Ye Qian sighed and took the initiative to grab the last bamboo stick.
When I turned it over, I saw the number 7 written on the bamboo stick.
"What? Number seven?"
Ye Qian couldn't help but read the numbers on the bamboo stick, and the black-faced man immediately cast a burning gaze.
The meaning in that look was clearly that he wanted to have a good fight with Ye Qian.
Of course Ye Qian ignored him and turned to look at the white-faced scholar.
At this moment, he had an idea in his mind, could the scholar with the white face be the girl in the purple skirt?
But I'm not 100% sure that with the girl's cultivation in the purple skirt, it's completely normal for her to cover her whereabouts.
What if she is his opponent later? What about the black-faced man?
Wu Jizi and Zhou Yu looked at each other. The former shook his head, but Zhou Yu still had the usual indifferent look on his face.
"Okay, now that everyone has drawn lots, let's catch a pair here to fight in order from one to ten!"
As soon as Wujizi finished speaking, everyone activated their exercises and stood in the air.
The lot was drawn for number one, a hunchbacked old man and a skinny swordsman.
The old man was so hunched that his waist was almost bent to the ground, and the swordsman looked more like a hanged ghost with one breath left. The long sword in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground. It was not clear whether it was used as a crutch for him or just for fun.
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As soon as these two people appeared, some people immediately laughed, but more people showed solemn expressions.
Among the practitioners who have made it this far, who is the weak one?
"I bet you that although this swordsman is clumsy, he is not as powerful as the old man. Within twenty moves, the old man will win!"
The secret message from the girl in the purple skirt came through again, and this time Ye Qian stared at the white-faced scholar standing farthest away.
"Okay, don't look at it anymore. No flowers will grow on your face. I'll show you later how I killed Zhou Yu!"
What? The girl in the purple skirt has already chosen her opponent, and she also promised to kill Zhou Yu?
"Okay, put your chin back, I'm not kidding, watch the fighting below carefully, you can learn a lot!"
Ye Qian had no choice but to look down and saw that the swordsman took a deep breath, his whole body inflated like a balloon, and his face suddenly turned rosy.
In the blink of an eye, the dying swordsman suddenly turned into a mighty swordsman.
The long sword in his hand was also placed in front of his face, and the sword shone with cold light.
The old man was still walking slowly step by step. A murderous intent burst out from the swordsman's eyes. The middle finger and index finger of his left hand came together to form a sword and started to wipe it from the tip.
Following his movement, the sword body slowly disappeared.
Everyone could notice that the swordsman's sword was hidden in the void using a special technique.
"Hey!"
The swordsman held the empty piece of ice in his hand, twisted it into a sword flower, and then slashed it hard.
Four translucent swords suddenly appeared from the top of the hunchbacked old man's head a mile away, and they were aimed at his body and struck down.
The movement of the swordsman's hand did not stop. He didn't hold a sword flower in his hand. There were four translucent swords on the top of the hunchbacked old man's head.
In just two or three breaths, no less than a hundred sword energies surrounded the hunchbacked old man.
"boom!"
The land within a radius of ten miles was cracked, and the entire valley sank about ten feet under the force of the sword energy.
Before the smoke and dust cleared, the swordsman showed a surprised look on his face.
The clothes on the old man's upper body were all torn apart by the sword energy, revealing a piece of brown tortoise shell.
This hunchbacked old man turned out to be a turtle-like monster, no wonder he could withstand so much sword energy.
Everyone was still stunned at the old man's defensive power. The swordsman also adjusted his mentality. He swung his sword again, this time at a very slow speed, so slow that others thought he was dancing.
But as the hilt of the sword in his hand was slowly cut off, a sword energy about half a mile long gradually formed on the top of the hunchbacked old man's head.
This time, there are many bronze patterns and ancient characters on the sword energy. It looks antique, but everyone who gets a little closer can feel the shocking pressure.
Not to be outdone, the hunchbacked old man made seals with his hands repeatedly, and the turtle shell on his back slowly lit up.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the methods these two people practice have great backgrounds, but it's a pity that they are just leftovers. It is difficult to see the door of the great road, and it is difficult to reach the realm of Taoism!"
Ye Qian raised his eyebrows. In front of this sect leader who was in the Taoist Realm, the hunchbacked old man and the swordsman were both scumbags in their skills.
But for ordinary practitioners to obtain such a method, it is already an impressive achievement.
It’s true that a full man doesn’t know that a hungry man is hungry.
"For example, the swordsman should find a magical weapon suitable for his void sword technique. Chengying and Hanguang are all magical weapons that can perfectly suit the void sword technique..."
Ye Qian rolled his eyes. Could such a magical weapon used by ancient cultivators easily fall into the hands of a cultivator in the Dao-Peeping Realm? Even cultivators at the Dao-Preaching Realm level were trying to grab it!
"So you see he is going to suffer a big loss later. This hunchbacked old man should have some blood of dragon sons and grandsons in him, so his bastard shell is enough to shatter the swordsman's sword!"
