Although the process was full of sadness and twists and turns, fortunately, the method of using the Swinging Sword as a bamboo dragonfly was still useful.

The sword wind spiraled upward, and the vast spiritual power caused a strong wind, breaking through the layers of demonic energy with a force that was unstoppable. It didn't take long for everyone to see the light of day again.

Wei Lingbo's poison itself was not very powerful, and it was only thanks to the blessing of demonic energy that everyone present was affected. Now that the demonic mist has dissipated, the toxicity has naturally been driven back by half.

Seeing that the pupils of other people had regained their brightness and clarity and glanced at her leisurely, the white-robed female cultivator from Su Wen Hall smiled awkwardly: "As expected of a disciple of Xuanxu Sword Sect, you can actually come up with such a method. I am far inferior to you."

He Zhizhou, who was named, was in a trance and kept vomiting. Xu Ye didn't want to look at her, nor did he want to listen to anyone. When he thought of his senior sister still watching the battle under a tree in the distance, he was so angry that his body twitched and a trickle of water spurted out of his mouth.

"What a pity! If it weren't for the sudden change, Suwen Hall could have easily won this game." Ji Yunkai,

who was outside the black mirror, stroked his chin thoughtfully, still immersed in the shocking visual impact just now, and took a note with a pen and paper: "One person, one sword, plus a little bit of spiritual power, how did they achieve flying in the air?" "Xu Ye, my good disciple, how could this be!" The elder of the Wanjian Sect was heartbroken and coughed a few times: "He Zhizhou is famous for not following the ordinary path. Why did you also get led astray by the Xuanxu Sword Sect! Xuanxu misled you!" "You can't say that." Tianxianzi is He Zhizhou's poor friend and the leader of the team. Without thinking too much, he retorted: "If Su Wen Tang hadn't used poison, they wouldn't have had to do this - although the process was a bit ugly, at least the poison was removed." So a group of elders started chattering, one after another, and finally moved the topic to the poison in Su Wen Tang. "They have a very sinister poison that is colorless and tasteless. Drinking it can make people lose their minds and see people and objects around them as other things. They don't realize they are poisoned and walk around in public without hesitation." He Xiaochen slapped his thigh, full of regret and grief: "I was poisoned once, and everything I saw was a monster. I immediately drew my sword and fought them to the death. As a result, when I woke up the next day, I received a compensation bill from Linlangfang--" Tianxianzi's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly: "I remember! This incident was even published in "Four Seas Times". Because of Master He, the book was selling like crazy at that time!" "It was that day!" Lin Qian also suddenly realized: "I was wondering why Master He was holding a cat and swinging it around, and doing somersaults in Linlangfang for two hours - it turned out that he was poisoned!" He Xiaochen looked like a bitter gourd, and nodded sadly. He was poisoned that day, and mistook a cat for his sword and the goods for monsters, and rushed forward holding the cat. Later, the sword broke and the cat ran away. Everyone in Linlangfang watched him drooling and looking ferocious, while shouting "Evildoers, stop being rampant", while doing somersaults on the spot, smashing all kinds of rare treasures. The incident was filled with grief. The elders were silent and gave him comforting glances. Finally, they reached a consensus: Medicine Cultivator had done a lot of harm to people. The elders from Suwen Hall did not want to talk and rolled their eyes. "Wait, look!" In the attic that looked like a mourning ceremony, Lin Qian suddenly shouted in surprise: "Bai Ye has taken action!" The atmosphere in the secret realm was awkward. The dead bodies of two sword cultivators were lying on one side, and the two salt eggs from the Fanyin Temple were sitting side by side on the road, like watching a play. Mingkong took out a handful of lettuce from his storage bag and ate it as if no one was around, his bald head shaking back and forth: "Falling snow and flying flowers are nothing more than this. The way of sword practice is really hard to comprehend." The two of them used Mingkong's Vajra Shield to block all the poisonous mist and evil spirits, and they were never poisoned from beginning to end. Lu Minghao, who was carrying a huge sword, had a bad temper. Seeing this, he shouted: "We are all poisoned. It's fine if you two don't help, but how can you say such frivolous things!" "Amitabha." Mingjing's expression did not change, and he turned a deaf ear to the reproach in his words: "Not fighting is compassion, not arguing is wisdom, not hearing is purity, and not looking is freedom. I will close my eyes and take a short rest. See you again, fellow Taoists." Mingkong nodded repeatedly, full of admiration: "The most beautiful man should have a kind of otherworldly tranquility and elegance. Senior brother is like this. I admire you." These two people are unable to communicate normally with others. People can't help but wonder whether the monks in Fanyin Temple are practicing Buddhism or learning the art of speaking that makes people angry. Lu Minghao didn't want to pay any more attention to them. When he came back to his senses, he suddenly felt his body go numb. It was the Liuming Mountain talisman cultivator named "Bai Ye" who took advantage of the opportunity and used the Thunder Talisman while he was distracted talking, hitting Lu Minghao's back! "A sneak attack!" As a sword cultivator, Mayoi hated such attacks from behind. She frowned and glanced at He Xiaochen: "Master He, Liuming Mountain is actually teaching this kind of tactics to its disciples?" He Xiaochen laughed shamelessly: "This is called 'unexpected attack'. How can a duel be called 'sneak attack'?" Bai Ye knew that this was a trial, and the opponents he met were all elite disciples from various sects, not evil monsters. Although he came in first in the Friendship Match, he did not use his full strength. The spell could only make his opponent fall into a coma, but would not cause any casualties. During the thunder spell, Lu Minghao felt paralyzed all over his body, and the electric current continued to flow through his internal organs, and finally attacked his brain. His eyes went white and he lost consciousness. Ning Ning frowned when she saw his consciousness, and with a flick of her fingertips, she tightened the Star Mark Sword in her hand. There are two strategies that can be adopted when fighting against a talisman cultivator. One is to avoid all his attacks. This method is extremely difficult and complicated, and most people would not adopt it; the other is to fight force with force, relying on the sword wind and sword energy to disperse the magic. Unfortunately, before Lu Minghao could swing his sword, he was attacked by Bai Ye. Now that the poisonous gas has not dissipated, there is still a small amount remaining in his body, which restricts the spiritual power of the body protector. In addition, the power of the thunder curse cannot be underestimated, so it is expected that he will be knocked unconscious on the spot. And her strength was greatly reduced last night. If she collided head-on with Bai Ye, she would definitely be at a disadvantage. "Deal with one of them." Bai Ye smiled with squinted eyes, with a graceful and gentle demeanor, and then quietly turned his eyes to the two people in Su Wentang. He is worthy of being Su Qinghan's favorite opponent, and his use of talismans and seals is extremely proficient. The slender white jade-like fingers twisted and loosened, and the moment they threw the two spells, there was a strong wind carrying thunder, and quickly hit the two of them.

