Chapter 130 Wen Zhi and Qiu Qingyuxiong compete in the Shura Field

Xie Tingyu looked at him coldly, and his aura suddenly rose.

The already powerful Scarlet Sky sword energy became even more fierce.

Xie Tingyu swung his sword and the swordsman's pupils shrank. Only he could see countless tiny red threads entwined around the sword.

Since they were planning to eliminate Xie Tingyu, they must have made some preparations beforehand, so the swordsman could tell at a glance that this was a ghost spell.

He knew it, but he did not retreat.

The sword energy lingered around him, and the swordsman's voice spread far away with his spiritual power. There was no sign of retreat on his face.

"Let's fight."

Although this person was sent to eliminate her, Xie Tingyu admired such people. However, shouting "start the war" was too childish, so she didn't shout.

"Please teach me."

Sometimes the competition between sword cultivators is just a contest of sword strength. Xie Tingyu himself is not a traditional sword cultivator, so he naturally cannot gain an advantage in a contest of sword strength.

The two men faced each other with swords, and sword energy flew in all directions.

Sweeping across this mountainous area.

The leaves on the treetops were wrapped by the sword wind and swirled with the wind. A leaf scratched a man's cheek. The man was hanging on the treetop to watch the show seriously, but his face suddenly hurt and blood flowed down his cheek.

He raised his hand and wiped it, and blood appeared on his fingers. He was so scared that he almost fell off the tree.

The swordsman suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and Xie Tingyu swung out a sword with his backhand, and Tianxing Chixiao was followed by a red sword flame.

The swordsman tried his best to turn over and jump up, but his speed was far behind Tianxing Chixiao. The sharp sword landed steadily in front of the swordsman's neck.

Seeing this, the swordsman lowered his eyes, his lips stained red with blood, "I lost." He threw the golden bag at his waist, and Xie Tingyu took it with some surprise.

Among the sword cultivators of Dongxuansuge, are there any upright gentlemen who can afford to lose?

"Don't say I'm a gentleman. I just accept the defeat."

Xie Tingyu was still thinking about this sentence a moment ago, and the next second Jian Xiu said it. Xie Tingyu was silent for a moment, watching Jian Xiu's body being released by the secret realm, and smiled, "Okay."

The battle between Xie Tingyu and the archers from Beimingyun Palace and the swordsmen from Dongxuansu Pavilion ended unexpectedly. Except for some people who reacted quickly and had foreseen the end, the rest of the bystanders were blocked by sword energy before they could run back.

No one knows which of the sword auras in front of them contains the true sharp sword breath, or rather, every one of them contains it.

Xie Tingyu's voice echoed in everyone's ears, "There are not many sixth-grade spiritual medicines left. Do you think that just being a bystander will be enough for you to enter the final test? There is still one stick of incense left."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword energy shattered.

Only then did they realize that this sword energy did not contain any power and was simply a tool for conveying messages.

Xie Ting raised his Yu Yu sword and swaggered through the crowd, "Good luck to you guys."

There are many participants hiding here, and they are basically from different sects. Although they have no conflicts of interest with each other, the sixth-grade spiritual medicine is extremely important now. A sixth-grade spiritual medicine is the standard for entering the final examination.

The question is how to identify who has the sixth-grade elixir?

Xie Tingyu's time estimate was slightly off. Only after she actually left did the golden letters in the sky announce that there was only one stick of incense left.

At the same time, golden light shone on the bodies of a few people in the crowd. At the last moment, these people knew without thinking that this sudden golden light was not simple.

A golden light suddenly appeared from his body, catching these people off guard.

I thought I had hidden the sixth-grade elixir well, but who knew it would be exposed at this time.

With so many people eyeing a few people covetously, the pressure is enormous.

The fight that Xie Tingyu had provoked was originally intended to attract them to watch for fun, and to help them discover the location of the sixth-grade spiritual medicine in the chaos. Those who had the sixth-grade spiritual medicine and those who didn't were all thinking about how to take advantage of the situation.

