Jing Jiangtian's words resounded throughout the place, like a biting cold wind, penetrating into everyone's hearts.
The monks of Xuantian Palace were red-faced and a little ashamed, but they still did not think there was anything wrong. They still argued forcefully: "It is clearly their fault of the Nanshan Sword Sect! I suggest that the last round be ignored and try again!"
Many Xuantian Palace disciples shouted loudly and asked for a repeat. They profoundly explained what it means to be shameless and despicable to a very superb level. Even Chu Ge was dumbfounded.
Sima Du of Xuantian Palace maintained a tacit attitude towards this and had no intention of stopping them.
"Who will come to the next battle?" Jing Jiangtian ignored them and asked Sima Du and others.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Xuantian Palace disciples started arguing.
"It must be us from Xuantian Palace! We must never let the trash from Nanshan Sword Sect take action again, a bunch of weaklings!"
"Senior Brother Sima and Junior Sister Lin can fight, and they will definitely win the battle. If it doesn't work, I can do it! It's better than those monks from the Nanshan Sword Sect!"
"Hmph, you lose no matter what, I can win even if I win!"
Shang Xuan had a sinister look on his face: "Damn it! These people are so shameless! If I were not injured, I would kill them myself!"
"Senior Brother Ji, do you have nothing to say?" Huo Ling'er asked in a deep voice.
Ji Feilan was a little lost. He lowered his head. When he heard Huo Ling'er's words, he smiled lowly, as if he was laughing at himself: "I have already failed. What can I say? What they said is true."
Hearing this, everyone in the Nanshan Sword Sect glared at Ji Feilan, but Ji Feilan seemed not to notice.
Chu Ge glanced at Ji Feilan and said nothing. Through these days of getting along, Chu Ge had a general understanding of Ji Feilan. He was a paper tiger type of person who bullied the weak and was afraid of the strong. He seemed to be majestic on weekdays, but once he encountered
Crisis, immediately withered.
"I'll come." A voice fell in the field, attracting everyone's attention. They followed the sound and saw Lin Zixia's elegant figure, as if she was in the clouds, with the aura of a fairy.
"Great, Junior Sister Lin will definitely defeat the opponent when she goes to battle. Huh, let the group of monks from the Nanshan Sword Sect take a good look at the power of our Xuantian Palace! Let them feel ashamed!"
When the Xuantian Palace disciples saw Lin Zixia going into battle, they immediately showed uncontrollable joy.
"It seems that in their eyes, Lin Zixia is very powerful." Chu Ge looked at everyone's expressions and had a slight understanding, "I hope Lin Zixia can win this battle, otherwise, she will commit suicide here."
Chu Ge didn't like the idea of leaving life and death to others.
His own life and death must be in his own hands!
The third battle
Chu Ge took a deep breath, his eyes flashed with energy, and he secretly adjusted his breathing, and his energy and spirit slowly returned to their peak.
"If you win the second battle, then leave the third battle to me."
Chu Ge handed Bian Xiaoxiao to Huo Ling'er, leaned against a piece of bluestone, closed his eyes and started practicing.
"Woman?" Jing Jiangtian chuckled, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a hint of curvature.
Lin Zixia looked slightly cold: "What, you look down on women?"
"That's not true." Jing Jiangtian turned around and glanced at everyone in Jiuyou, "Which one of you will fight her?"
"Good men don't fight with women! We don't want to." All the monks said one after another.
Yue Ji smiled and said: "If I were in the other side realm, I could fight with him."
Among the Jiuyou monks, only Yue Ji is a woman, the others are all big men, a group of rough men.
"You don't want to?" Jing Jiangtian raised his eyebrows and scanned the monks, finally landing on a man in brown clothes. He pointed at him and said, "Wang Feng, come and fight her."
Wang Feng stepped forward with a grimace and reluctantly said to Lin Zixia: "Woman, I advise you to admit defeat. I never hit women, so don't force me to break my precepts!"
"If you don't want to break the precept, I have a way." Lin Zixia said.
Wang Feng was overjoyed and asked quickly: "What can I do?"
"You give up." Lin Zixia said calmly.
Wang Feng snorted with a dark face: "How dare you play tricks on me! Little lady, I will take off all your clothes!"
The disciples of Xuantian Palace were not happy when they heard this. How dare you insult our goddess?
How can that work!
At that moment, the Xuantian Palace disciples pointed at Wang Feng and cursed.
Ye Fan said to Ao Jiu with admiration: "Look, the disciples of Xuantian Palace are all talented people, and they are so fierce in scolding each other! If our juniors in Xuanyun Palace had such ability, they would have been tyrannical in the outer sect long ago.
"
Not only did Ye Fan not deliberately hide his voice, but he also deliberately made it loud, as if he was afraid that the disciples of Xuantian Palace wouldn't hear him.
Sure enough, those Xuantian Palace disciples not only had sharp mouths, but also had sharp ears. After hearing Ye Fan's words, they immediately added Ye Fan to their targets of condemnation.
Ao Jiu nodded in agreement: "They are really good at talking. They are the best among all the sects in the Eastern Region."
Well, as soon as these words came out, Ao Jiu was also blacklisted by the Xuantian Palace disciples.
Sima Du's eyes showed some murderous intent, and these two people actually mocked them, not knowing whether to live or die!