Xie Lingyang explained the battle situation nonchalantly, and Ye Qian simply continued to practice the Ten-Day Purple Flame Curse.
Sure enough, as Xie Lingyang expected, the tortoise shell of the turtle shell flew up into the sky, and directly shattered the swordsman's big sword before it took shape.
The swordsman who was caught off guard was so shocked that he vomited out a mouthful of blood. Although the two people behind him were fighting with five elements of magic, all the discerning practitioners present knew that the swordsman had lost his magic weapon, and the rest could only be...
If you barely defend, it will only be a matter of time before you fall.
The two cultivators ranked No. 2 even started to meditate while adjusting their breath, getting ready to go on stage.
On average, each round may be faster or slower, but generally the battle ends in about one stick of incense.
By the time the cultivators got into the heat of the sixth round, traces of purple flames were already appearing on Ye Qian's body.
Xie Lingyang immediately exclaimed: "You boy, you are on the road, are you born with the fate of this Ten-Day Purple Flame Curse? How did you reach the first level of cultivation so quickly?"
Ye Qian took a breath and said: "Nonsense, I am talented and smart, are you jealous of me..."
Xie Lingyang didn't speak harshly this time, "Boy, I read that right. There is indeed something unique about you."
In fact, Ye Qian just used his own spiritual power to transcend the world, so he forcibly simulated the method of the Ten-Day Purple Flame Curse. In fact, he only got its shape, and the real lethality of the Ten-Day Purple Flame Curse was hardly cultivated.
It's okay to scare people.
The girl in the purple skirt's voice transmission came over again, "You really got benefits from being in Jingyang Bell. Judging from the signs on your body, is it some kind of ancient magical power of fire?"
Ye Qian did not dare to send the message into the secret easily and go back. He claimed that he was not as cultivated as the girl in the purple skirt, so he nodded slightly.
"Yes, it is a good thing to gain something, but I also want to remind you that these ancient methods are not necessarily beneficial to the practitioners. Some of them are easy to go crazy after practicing. You have to carefully identify them yourself."
Before Ye Qian had time to think about these words, the winner of the sixth round had already been decided among the practitioners in the field.
The black-faced man couldn't wait to jump down. He grabbed it with both hands, and two short axes appeared out of thin air.
The tips of the short axes were each inlaid with a human-shaped skull. As the black-faced man waved, these human-shaped skeletons let out screams.
"Well, you, a cultivator, look like a weak person. Can you withstand the blows of my big ax later?"
Ye Qian made a seal with both hands, and the Dao Bing Huan Sheng Dao popped out of the void. Ye Qian held it, pointed at the black-faced man slantingly, and said, "You'd better worry about yourself!"
"A man who uses a knife? I like it!" The black-faced man smiled heartily: "Your Grandpa Tai Song hates those cultivators with sissy magic weapons the most, but this knife of yours is more to your liking. Listen, I
The Skeleton Ax is already excited!"
Tai Song banged the short ax in his hand in the air, and a shrill scream enveloped most of the field.
Ye Qian immediately closed his hearing. Listening to such ghostly cries for a long time was not good for his mind.
"Ye Qian!"
After announcing his name, Tai Song roared, and the skull ax in his hand was thrown into the sky, while the other short ax was driven into the ground.
Tai Song made a hand seal with his hands, and pure spiritual power poured into the ax hanging above his head and into the ground.
With the injection of spiritual power, the shrill ghostly screams became louder, the sinister wind blew up, and even the ground beneath the feet of the two men's fight was filled with a ghastly ghostly aura.
"Hey, kid, keep your eyes open. This is the Shura realm where I became famous. All the cultivators killed by me will have their bones pulled into this realm by me. They will be driven by me to fight forever, waiting to fall into
In the endless sea of skeletons!"
As soon as the last word of Tai Song fell out, the sound of Shasha's digging could be heard from the land in front of Ye Qian.
He quickly took a few steps back, and a wolf-shaped skeleton suddenly flew out of the ground and pounced on Ye Qian.
"clang!"
Ye Qian, who was well prepared, struck back with a knife, and the force of the knife immediately smashed the wild wolf's skeleton into pieces.
But just in this moment of delay, dozens of humanoid and animal-shaped skeletons all appeared from behind.
What made Ye Qian even more numb was that the wild wolf skeleton that had just been smashed to pieces was slowly returning to its original shape, and beside Tai Song, several more powerful beasts that were no less powerful than those practicing at the Peeping Dao Realm climbed up.
The skull of the author!
It is indeed a sea of skeletons!
Ye Qian shouted sharply, and seven or eight blades of sword energy flew out, smashing into pieces the skeletons in the area about a mile around him.
Then he jumped up. When Tai Song saw this scene, a smile appeared on his lips. He immediately waved his hand and several skeletons around him who were in the Taoist realm immediately hit them like cannonballs, and the pressure on them
, becoming increasingly unstable.
"Self-destruction at the Dao level?"
Ye Qian's eyes widened, and within the blink of an eye, all the skeletons in the Peeping Realm had exploded.