The Zhusheng Sword in Shen Qingyi's hand was used to block the attacks from all around.
After feeling Cong Hongyue's fierce attack, he finally used the wind spiritual power in his body.
The wind spiritual power circulated rapidly in the dantian, and Shen Qingyi's speed increased again.
Cong Hong, who was controlling the vines and needles, was stunned.
The flying vines and water needles missed the target, sweeping up countless pieces of gravel on the ground.
He wanted to attack Shen Qingyi again, but found it difficult to catch sight of Shen Qingyi as he did at the beginning.
Cong Hong gritted her teeth and after several failed attempts, she couldn't help but feel anxious.
The spiritual power in his hand was even more free and attacked towards the place where the black shadow flashed.
The surrounding ground was in a terrible state.
Conghong's vines and needles were all stained with venom that she bought from the alchemist.
Although this approach is a bit insidious, the competition rules don't prohibit it!
And in her opinion, there are things in the world of immortal cultivation that are even more cruel than this!
Therefore, in the past few fights, she has encountered powerful opponents and gained a lot of advantages because of this venom.
So the moment she met Shen Qingyi, she wanted to use this trick again on Shen Qingyi.
It was somewhat useful at the beginning, as Shen Qingyi was still wary of the venom on it.
But now, Shen Qingyi's speed has increased, and she can't touch Shen Qingyi's body at all, and even capturing her figure is a little difficult.
Her attacks and preparations seemed to have no effect.
The more she couldn't attack Shen Qingyi, the more anxious she became.
The more anxious he was, the more flustered his men's movements became.
"This Conghong's movements are chaotic and she's already at a disadvantage."
Chi Yu couldn't help but sigh and looked at Wen Mengchen beside him.
"This female cultivator has quite good control over water and wood spiritual energy. Although she is a bit impatient, she is a rare talent. Junior Sister Wen, do you plan to accept a disciple?"
After seeing Shen Qingyi's fight, Wen Mengchen's attention was almost always glued to Shen Qingyi's fight.
The more she watched, the more she liked it.
The more she liked it, the more she envied and jealous of the disciple that Senior Brother She accepted.
The more envious and jealous she was, the more angry she became at her disciples for not fighting for their ambition.
As for the red cluster, I do appreciate it, but with the precious gems in front of it, it is less stunning.
Besides, the little girl Shen's personality was really to her liking.
Wen Mengchen couldn't help but look at She Zijiang again.
Xia Xingchen had also been paying attention and noticed the conversation here. Noticing Wen Mengchen's resentful look, she couldn't help but slump down in her seat.
"Senior Sister Wen, don't think about Xiao Qingyi anymore. Even I didn't get him..."
When Wen Mengchen heard Xia Xingchen's words, his face instantly became long.
"You are you, and I am me!"
If she had not been away from home during that period and unable to come back, she would have fought with Senior Brother She no matter what.
Even if I lose, it’s better than the regret of missing out!
This kind of heart-wrenching feeling is really uncomfortable!
Xia Xingchen curled her lips.
She Zijiang, who was sitting on the other side, couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly.
Shen Qingyi's figure passed through, and Cong Hong only felt a heavy blow on her back.
He suddenly knelt on the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
Enduring the pain, he used the spiritual power in his hand to strike in the direction of Shen Qing's attack.
But this attack still missed.
Cong Hong's eyes turned red and she felt angry.
The discussions from the audience hurt her self-esteem again, and she felt like there was a lot of anger accumulating in her chest.
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