Junior sister took first place again

Ning Jiasheng gripped the Chiyan Sword tightly and adjusted his state secretly.

She knew in her heart that given her current situation, it was definitely not a wise move to fight these people head-on.

Suddenly, Ning Jiasheng moved. Her figure flashed and she ran towards the depths of the bamboo forest like a gust of wind, throwing back two magical weapons that she had previously obtained in the secret room.

The dozen or so people behind were chasing closely, each of them displaying their magical powers, and in the blink of an eye they destroyed the two magical weapons.

"Ning Xianjun, although you are powerful, you have very little spiritual power left. You are definitely no match for us."

The Ji family member with higher cultivation level in the back spoke.

Every word he uttered seemed to carry a strange rhythm, and Ning Jiasheng's movements paused for a moment.

She is now short of spiritual power and is actually influenced by a charm cultivator of the same realm.

This momentary delay caused the group of people to launch various magical attacks like a tide. Ning Jiasheng had to turn around and swing his sword, struggling to resist these attacks.

Her face was as pale as paper, with large beads of sweat on her forehead dripping down her chin like raindrops.

The spiritual energy in most places in the secret realm is extremely thin. She had just sat down to recover her spiritual power when this group of people came to chase her.

Ning Jiasheng now has less than 10% of her spiritual power left, and she also has serious internal and external injuries. Her condition is completely different from that of the group of monks who broke through the formation in a team.

Moreover, these people did not trigger any special mechanism. After they went out into the battle, several sharp-eyed disciples immediately understood Ning Jiasheng's current situation.

"Ning Xianjun, we have no intention of causing you any trouble. As long as you hand over everything you have obtained so far, we will let you go."

The leading opponent, the Wei disciple who had previously held the Netherworld Spirit Pearl, waved to the people behind him, then looked at Ning Jiasheng leisurely and said.

Ning Jiasheng held a long sword and looked at him coldly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sarcastic smile.

Wei thought she had figured it out, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

However, Ning Jiasheng just looked at the group of people coldly and said two words quickly and fluently: "Idiot."

The Wei disciple's face instantly turned gloomy.

"How can she curse!?"

Outside the water mirror, a disciple pointed at her and screamed.

"Yes! As a disciple of the Immortal Azure Lotus, how can you speak such evil words?"

Some people also echoed the voice, as if Ning Jiasheng had done something evil that was hated by God and man.

"You are the ones who are sick!"

A Xuanling Sect disciple shouted angrily, "They relied on their numbers to blatantly steal Senior Ning's things. So what if we curse at them? Besides, where's the rule that Qinglian Immortal Venerable's disciples can't curse?"

"Didn't she steal someone else's Netherworld Spirit Pearl before? Now it's just tit-for-tat. At least she's being kind. As long as she surrenders, she won't be troubled."

Some disciples from smaller families who were affiliated with the three major families continued to argue for their side.

The hall suddenly became noisy.

In the secret realm, as soon as Ning Jiasheng finished speaking, the group of people no longer showed mercy and displayed their true abilities.

Several kinds of spiritual powers intertwined together to form a colorful light, which smashed towards Ning Jiasheng in the center like a storm.

Ning Jiasheng snorted coldly and took out something even more dazzling and gorgeous from the space ring.

"Seven-colored Spirit Stone!" someone exclaimed.

"Oh no! Grab it!"

"Stop her now!"

Ning Jiasheng smiled coldly, resisting the attack with one hand, and the five fingers of his left hand flexed and stretched like eagle claws, instantly absorbing all the rich spiritual power in the spirit stone.

The colorful spirit stone instantly became dim, like an ordinary stone, and then turned into powder and fell away.

Ning Jiasheng dissipated all the surrounding attacks with one sword. The sword was as powerful as a rainbow piercing the sun, and he continued to move forward and repel five people.

"Now, the real competition begins."

Ning Jiasheng stood there and spoke calmly.

Her figure was elongated in the moonlight, projected onto the emerald green bamboo leaves, and the red flame in her hand ignited a blazing flame again.

