Mortal bone

In the stands of Yunlou.

"Senior brother, this Ji Wuyou is also a former disciple on the mountain, right?"

Zhao Linglong looked worriedly at Qing Xiao who was on the side.

"Well, this Ji Wuyou used to be a disciple of the fourth peak. Because he fought for a spiritual grass and slaughtered his fellow disciples, most of his cultivation was abolished and he was expelled from the fourth peak."

Qing Xiao nodded solemnly.

In fact, he still has one sentence to say, that is, this Ji Wuyou is actually one of the disciples who are most concerned by Zhu Feng during the selection of the Seven Peaks.

But in order to avoid Zhao Linglong getting too worried, he still didn't say anything.

"Didn't it mean that the selection of Qifeng cannot use techniques above the Xuan level? Why is there no one to stop Ji Wuyou from using the sword control technique?"

Zhao Linglong asked again.

"That's not the art of controlling the sword. Among the martial arts, controlling the sword with energy is very different from controlling the sword with the soul. It's just that Ji Wuyou's outstanding talent makes it look like controlling the sword."

The one who answered Zhao Linglong was Zi Yan who was sitting next to her.

"Brother, isn't this Ji Wuyou the disciple we are going to recruit this time from the First Peak?"

At this time, Ye Xuan who was sitting in front suddenly spoke.

Hearing this, Najin He Zhi also nodded with a smile, turned around and looked at Zhao Linglong with a smile and said:

"Sister Linglong, the little guy you know is not very lucky."

"You said the same thing in the last competition."

Zhao Linglong gave it a blank look, so how can I know now.

He Zhi heard the corners of his mouth twitch a few times, then snorted coldly and said: "If you don't believe me, then just watch carefully, Xu Taiping will suffer a lot in the next round."

"The competition begins!"

At this moment, the voice of the inspector on the ring exploded over Zhenjianping through the sound transmission talisman, and the aura fluctuations around Ji Wuyou and Qi Baili exploded.

"Zheng!"

Then there was a sword cry and there was a sudden explosion, and the flying sword that had been hovering beside Ji Wuyou suddenly flew out through the air and stabbed straight at Qi Baili.

Qi Baili's weapons are two huge copper hammers. Seeing the flying sword coming through the air, he immediately swung a huge copper hammer in his hand and smashed it hard.

It may be because of the sword controlled by Qi, the flying speed of this flying sword is not particularly fast, so Qi Baili's hammer can probably hit it nine times out of ten.

"Zheng!"

But at the moment when the copper hammer was about to hit the flying sword, Ji Wuyou's other hand on the opposite side suddenly pinched a seal quickly, and then shouted loudly:

"The wind is coming!"

As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind suddenly blew past Qi Baili's side, causing him to shake violently, and the copper hammer in his hand suddenly lost its aim and smashed into the air.

"Shh!"

The moment Qi Baili's body swayed.

The flying sword controlled by Ji Wuyou made a sound of piercing through the air, and the sword cut off Qi Baili's arm holding the hammer.

"what!"

Qi Baili screamed in pain.

And Na Ji Wuyou raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes were full of excitement, and said:

"I reminded you a long time ago to let you admit defeat. Since you are so ignorant, I will take another arm from you!"

At the same time as the voice sounded, the hand he used to control Feijian put his index and middle fingers together and pressed down suddenly.

"Zheng!"

There was another sound of swords piercing through the sky.

The flying sword hovering over Qi Baili's head flew down like a stream of light again, cutting off Qi Baili's other arm with a "shua".

"what!……"

Qi Baili screamed again, then knelt down begging for mercy with a face full of horror:

"I admit defeat, I admit..."

"Shh!"

The begging for mercy stopped abruptly with a sound of piercing through the air.

The flying sword controlled by Ji Wuyou pierced through Qi Baili's throat.

"boom!"

Qi Baili's body fell headfirst on the ring.

In an instant, the audience was in an uproar.

Some were talking about Ji Wuyou's swordsmanship and spells, while others were commenting on Ji Wuyou's cruel methods.

After all, when the opponent's two hands are useless and the victory is already decided, there is no need to kill.

For all kinds of criticisms, Ji Wuyou didn't care at all, just walked to the edge of the ring step by step, and then looked down at Xu Taiping from a high place and said:

"now you."

……

"Not only is he proficient in using Qi to control the sword, but he also has a strong talent in spells, and he is ruthless in his attacks. This kind of person is born for practice."

Upstairs on the Yunlou Tower, Jin Hezhi said in a slow tone while shaking the folding fan in his hand.

Zhao Linglong bit her lip and said nothing.

Qing Xiao and Zi Yan were lost in thought.

"You should try to persuade that kid, accept him when he is good, and keep the green hills, so you don't have to worry about running out of firewood, and you can practice outside for another three years before you come back."

How do you know that at this moment, he turned his head and looked at Zhao Linglong and the three of them.

To be honest, Zhao Linglong and Qing Xiao did have this idea.

Especially Qing Xiao, who knew Ji Wuyou's past cultivation base and strength better than Zhao Linglong, even if his cultivation base was abolished and re-cultivated, his methods could not be handled by ordinary outer disciples.

"Sister-in-law."

Qing Xiao looked at Zhao Linglong, as if asking for her opinion.

"Senior brother, there is only one game left, and one more little Taiping will be able to get the quota to become a formal disciple."

Zhao Linglong felt very unwilling for Xu Taiping.

"Xu Taiping will not agree."

Lin Buyu, who had been silent from the beginning to the end, suddenly spoke.

As soon as this remark came out, several people looked at him.

Even Ye Xuan, who was always full of arrogance, turned his head.

Lin Buyu seemed not to see everyone's eyes. He closed the notebook in his hand, raised his head and looked down at the ring, and said to himself:

"I'm so afraid of death, he can't stand here at all."

Upon hearing this, Qing Xiao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said:

"Yes."

As the so-called concern is chaos.

If Lin Buyu hadn't reminded him, he would have almost forgotten that Xu Taiping is now a monk, and facing life and death is the first step for a monk to embark on the road of cultivation.

"Yes, what you said is right, since Taiping has embarked on the road of cultivation, every step in the future should be chosen by himself."

Zhao Linglong suddenly "slapped", and slapped her cheeks with both palms, then suppressed her worries, and turned her eyes to the ring below again.

"The words are nice to say, but there is only one life after all, and if life is gone, then everything is gone."

Jin Hezhi sneered, then turned his head away, leisurely shaking the folding fan in his hand.

And Ye Xuan took a deep look at Lin Buyu, then turned his head, fixed his eyes on Xu Taiping who was standing in the stands, and then murmured softly: "Xu Taiping, that name is really ugly."

……

After a stick of incense.

Zhenjianping.

"In this match, Xu Taiping will face Ji Wuyou. The winner will get the first place in the Qifeng selection, get the qualification to ask the sword Qifeng, and will be selected by Qifeng as an official disciple."

Amid the proctor's reading, Xu Taiping and Ji Wuyou stepped onto the ring from both sides.

Because this competition will determine the first place, the Qifeng disciples on the Yunlou stopped laughing and looked at the stands seriously.

And on the south side of Zhenjian Tower, above the largest nine-story cloud tower, there are extremely powerful auras spreading out at this moment.

Obviously, the master of Qifeng, the head of Qingxuanzong, and several elders have already taken their seats.

"Bringing so many knives, are you planning to cook on the stage?"

Ji Wuyou glanced at Xu Taiping who had three long knives stuck in his left and right waists, squinted his eyes and asked with a smile.

"You'll find out later."

Xu Taiping tightened the rope used to tie the knife around his waist.