After I ran away with my baby, I became the sickly villain Bai Yueguang

Chapter 125 Puppet Art (4000 words)
A golden feather just fell into Ye Yan's hand.

This is really... a coincidence!

Keenly aware of the air that was suddenly broken behind him, Ye Yan's expression suddenly became severe, and with a backhand sword, he knocked the sneak attacker to the ground.

Even knocking down several monks who wanted to snatch it, she struck too hard, and there was a sound of wailing from the ground.

Without saying a word, Ye Yan fled towards the sparsely populated place.

The morning and evening incense on the censer is burning slowly.

All she has to do is wait until the cigarette burns out.

However, with the golden feather in her hand, she became a piece of fat that everyone wanted to bite into. She could outrun one person, but couldn't escape a group of people.

More swords and swords followed one after another, and spells flew around, making her overwhelmed.

"boom--"

As soon as she escaped the bombardment of a talisman, a formation suddenly appeared at Ye Yan's feet, and dozens of thick and long vines broke through the ground, biting straight at her hand like a poisonous snake.

Ye Yan's arm and the sword in her hand were tightly bound by vines, unable to move, and there were rows of spikes growing on the vines, directly piercing through her skin, leaving shocking bloodstains!
Ye Yan broke when it was broken, and as soon as he let go of his palm, dozens of vines rushed towards the fallen golden feather.

"Water Dragon Art, cut—" Regardless of the pain from her arm, she swung her sword to cut off the vine, and flew towards the falling golden feather, but she was a step too slow after all.

When the golden feather was about to fall into the hands of the opposite cultivator, a slender white hand snatched it away first.

It was Xuan She who came!

Thousands of icicles gathered behind him, and with a random push of the palm of his hand, he knocked out the angry cultivator on the opposite side and fled.

The attention of other monks around him was also successfully attracted to him.

Ye Yan took the Healing Pill, quickly recovered her strength, and went to help him.

The two stood in front of each other, either left or right, and they seemed to have a tacit understanding of defense and attack. The dozen or so Golden Core Stage monks on the opposite side had nothing to do with the two of them, and they were still retreating steadily.

Soon, other disciples of the Five Absolute Sects heard the movement here, and rushed over with their swords to defend against the enemy together. Only Mo Yunhan and Ye Qingyao turned a blind eye and ran to grab the golden feathers of other forces.

The chaos on the island intensified, and finally, the morning and evening incense burned out, and the bell on the top of the mountain rang——

Game time ends!

20 golden feathers were snatched by 13 forces.

Among them, the five unique sects also got two, one in Ye Yan's hand and one in Mo Yunhan's.

Other forces that did not get the golden feather were eliminated.

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In a blink of an eye, half a month passed, and the second stage of the Zongmen Grand Competition also ushered in the opening.

As soon as Ye Yan brought Xuan She back to the competition area, she saw Ye Qingyao not far away. She was following Mo Yunhan like a bird, saying something with crooked eyes.

In just half a month, her strength has actually risen from the early stage of Golden Core to the middle stage of Golden Core?As expected of a heroine, this upgrade speed is faster than taking medicine.

Looking back at Mo Yunhan beside her...Ye Yan took a closer look, his long eyebrows raised slightly, compared to half a month ago, his temperament was more restrained and dangerous, and his strength was also unfathomable.

She preliminarily guessed that the male lead should have also secretly advanced.

I heard that the two of them left half a month ago and just came back two days ago, presumably they got some great opportunities.

As if feeling the gaze from not far away, Mo Yunhan's heart moved slightly, and he turned his head to look without squinting. When a pair of cold pool eyes met Ye Yan, he saw that she had already withdrawn her gaze, and went to go with Xuan She instead. The other side of the competition area.

He clasped his hands unconsciously by his side, and stared there for a long time, his eyes became more dangerous and deep.

"Brother Yunhan, the elders are starting roll call over there, let's hurry over too." With a soft voice, Ye Qingyao reached out and gently tugged at his sleeves. Under the reflection of the sunlight, the girl's fingers were extraordinarily white and beautiful.

She even ingeniously painted Danko with a light powder on her nails, but her careful thinking was like feeding the dog. Mo Yunhan didn't notice these details at all, and just hummed lightly, and the two set off. arena.

The second level is still to draw lots to choose the opponent.

In the middle stage of Ye Yan's golden core, her strength is quite satisfactory, and with her various magic treasures, talismans and formations beside her, she passed five stages and killed six generals without much difference.

Xuan She kept a parallel speed with her, and every time Ye Yan stepped off the stage, he would definitely stand in advance and wait for her.

Ye Yan took the Qiankun bag he handed over, took out the healing pill and took it, and circulated the spiritual energy in his body to dissipate the medicine's power as quickly as possible.

The rest time was only half a quarter of an hour, and the two rushed to the center of the arena again to continue the draw.

