The old man nodded, "Okay."

"Also, you are not allowed to use high-level magic tools and other items that can be used by those above the Nascent Soul stage. After all, I am a Jindan cultivator and a human being. You have to be fair."

"You mean the things below can be used at will?"

"Yes, how is it?"

The old man turned around and asked the Jindan disciples, "What do you think?"

“Kill! Kill!”

"Okay, we agree."

Among the crowd of disciples from the three sects, Yue Yang glanced at the cultivators who were shouting "kill" and curled his lips.

These people are in trouble. Just one of the things my junior sister uses can put their lives in jeopardy.

"Then we need an arena. To prevent fighting between the two sides, the battle area will be widened. You, the Sky Demon Clan, will retreat."

The old man gave her a sinister look and said, "Everyone, retreat and leave enough space."

Two quarters of an hour later, Yun Dandan stood between the two sides and said, "Now you must send one person, regardless of life or death, unless you admit defeat."

This is the first time for both parties to test the waters, so it is better not to provoke conflict.

"Let me get to know your closed disciple and see how much he can really boast."

The female demon flew over and stopped five feet away. "Since you are the Territory Master's last disciple, there is no need to hide it. Take off the Soul-Absolute Veil."

"Okay, it just happened to affect my performance."

Yun Dandan put away the soul-defying veil, revealing her beautiful face to everyone.

Her skin was whiter than snow, her eyes were like a pool of clear water, and her delicate facial features, every part of which seemed to have been carefully carved, were breathtakingly beautiful.

She was wearing a light blue dress, with long hair hanging down to her shoulders, tied with a light blue silk and a jade hairpin. A small chain as thin as water droplets hung from the tip of the hairpin. When it swayed slightly, it was like the misty rain. The fine silk material moved slightly with her movements, just like the first blooming of a light plum blossom. It was not luxurious but tranquil.

One disciple exclaimed, "How beautiful!"

"I didn't expect her to be so beautiful. No wonder she had to cover herself with the Absolute Spirit Veil."

"Is she so beautiful..." A female disciple's eyes flashed with jealousy, but then she thought of her identity and could only sigh helplessly.

The woman from the Demon Clan was stunned, with a flash of jealousy in her eyes. She was so beautiful, I'll scratch her face later.

Regardless of the race, there will always be monks who are jealous of others' appearance. Even if they are more beautiful than others, they still can't help but feel jealous.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think I'm too good-looking? I think I'm pretty good-looking too."

The woman was speechless. She was so narcissistic. Wait till your face gets bruised and you still say that!

The old demon said: "Are you all ready? If you are okay, let's start."

The two nodded, then distanced themselves again and began to observe each other, but their observations were different.

Yun Dandan looked at the woman's belly and buttocks, wondering where to kick her next. After all, these two places were the most powerful to kick, and she could kick them a few more times.

With a cunning look in her eyes, she rushed out first, approaching like a ghost.

Then he clenched his fists and threw out two spiritual fists with lightning speed. With the sound of whistling wind, they went straight towards the shoulders of the woman in front of him.

Then, she moved behind the woman like a whirlwind, and while she was trying her best to resist the attack from the front, she raised her foot and kicked her hard in the back.

This series of movements was as smooth and swift as flowing water, which amazed everyone.

However, the woman obviously did not expect her to move so quickly. For a moment, she could only concentrate on catching the attack in front of her and had no time to pay attention to the danger behind her.

At this moment, a shocking scene occurred: in front of everyone's eyes, the woman's body was kicked away like a kite with a broken string! After drawing an arc in the air, she fell heavily to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

"Oh my god! Is this the strength of an eighth-level Jindan cultivator? Could it be an exaggeration?" (☉д⊙)

Some disciples of the sect cried out in shock. They really didn't expect that they could defeat the woman opposite them so quickly. It was simply a crushing victory.

"Amazing! He's worthy of being the Territory Lord's last disciple. He's so formidable."

One disciple was puzzled: "I don't have this much strength even after reaching the Jindan stage, how did she cultivate?"

The person next to him responded: "Of course, it's because of hard work, but of course talent also plays a big part."

"Okay, don't hit me. I really envy this power."

"There's no point in being envious, it belongs to someone else," the person next to him continued to criticize.

"That's enough, if you keep saying that I'll hit you."

On the side of the Heavenly Demon, the Jindan cultivator who did not play trembled and felt timid. If this hit him..., hiss.

On the ground, the woman spat out a large mouthful of blood, which was quickly absorbed by the dry soil.

She was terrified. How could this happen? Her power was like a mountain that was suffocating her and impossible to resist.

Now his internal organs felt as if they were burned by fire, and the wounds were burning with pain.

"Hurry up and get up. Let's continue fighting. I've only used two moves."

Arrogant, this was everyone's first impression after hearing it, but she did have the ability to be arrogant now.

The woman took a healing pill and stood up with difficulty. As soon as she turned around, she saw a pair of eyes almost close to her face, and she froze.

"Hehe, Feitian."

While she was still wondering what these two words meant, she felt her arm being pulled, and then her previously injured hip was attacked by gravity again.

"ah!……"

The scream flew from the ground to the sky, and then fell to the ground. The woman came into close contact with the earth again, and this time she fainted directly.

This scene made many monks touch their buttocks involuntarily, especially the female monks, whose faces turned red visibly. This trick was too mean.

"Tsk tsk, regardless of life or death, I'll just accept your fainting."

With a wave of her hand and a slash of her sword, the woman met the King of Hell, which made the disciples of the three sects' blood boil.

"Who's next?"

Yun Dandan took a pill to replenish her spiritual power. Although she didn't consume much, she had fought several battles this morning. If she replenished it now, she wouldn't have to worry about not having enough spiritual power later.

"I'll do it!"

A male cultivator in the Jindan stage from the Heavenly Demons flew over, and a broadsword as wide as a palm appeared in his hand. He couldn't see that this woman was very good in close combat, so he just needed to keep a distance.

Yun Dandan naturally saw through his actions, but if the other party thought that she was only good at close combat, then she was wrong. She had no shortage of sect points and had already learned quite a few techniques, so it was a good opportunity to use this person to experiment with her results.

"Okay, let's get started."

She exhaled lightly, and the spiritual power in her body surged, transforming into a lotus that bloomed in her palm. The lotus petals were like sword blades, emitting a cold light that was breathtaking.

"go!"

Then the lotus flew out quickly and turned into a series of lotus blades that could take people's lives halfway.