"Ning Xianjun, you are indeed very strong, but to fight against so many people alone is too arrogant."

A leader said in a cold voice. Judging from his attire, he should be from Qingzhou. There was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Ning Jiasheng did not answer, she just held the Chiyan Sword tightly, with the tip of the sword pointing diagonally at the ground.

Her aura began to change, and a powerful spiritual power gushed out of her body like a surging wave. The flames on the Red Flame Sword surged like a raging sea, burning the surrounding air and distorting it.

"Go!" The leader of the Wei family shouted loudly and took the lead in attacking Ning Jiasheng.

A long spear appeared in his hand, the tip of the spear flashing with cold light, like a poisonous snake coming out of a cave, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, piercing Ning Jiasheng's vitals.

Ning Jiasheng dodged the attack with ease.

She swung her sword back, and the flame on the Red Flame Sword was like a nimble red snake, wrapping around the spear and rushing towards the Ji family members like lightning.

The man was horrified and retreated hastily, but the flames had left a black burn mark on his face.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other enemies joined the battle one after another.

They each displayed their magical powers, some cast magical spells, and some brandished mysterious magic weapons. For a moment, the spiritual power in the bamboo forest surged and the light was dazzling.

Ning Jiasheng was calm and composed. Her figure moved through the bamboo forest like a ghost, as if she was a natural part of the forest.

Her swordsmanship is light, graceful and swift. Every swing of the sword contains the pure and powerful power of the fire element, which can dissolve the opponent's tide-like attacks one by one.

Sudden--

"Go!" Ning Jiasheng shouted softly, and her body suddenly turned into a whirlwind of fire. The flames on the Chiyan sword were like a dragon emerging from the sea, sweeping towards the opponents around her.

The opponents were terrified. They never expected that Ning Jiasheng, who had recovered his spiritual power, would have such powerful moves.

Everyone hurriedly used their defensive methods, but the power of the fire whirlwind was beyond their imagination. Their defense was like paper and was destroyed in an instant. One by one, they were blown away by the flames like dead leaves and fell heavily to the ground.

Ning Jiasheng stood in the bamboo forest, her figure looking exceptionally tall under the bright moonlight. The Chiyan sword in her hand still emitted blazing flames, but her eyes were as calm as a lake, unperturbed.

"Who else?" Ning Jiasheng asked coldly, her eyes sweeping over the opponents lying on the ground one by one.

The opponents looked at each other in astonishment.

They never expected that Ning Jiasheng, who was at the same level as them, would be so terrifyingly powerful.

Originally, they were full of confidence and believed that they could easily defeat her, but at this moment, they were defeated by her sword.

"Ning Xianjun, we admit defeat."

The leader of the Ji family gritted his teeth and spoke with difficulty, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Ning Jiasheng turned to look at the other two teams. They were trembling with fear and said hurriedly:

"Ning Xianjun, we admit defeat!"

"Immortal Lord, we admit defeat!"

Ning Jiasheng danced lightly with his sword, looking down at everyone from a high position and said, "Since you've lost, don't you understand the rules of martial arts?"

The three leaders' faces turned as black as the bottom of a pot in an instant.

"Ok?"

Ning Jiasheng stretched out his hand and urged impatiently.

The other two teams were forced by her force to hand over their storage bags with pale faces.

Wei's face was extremely ugly, but he finally turned around and said to the others, "Bring it here."

The seven men reluctantly took off their belongings and hesitated for a long time before handing them all over.

The two from the Ji family were the last to be handed in.

The man surnamed Wei turned around with the thing and handed it to Ning Jiasheng with gritted teeth.

Ning Jiasheng smiled happily and picked up the colorful space magic weapon with his sword.

At this moment, Ning Jiasheng's aura suddenly changed.

She seemed to be frozen in place, with a fanatical glint in her eyes.

She picked up the two rings in ecstasy, as if they were everything in her life. She looked at them carefully and stroked them gently, as if she was touching rare treasures, unable to take her eyes off them for a moment.

