formation, he does not have enough real energy. At most, he can only launch a wave of offensives. He is still far away from truly controlling the Beidou God-killing Sword Formation.
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Su Xiaoyan shook her head and smiled, and then said to the monk Kong Jian of Kasyapa Temple who had not spoken yet: "Master, what do you think?"
Kong saw a rare smile on the withered face of the holy monk, whose eyebrows were all white. However, because the wrinkles were too deep, this faint smile was actually much uglier than crying.
He clasped his hands together and said hoarsely and slowly: "Amitabha, this benefactor of Ye Xiaochuan, who is under the disciple of Qingfeng Taoist Fellow, is so profound in cultivation at such a young age. This is actually the only time I have seen him in his life. In my humble opinion, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it."
In thirty years, he has been able to squeeze into the realm of the world's first-class masters. It is amazing. He is really an amazing young man."
Zui Taoist, once took the Taoist name Qingfeng Taoist, but it was only in the past hundred years that he was called Zui Taoist.
He listened to many elders and fellow Taoists around him praising his disciples. The drunk Taoist who should have been happy at first had a puzzling doubt in his heart.
How could he, a disciple of his own, know how to use the Beidou God-killing Sword Technique? He had never taught him the formula for practicing the Beidou God-killing Sword Technique, so where did he learn it from?
At this moment, Master Zui not only doubted the origin of this disciple's true cultivation method, but also began to doubt the extremely powerful cyan sword that suddenly appeared in his hand.
More than three months ago, before going to Siguoya, he knew very well that Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation was only at the peak of the Divine Sea, and had not yet reached the fifth level of air control.
This cultivation level that is enough to make the younger generation of disciples in the world proud, as well as the ancient sword with mysterious origin but amazing power, were only acquired by Ye Xiaochuan after he went to Siguo Cliff.
In those three months, what exactly did I, a disciple, go through in Si Guo Ya? Why has there been such a radical change in such a short period of time?
This has to make drunk Taoists vigilant!
If Ye Xiaochuan were to be an ordinary disciple, Master Zui would definitely be happy for his disciple and Cangyun.
However, he happened to know Ye Xiaochuan's life story, which made him have to wonder, besides himself, Senior Xiaofu, Fairy Liubo, and Miss Xiaochi, was there a fifth person who knew Ye Xiaochuan's life story?
Thinking of this, the word "Demon Cult" could not help but appear in Zui Taoist's mind. He was a little upset. It seemed that the big rock that had been weighing on his heart for the past fifteen years finally exploded. He was really afraid of Ye Xiaochuan.
