Chapter 099 The sect ranking competition officially begins!
In the sect square, nine bronze pillars about twenty meters long stood proudly.
Each bronze pillar was glowing with a bright light; they served as the center of the formation, covering the entire square.
In the open space outside the bronze pillar, a few chairs were simply placed according to the number of sects.
There is no tea or cakes.
Visible poverty.
As Ziying's eldest disciple, Zhao Yucheng was responsible for guiding everyone to their seats. He then stood in front of the main seat, waiting for his master to arrive.
"This Tianxuan Sect is really not good. Such a simple venue, let alone the seven major sects, even those small sects would not be so poor."
"It's already not good. There are not as many disciples in the sect as there are people like us. There are good and bad people mixed together, and there is a lack of successors."
"Not only that, Fairy Ziying vomited blood outside the sect three days ago. Seeing how shaky she is, why bother competing? It would be better to just admit defeat and suffer less."
"A thousand years ago, the Tianxuan Sect was the number one sect in Shenglin Continent. Who doesn't know the name of Sect Master Meng? What a pity, what a pity..."
They all pretended to express their feelings, but in fact they were taking advantage of others' misfortune. They were all shrewd and thinking about how they could gain some benefits from the Tianxuan Sect.
As the sect's superior, his expression was even more obscure and inexplicable.
Zhao Yucheng glanced at him for a few seconds, then turned his head away, furious.
"You are Fairy Ziying's eldest disciple, right? Where is she? When will she come?"
Lou Yue asked.
The monks from the four lower sects immediately agreed.
"Fairy Ziying wouldn't dare to come, would she?"
"If the master doesn't dare to come, the disciple can take over."
"Hahaha... Brother Dao, you are joking. He is just like us, with the Golden Core cultivation level. How can he defeat the elders?"
"I think you should just admit defeat right away, and then all of you should move out of Tianxuan Sect and make room for me."
Faced with the unbridled ridicule of the crowd, Zhao Yucheng clenched his fists and took a long time to utter a word.
"My master will never lose."
"Hahaha……"
The laughter from the audience became louder.
"you……"
Zhao Yucheng couldn't bear it any longer. He took a step forward, but the next moment, a hand grabbed his shoulder.
Yun Xiangwan walked out from behind him and apologized embarrassedly.
"I'm sorry, but my Tianxuan Sect is declining day by day and cannot be compared with yours truly. I'm also not able to offer you any good things, but don't worry, my sister will definitely accept the challenge, and is just still making relevant preparations."
"Senior sister?"
Lou Yue frowned.
Yun Miaomiao was also shocked. How could Yun Xiangwan, a waste who had not yet broken through the foundation building stage, become the junior sister of Fairy Ziying?
Could it be that the old leader of the Tianxuan Sect has recovered from his illness and come out of retreat? Even if he did, it is impossible for him to accept a five-element disabled body as his disciple.
No, Meng Jingsui can’t come out at this time!
Otherwise, what about the spirit stone vein?
"Master Tiandao, has the old leader of Tianxuan Sect come out of seclusion?"
Yun Miaomiao asked subconsciously in her heart.
But this time, her Lord Heaven did not answer her.
Damn it! How could she forget that as long as Yun Xiangwan was there, Lord Tiandao would not show up.
But every time she wanted to know why and asked Lord Tiandao, she would only be scolded.
Yun Xiangwan naturally took over the conversation with a smile on her face.
"It was all thanks to my good-for-nothing children that my senior sister favored me, so I was able to move up a generation. But this is my personal matter, and I don't think you are interested. Why don't you just sit down and wait for my senior sister to come."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone suddenly realized. No wonder this woman who had not yet broken through the foundation-building stage could become the junior sister of Fairy Ziying. It turned out that she was relying on having several good sons.
Yun Miaomiao was filled with resentment and couldn't help but glance behind Yun Xiangwan several times.
What's going on? Where are those kids? Why can't I see any of them?
However, she admired Yun Xiangwan's thick skin. Other families all relied on their parents for support, but she did the opposite and proudly lived on a group of children.
Yun Xiangwan faced everyone's strange looks but still smiled, as if she didn't understand what kind of malice was contained in those probing gazes.
Just then, Ziying and Mo Daoxian came over together.
Upon seeing this, Lou Yue exchanged a glance with the Grand Elder of Guiyuan Sect and stood up.
"Since Fairy Ziying is here, let's officially start this sect competition."
Having said that, he flicked his sleeves and turned to face the monks from the lower four sects.
"Who among you four sects is willing to be the first to challenge Fairy Ziying?"
The lower four sects are the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, the Joyous Happiness Sect, the Wonderful Sound Sect and the Seven Killings Sect.
“Hehehe…”
While the Holy Buddha and the woman in pink were still staring at each other, a sinister and hoarse laugh suddenly broke out from the side.
Yun Xiangwan subconsciously blocked his hearing.
My god, listening to it for one more second is just torture to myself.
Immediately afterwards, a skinny old man covered in a black robe, only about 1.6 meters tall, stood up from the Seven Kill Sect's team and appeared in front of everyone in a few flashes.
"Since none of you fellow Taoists are willing to take action, I will be the first to learn from Fairy Ziying's skills."