Xie Tingyu guessed that this screening exam would not be easy, and not letting "infighting" be their last resort.

Otherwise the scene will only become more chaotic.

Xie Tingyu hid in the dark, holding three sixth-grade spiritual medicines and one eighth-grade spiritual medicine in her hands.

The aura on her body was hidden with the help of a magic circle, and the golden light on her body was much more dazzling than that of ordinary people, but she blended into the sky and merged with the light. As long as she was not noticed by others, she would be invincible.

The red threads seemed to be woven into a net, and the densely woven threads formed a cloth that wrapped her up safely.

Xie Tingyu was enjoying herself. She could hide the golden light emitted by the elixir on her body in the air, but if she stayed in the air for too long, her spiritual power would be exhausted and she would be unhidden and fall.

She needs to consider the fact that her cultivation level is only at the fifth level of Floating World Jade.

Xie Tingyu retreated downwards, and after an unknown amount of time, she landed steadily on the top of the mountain. The top of the mountain where she was was puzzling.

As the terrain is too high, it is easy to attract other disciples to climb up and look far away to find other disciples.

The golden light on her body seemed to turn into substance, and seemed to condense into a layer of gold powder on the surface of her body.

Whenever a ray of light with murderous intent appeared in front of him, Xie Tingyu would swing out the Scarlet Sky Sword.

The sudden appearance of the sharp sword light can easily catch someone off guard.

But what's the point of her doing this? Drawing everyone's attention to her, doesn't that prove that the elixir she has is more dangerous?

"Do you remember what the rules are?"

"The top 48 people who have at least one sixth-grade spiritual medicine. Could it be that she wanted more people to compete for her spiritual medicine, but her efforts were in vain, and in the end, because they did not compete for others', less than 48 people entered the final examination?"

"This way, the number of students who will make it to the final examination will be reduced."

"So it's for the final try?"

"Can she hold out that long?"

"It's only a stick of incense. Unless she is besieged, she will be fine with her ghost spells."

Xie Tingyu no longer needed Tianxing Chixiao when she arrived. Tianxing Chixiao only played the role of a guardian, and the red silk threads around her flew up.

The spiritual power of the ghost spell was obvious, reflecting in the sky.

When the golden characters appeared again, the red color in the sky dissipated a little.

'Time is up, the number of candidates entering the final examination: 31'

"Her move was really...unpredictable."

"How could the power of just one person have such a huge impact?"

The screening exam was over, and the remaining people in the illusion looked at each other, with the most eyes on Xie Tingyu.

She stood alone in the crowd with an expressionless face. No matter what others said, she remained calm.

The rules of the final exam are simple.

In a one-on-one battle, your opponent is decided by drawing lots. If you meet a strong opponent, you can only blame yourself. There is no other way.

But this will not affect the truly powerful disciples.

The first round of drawing lots was similar to the one for the disciples going to sea.

The thirty-one jade cards correspond to the thirty-one disciples. The disciples who draw the same number will fight against each other, and one disciple will be left without a chance.

As the golden light danced in the sky, the thirty-one jade cards were shuffled and flew into the hands of every disciple.

This area is a fighting area exclusively for disciples at the Floating World Jade Realm.

But the whole thing is not separated, and other areas can still be seen.

This location is obviously within Nanjingyue Island.

Everywhere there were fluttering blue flags with a white moon woven on them.

Coming out of the secret realm, you can go directly to Nanjingyue Island.

As soon as Xie Tingyu came out, he noticed a burning gaze, and the other party was not hiding anything. Xie Tingyu looked back.

Wen Zhiyu was standing in the field of the sighing free and easy realm, looking at her with a smile. He had a tall and slender figure, wearing a slim aqua blue battle robe, with the Frost Mist Sword on his back.

She tied her hair up with a red ribbon after a long absence and had a deep smile on her face.

Xie Tingyu smiled back and ignored Wen Zhi and Qiu Qingyu, who had a gloomy look behind him.

