I have many children every time I give birth to them. I cultivate to become a god by giving birth to

In the blink of an eye, the silver needle broke through the screen and stabbed in!

"Damn it!"

This guy actually paid attention to her fight while fighting the enemy.

Otherwise, how could it be so targeted?

Yun Yi immediately turned sideways to avoid the silver needles, but Feng Qing's attack did not end there.

After the silver needle passed through the screen, it suddenly exploded. Yun Yi had no time to react to defend himself and was directly hit by the explosion.

【Host! 】

There was a sigh of relief in the audience.

"Who is this male cultivator? Which sect is he from? He is so ruthless."

"Why show any mercy? This is an election!"

"Oh my god, that female nun is so beautiful, her face must have been blown up!"

"When I fought Zhan Ba ​​Yidao before, the means I used were cruel. What I am doing now is still light."

"Hurry up and admit defeat. If you continue like this, you'll be disfigured and you won't even know you've been crippled."

……

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, with everyone gloating over the misfortune. Only a small number of people complained about Feng Qing's viciousness and backstabbing.

Not many people took Yun Yi on the stage seriously, and some even thought she was doomed to lose.

[Host, host, are you okay? ! ]

The smoke cleared and Yun Yi was sitting on the ground. He was not torn and disfigured as everyone had imagined. Instead, he was unharmed, but there was a red mark at the corner of his mouth that had not been completely wiped off.

"This dog is so damn insidious."

【…Host, be more polite. 】

"Sven?! If I hadn't covered myself with muddy water in time, I would have been blown to pieces. How cruel!"

【I hope the host is fine. 】

The system just frightened to death.

Yun Yi thought she was going to be blown up, but luckily the turbid water hurt others but not herself, it was the aftermath of the explosion that injured her a little.

How could she let it go after suffering such a huge loss?

The problem is, Parkview has no effect on him at all.

Because his attacks were all physical weapons, there was no spiritual energy to absorb at all.

The only way to deal with him is to use dirty water.

But how can I avoid his hidden weapons and throw the dirty water on him?

"Fairy Yun, are you okay?"

Yun Yi stood up slowly, raised the corners of his lips, and narrowed his single-lidded phoenix eyes slightly, as if revealing murderous intent, and spoke word by word: "Of course."

The next second, Yun Yi's spiritual energy surged into his feet. With just a slight effort, the whole person suddenly rushed out and rushed straight towards Feng Qing.

Feng Qing frowned. Why would a mage engage in close combat?

Not to mention that there is no weapon in hand, just fighting with bare hands?

Is it giving up on yourself?

No, there was a small water ball in her hand. Such a small water ball technique?

Feng Qing didn't have time to think about it. He folded the white jade bone fan in his hand, and with a move of his hand, a sharp dagger as long as his forearm popped out from the tip of the fan.

He went forward without fear.

At the moment when the dagger was about to stab Yun Yi, Yun Yi tilted his body, dodged the dagger to the side, then bent down, passed his hand, and was less than half an arm's length away from him.

Feng Qing watched her approaching. That enchanting face now raised a charming smile, and he could even see the bright red of her lips.

However, Yun Yi just raised his hand and struck him directly in the abdomen with a palm. The force was not strong and Feng Qing could not even feel it. But the next moment he covered his abdomen and knelt on the ground. The white jade bone fan in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Ugh—you, what did you do?!"

Yun Yi realized that he had achieved his goal, so he quickly retreated, smiling in an especially vicious way: "Feng Daoist, do you admit defeat?"

Give up? !

How could he admit defeat!

Feng Qing felt his body and found that three silver needles pierced his body. They were his silver needles!

But how could his silver needle have the effect of devouring spiritual energy and causing corrosion?

It's the water ball!

Feng Qing raised her hand, put two fingers together, and pressed a few acupoints directly on the abdomen, forcing the silver needle out.

The silver needle that was forced out was not stained with blood at all, it was a good thing.

But Feng Qing only found that the silver needle was forced out, and the corrosive and devouring feeling became stronger and stronger, causing his face to twist in pain.

Yun Yi didn't care what he did, whether it was healing or forcing the needle, as long as the turbid water entered his body, she would have achieved her goal.

The corrosion rate was getting faster and faster. Feng Qing spat out a mouthful of blood, and blood was flowing out of the hands that were covering his abdomen.

According to the rules of the competition, no one’s life can be harmed. Yun Yi took two steps forward and looked down at him: “Are you admitting defeat, Fellow Daoist Feng?”

Unexpectedly, Feng Qing raised her fake smile again, but because of the pain and the blood on her mouth, it looked particularly distorted and evil: "No, I admit it."

"Are you crazy?" Yun Yi's pupils shrank. Is this guy crazy? !

We can't let him die!

Feng Qing felt that what was in his body was not only devouring his spiritual power, but was even devouring his flesh and blood, and his cultivation.

If he delays any longer, he will really die.

But this was the first time he was in such an embarrassing situation. He had always been the one to plot against others, but no one had ever made him suffer such a big loss.

Yun Yi thinks that since you blew me up and I seriously injured you, we are even.

But after waiting for a long time, seeing Feng Qing vomiting blood for the third time, Yun Yi could no longer bear it and stepped forward to take back the turbid water in his body.

Feng Qing curled the corners of her lips and finally fainted on the ground.

The young man who was the "referee" on the high platform flew down, sniffed Feng Qing's breath, confirmed that he was still alive, and then announced for a pill: "Gui San - Fifty-six wins!"

"Wow!!!"

The audience went wild.

No one expected that the least promising person, a female cultivator who was only in the initial stage of foundation building, would stand out and win.

"Oh my God! Did any of you see what happened?"

"I didn't see it! I just saw the male cultivator kneel down after being hit by the female cultivator!"

"Me too! Could it be that this female cultivator has gone astray, or is she having an affair with that male cultivator? Otherwise, how could he have been seriously injured by such a light blow?"

"That's right! There must be something fishy going on!"

"I don't think so. The male cultivator was vomiting blood, his breath was barely there, and his vitality was gone. It was obvious that he was about to die."

"Yes! I think it was the female cultivator who touched it, and then the dissipating vitality stopped."

"Hiss - have you noticed that the male cultivator's cultivation seems to have regressed?"

"Oh my god, if you hadn't told me I wouldn't have known that I've regressed to the late stage of foundation building!"

"Sure enough, there is something strange about that female cultivator. Could she be some evil demon?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Piao Miao Sect has the immortal artifact 'Qingming Mirror'?"

"Yes, under the Qingming Mirror, no matter whether it is demons or evil spirits, they have nowhere to hide."

"So what exactly did that female cultivator do?"

"The one who was wielding the axe before also seemed to have been hit. His entire body seemed to have been corroded by something and he was no longer recognizable."

"What kind of skill is this? Does anyone know?"

"She is just a casual cultivator, maybe she has had some adventures. Not to mention she also has a top-grade spiritual weapon and knows some special skills, so what's so strange about that?"

……

Yun Yi didn't care about their discussions at all. He just felt very tired at the moment.