Finally it was the turn of 20 into 10.

The last 20 people left were all powerful, and Ye Yan couldn't help sweating nervously.

"Five Supreme Sect Ye Yan, fight against Dao Kui Sect Wu Luan!"

When she first heard the name, she was taken aback, thinking she had heard it wrong.

She actually met that disabled and blind genius disciple of Dao Kuizong?
Wu Luan was also the crazy pervert who had a lot of entanglements with the original owner in the original book. The relationship between the two was very complicated, but the original owner fell into the devil's way, and he was absolutely inseparable from this person.

Ye Yan has always wanted to escape the plot of the original novel, but found that there seemed to be a kind of providence in the dark, which made her unconsciously get involved with some people in the original novel again.

In the original book, Wu Luan has a special puppet in his hand, which is exactly the same as Ye Yan's puppet.

Whenever encountering evil things that the original owner does not want to do, he will send puppets to "do" for her in secret.

This action can be regarded as completely dragging the original owner into the queue of demon cultivators full of evil and everyone screaming and beating, so ruthlessly, it cut off the original owner's last retreat.

Although her arrival changed the plot, Wu Luan probably didn't know "Ye Yan" at this time, so naturally he wouldn't create that life-sized puppet.

But Ye Yan still had lingering fears in her heart, she couldn't help being extremely vigilant, and tried her best not to let the other party notice her.

And Xuan She fought against a female cultivator of the Huan Yin Sect.

Accompanied by a burst of crisp bells, the graceful red-clothed nun came onto the stage with her waist twisted, her eyes were like silk, and her charm was natural.

She was dressed in an inch of tulle, with gilded bells on her bracelets and ankles. Under the tulle, her snow-white (xiong) breasts and slender thighs were exposed, which directly fascinated all the male practitioners in the audience. , Nosebleeds are about to flow down.

Shen Han coquettishly looked at the stunning male cultivator in white, his eyes suddenly lit up, his heart was filled with turbulent waves, and a wolf-like gleam suddenly appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

She has never dated such a stunning man, if she can get her hands on it...

Dan Kou stroked her red lips with ten fingers, the woman giggled lightly, and winked at Xuan She, "This fellow Taoist is really handsome, I really like it, do you want to come to my Magic Sound Sect to sit? "

Her spirit is like an orchid, and with every movement, a haunting fragrance wafts from the arena

Ordinary male cultivators would be easily deluded.

However, before she finished speaking affectionately, a icy cold light flashed, and then she screamed, and the female cultivator was knocked off the ring.

All the cultivators in the audience were dumbfounded. This male cultivator actually knocked him down with a single sword. He was really merciless. The sword cultivator is indeed the most heartless existence!
Xuan She turned a blind eye, walked straight past the screaming female cultivator, went to the No. 5 ring where Ye Yan was, raised her face and hugged her chest, and continued to wait for her.

At this time, Ye Yan was fighting with Wu Luan who was on the opposite side.

on the ring.

She was facing a two-meter-tall sword repair "strong man".

The limbs and skeletons of the strong man were tied with imperceptible silver-white puppet silk. Except for the slightly sluggish facial features, the sharp strikes did not touch ordinary people at all. Even because the puppet could not feel pain at all, Ye Yan's hands His sword intent can't exert its true power on "him" at all!
She developed her spiritual consciousness to the extreme, looking for the air-thin Ques, and then swung heavily, intending to cut off the Ques.

However, that Quesi doesn't know what kind of material it is made of. It looks slender and weak, but it is hard and indestructible!

Catch the thief first to catch the king.

Ye Yan decided to change his strategy and set his sights on the young male cultivator in the wheelchair, approaching quietly.

His pupils were a strange off-white color, a little blank and empty, and he just stared at the empty air in front of him, seemingly unaware of her approach.

With her backhand, she pasted a few speed-moving talismans and concealment talismans, and Ye Yan suddenly raised her sword and swung the sword intent at Wu Ling, but another figure suddenly appeared in front of her, and her pupils couldn't help shaking, she never expected—— This person can actually control two puppets at the same time? !

"boom--"

She jumped to avoid the attack, and a deep pit appeared where she was standing just now.

Ye Yan stepped on the void, with one arm stretched straight, the other hand holding a bow, and the spiritual power turned into an arrow to stab at the opposite side!

She shot three arrows instantly, two of which pierced the two puppets, and the last arrow pierced at Wu Luan who was in the wheelchair.

No matter how superb his puppet technique was, his body was nearly half paralyzed and unable to move. Unexpectedly, the man moved his hand and retracted Ques in his right hand. He used the "strong man" puppet as a shield in front of him, and successfully counteracted it. Attacked by that arrow.

At the same time, at the moment when Ye Yan was in a daze, another puppet slashed at her with a sword - it was only a hair's breadth away from stabbing her in the face.