The people from the three major families took back their things and launched a second wave of attacks on Ning Jiasheng without mercy.

Ning Jiasheng finally woke up from her dream and hurriedly waved her sword to block, but it was too late. She was still knocked back several meters.

She shook her head and rushed forward with her sword in hand, somewhat angrily.

Just now, she was bewitched by the high-level charm spell cast by the Ji family on the ring for the disciples of the clan, and fell into a strange trance. She only woke up because of the dangerous stimulation from the outside world.

After another fight, Ning Jiasheng's battle with this group of opponents in the bamboo forest became more and more intense. The other side had more people and was well aware that she was a tough one. Moreover, at this point, there was no way back and they had to fight to the death.

Therefore, Ning Jiasheng's spiritual power was rapidly consumed like a broken dam, and she had to find another way.

With this in mind, Ning Jiasheng tightly gripped the Chiyan Sword, moving as light as a swallow, and shuttled through the bamboo forest like lightning, trying to break the deadlock with speed and strategy.

"Master Ning, you can't escape!" A member of the Ji family said coldly. His attack was filled with charm, trying to confuse Ning Jiasheng's mind.

Ning Jiasheng remained unmoved, her eyes were firm, and she swung her sword like a gust of wind, dispelling wave after wave of attacks like a tide.

However, as the battle became more and more stalemate, Ning Jiasheng felt that his spiritual power was rapidly draining away like sand in an hourglass, while his opponents were becoming more and more powerful and courageous.

Just then, Ning Jiasheng noticed something strange in the bamboo forest.

Whenever the opponents' spiritual power hits the bamboo, the spiritual energy on the bamboo leaves will undergo subtle changes, as if guiding something.

Ning Jiasheng's idea moved her, and she began to try to guide her opponent's attacks so that their spiritual power would hit specific bamboos.

Over time, the light on these bamboos became brighter and brighter, gradually forming an intricate pattern.

"This is... the pattern of the five elements of spiritual power!"

Ning Jiasheng was surprised to find that the pattern on these bamboos was actually a formation of five elements spiritual power.

"I see."

Ning Jiasheng suddenly understood. No wonder he felt like a headless fly after passing the level just now. It turned out that there was a final restriction hidden here.

She led the battle more and more actively, making her opponents' spiritual power bloom like gorgeous fireworks and constantly activating the formation.

"Look, what is that?"

A member of the Xue family noticed the abnormality in the bamboo forest with surprise, and his voice was full of surprise.

"Look, what is that?" A member of the Xue family noticed the abnormality in the bamboo forest, and there was a hint of surprise in his voice.

"Don't worry about it, just deal with her first!"

The leading Wei disciple shouted loudly, completely unaware of Ning Jiasheng's true intention.

Ning Jiasheng sneered, she knew very well that her plan was already half successful.

Finally, after several fierce confrontations, Ning Jiasheng made a feint and retreated dozens of meters. Then he shouted loudly and stabbed the red flame into the ground. The whole bamboo forest began to tremble violently.

"No, we fell into a trap!"

With Ning Jiasheng's guidance, the five elements spiritual power formation was fully activated, like a huge light gate suddenly emerging.

The leading Wei disciple finally realized that something was wrong, and his face turned extremely ugly.

However, it was too late.

With Ning Jiasheng's guidance, the five elements spiritual power formation was fully activated, and a huge light gate suddenly emerged.

"It's your own fault."

Ning Jiasheng said this sarcastically, walked calmly through the light gate, and disappeared into the bamboo forest.

The opponents looked at each other in bewilderment, realizing that they had been used by Ning Jiasheng. They tried to pursue him, but found that the light gate had instantly closed, preventing them from passing through.

"Damn it, she actually fooled us!"

The Xue family's people roared angrily, their faces looking extremely ugly.

The spiritual energy required to open that door was quite a bit, and they were completely powerless to open it now, let alone—

Everyone turned around vigilantly, and another group of disciples who had broken through the formation arrived from behind.