"Okay, okay, since you are deliberately seeking death, you can't blame me." A mere outer disciple who made up the numbers dared to challenge him. Luo Dingzhi felt that he was greatly humiliated and drew out his sword suddenly.
, slashed towards Yun Hua.
Yun Hua was ready, so he let out a clear roar and slashed his sword towards him.
"Yun Hua really doesn't know how to live or die. He just came up to make up the numbers. Even if he admits defeat, no one will blame him. He really wants to fight with Luo Dingzhi." A young holy cultivator couldn't help but shake his head and said.
"Yes, a mere outer disciple dares to challenge Senior Brother Luo. Isn't that slap Senior Brother Luo in the face?" Another holy cultivator also curled his lips and said. As a holy cultivator, their status is obviously comparable to
The outer disciples were much taller. Although Yun Hua challenged Luo Dingzhi, even they felt humiliated.
"You guys say, how many moves can this guy hold on to the sword of Senior Brother Luo?" Another holy cultivator asked with a common hatred of the enemy.
"How many moves should I stick to? Didn't you see that Senior Brother Luo is already angry? I'm afraid he will do it in one move..." The holy cultivator in front said disapprovingly.
But after only half of his words, he suddenly stopped his mouth, and the rest was stuck in his throat, unable to say a word.
Two sword lights crossed the sky, colliding heavily, splashing out a scoop of sparks. With a muffled groan, Luo Dingzhi had already flew out of the competition platform like a broken kite.
On and off the stage, there was a silence, and almost everyone was stunned.
Among the young generation of Saint Cultivators of Shengjia Peak, Luo Dingzhi is not the strongest, but he has the second level of Soul Saint cultivation. Otherwise, he would not be qualified to participate in the Jialuo Competition. However, with just one sword, he
He was chopped off the competition platform by an unknown outer disciple.
"What happened just now?" Everything happened so quickly that many people didn't see clearly what was going on. After a while, someone asked in surprise.
"This Yun Hua is the first level of Soul Saint!" someone replied.
"What!" said the person with disbelief, and the person with the listener was the same.
Just an outer disciple, and there are only three holy peaks who no one wants, so how could he have the cultivation level of the Soul Saint level?
"How could you have such cultivation?" Luo Dingzhi covered his chest, and was also incredible, staring at Yun Hua and asked.
As a holy cultivator, how could he treat a mere outer disciple as an opponent? So even in anger, he could not raise his energy, and the sword just now did not exert his true strength.
But it was not until the moment the two swords intersected, a red holy bead appeared on Yun Hua's forehead that he realized that he was wrong and was very wrong.
The second level of Soul Saint is stronger than the first level of Soul Saint, but it is not strong enough to ignore the opponent. One is to underestimate the enemy's carelessness, and the other is to do its best. Naturally, there is no suspense in the final result.
Divided!
Luo Dingzhi couldn't even understand. How could an outer disciple who was taken in by Piaoyun Valley only after no one wanted to have the cultivation level of the Soul Saint realm?
"No one has told you that you should never underestimate any opponent? Who said that the outer disciples cannot become soul saints?" Yun Hua suppressed the excitement in his heart and tried hard to keep calm.