The Madonna of Immortal Cultivation

He was stunned and afraid of being horizontal, and he was afraid of dying.

Although Lin Qingyang wasn't desperate enough, he was quite brutal.

The little young master struggled to resist, his physical strength was gradually exhausted, and the young man's fine white teeth bit his lower lip tightly, looking reluctant and pitiful.

Seeing Lin Qingyang pressing forward step by step, Lin Zhiyan struggled to execute the third level of the magic night and stars art. As he fought, his sword style gradually became proficient, and it seemed that he could do it easily.

A flash of appreciation flashed in Lin Qingyang's eyes, but his men's offensive did not slow down at all.

The two were evenly matched, evenly matched, and they didn't know how long the fight would last, Lin Zhiyan's eyes moved, thinking about it.

The reason why neither of the two can hurt the other is that the offense and defense are equal, the offense is almost the same, and the defense is almost the same. Now if you want to hurt others, you must first lose your own defense.

Lin Zhiyan also didn't want to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred in this way, but the situation would become unfavorable to him if it dragged on like this.

Instead of passively defending, take the initiative to attack.

The little young master was ready to be injured, and when Lin Qingyang attacked again with his sword, he quickly gathered the little spiritual energy left in his body on the Sky Blue Sword, and completely removed his protection.

The young master's moves immediately became fierce.

Lin Qingyang's heart jumped suddenly, and he wanted to stop, but the sword force did not allow him to retreat, so he could only watch helplessly as the sharp sword energy attacked the defenseless young master.

"You don't want to die!?"

Although Lin Zhiyan's increased attack power could almost offset most of Lin Qingyang's offensive, his goal was to defeat Lin Qingyang.

Lin Qingyang, who was frightened and furious, saw that the tip of the sword was about to stab the young master, when an invisible air flow struck the air, and with a clang sound, it missed the blade, and the tip of the sword flew past the young master's ear.

almost... almost...

Lin Zhiyan didn't know what happened, the little young master raised the tip of his sword until Lin Qingyang's throat, and said proudly, "You lost."

Lin Qingyang remained silent, looking in the direction of the airflow.

under the willow tree.

Chu Mingyu's expression turned ugly.

He never expected that in just a few days, this Lin Qingyang would be entangled with his little junior brother again, if he hadn't come in time just now...

Thinking of this, Chu Mingyu was afraid for a while, he gave Lin Qingyang a sharp look, but Lin Qingyang was only immersed in his own thoughts.

Does the young master hate me so much, so much that he wants to win me even if he gets hurt?

The atmosphere was momentarily weird.

Lin Zhiyan realized that something was wrong, he put down the sky blue sword, looked at Chu Mingyu's ugly face, and said nonuo, "Why is senior brother here?"

"What? If I don't come, you will win even if you are injured?"

The expressionless man was really angry this time, his tone was cold and mocking, the rims of the boy's eyes were red, his voice became lower and lower, "I may not be..." hurt.

"enough!"

Lin Qingyang, who was silent at the side, suddenly said, he took a deep look at the young master, and said in a tired tone, "Young master, you have won, Qingyang will not bother you this year."

After finishing speaking, he put the sword back into the scabbard, turned and left.

Lin Zhiyan was a little at a loss, but this made Chu Mingyu and Lin Qingyang even more angry. He didn't understand that for men, his own body was the most important.

Lin Zhiyan watched Lin Qingyang gradually walk away, and as soon as he moved, he wanted to chase after him, but Chu Mingyu suddenly grabbed his wrist behind him.

"Xiao Yan, don't you explain it?" Chu Mingyu warned himself to calm down, but he couldn't do it at all!The point of the sword was just a little short, and it was going to hurt the young man. God knows how scared he is now.

But the boy in front of him still wants to leave him?

Holding the young man's slender wrist more and more forcefully, Lin Zhiyan couldn't help frowning, "Brother, you hurt me."

This time Chu Mingyu did not let go, he just stared at the young man in front of him with his dark eyes, and said in a dangerous tone, "Xiao Yan, how can you not cherish yourself so much."

"I……"

Lin Zhiyan lowered his head, looked at his toes, like a child who did something wrong, "Senior Brother, I was wrong."

Chu Mingyu's heart softened for a moment, but he still insisted, "In the future, don't do this kind of thing again."