Lin Zixia's expression became even colder, her delicate and beautiful face seemed to turn into ice and snow. She immediately let out a sweet shout, and her skirt lifted up, revealing a pair of slender white breasts. As they trembled, a burst of fragrance came out, and Lin Zixia also stepped onto her feet in an instant.
He walked out of a space of about ten feet and went straight to kill Wang Feng.
Jing Jiangtian was slightly shocked, obviously he had never thought that Lin Zixia would be so strong, and warned Wang Feng: "Don't take it lightly, this woman is very strong!"
Wang Feng chuckled. He didn't know if he took Jing Jiangtian's warning to heart, but his head shrank and he actually retracted his head into his body!
Next, something more interesting happened.
Wang Feng's limbs trembled, as if spasming, and then his limbs also retracted into his body!
Ye Fan and others opened their mouths wide and were speechless for a long time.
Even the Xuantian Palace disciples who were reincarnated by the trolls were dumbfounded and even forgot to curse.
In just a few breaths, Wang Feng shrank into a ball and turned into something like a meat ball, about the size of a football, with a flesh-colored body and a thin layer of fluorescence on the surface.
"What the hell is this!" Ye Fan cursed subconsciously.
Is this a human being?
Or a monster from another race?
Lin Zixia did not expect Wang Feng's sudden change, and was caught off guard by Wang Feng. Her body was shot backwards, like a meteor, and struck the ground.
Whoosh!
The meat balls continued to collide.
call out!
Lin Zixia swung her sword and slashed at the meat ball, but she was shocked to find that the meat ball was invulnerable to swords and had the body of a diamond!
Sparks lasing.
A gap suddenly appeared in the long sword.
The meat ball is like extremely strong metal, resisting all attacks.
Any strength is in vain in front of him.
"Little lady, obey me obediently and let me take off your clothes and see how you are different from those women in the Nine Nether Realm!" Wang Feng's words contained lewd teasing. What is strange is that the voice
It comes out of the meat ball, but the meat ball has no mouth.
Lin Zixia frowned and retreated continuously, seemingly unable to resist.
"Is Junior Sister Lin going to lose?" Seeing that something was wrong with the situation on the field, the Xuantian Palace disciples all showed expressions of despair. They placed their hopes on Lin Zixia, but now their hopes were about to be shattered, and they fell into deep despair.
"It's all the fault of those losers from the Nanshan Sword Sect! If Ji Feilan hadn't lost, we would have had another chance!" Even now, they still haven't forgotten to pull Ji Feilan out and scold him.
But they subconsciously ignored Lin Zixia's responsibility.
Sima Du's eyes were fixed on Lin Zixia. He understood Lin Zixia's depth and knew that Lin Zixia's trump cards had not been exposed.
Whoosh!
Lin Zixia pulled away and retreated quickly.
Wang Feng, who had turned into a meat ball, was chasing after him, running rampant, without any fighting skills at all, he was simple and crude, just went up to fight!
Sonorous!
Lin Zixia waved the long sword in her hand, and struck the meat ball with one sword, but it made a sound of gold and iron clashing, which did not hurt Wang Feng at all, and the counterattack force coming from the meat ball was particularly strong.
It was so powerful that it caused Lin Zixia's jaw to ache, and the jade hand holding the long sword trembled slightly.
It seemed that Lin Zixia was going to lose.
Wang Feng's offensive became more and more fierce, like a scourge, charging at extremely high speeds, giving Lin Zixia no time to breathe.
Boom!
Another collision.
Lin Zixia smashed into an ancient tree and spit out a blood arrow. Scarlet blood stained her white dress, like a gorgeous peony, blooming slowly, with a sad and sad beauty.
"Little lady, I'm coming!" Wang Feng rushed over with a wild smile.
Lin Zixia wiped away the scarlet blood from the corner of her mouth, slowly evoked a sense of coldness, inserted the long sword in her hand on the ground, and suddenly shouted: "Holy Creek Spirit Body!"
As soon as the voice fell, a strong wind blew between heaven and earth.
The immortal essence in his body surged out violently, like water bursting from a dam, in a mighty and endless manner.
A holy and vast aura swept out from Lin Zixia's delicate body and spread across the world. The sky above this area was filled with this aura.
Chu Ge, who had been practicing with his eyes closed, also opened his eyes and showed surprise: "Is it the power of the spirit body?!"
The monks from the Nine Nether Realm were surprised: "It's a special physique, a spiritual body!"
Jing Jiangtian's face darkened: "I didn't expect this woman to be the spirit body of Shengxi. It's amazing. Wang Feng has met his opponent. The outcome of this game is unpredictable."
He could see that the quality of Lin Zixia's Holy Creek Spirit Body was definitely not low, and it belonged to the extremely powerful category.
"We still have a chance, Junior Sister Lin can win!" Xuantian Palace disciple said excitedly.
Lin Zixia walked through the air, controlled Zhou Tian's power, turned into a green dragon, and crashed into Wang Feng.
Rumble!
Lin Zixia exhaled a long breath, pinched the seal with both hands, and suddenly, a profound seal gathered in front of her body, exuding obscure Tao Yun. As Lin Zixia clapped her palm, the seal also fell, and Wang Feng
Slap it hard into the earth!
boom!
The earth breaks.
The meat ball transformed by Wang Feng was directly smashed into the crack, and its shape was lost.