Qiu Qingyu's gaze was like a dark poisonous snake, tightly entwining Xie Tingyu's neck.

A chill shot straight towards me.

Wen Zhiyu turned around and asked, "Fellow Daoist Qiu, are you impatient?"

"What do you mean?"

"Some people are not someone you can covet. They are not objects that can be snatched away at will. They are living people. If you keep staring at them with such a possessive look, I'm afraid that one day your eyes will be gouged out and there will be no one to complain to."

There was warmth and smile, but there was an obvious coldness in the voice.

Qiu Qingyu reluctantly withdrew his gaze and asked provocatively, "Who do you think you are? Do you think you can compete with me with your strength that is at the peak of the ninth level of the sighing freedom?"

Hearing this, Wen Zhiyu was no longer angry, and the smile on his lips deepened.

Sarcasm emerges.

There is no lottery method in the realm of sighing freedom, but just a random draw, which essentially means randomly matching opponents.

When the final 8 players are selected from the 12, they can challenge each other.

In the first round, Xie Tingyu met a disciple from Xilin Huanlou. The disciple obviously knew her. He smiled at her and then suddenly threw out several purple-black poisonous scorpions.

It was one of the disciples who casually hung on the purple bamboo when she took her sword and entered the purple bamboo forest of Xilin Huanlou to duel with a group of disciples.

After that, she was strictly forbidden to enter the Purple Bamboo Forest and she never saw it again, but she had some vague impressions of it.

Going all out is the greatest respect for your opponent. Xie Tingyu immediately used Tianxing Chixiao's most powerful killing move, which was modified using ghost spells.

More sharp and fierce.

The other party was defeated by Xie Ting's jade sword, and he bowed in a dignified manner, "I appreciate your instruction."

In the next round, Xie Tingyu drew a blank jade card and had a bye.

This round of fighting obviously took longer than the first round. Both sides basically responded cautiously and did not dare to take the initiative to attack.

Or maybe they are just trying to find out the truth during the fight and haven't taken any real action for a long time.

Xie Tingyu watched two games and then went to other areas to watch the games.

She somehow passed through the Suyuanxing realm and crossed into the Xixiaoyao realm.

At this time, Wen Zhiyu had just put away his sword and returned. When Wen Zhiyu saw her, his eyes flashed with joy, "Why are you here? Is the competition over?"

"Just passing by...it's not over yet, I have a bye this round." Xie Tingyu shook her head, and her subordinates consciously grasped the hilt of the Tianxing Chixiao sword. The sword spirit flew out and sat on Xie Tingyu's shoulder.

The sword spirit's eyes shifted between Xie Tingyu and Wen Zhi from time to time.

"I'm not that close to the Fu Shi Yu area, so how can I pass by?" Wen Zhiyu's heart was as clear as a mirror, but he asked deliberately, wanting to see what Xie Tingyu would say next.

Xie Tingyu closed his eyes, knowing that he couldn't hide it from him, so he simply said directly: "Just to see you, why not?"

Hearing this, Wen Zhiyu laughed out loud, and placed her slender fingers on the head of the Heavenly Red Sky Sword Spirit and tapped it lightly, "I am most happy to do so. Of course it's okay."

Suddenly, Zhang Yang's voice filled my eardrums.

"Fellow Daoist Wen, if I can defeat you, can you let me have a private chat with Fellow Daoist Xie? I believe I can change her mind about me."

Qiu Qingyu stepped onto the Qingyun Terrace at some point. He had a provocative look on his face and spoke in a loud and unbridled voice, seemingly completely oblivious to the warmth and sudden gloomy expression on his face.

Wen Zhiyu tilted his head and said, "Don't look at it."

As soon as Xie Tingyu said "what", Wen Zhiyu flew out like a sharp sword.

"What are you not looking at?" Xie Tingyu supplemented himself with the incomplete words, and the scene of Wen Zhi and Qiu Qingyu's confrontation was reflected in his eyes.

She laughed suddenly, "See, you are pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and slapping everyone in the face?"