Lin Zhiyan let out an "oh" in frustration. He didn't understand why he was treated like this even though he had won, and felt aggrieved for a while.

Chu Mingyu secretly sighed in his heart, but he was not ready to explain to the young man, he changed his tone, "Let's go, the competition of inner disciples has started, I will take you to have a look."

"Do I need to compete?" Lin Zhiyan asked curiously.

"No need, you are a true disciple, but...after the inner disciple competition is over, you can challenge the true disciple."

Chu Mingyu didn't say anything, and Lin Zhiyan knew that many people would come to challenge his "little-known" true disciple. The young master curled his lips, obviously a little unhappy.

"Don't be afraid, this kind of challenge generally only stipulates that one person can only challenge three times." Chu Mingyu saw the dissatisfaction of the young man, and comforted him, "And each challenge should be separated by at least three days, this is also to prevent some disciples from using it out of hand. Wheel battles consume the opponent's stamina."

But he didn't know that the reason why Lin Zhiyan curled his lips was purely because he found it troublesome. It can be seen from the fact that he didn't even bother to deal with Lin Qingyang.

To put it bluntly, young master Lin has been protected by Lin Yunyuan since he was a child, and he still retains the civilization of a peaceful society, so he can't do it if he can't do it.

The two walked all the way to the martial arts arena.

Compared with the rough competition venue for the outer disciples, this martial arts arena for the inner disciples is obviously much more atmospheric. Presumably, there are countless outer disciples in each peak. If the competitions are round after round, I don’t know. Each peak is in charge of each peak in the competition of disciples.

But the inner disciples are different, they are going to compete with the inner disciples of the Quan Taixu Immortal Sect, so the location is in the martial arts arena on the main peak.

This is a huge and flat land on the mountain peak, which seems to be flattened by a sword.

The breeze was warm, but the atmosphere in the martial arts arena was intense and hot.

As far as the eye could see, there were densely packed inner disciples dressed in white, gathered together in twos and threes. Immortal cultivators were already outstanding in appearance, so they looked very pleasing to the eye.

"Brother, where shall we sit?"

Lin Zhiyan looked around, it seemed that only the floating white jade platform had seats.

"There are seats for true disciples." Chu Mingyu explained lightly, Taixu Xianzong is such a place with distinct ranks, there are no seats for inner disciples, but true disciples can sit high and picky look up.

So that's why so many people want to climb up.

Immortal cultivators are not heartless and heartless, they also have desires and ambitions, heh——

Chu Mingyu's eyes darkened slightly, looking at the carefree young man beside him, the haze caused by this familiar and cruel scene was swept away in his heart.

Both of them were wearing luxurious purple clothes that represented true biography, and their hair was tied with ink ribbons, and their every move attracted attention.

"I... I'm not dazzled!! I can see Senior Brother Chu!!!"

"Today is the Inner Sect Disciple Competition, what's so strange about Senior Brother Chu coming?"

"But who is the boy next to him? Is he also a true disciple?"

"I don't seem to have seen it before. By the way, could it be that the suzerain has accepted disciples again?"

"I don't know, I just know that Array Peak hired a handyman a few days ago, hahaha"

"That's right, hahaha, I heard that Senior Brother Ming Cheng spoke in person."

"I don't know what kind of shit luck that kid had."

……

They were talking about Lin Zhiyan's voice at first, but they were suddenly distracted. They were discussing Qi Jinyang's glorious deeds a few days ago with great interest, as if they were really interested, but there was a look of suspicion in their eyes. Ruowu's arrogance.

So what if he became an inner disciple?Which of these inner disciples didn't come from a wealthy family?Or one with outstanding spiritual roots?Usually everyone has similar family backgrounds, so they are very restrained and low-key, but now when they talk about Qi Jinyang, who is a miscellaneous spiritual root, his superiority is immediately revealed.

Lin Zhiyan listened to their discussions with complicated expressions, and his sympathy for the protagonist continued to deepen, but with the male protagonist's psychological quality, he didn't care about these things.

Chu Mingyu tapped his toes, and the purple clothes flew away, grabbing the wrist of the young man beside him, and in a blink of an eye, he was on the floating white jade platform.

"Eh?"

Before Lin Zhiyan could react, his field of vision suddenly widened, and the young man looked down with great interest.

