A Queen

Lan Zhiyou's answer made Musheng smile even more, and she asked quickly before Mi Gao could do it: "What volume is it now?"

"Third" Lan Zhiyou hesitated for a moment before replying.

"Third...Third...No wonder!" Musheng grinned, dissatisfied with the elegance of the past, and just smiled: "I think the slow progress in the past few years must have been dragged down by the Immortality Scroll, and I had to spend a lot of money. I will work hard to break through the third volume...Now I have accumulated a lot of experience, good, very good!!"

After hearing what Musheng said, the other disciples suddenly realized.

"The Scroll of Immortality? What is that?" Nie Yan was a little surprised.

He Jieyu on the side glanced at Lan Zhiyou and said calmly: "If the Weaver Girl Fairy Needle is a method that is difficult for men and women to practice, then the Scroll of Immortality is a remote method only for those with wood-type fairy roots. Anyone can do it." Cultivation, but no one can break through the second volume and reach the third volume. The difficulty is beyond imagination. The Immortality Scroll has been hanging high in the sect for hundreds of years. So far, very few people will practice it, but they didn't expect..."

After a pause, she slightly closed her cold eyes and curled her mouth slightly, "Junior Sister Lan is very patient."

Nie Yan and others were stunned. It would be impossible for them to practice such a technique that was almost sentenced to death.

No wonder Lan Zhiyou has been lackluster in the past few years.

However, it is still defeated now.

"Sister, I won." Lan Zhiyou smiled slightly and turned around to step off the stage.

But I heard Yi Feiyan say: "The shackles are gone. It won't be long before Junior Sister can catch up with me. You and I will fight again someday."

Respect, this is an attitude of respect.

"Okay" Lan Zhiyou nodded slightly and got off the stage.

The way others look at her is different,

And the few people in Feng Shang Villa feel proud and proud!

God, their senior sister is so strong!

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When leaving the stage, Lan Zhiyou walked towards the pavilion, towards Dai Li and Montaigne. Dai Li looked at her face, frowned immediately, and took a step forward...

Lan Zhiyou's eyes darkened.

His whole body was weak, and bright red blood overflowed from his mouth. He leaned forward and was just caught by Dai Li. But the blood also spilled on Dai Li's chest.

Still seriously injured!

"Sorry, I soiled junior sister's clothes..."

Lan Zhiyou closed her eyes and said a little tiredly.

Dai Li was silent for a moment and said, "It's okay, I'll leave it for you to wash."

"Huh? Haha" Lan Zhiyou's chest trembled, as if the frustration of losing the previous battle had dissipated.

This little junior sister...

Forget it, it’s not like she gained nothing at all.

Montaigne looked on and scratched his head. He felt that... the eldest sister seemed to be happier than usual.

really weird.

Under the eyes of everyone, Dai Li helped Lan Zhiyou into the pavilion.

Even if the mood is not very bad. Lan Zhiyou still vomited a lot of blood.

Montaigne was frightened.

When Yi Feiyan heard the noise, she walked into the pavilion and frowned. She didn't know that her sword attack had such a big impact on Lan Zhiyou.

Now there is going to be a grudge.

After all, Lan Zhiyou still has a chance to stand up, but if the injury is too serious, then...

When she walked in. Just in time to see Dai Li turn his head and look at him, he was shocked.

Such cold eyes!

"It's because of me... I have suffered serious injuries over the years. Although I broke through this time, I didn't consolidate my cultivation level and just fought fiercely..." Lan Zhiyou grabbed Dai Li's sleeves, explained, and collapsed It’s also not the embarrassment of smoking.

Really speaking, Montaigne probably would have left her with no time to consolidate her cultivation.

But she felt there was no need to say it.

Dai Li withdrew his gaze. Twisting Lan Zhiyou's wrist with her fingers, she found that her meridians were extremely disordered and her breath was weak.

Sure enough, it is a scene of realm instability and backlash after a breakthrough.

It is almost impossible to recover in the short term.

Then the remaining battles...

Yi Feiyan sent some precious elixirs, but they were all useless.

After all, it's not an elixir.

Musheng also came over to take a look, but in the end he just shook his head.

"You girl is too courageous. Just before the breakthrough has been consolidated, you are... You can't participate in the war anymore. Let's recuperate... The inner courtyard doesn't have to join this time. There are other opportunities."

He frowned, as if he had a hint, and seemed to be thinking.

Lan Zhiyou's eyes once dimmed.

Dai Li glanced at her. His lips curled up slightly and he said nothing.

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Nie Yan versus Yu Wenyong.

Montaigne versus Meng Shaoqi.

Daili versus Mo Zige.

Su Donglin explained the words to He.

These are the eight people who will take the stage later.

Montaigne clumsily patted Lan Zhiyou on the shoulder, "Senior Sister, it's okay, I will lose later, just let me accompany you..."

Dai Li glanced at him sideways. Is this consolation?

The two of them went on stage together. To outsiders, the three people in Feng Shang Courtyard seemed to have a very good relationship.

"Junior sister...are you sure?"

"Huh?" Dai Li turned to look at Montaigne.

"I hope you can enter the inner courtyard..." Montaigne lowered his voice and said in a muffled voice.

"Why?"