Wei Lingbo was only good at using poison, so he was naturally unable to stop such a murderous formation; the fellow apprentice beside her was the descendant of the Medical Saint, a complete medical idiot and nerd, who was completely helpless at this moment and could only watch the lightning getting closer and closer with nowhere to escape.

"Two more."

Two medicine cultivators were also knocked down. Bai Ye was in a good mood. He turned around and looked at Ning Ning with a smile: "Although I am very grateful to you for dispersing the poisonous gas, this is a trial site after all. There is no reason to let the opponent go... I am very sorry."

"How could he attack Ning Ning!"

As the head of Liuming Mountain, He Xiaochen was even more panicked than Ning Ning herself when his disciples were in power: "She has little spiritual power in her body. Not to mention defeating Bai Ye, I am afraid it will be difficult for her to even split the wind and thunder!"

He Xiaochen saw this, and Ning Ning also knew it well.

Bai Ye could not hurt the two young masters of Fanyin Temple, and Su Qinghan, who was watching from a distance, was very difficult. He would not take the initiative to provoke him unless it was absolutely necessary.

On her side, Xu Ye and He Zhizhou had been drained of all their spiritual power, and Pei Ji was nowhere to be found. She was the only one left struggling to support the team. If she could be defeated, she could take all the tokens of everyone.

The worst thing was that there was not much spiritual energy left in her body.

But fortunately, Bai Ye knew nothing about this.

As long as she was based on this information asymmetry, maybe... she would have a chance to achieve a desperate counterattack.

"I heard about the deeds of Taoist Ning Ning when I was in Xiaochong Mountain."

Bai Ye smiled and said, "He is indeed very smart, but I don't know how good his swordsmanship is. Please teach me."

As soon as he finished speaking, another paper talisman appeared between his two fingers, and with the flash of lightning, a few strange blue lights appeared in the bright daylight.

Then a strong wind blew up, causing the branches and leaves on both sides of the road to sway suddenly, like the dark finger bones of ghosts and monsters, making a loud bang.

In the midst of the swift wind, thousands of thunders gathered together, weaving into a dense net, and rushed straight towards Ningning!

Lin Qian frowned and looked away, unwilling to look again.

"Wait, wait!"

Tian Xianzi was slightly stunned: "It seems there is still a chance!"

The little girl in the black mirror held the long sword tightly in her hand. After a quick look at the huge net flying in the air, she did not flee in panic or draw her sword to meet the enemy, but took a deep breath with a serious look.

