The soft whip in Su Yi's hand was similar to Yang Cripple's soft whip, both made of snake skin.

But the difference is that the soft whip in Yang Cripple's hand is made of intact snakeskin.

On closer inspection, the soft whip reveals that the snakeskin was cut and sewn.

Su Yi casually threw the whip to Shen Xiaoyun, he had no interest in this kind of weapon.

Seeing the snake skin, Su Yi remembered, why didn't the Lu family seem to send someone over to participate in the secret realm selection?

With such a question, Su Yi looked at Jin Shengshui.

"Hmph, the Lu family could have sent Lu Xuan over to participate!"

Jin Shengshui responded with a sneer.

Su Yi was suddenly dumbfounded.

The scene of Lu Xuan breaking his leg by him couldn't help but come to mind.

No wonder Lu Huaxian hated him so much, and co-authored him for at least three years.

After a while, it was the turn of Daoist Ziyan to play.

"Little Daoist Ziyan, come on!"

Shen Xiaoyun clenched his fists to cheer for Daoist Ziyan.

Su Yi and the others also followed Ziyan to his competition venue.

After the two sides exchanged names, the referee announced the start of the competition.

Daoist Ziyan's opponent is called Lu Jinhao, and it can be seen from the figure he casts that he is practicing the inner fist method.

Drink.

As soon as the referee's voice fell, Lu Jinhao rushed forward with a burst of cheers.

Facing Lu Jinhao, who was like a fierce tiger, Daoist Ziyan was not moved at all, his eyebrows were lowered, and he was chanting words in his mouth.

Seeing that Lu Jinhao had already approached, he saw Ziyan suddenly pinching out a handprint in front of him.

Bang.

Lu Jinhao seemed to have hit an iron plate, and the whole person maintained a very strange shape and paused halfway to rush over.

Wow.

The onlookers were in an uproar.

"Little Taoist is so powerful?"

"Isn't this just that you have reached the realm of following your words?"

"What do you say, didn't you see that he had been reciting the method for a long time just now!"

For a while, there was everything that the lively people said.

"Su Yi, Ziyan, what kind of exercise is this!

I didn't see how he did it last time!"

Shen Xiaoyun tugged at Su Yi and asked in a low voice.

I've seen a lot of things these days, and she can also say a few words that are unique to martial arts people.

"It should be his body protector!"

Su Yi shook his head, indicating that he was not sure.

Because of the purple

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The spell Yan had just cast was not aimed at him, so he could only sense the approximate effect of the spell.

If he was in the demon realm at this time, then he could see Ziyan's magic very thoroughly.

"Hmph, what kind of demon method are you!"

Lu Jinhao came to his senses and shouted angrily.

He was so embarrassed just now.

"This is not a demon method, but a practice that I practice!"

Ziyan didn't pay attention to his sarcasm, just stood there indifferently.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Lu Jinhao rushed up again, his fists dancing with thunder, and his body was as fast as a running bull.

It's just that no matter how hard it shakes its fist, Ziyan never let him get close.

After a stick of incense, Lu Jinhao was already tired and out of breath.

"No, you can come down! I haven't even touched a single hair after fighting for a long time!"

"This little Taoist priest is beautiful, you grin your teeth and scare people again!"

Lu Jinhao didn't do anything for a long time, and there were already people who were impatient and heckling in the crowd watching the battle next to him.

Lu Jinhao, who said a few words, blushed and looked at Ziyan through gritted teeth.

Yikes.

Lu Jinhao slapped his chest in anger.

I saw that his face was as white as blood for a moment, and the whole person swelled violently.

"Damn, this guy is going to be desperate!"

There were people in the crowd who knew the Lu family's exercises, and they suddenly screamed.

His changes also attracted the attention of Jin Shengshui and others.

Because after the change in his body, Lu Jinhao's momentum has also undergone a great change.

The whole person stood there like a tank ready to go.

"Jin Lao!"

The man behind him whispered in his ear.

Jin Shengshui nodded slightly without squinting.

"Brother, what's going on?"

As soon as Su Luchen came out of the tent, he saw the scene in front of him.

"It should be the retrograde true qi that makes the body in a state of explosion in a short period of time, which is a bit similar to the skill of wanting to go berserk!"

How to return skills?

There was no problem with Su Yi's analysis, but his explanation Su Luchen didn't understand.

"You better admit defeat, it's not good for your health!"

At this time, Ziyan in the field did not turn Lu Jinhao into fright, but persuaded him calmly.

"Hmph, let's see the kung fu of my subordinates!"

As he spoke, Lu Jinhao suddenly rushed up.

Ziyan shook slightly when she saw this

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shook his head, and the dust on his hand suddenly dispersed in the air.

Su Yi only felt that an invisible restraining force was heading straight towards Lu Jinhao, which was similar to the Taoist priest's impatience just now.

Well?

Lu Jinhao suddenly felt stupid, and an invisible force was bound in place.

Under the shaking, I found that my hands and feet had been firmly trapped.

The main thing is that he can't see anything in his eyes, and this feeling is really indescribable.

In fact, this situation is relatively simple.

As long as you can do internal strength, you can easily get out of trouble.

But Lu Jinhao should have no experience in tacticians, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

Ziyan smiled slightly, obviously not planning to give him a chance.

I saw him chanting in his mouth, and shaking off the dust in his hand.

Lu Kim was thrown out of the ring by an invisible force.

"Take!"

Ziyan saluted Lu Jinhao and the referee respectively, and Shi Shiran walked back to them.

"Amazing, can you teach me when you're free?"

As soon as Ziyan came back, Shen Xiaoyun came up.

The magic he used just now was really eye-opening for him.

Shen Xiaoyun never thought that beating people could also use this method.

"You're going to become a monk too?"

Ziyan looked at Shen Xiaoyun with a smile.

"I'm going to have to go home!"

Shen Xiaoyun asked in surprise, his eyes unconsciously aimed in Su Yi's direction.

And Su Yi was explaining to Su Luchen what skills were at this time, and he didn't pay attention to Shen Xiaoyun's behavior at all.

The competition is still fierce.

Pan Long and Pan Hu of the Pan family, Wu Chong and Wu Jin of the Wu family, and Chen Xiao of the Chen family all entered the final round of the competition.

However, after the end of the second round, the heads of each family found the organizers led by Jin Shengshui and held a temporary meeting.

After the memories were over, Jin Shengshui called Su Yi and Ziyan over with a serious expression.

"What's that look on your face?"

After entering the tent, Su Yi couldn't help but ask when he saw Jin Shengshui's face unswerving.

"Hmph, it's too much of a deception!"

Jin Shengshui slapped the table and roared angrily.

For a moment, there was silence in the tent, and a pin drop could be heard.

"What's the matter, this is such a big anger!"

The people around Jin Shengshui were silent, and only Su Yi dared to ask.

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