On his left shoulder, a transparent blood hole as thick as a finger was exposed. Blood gurgled out, and white bones were vaguely visible.
It was the injury that was penetrated by the Secret Sword of Elements.
The secret sword of elements is one of the unique secret arts of Feijian Sect. The elders use the elemental sword condensed with their own true energy to give it to the disciples in the sect as a weapon for self-defense.
The elemental sword obtained by a proud woman like Qiu Luoyao is naturally the highest level and extremely powerful. It is the elemental sword that embodies the strength of the leader Liu Wuyan's swordsmanship.
A fifth level strike.
If Liu Wuyan hadn't reacted immediately and intervened to block most of the attacks, Xiao Binggan's life would have been in danger.
Liu Wuyan protected Xiao Binggan, his face extremely angry.
He did not expect that Qiu Luoyao would be so bold and impudent. After being defeated in the martial arts competition, he made a sneak attack with the elemental secret sword, and this elemental secret sword was the one he had given to Qiu Luoyao.
"Here comes someone."
Liu Wuyan shouted: "Capture Qiu Luoyao and send her to the black water cliff of Houfeng to imprison her and think about her mistakes."
"Wait a minute."
Qiu Heng, the elder who passed on the power, quickly stopped him and said: "Master, Luo Yao is young and energetic, and he did this in a moment of anger. Fortunately, Xiao Binggan was not seriously injured, so he asked Luo Yao to apologize and admit his mistake, and the big matter was turned into a trivial matter.
It’s melted, how about it?”
Liu Wuyan looked stern and said: "Uncle Qiu, he attacked from behind and almost killed his fellow disciples. How can such a matter of killing each other be turned into a big deal and a trivial matter?"
Qiu Heng protected Qiu Luoyao behind him and said calmly: "It's all a trivial matter between disciples. There is no need to get involved. What's more, Luo Yao is just a child, so why bother with her?"
"If I hadn't taken action just now, Xiao Binggan would have died."
Liu Wuyan did not give in.
Qiu Heng frowned and said calmly: "Even if Xiao Binggan won the battle just now, from now on, everyone will be willing to recognize Xiao Binggan's identity as a Taoist disciple. Regarding his cultivation resources and techniques, it will be as stated before by the leader.
Luo Yao must not have any objections... How about we each take a step back?"
"Qiu Luoyao closed her door and thought about it for three days."
Liu Wuyan added something.
"good."
Qiu Heng agreed directly.
The exchange of interests is finally completed.
The tense atmosphere finally slowly dissipated.
Qiu Luoyao had a look of reluctance on her face. She gritted her teeth. Under Qiu Heng's persuasion, she slowly backed away, but she still stared at Xiao Binggan, her eyes full of resentment and resentment, obviously unwilling to give up.
.
Lin Beichen couldn't help it anymore.
He snorted coldly and was about to say something...
"Brother, don't be impulsive."
Yu Wuque immediately grabbed him and said, "You will have Qiu Heng to ask questions in your assessment later. If he angers him and deliberately embarrasses you, that would be bad."
Talking room.
On the martial arts field, Qiu Heng had already spoken.
"At the end of the martial arts performance, the top five are Qiu Luoyao, Sheng Yi, Zhuo Shisan, Lai, Zhang Feng, plus Taoist disciple Xiao Binggan. Twenty days later, the new generation disciples of the human clan sect in Qingyu Realm will compete in martial arts.
The final candidate.”
He looked around, and finally his eyes slowly fell on Lin Beichen in the distance. He quickly took it back and said: "There is another thing about today's martial arts performance. There is an outsider with the blood of the sacred emperor who wants to
Practice my Flying Sword Sect’s [Haina Yiqi Heart Technique], haha, but the prerequisite is to accept the assessment... Lin Beichen, why don’t you come in?”
Countless eyes looked at Lin Beichen.
There was a burst of discussion.