Then she fell backward vertically, her upper and lower body folded into an extremely terrifying 90-degree right angle, barely avoiding the electric grid in the air, holding the sword and quickly rushing towards the young talisman cultivator not far away!

When she ran, her body was still in a 90-degree folded state, so it seemed as if two legs without an upper body were twisting forward crazily, rapidly approaching Bai Ye.

Then, while running, her body rose up softly like mud, and a round human head emerged, which looked extremely terrifying, and children would have nightmares if they saw it.

Ning Ning looked like a serious person. Bai Ye had never expected that she would do such an incredible move. He secretly "tsk" and gathered his spiritual energy at his fingertips again, activating the fire talisman in his hand.

Suddenly, sparks and flames appeared everywhere. Clusters of fireballs were like raindrops, rushing towards her direction.

Tian Xianzi was nervous and secretly worried about his little apprentice. He wanted to drink some tea to calm down, but he didn't expect that he would spit it all out with his eyes wide open as soon as he drank it.

Ning Ning knew that she couldn't repel the flames with her current spiritual power, so she could only get closer to Bai Ye by dodging continuously, but her dodging posture -

what a crazy movement! What an incredible limit of the human body!

She looked dignified, and suddenly she did a split and flew up to the sky, while her upper body bent up like a shrimp at the same time, like a ball of mud that failed to create human beings by Nuwa, and dodged several fireballs with jaw-dropping movements!

As for Ning Ning, after landing, her legs were shaking, her face was stiff and expressionless, and she rushed towards Bai Ye with her hands swinging...

This is too scary!!! Not that, really not that!!!

Not long ago, she used her sky-high imagination to prove the real existence of physics to the cultivation world, but not long after, she personally rubbed the laws of mechanics on the ground.

Even if Newton was so angry that he opened the coffin, he could only shake his head and sigh:

I'm sorry, my brother Niubi has to take care of the affairs of the cultivation world.

In broad daylight, the girl moved sideways and snake-like movements with superb skills. She caught the eyes of all the elders present with a terrifying posture of splitting her legs and rotating her body 720 degrees in the air.

Bai Ye didn't know that she didn't have much spiritual power in her body. She was frightened by this zombie-like movement. Her movements became more and more panicked and stiff. For a moment, she almost forgot to fight. Her mind was filled with shouts that no one could respond to:

Who is he, where is he, what is he going to do, why is he fighting with a monkey made of mud?

She was making a fuss, and he was shouting. As expected of the young talents in the world of cultivation, they fight like zombies fighting zombies.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to her, Bai Ye was about to take out another talisman when he heard Ning Ning's crisp voice.

"Take it! Thunderbolts shake the void, sword energy attracts Thunder God, five thunders break the fire and disappear without a trace - Tianlei Jue!"

"Oh no!"

Lin Qian recovered from her strange posture and said in horror: "How can she use such a spell with her current spiritual power? Even if she uses it, she will definitely be exhausted. Could it be that Ning Ning wants to die with him?!"

Bai Ye's eyes sank slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Sword cultivators really don't like to use their brains. Xu Ye of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect suffered a loss because of this not long ago, and now she is still reciting the formula carelessly.

Perhaps in Ning Ning's eyes, reciting the formula is a means of courageous demonstration, but for Bai Ye, this formula will undoubtedly become the key to his victory in the battle.

The sky thunders from top to bottom, once he knows the sword formula she uses...

The young man holds the yellow talisman in his hand, and a smile of determination flashes in his eyes. The spiritual power of his whole body gathers upwards, and a little lightning and lightning appear faintly above his head.

Once he knew the sword skills she used, he could not only respond effectively, but also set up defenses in advance. As long as she drew her sword and attracted the thunder, she would be severely counterattacked and seriously injured

. Before he could finish thinking about this, he abruptly interrupted it.

The expected thunder did not appear. Ningning was close to him, smiling and curling her lips.

Then he grasped the hilt of the sword tightly and swept it downwards. The unsheathed Star Mark Sword carried a little bit of sword energy. When Bai Ye focused all his attention on the top of his head, it hit him directly on the knee without mercy.

It was exactly the same scene as when he attacked Lu Minghao unexpectedly.

Bai Ye: ...?

The thunder did not come as expected, and this is the meaning of parting.

A physiological tear slowly slid down from the corner of his eye, Bai Ye took a deep breath and knelt on the ground.

She lied to him.

She actually lied to him! Not a human being! ! !

What is more despicable than interrupting the skill reading in the middle?

It was this idiot who actually read the notes falsely and reported a completely unrelated move. He clearly said he was going to hit his head, but he swung the sword at his leg.

You tacticians have such dirty hearts.