Ziying waved her hand, and a door suddenly opened on the complete formation.
"Elder Leng, please."
Elder Leng glanced at Ziying, then disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he appeared in the center of the arena.
Such a weird speed!
Yun Xiangwan was shocked. He was worthy of being the grand elder of the number one killer organization in Shenglin Continent.
Not only was his speed astonishingly fast, but his movements were also silent, without even a fluctuation in spiritual energy.
If I were to face this kind of killer, I would probably be killed before I could even react.
"Senior sister, be careful."
She sent a message to Ziying.
"Don't worry, Junior Sister. Before my injury was healed, he was indeed very difficult to deal with. But now, he is definitely not my opponent."
Ziying walked into the formation while messaging Yun Xiangwan.
"In that case, Senior Sister, let's follow the original plan."
"Okay, Junior Sister, just watch me perform for you."
Hearing this, Yun Xiangwan's mouth drooped, and then she grabbed Zhao Yucheng's arm, looking nervous and worried.
"Uncle Junior Master, although Elder Leng of the Seven Killing Sect is very strong, my master is not weak either. She will win."
Zhao Yucheng comforted Yun Xiangwan seriously.
Yun Xiangwan nodded, but the worry in her eyes could still be seen.
The sect ranking competition officially begins!
Elder Leng's attack was so bizarre and unpredictable that his body seemed to have merged with the air and even his silhouette could not be detected.
Ziying was severely suppressed from the beginning and could only passively accept the attacks, completely unable to fight back.
“Bang!”
Ziying could only use the ice spiritual power to transform into a shield and block in front of herself.
Elder Leng's magic weapon is a pair of scimitars. Where the blades meet the ice shield, ice flowers fly everywhere. As his spiritual power surges, the air twists and turns.
Off the court.
"Elder Lou, who do you think will be the final winner?"
The great elder of Guiyuan Sect suddenly asked Lou Yue who was standing beside him.
Lou Yue stroked his beard lightly, squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Ziying who was retreating step by step under the attack of Elder Leng in the field, then smiled.
"Does the Great Elder think there will be unexpected results?"
As expected, Elder Leng would naturally win.
“Fairy Ziying seems to be outmatched, but I always feel that she is still holding back and not trying her best.”
The Great Elder seemed to be thinking about something.
Damn! These two have some good eyesight.
Yun Xiangwan's heart skipped a beat. How did he know that?
"Hehehe... The Great Elder really has confidence in Sister Ziying, but I don't think so."
The sweet laughter of the pink-dressed lady instantly turned the tense atmosphere into pink bubbles.
The Great Elder stood still as a mountain, still staring at the battle situation on the field, not affected by the woman in pink at all.
"Humph! You're still as unromantic as ever."
The woman in pink felt ignored and leaned on Pei Yu's shoulder in grievance.
"Master, I love you..."
Pei Yu quickly reached out and pulled the woman in pink into his arms. The affectionate look on their faces made Yun Xiangwan immediately want to move a bed over for them.
The battle must be more exciting than the two on the ring.
"Ghost Shadow Seven Kills!"
In the field, Elder Leng suddenly shouted loudly.
Immediately afterwards, seven identical Leng elders appeared around Ziying.
Upon seeing this, Ziying held the ice shield in one hand and her own spiritual sword in the other, ready for battle.
At this moment, the seven cold elders attacked Ziying together. Every move was murderous, like an airtight net that covered Ziying.
Ziying kept trying to resist, but suddenly, the ground collapsed and several vines sprang out from it, hooking her hands and feet and pulling her down.
Elder Leng actually has dual spiritual roots of earth and wood!
“Swish, swish, swish…”
Vines continued to emerge, and soon wrapped Ziying into a cocoon.
"Jueying Qisha - Meteorite!"
Upon seeing this, Elder Leng curled up a cruel and bloodthirsty smile, then he put his seven swords together as one, holding two swords in his hands, and fiercely rushed towards the cocoon!
Just when the tip of his knife was just inches away from Ziying, the cocoon was suddenly frozen inch by inch, and even the tip of the knife was covered with ice flowers.
Elder Leng's face changed drastically. He wanted to put away his knife, but the spiritual energy in his body seemed to be frozen.
Although it is only a short stagnation of less than a breath, it is also fatal to a Nascent Soul cultivator!
Ziying's sword instantly enlarged in his eyes, and with a "puff" sound, it slit his throat.
Blood splattered.
Elder Leng was horrified and immediately used a protective magic weapon. The bronze bell-like heavenly magic weapon immediately covered him, and Ziying was bounced away.
She did a backflip to release the remaining strength, then pointed her sword at the Holy Buddha.
"Old bald donkey, do you dare to fight me?"
As she spoke, a glaring red slowly overflowed from the corner of her mouth, adding a bit of sadness and beauty.
The pale blue light on his body flickered, and his breath was unstable, as if he was about to fall from mid-air at any time.
It seems that in the battle with Elder Leng just now, although she seriously injured her opponent, she was also at the end of her strength.
"Since Fairy Ziying has invited me, I will accept the challenge."
While the Holy Buddha was speaking, he had already arrived beside Ziying.
It seemed that she was not given any chance to recover and breathe.
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