"Xiao Yan isn't afraid of heights?" Chu Mingyu teased.

Hmph, the young man rolled his eyes and said proudly, "Come out of Chongyuan Realm, and I won't be afraid of heights anymore!"

Chu Mingyu's eyes flashed with distress, "Xiao Yan must have suffered a lot."

There was a thin blush on the young man's delicate and beautiful face, and just as he was about to say something, a strange voice came from his ear——

"Yo - when will Brother Chu, who is so high above you, feel pity for the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

Chu Mingyu narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Chu Mingcheng who was provocative, and said in a flat tone, "I won't bother brother Mingcheng to take care of my affairs."

After finishing speaking, Chu Mingyu suddenly chuckled, "I heard that brother Ming Cheng has accepted a handyman disciple?"

Chu Mingcheng was also dressed in purple, but he looked coquettish for no reason. He sat on the sandalwood chair with a casual posture, propped his forehead with his hands, and said lazily, "Brother pays so much attention to me, Mingcheng is really flattered."

"Why, senior brother is also interested in that disciple?"

Chu Mingcheng suddenly became excited, this guy is also a bastard, "Speaking of which, that disciple's appearance really makes the sun and the moon shine, tsk tsk, Zhilan Yushu gentleman is like the wind, compared to the little girl next to you You are not bad at all, brother really don't think about it anymore?"

When Chu Mingyu heard that he compared that handyman disciple with his younger brother, he felt angry, his fingertips clenched tightly, and a flash of spiritual light flew away, "I'm not interested."

"Hey... don't get angry." Chu Mingcheng waved his hand, scattered the swiftly coming aura, sat up straight, and deliberately complained, "Brother really doesn't understand the style."

Lin Zhiyan looked at Chu Mingcheng speechlessly, and thought: When you fall in love with Qi Jinyang, and remember what you said today, will you kneel down and sing conquest hhhh.

Chu Mingcheng noticed that Chu Mingyu's handsome junior brother was looking at him, he couldn't help waving his hands, and said in a coquettish tone, "Come on, little junior brother, sit here."

After finishing speaking, he patted the sandalwood chair beside him, indicating that there was no one here.

Of course, Chu Mingyu couldn't let his junior brother sit next to Chu Mingcheng, he turned around and said softly to Lin Zhiyan, "Xiao Yan, let's sit over there."

Lin Zhiyan nodded, "Okay."

The two chose a location with a better view, far away from Chu Mingcheng, and Chu Mingcheng was not annoyed, but those amorous peach blossom eyes were always dangling on Lin Zhiyan.

Chu Ming Yujian frowned slightly, and quietly moved closer to Lin Zhiyan, blocking Chu Mingcheng's sight.

The hour has passed.

The Inner Disciple Competition is about to begin.

The expressions of the inner disciples below also became tense. The first round is a cycle of drawing lots, so you don't know which opponent you are about to face.

The elders of the various peaks sitting on the side acted as referees, and they also took a look at which disciple had a good eye. If they could be favored by these elders, they could be directly promoted to true disciples, so many people below had burning eyes.

"first round--"

"Army Peak Huang Yixuan vs. Array Peak Xu Xu—"

Following the referee's drawn-out words, the two walked onto the martial stage respectively.

The two people standing on the stage looked at each other, and said "please" in unison, quite like a gentleman, as if what they were facing now was not a competition, but a friend.

"start--"

With an order, the two began to fight quickly. Huang Yixuan's cultivation level was slightly higher, at the early stage of foundation establishment, while Xu Xu's cultivation level was just at the foundation establishment stage.

The two of you came and went, Xu Xu gradually fell into the disadvantaged, after a hundred moves, Xu Xu conceded defeat, and this competition in the breeze and drizzle came to an end.

Most of the following competitions were similar to the first one. During the foundation building stage, the gap in cultivation became obvious. If there were no blessed magic tools, pills, or talismans, very few people would succeed in the challenge.

Moreover, most of the inner disciples are very well-mannered, and it is rare to see them cursing on the field like the outer disciples. Most of them just greet each other before making a move.

"Next—"

"Jianfeng Yangfeng versus Fufeng Zhangli——"

Lin Zhiyan watched this kind of spring-like competition too much, and gradually felt a little bored. The young man sat on the sandalwood chair and changed his sitting position. Looking around, he found that most of the true disciples did not watch the following competition. Discussing something in a low voice, or closing their eyes to rest their minds, or unconsciously forgetting the people around him.