The elders outside the Xuanjing thought that Ning Ning was going to use up all her strength to bring out the Heavenly Thunder Art to fight Bai Ye to the death. They never expected such a shameless move. For a moment, they were silent and stunned on the spot.

"This--"

Lin Qian blinked and laughed out loud: "It's worthy of Ning Ning! This move really caught people off guard!"

Qu Feiqing nodded lightly in approval: "This method... is really interesting."

The attic suddenly became a large double-standard scene, full of a happy atmosphere.

This time no one said anything like "sneak attack is shameful" or "playing tricks", even Mayoi exclaimed in praise: "You are worthy of being my junior brother's disciple. This plan can be said to be a quick-witted one. It saves the situation in a life-or-death situation. Wonderful, wonderful."

Poor Bai Ye was hit hard, and his body and mind suffered an unprecedented blow. He gritted his teeth and raised his head fiercely, like an honest man who was deceived and played with by a scumbag. He trembled and said sadly: "Don't be complacent, I, I still have talismans... I can still fight..."

He actually hid another thunder talisman in his sleeve just in case. The two were very close to each other and it was too late to dodge. Fortunately, Ning Ning still had a little spiritual power left in her body. She wanted to draw her sword to fight back, but she felt a cold wind coming from her side.

There was also a faint fragrance of wood plants.

In a moment, her arm was grabbed and gently pulled back. She saw a black suit and the tall and thin back of a young man.

Pei Ji held the sword and blocked the dense lightning strikes for her. His voice was unspeakably cold. He repeated Bai Ye's words: "Can you still fight?"

His tone was extremely impatient, and the undisguised hostility in his eyes made him look like a madman who had killed people like crazy and mingled among normal people. In the next moment, he could draw his sword and chop the Fu Xiu in front of him into pieces.

Bai Ye had heard of the bad reputation of this junior fellow from Xuanxu Sword Sect, so he immediately shook his head and pretended to look around. He rolled over on the ground, his eyes wandering: "Who can still fight? Let me see - I have no strength left, just lie down for a while, lie down for a while."

Ning Ning hugged the Xinghen Sword, laughing heartlessly, and suddenly rushed to her junior brother: "Pei Ji Pei Ji! He also dirty my sword. Look, the sword is full of dirt blown by the wind! Mud spots."

Pei Ji turned his head and lowered his eyes to look at it, then quickly looked away again, his tone still so cold that no emotion could be heard: "...I'll help you wipe it when I get back."

He paused, his throat moved slightly,

and his voice became a little hoarse: "Are you hurt?" In such an intensive attack, Ning Ning naturally couldn't be unscathed. Hearing this, she hid the back of her hand that was burned by the fire behind her, and her tone was still smiling: "Fortunately, fortunately, he can't hurt me." "

I have a small request."

Bai Ye took a long breath, twitching as he spoke, his facial features twisted in pain: "My knee bone seems to be dislocated... I know you want to take my token, can you help me straighten it before that? It would be too embarrassing if I were seen going out like this."

This guy actually has a lot of idol baggage.

Come to think of it, he has always been a nobleman dressed in white, clean and elegant, how could he crawl out of the secret realm with a limp.

"I don't know how to straighten bones."

Ning Ning was a little embarrassed, and looked up at Pei Ji: "Can you?"

He seemed reluctant, but when she asked, he had to nod slightly.

"Left, left."

Bai Ye couldn't move because of the pain. He smiled awkwardly at Pei Ji, the only one who could help him, and watched him squat down with a gloomy face, and stretched out his hands without saying a word.

Bone straightening is extremely painful. Bai Ye has never suffered any hardship since he was a child. He held his clothes tightly and closed his eyes the moment Pei Ji stretched out his hand.

Then, someone held down his left knee tightly and pressed hard.

The piercing pain was like lightning, filling all the senses in an instant. Bai Ye let out an extremely weird scream from the depths of his throat, and his whole body suddenly shook like a dying fish.

With a painful twitch, Bai Ye's eyes gradually lost their spirit, and he felt that everything in the world was boring.

"Fellow Daoist, when you were forcing yourself, did you feel something was wrong?"

Another tear fell slowly, his lips and voice trembled, and his appearance suddenly became much older: "I said the left side, your left side... My right leg was injured, right leg!!!"

"Oh."

Pei Ji was unmoved, his face was cold and his heart was even colder, without any guilt: "Do it again."

Bai Ye:...

Bai Ye had a blank expression on his face, without thinking, he took out all the tokens from his arms and threw them on the ground, and disappeared in an instant.

"Buy a standing ticket overnight and escape" will make you silent for a while, "Carry the train and leave" will make you cry, he was disabled but strong-willed, he dragged his two injured legs and ran away directly.