Many people have heard the legend about the bloodline of the Holy Emperor.
For a moment, the eyes looking at Lin Beichen became complicated. Some people were pitiful, while others were gloating about his misfortune.
When several female disciples saw Lin Beichen's face, their eyes suddenly lit up and their hearts started beating wildly.
What a handsome young man.
Qiu Luoyao was also startled, and then sneered.
Because she had known for a long time through some information that Lin Beichen was a close friend of Xiao Binggan who was blocking her way.
Lin Beichen walked to the martial arts arena with cold eyes.
"Young man, if you want to practice my Feijian Sect's mental skills, you must defeat a disciple designated by me and prove your ability. Otherwise, my Feijian Sect's mental skills will not be passed on to waste."
Qiu Heng, the elder who taught the technique, said with a smile but not a smile.
When Liu Wuyan heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
"Elder Qiu, this is a bit overwhelming..." Yu Wuque couldn't help but said: "Lin Beichen has not practiced and has no fighting ability. He..."
"Hmph, Yu Wuque, are you teaching me how to do things?"
Qiu Heng interrupted directly and said calmly: "What qualifications do you have to talk nonsense here?"
A look of anger flashed across Yu Wuque's face, and he gritted his teeth.
"Can."
At this time, Lin Beichen spoke with a cold tone.
Qiu Heng smiled faintly, glanced at the disciples in the square, and was about to speak...
"let me."
Qiu Luoyao took a step forward and said: "Let me measure whether this so-called person with the blood of the holy emperor is qualified to practice the mental methods of my Feijian Sect."
Qiu Heng's heart moved.
"good."
He nodded in agreement.
He knew that his granddaughter wanted to take out her anger on Lin Beichen's useless body.
"How can this be done..." Yu Wuque couldn't help it anymore and said: "Luo Yao is already at the third level, and Lin Beichen has not started practicing yet, so..."
"Can."
Lin Beichen interrupted directly and said: "It's up to you, it's the best."
"Brother, don't be impulsive."
Yu Wuque tried to dissuade her.
"I have made up my mind."
Lin Beichen smiled, grinning and showing his teeth, like snow-white daggers, and said: "This little bitch will do it. I can't get it."
"How dare you scold me?"
Qiu Luoyao glared at Lin Beichen, with murderous intent flowing in his eyes.
Qiu Heng smiled faintly and said: "In that case, both sides are ready. After the drums are sounded, the competition will begin."
He was very relieved.
Because it can be seen at a glance that Lin Beichen has some energy fluctuations in his body, but they have just entered the flow and are not worth mentioning at all.
"Won't you stop it?"
Liu Wuyan glanced at Xiao Binggan, who had just bandaged his wound.
"unnecessary."
Xiao Binggan continued to pick up his pickled pig's feet and started to chew them.
"Aren't you afraid that he will die in Qiu Luoyao's hands?"
Liu Wuyan asked.
Xiao Binggan said seriously: "Don't be afraid. You all don't understand my brother and you all think he is a waste. But I know that he is a real evildoer, a genius among geniuses. He must be absolutely sure of what he wants to do, otherwise
If so, he would have run away long ago."
Liu Wuyan: "..."
He didn't know where Xiao Binggan's confidence in Lin Beichen came from.
Boom, boom, boom.
The low and sonorous sound of drums sounded.
In the center of the martial arts arena.
Qiu Luoyao and Lin Beichen stood opposite each other.
"You are dead."
Qiu Luoyao's expression was sinister, her true energy was circulating, and the power of the elements was condensing.
boom.
Lin Beichen raised his hand and fired.
[Snowy Eagle] is incredibly powerful.
A red blood hole appeared between Qiu Luoyao's eyebrows, her body swayed, she fell to the sky, and died.
"Weak chicken, there is so much nonsense."
Lin Beichen blew the barrel of the gun.
The battle is over.
The entire martial arts arena was filled with deathly silence.