Lin Zhiyan secretly sighed, the charm of the senior brother is really great.

"Xiao Yan is bored?"

A deep and magnetic voice rang in my ears. The man in purple clothes had a handsome face, and the moiré pattern on the skirt was faintly visible, noble and outstanding.

Lin Zhiyan was stunned for a moment, then he recovered and replied with a smile, "Yes, it's a bit boring."

This can't be blamed on him, this kind of same-size-fits-all competition is nothing to watch, except that there are formation peaks who occasionally draw a formation on the field, and Fufeng's are all kinds of colorful charms... other than that, there is really nothing It looks good.

Chu Mingyu took out a verdant fairy fruit from his sleeve like a magic trick, and handed it to the boy in front of him.

Lin Zhiyan's eyes widened in surprise, "Brother, this is a fairy fruit, how did you find it?"

Fairy spirit fruit is very rare, and it is usually found in secret realms. It can be encountered but not sought after. Moreover, eating this kind of fruit can not only improve one's cultivation, but the key point is that for a snack like Lin Zhiyan, the taste is simply endless aftertaste .

Even in the Lin family, Lin Zhiyan couldn't often eat fairy fruit.

Seeing the surprised look in the young man's eyes, Chu Mingyu chuckled, "I found it by chance during my training, and knowing you like to eat it, I picked all the fairy fruits back."

Lin Zhiyan happily gnawed on the fruit with a satisfied face, and didn't feel that the competition was boring anymore.

The people next to him all looked at him with violent eyes, complaining in their hearts: This is a fairy fruit!Is it really okay to just eat it as a snack?

How can I talk about it! ! !

Big brother is really inhumane! ! !

Today's competition was spent in Lin Zhiyan's eating and eating all morning, and the disciples who were sitting close to each other looked unloved: next time, I will never rush to sit next to the elder brother, it is simply God abuse!

Three days later, the competition among inner disciples was coming to an end. Lin Zhiyan took a rough look and found that most of the young disciples were at the Foundation Establishment Stage, and a few were at the Golden Core Stage. Nascent Soul, almost all of them are at the Golden Core stage, oh, except that the qaq cultivators in the foundation-building stage don’t really pay much attention to age. As long as they are at the Foundation-building stage, they will have a lifespan of 300 years, while the Golden Core stage has a lifespan of 500 years. Infants have a lifespan of a thousand years, so you can often see middle-aged monks in their 20s fighting young monks in their [-]s on the same stage.

In three days, Lin Zhiyan's reputation has been spread to the whole clan.

All the disciples of the Taixu Immortal Sect knew that the suzerain had accepted a true disciple at some point, and the elder brother doted on him like no other, even giving the young man the rare fairy fruit as snacks!

There are also rumors that Brother Chu of Gaoling Zhihua actually laughed!More than once, he smiled at the young man so softly and warmly that he almost blinded them!

What's more, he described Lin Zhiyan's appearance as if he was a fairy descending from the earth, and vowed that Senior Brother Chu must have been confused by this young man's appearance!

The Taixu Immortal Sect has been undercurrents for the past few days. It is rare to see the cold-hearted Senior Brother Chu showing so much interest in a young man.

Of course, there are also many admirers of Chu Mingyu who have scolded Lin Zhiyan countless times in their hearts.

No matter what thoughts everyone had, Lin Zhiyan was completely known by the whole sect.

Today was the last day of the Inner Sect Disciple Competition, and Lin Zhiyan, who had been absent for a few days, reappeared on the Baiyu Platform.

According to the brother, all the true disciples will come on the last day.

Well, Lin Zhiyan, who listened to his brother's words, tidied himself up in a hurry, and came to Baiyutai early.

As soon as Lin Zhiyan appeared, all the people on and off the stage looked at him in unison. Fortunately, Young Master Lin has been admired by everyone since he was a child, so he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. The young man remained calm , with an elegant figure.

Huh?Brother Chu didn't come along?

No matter how confused the people in the audience are, the competition is about to begin——

The competition on the last day was indeed much more exciting than the previous few days, Young Master Lin said with emotion, I don’t know what is so emotional about his young age==

Under the stage, there were swords, lights and swords, and magic weapons emerged one after another. Lin Zhiyan saw some with folding fans, jade flutes, and brushes... Of course, there were also cruel ones, with hammers and the like.