Ye Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and she didn't have time to raise her sword to block it, but the movement of the puppet's hand stopped.

The blade pierced the puppet's neck.

Time froze for just half a second.

"Peng—"

The puppet exploded and fell apart.

The cold wind came rushing in, and Wu Luan's eyes trembled slightly as he felt the icy blade of the sword sticking to his fragile neck.

Then he lowered his eyes lightly, accepted the puppet silk in his hand, and said softly, "...I lost."

There was an uproar in the audience.

The referee elder came back to his senses and made a final decision, "Five unique sects, Ye Yan wins!"

Then she withdrew the blade in her hand and turned to step down.

But a whisper came from behind, "Girl, have we... met somewhere?"

Ye Yan walked halfway, paused slightly, "Not at all."

The steps became heavy, and she endured and endured, and finally she couldn't hold back and turned her head, "Actually, you were the one just now, and you could have won."

If it was an ordinary monk, he could have avoided her sword, but, what a pity...Ye Yan glanced at the man's legs covered with a thin quilt, and it was fleeting.

"If you scratch that pretty face, the loss outweighs the gain." The man chuckled lightly.

Ye Yan frowned, didn't pay attention to his words, turned and left.

Wu Luan watched her figure step off the stage, and was finally picked up by someone. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his eyes were calm.

"Heh..." In the end he let out a chuckle and sighed. This was the last time he participated in the Zongmen Grand Competition. In order to realize his own dream, he didn't even enter the top ten. disappointed.

He had already let them down.

Not bad for the last time.

The warmth in his eyes became gloomy, his pale and slender fingers tightly clutched the thin quilt on his legs, and there were large wrinkles, until he heard——

"Big Brother!"

Several disciples of Daokuizong came to the stage to meet him.

His face was warm again, he was pushed off the ring, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Ye Yan and Xuan She rushed to the No. 8 ring, Yan Sui faced Mo Yunhan, the plot line did not deviate, this was the pinnacle duel of two sword repair geniuses, the audience was overcrowded.

Several elders of My Sword Sect had serious expressions on their faces.

There are only a few of the new generation of heaven's favored sons in the cultivation world. The new Buddha disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect have advanced to the Nascent Soul stage five years ago, and they have been in seclusion until now, and they have not yet left the seclusion.

As for Wu Luan of the Daokui Sect, because of an accident, he became half-crippled now. Not only was there no hope of winning the championship, he even failed to enter the top ten.

Having lost these two rivals, Yan Sui successfully won the championship in the Zongmen Grand Competition three years ago. My Sword Sect still had high hopes for him in this year's Zongmen Grand Competition, but he unexpectedly met Hengkong Mo Yunhan was born.

Although Mo Yunhan didn't participate in the previous Zongmen Grand Competition, he became famous in the demon battle a few years ago - when he first entered Jindan, he beheaded a demon cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.

Not to mention that he has now advanced to Nascent Soul, and he can be said to be a well-deserved leader of sword repair among the younger generation, with unfathomable strength.

It can only be said that luck is really mysterious.

In the arena, compared to Mo Yunhan's ease, Yan Sui was a bit embarrassed. His strength was at the early stage of Nascent Soul, but he did not expect that the opponent had advanced to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Mo Yunhan swung his sword again, and lightning swept across the ground.

"boom--"

His sword swept so much spiritual power that cracks appeared in the defense formation on the ring, and the expressions of the monks watching from the audience all changed drastically, and they hurriedly backed away for fear of being accidentally injured.

Mo Yunhan's sword intent was almost aimed at taking Yan Sui's life, Ye Yan stared at the movement on the stage, and couldn't help frowning, a little strange - the evil spirit of the male lead was compared to the righteous image in the original book There are some discrepancies.

In the instant between life and death, Yan Sui summoned the Fire Cloud Sword with a wave of his hand, the immortal sword was born, and the sharp and majestic sword energy directly pierced the opponent's sword intent!

Holding two swords in his hand, he slashed in the air, and the momentum of the battlefield changed suddenly.

Mo Yunhan's ice-cold face finally cracked a bit, and his pupils trembled slightly. He never expected that this person was holding a fairy sword... Obviously in his last life, he held an ordinary spirit sword in his hand, how could it be so?

There was a slight crack in the sub-immortal weapon in his hand.

"..." Mo Yunhan's thin lips were tightly pursed, his face was cold and pale, and his eyes were even more murderous, but the menacing fairy sword had to make him retreat to the edge of the ring, his arm was cut, and his black clothes were a layer deeper.

Right now.

He turned his wrist suddenly, and blood soaked into the palm of his hand along the veins of his arm, and the sub-spiritual weapon tightly held in his palm suddenly flashed a red light.

The momentum of the sword suddenly increased!

Xuan She, who was lowering her head to play with the bracelet in the audience, seemed to have sensed it, and stared at that side, her pupils became dark and red.

(End of this chapter)