"If the three of us don't enter the inner courtyard, Senior Sister will definitely feel sad. Over the years, we have suffered a lot in Fengshang Courtyard, and Senior Sister has shouldered it all by herself. She doesn't say anything, but I know that she She works very hard... I really want to work hard for her and bring glory to her and other hospitals... But, I don't have the ability."

After a pause, Montaigne bit his lower lip, and Nono said: "I also know that she likes you very much... If you can, you go to the inner courtyard first, and I will stay with her for a few more years, and then you can get along well... .Let’s go and seek refuge with you, okay?”

This big man looks like a child, with pure eyes.

Dai Li stopped and looked sideways at Montaigne.

There were already people waiting for the two of them on the stage.

Dai Li stood on the steps, looking at Montaigne, her eyes somewhat focused. After a while, she smiled and reached out to touch Montaigne's shoulders, who were much taller than her.

Take two shots.

"Steamed bun, you are so cute"

After a pause, she suppressed her smile and responded, "Okay."

It was just an inner courtyard. She had never thought of entering only the inner courtyard!

She wants the absolute best!

Montaigne grinned, "Then it's settled!! You must succeed!"

After saying that, he ran towards his own arena.

"You quite like this fool."

Dai Li turned around. Walking onto the stage, he looked at Mo Zige with a sarcastic expression.

Smile: "Is it related to you?"

snort! Mo Zige put down his hands around his chest and tilted his head, "I thought I would meet someone else. I didn't expect I was lucky enough to meet you."

"But I feel like my luck is not very good..." Dai Li lowered his eyes slightly.

Um? What's the meaning? She didn't seem to have finished speaking.

Are you afraid now?

Mo Zige had already sneered, and when the referee made the announcement... he suddenly raised his hand!

attack!

go to hell!

After he launched his attack, suddenly!

Ang~~~

The terrifying blood flowed over, suppressing the entire arena with a heavy and gloomy tone. The arena was rattling with such cold domination.

Then... the blood started!

The knife passed without a trace!

Karcha! The sword light was completely shattered!

"Ah!!!" Mo Zige screamed.

Half of the arms flew into the air...

Everyone saw the long and slender sickle, which looked like a knife but not a sword, and looked like a sword but not a sword. There was a bright blood line connected to the tip...

Blood splashed to the ground... Broken arms also fell to the ground...

Dai Li holds the sickle. Use your fingers to gently brush away the blood stains on the blade, and say in a very light voice: "Because you are so weak...vulnerable."

Next door, the people in the three arenas were quiet.

Six pairs of eyes were staring at her.

Everyone was staring at her, even Mi Gao and others.

She instantly killed Mo Zige, one of the four new talents. Just like killing a pig, kill it with one knife.

Effortless.

The strength she unleashed was completely inconsistent with the standards of immortality, and it was difficult to estimate what kind of strength she relied on.

But it is undeniable that she made You Zituo, Ou Lin and others feel palpitated.

Junior sister?

Remembering the teasing names they used to call her...

You Zituo smiled bitterly, he still looked down on her.

"This Dai Li... I knew that her strength was far from that" Mi Gao laughed loudly.

Musheng and Huo Lie were surprised. Frowning, Musheng said: "Her grades were very low during the Dragon Path. Could it be that she was hiding her strength? There seems to be no need..."

"Do you know about Long Dao? Why is she so slow?"

"Um?"

"She killed all the spiritual beasts! Not a single one was left!" Mi Gao said lightly, raising his eyebrows and looking at Dai Li below.

"I haven't met such a tough disciple in many years. She is also a female disciple."

Tough?

The disciples who heard the words suddenly realized, and then they all looked at the broken arm on the ground.

More than just tough!

Simply extremely vindictive.

If you say that Daili is not a grudge, no one believes it!

In the pavilion, Yi Feiyan and the others were speechless, but Lan Zhiyou chuckled.

She knew...that her junior sister would not let her down.

Look towards Shang Bie. Sure enough, she wasn't surprised at all.

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Dai Li twirled the sickle in his palm and turned to look at the referee, "If I remember correctly, my next opponent can also come out, right?"

Eight people had competed before, and now it was her turn to be her opponent.

"Uh...yes...it's Xiao Ranyu" the referee quickly flipped through the book.

Xiao Ranyu?

Dai Li turned his head and saw Xiao Ranyu walking out of the pavilion, but he also heard the attacking auras erupting from the three arenas next door.

It was extremely cold, and snowflakes fell on her face. Turning around, Ou Lin's wrist was bleeding from the mouth, and his face was pale as he looked at He Jieyu.

He actually lost, defeated in one move? ...

Too fast and too cold!

You Zituo and others are heartbroken.

"He Jieyu's sword strike just now..."

"It's so scary!"

"She's getting serious"

The audience was noisy. Nie Yan and Yu Wenyong...the attacks were extremely fierce and the frequency was too high!

But Yu Wenyong remained motionless, watching Nie Yan attack each and every terrifying fire technique.

Fifty percent real yuan?

Ha...the skin can't even be broken~~

After a while, Nie Yan spent a lot of energy to attack. At this moment, his face was very ugly, and he said angrily: "You are too thick-skinned! Will you die if you don't wear two purple and gold robes?"

Yu Wenyong smiled, "Yes..."

ps:

Sorry, I attended my classmate’s wedding ceremony and only got home this afternoon, so I’m late~~~