Lin Zhiyan's expression was focused, his eyes were dizzying, but he had a lot of insights.

There were only ten people in the final, but the excitement was obvious. Among them, Qi Jinyang was the one who caught Lin Zhiyan's attention the most.

Dressed in white, a gentleman is like jade.

Before, with the help of Chu Mingcheng, Qi Jinyang successfully entered the formation and became an inner sect disciple. No one could have imagined that this little-known handyman disciple had such great potential. In just a few days, he established his foundation!

Foundation establishment is fine, but Qi Jinyang's good luck makes people envious. Every time the competition is either a bye or something happens suddenly to the opponent, so that a disciple who has only established foundation can be mixed up in the top ten.

For a moment, countless eyes of disdain, envy, suspicion, and mockery shot at Qi Jinyang who was standing on the martial arts stage, and everyone discussed——

"Fuck - how did this person get into the top ten?"

"His luck is against the sky! I heard that he has three byes!"

"Does this kid have some rare treasures?"

"Which of the senior brothers and sisters above is about to reach the golden core! He is the only one who has just established the foundation! There must be tricks!"

"I already suspect that there is a hallucination in front of me..."

Lin Zhiyan also felt uneasy. In the original plot, Qi Jinyang did not make it to the finals, but for some reason he made it to the finals now.

So young master Lin stared at Qi Jinyang seriously and seriously.

Qi Jinyang, who was standing under the stage, felt something, raised his head and looked straight up the white jade stage——

The fair-skinned young man in a luxurious purple dress has an exquisite and beautiful appearance. He is sitting on a red sandalwood chair and looking at him. The young man's eyes are clear and bright, and his smooth black hair is slightly moving, sprinkled on his shoulders. Qi Jinyang looks up from the bottom, the sun is shining It poured on the young man's black hair, covering the young man's body with a layer of light, as if he were a fairy.

At this time, Xu Shi, a young man, noticed his gaze, widened his glass-like eyes, and suddenly turned his head away like a frightened small animal. This action made Qi Jinyang even more enlightened.

Qi Jinyang was a little taken aback, he didn't expect that the one who was peeping at him was such an angel-like boy, his sharp eyes were closed, and he couldn't help evoking a smile when he saw the boy's cute behavior that was about to be concealed.

Zhilan Yushu, warm and moist as jade.

Immediately dazzled the eyes of some female cultivators in the audience.

No one knew that Qi Jinyang, who struggled in the mud since he was a child, has an inexplicable interest in all clean and pure creatures, but these, no matter whether they are people or things, will stay by his side for a long time.

Qi Jinyang felt sad, but he never allowed himself to show it. As time passed, others would not know that he had a soft spot for those pure white and holy things.

Perhaps it is precisely because of being in the dark that I want to catch that ray of light even more.

Qi Jinyang lowered his eyes slightly, retracted his eyes, and looked forward lightly. The discussions in the audience couldn't disturb him at all. His face was expressionless, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Lin Zhiyan had lingering fear on his face, scared the baby to death qaq

He just wanted to watch the plot secretly, but he didn't want the hero to notice him!

The young man looked back tentatively at first, and felt that there was no such glowing gaze, he was relieved immediately, and slowly turned his head over, pretending to glance at the male lead inadvertently, seeing that the male lead did not turn his head , it becomes unremarkable again.

Qi Jinyang hooked the corners of his lips amusedly, feeling that the boy's gaze had been looking at him vaguely, and he no longer scared the rabbit-like boy, and focused on watching the competition in front of him.

This time, it's time to converge.

Soon it was Qi Jinyang's turn to compete, and his opponent was Jianfeng's disciple Ye Xinghan, who was also a direct descendant of the Ye family.

Everyone was full of sympathy for Qi Jinyang, and they picked such the strongest one when they came up. It seems that this person's luck has run out, right?

Many people also thought of gloating.

Two people came to the stage, one was as gentle as jade, and the other had a temperament like ice.

As expected of being the son of a noble family, Ye Xinghan didn't show any disdain even though the opponent in front of him seemed weak.

The two didn't say much, they went straight to the battle!

The blade of the sword flew wildly, and his figure was like a shadow. Ye Xinghan's heavy sword made it sharp and unstoppable.

There was a buzzing sound in Qi Jinyang's mind, his blood seemed to boil, his body couldn't help dodging the attack quickly, and occasionally he could fight back.

Ye Xinghan's eyes became more serious.

There was another uproar in the audience——

"He was able to escape Senior Brother Ye's sword technique!"

"What is the origin of this Qi Jinyang?"

……

Qi Jinyang's eyes gradually turned scarlet, again!Who is controlling his body!

Facing the sharp black sword, Qi Jinyang's white clothes were immediately stained with blood, and the pain also made him regain control of his body. He whispered, "I admit defeat."

Ye Xinghan looked at him inquisitively. He could feel that this person hadn't used his full strength, but it had nothing to do with him. He took advantage of the situation and put away his heavy sword, and said coldly, "Give it up."

The two stepped down one after another, but many disciples felt that this result was justified. Qi Jinyang was able to persist under Senior Brother Ye for so long, which is already very good.

Taixu Xianzong regards cultivation as a hero, so no matter what Qi Jinyang's birth status is, everyone will not reject him so much.

The competition passed quickly, and Qi Jinyang was indeed at the bottom of the ten.

The ranking has been released, and the most exciting moment is coming!

Many inner disciples under the stage gradually fell silent, and all looked at the true disciples in purple clothes on the white jade stage, especially Lin Zhiyan, who received the most attention.

An elder with immortal demeanor said at this time, "The competition among inner disciples is over, and we have also found many favored ones. In the future, the Taixu Immortal Sect will depend on you to protect it."

The elder looked around for a week, saw a lot of energetic faces, nodded in satisfaction, and continued, "Now, it will be time for free challenges—"

As soon as the words fell, there was a huge cheer from below. Ye Xinghan, the number one in the inner sect, stepped onto the stage, pointing his sword in Lin Zhiyan's direction, "I don't know if you dare to fight!"

The cheers that had finally calmed down sounded again, and the faces of the disciples in the audience were flushed, as if they were the ones competing, and they were so excited that they wished they could pass out.

Only Qi Jinyang frowned. Even though he knew that the true disciples would not be weak, he couldn't help but feel a little worried about that little rabbit-like boy.

"war--"

"war--"

"war--"

Countless voices resounded, layer upon layer, like a raging wave, which made people's ears tingle and ache, but it also aroused the blood in their bones!

Lin Zhiyan's eyes flickered, he had expected such a scene sooner or later, but he never expected that when this kind of scene really came, it would be so shocking.

The corners of the young man's lips were slightly hooked, and he flew down lightly. He was dressed in purple like a butterfly, but his determination was unstoppable. He looked at Ye Xinghan with a haughty look, and smiled brightly, "Why don't you dare?"

The face of the young man standing on the stage was completely exposed to the eyes of many outer disciples in the audience, and they couldn't help but gasp!

The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and the temperament is natural.

He was dressed in purple clothes, which made the young man's complexion extremely white. There seemed to be no blemishes on his finely crafted face. His black hair was slightly hooked behind his ears, revealing a stunning side face. Those black eyes were more like It is a collection of stars all over the sky!

For a moment, everyone understood why Senior Brother Chu doted on this little disciple so much.

They couldn't help but look at Ye Xinghan, who had an indifferent temperament. Facing such a magnificent beauty, can this person be able to deal with it?

Many people have a look of watching the show in their eyes.

Ye Xinghan frowned invisibly, looked at the young man who looked like a delicate flower, and said coldly, "It's still too late to admit defeat now."

Lin Zhiyan was furious, and laughed impatiently. He drew out the Sky Blue Sword first, and said in a domineering tone, "I will return this sentence to you intact!"

After finishing speaking, the young man's sword light flashed rapidly, stabbing at Ye Xinghan densely!

Now that it started, Ye Xinghan didn't say anything more. Seeing the young man's fierce attack, he lifted the heavy sword with ease and deflected every move.

Lin Zhiyan's cultivation base is still in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, while Ye Xinghan has the cultivation base of the early Golden Core stage!

Both of them are sword cultivators, as soon as they fought, they realized the other's strength in their hearts. Ye Xinghan was a little surprised. This young man looked delicate and weak, but his sword was fierce and menacing.Lin Zhiyan's eyes glowed. He basically fought against Lin Qingyang all the time. Both of them learned Lin's swordsmanship. Sometimes they felt quite boring. Today, they fought against Ye Xinghan. Get excited!

The phantom of the heavy sword gradually appeared, lying between the two of them, Ye Xinghan turned his wrist, and with overwhelming momentum, he swept across the direction of the boy accurately——

Lin Zhiyan flipped sideways and hit the ground with the Azure Sword. The thin blade curved into a worrisome arc, but it did not damage its sharpness at all. —

Thin black hair fell on the young master's face.

It was the black hair that drooped when he turned over just now, and it was too late to dodge, and was swept down by the sharp sword energy.

The young man's eyes were serious and cautious, his aura surged, he raised his hand and slowly held the Azure Sword. He knew that there was no way he could defeat Ye Xinghan if he continued like this. Beautiful eyes.

A strange feeling crossed Ye Xinghan's heart, did this young man think he won him by doing this?

The epee hummed, as if it was also mocking Lin Zhiyan, Lin Zhiyan ignored it, the sword light was shining, and he used the fourth layer of the Magic Night and Stars Art——

Everything is one!

A trail of blood slowly flowed from the young man's blushing lips. He was not cultivated enough, but he forcibly used higher-level swordsmanship, and there would naturally be backlash.

The dark red blood slowly slid across the porcelain-like chin, which looked shocking.

Ye Xinghan's heart softened for a rare moment, he thought to himself, why don't we just kick the boy off stage?

Obviously this was the thought, but it disappeared without a trace when they fought again, Ye Xinghan turned his face away, since the Magic Night and Star Art has been passed down for thousands of years in the ancient Lin family, it must not be underestimated!

Ye Xinghan was careless for a moment, and the boy injured his arm.

Lin Zhiyan closed his eyes tightly at this time, and the sea of ​​consciousness was dark for a while. He recalled the posture on the sword formula clearly and familiarly, and suppressed the stabbing pain in his heart.

The light soft sword intersected with the simple and heavy black sword, but it did not lose the wind at all. The eyes of the people in the audience looking at Lin Zhiyan gradually changed from contempt to admiration.

Especially Lin Zhiyan looks so young, what a genius!

Lin Zhiyan was also uncomfortable, the gap between Zhuji and Jindan was like a natural moat, even if he had a better magic weapon and a more powerful sword art, it couldn't resist the gradual fading of his aura.

The boy closed his eyes tightly, and his purple clothes were gradually stained with blood, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, immersed in every move of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The wind suddenly picked up, and the clouds were dense.

A ray of golden light penetrated through the thick clouds and landed on the young man. Everyone exclaimed and looked up at the sky, this man... this man has advanced!

Ye Xinghan's resolute face also had a few bloodstains, and he was also very embarrassed. He stopped the heavy sword and looked at the young man shrouded in golden light.

During the advanced stage, it has its own golden light to protect it, so you can't get close easily.

Dark clouds billowed, thunder suddenly rumbled.

A thunder came crashing down, and everyone held their breath, staring at the young man sitting cross-legged in the middle of the scene.

Everyone felt pain all over their bodies when they saw the thick thunder, but Lin Zhiyan was in a very mysterious moment, invisible to everyone. There seemed to be a layer of light around the boy who was struck by the thunder, which was faint but existed.

Lin Zhiyan felt no pain at all. He looked inside and saw golden light gradually entering his body, and finally gathered in his dantian, forming a golden pill.

The dark clouds gradually dissipated, revealing the unscathed young man inside.

???

Heaven?are you kidding me?

Everyone couldn't believe it, I have never seen such a partiality!There is only one thunderbolt in Jiejin Dan, and the person who struck it was unharmed?

The delicate young man opened his eyes that were as bright as stars, and slowly evoked a surprising smile. He said to the dazed Ye Xinghan, "Do you want to compare?"

Ye Xinghan didn't speak, but just explained the answer with aggression. The two are now at the same level, but Lin Zhiyan has just advanced. It is not yet known who will win and who will lose!

The two fought again, and Lin Zhiyan was more than capable. The purple-clothed boy turned around, and the sky-blue sword made him smart and sharp, and he pressed on every step of the way.

After a hundred moves, the purple-clothed youth pointed his sword up to Ye Xinghan's throat, and said loudly, "You lost."