"What are you looking at?" Before Gu Xizhan could answer, he heard a female voice sound, and the two looked up at the same time, only to see Wushu holding a rusty sword and walking over with straw sandals.

"I've seen Uncle Wushu. Raising his hand to stop Gu Xizhan from getting up, Wushu looked at the blood stains on the other party's body, put his hand on her left shoulder, and said in a rambling voice: "Hug Yuan Shouyi." ”

Gu Xizhan just wanted to say something, but when he heard this, he swallowed his words back again, closed his eyes and breathed.

Under the inducement of the exercises, the aura poured into her body like a tide, and when it passed through the damaged meridians, it inevitably caused a slight tingling.

Seeing that her brows were slightly furrowed, Wushu gently clasped her fingers on her shoulder, and the warm water spiritual power flowed into Gu Xizhan's body from her fingertips, slowly healing the other party's dark wounds.

Although the water spiritual power is gentle, but reopening the occlusion and repairing the defect still makes her feel the pain of a blunt knife cutting the flesh, Gu Xizhan subconsciously gritted her teeth, and the cold sweat of the bean slid down her side face, washing out the blood stains on her face one after another.

The sharp pain like a maggot attached to the bone reached its peak when the water spiritual power removed the remaining flames in her meridians, and she had already unconsciously bit her lip, and blood snaked down her chin.

When the last trace of fire was removed, Wushu quickly withdrew his hand, clicked on her a few times, and then turned his fingers into palms and slapped her third thoracic vertebrae.

At this beat, Gu Xizhan only felt that her spine was almost about to break, and the intense pain washed away her self-control, and the female cultivator couldn't hold on any longer, and after opening her mouth and squirting out a mouthful of viscous black and red serum, she began to cough irrepressibly violently.

"Senior Sister Hengming......" Her description at this time was too tragic, Shen Qian was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to step forward, but was stopped.

"Don't worry. The corners of Wushu's mouth smiled, she was playing with a tattered black flake, and she didn't care much about looking at Gu Xizhan's heart-rending cough, for a long time, waiting for the other party's breath to calm down, she asked, "How do you feel?"

Wiping away the blood foam from her mouth and nose, the female cultivator, whose face looked much better, bowed down and thanked: "It's no big deal, thank you uncle." ”

At this time, Shen Qianzhi also reacted, Uncle Wushu's shot was to force out the blood stasis in Senior Sister Hengming's body, but the technique was a little too violent, and he felt a faint pain in his spine just by looking at it.

Feeling the fluctuation of Gu Xizhan's spiritual power, Wushu secretly put her mind at ease, she reached out and pressed it lightly, and a thin column of water appeared out of thin air, pouring the female cultivator thoroughly from top to bottom.

Gu Xizhan wiped her face, and the red water flowed down from the hem of her clothes, seeping into the ground, not a drop was left, and the clothes on her body returned to their pale color.

She took her left hand with her right hand and rubbed it from wrist to fingertip, and the tattered strip of cloth immediately fell off, revealing smooth and intact skin, and all other wounds on her body were restored.

Her eyes slipped around her, and Wushu was finally satisfied, she laughed, and threw the flake in her hand over before Gu Xizhan opened her mouth to thank her.

"This is a stone, you take the forging sword. ”

At the same time, Gu Xizhan heard her voice, [Take it, you won it.] ］

Catching Lishi, he felt an extra storage bag in his sleeve, Gu Xizhan was silent, and thanked him again, "Thank you, uncle." ”

Waving his hand impatiently, Wushu repeated the topic at the beginning, "You're looking at Boy Xie." Without waiting for the two to answer, she said to herself: "The victory is almost decided." ”

Hearing this, the two turned their heads to look at the competition platform, only to see that during the time that Gu Xizhan was healing, the competition had entered a white-hot stage-

It should have suffered a lot of losses at the hands of the male cultivator, Chu Yunwan's expression was a little crazy at this time, her facial muscles were slightly distorted, there were a few more bloodshots on the whites of her eyes, and her carefully cleaned hair bun was also messy, and one after another metal arrows shot out from the ground of the competition platform, the speed was getting faster and faster, but it was gradually chaotic.

Xie Ke swung his sword and slashed the arrows one by one, and suddenly approached Chu Yunwan from time to time, leaving a lot of sword wounds on her body, which seemed to be at ease.

For this situation, Gu Xizhan was not surprised, before the reconstruction, Xie Ke's strength was stronger than Chu Yunwan's showmanship, and after being taught by the master for a few years, she didn't think that his strength would decline.

However, since Chu Yunwan was born in the Jiuyun Chu clan, it means that it ......

At this moment, Chu Yunwan suddenly stopped, she threw out a silk cloth to block the male cultivator's attack, and immediately closed her eyes, chanting words in her mouth, and at the same time drawing a somewhat strange pattern in front of her with both hands.

Seeing this, the faces of the people who knew the Chu clan were more or less clear.

However, even if she used that trick...... Recalling the performance of the two of them, many Cangyi elders secretly shook their heads in their hearts.

Several people glanced at each other, and they all understood what the other party was thinking: it seemed that this face was lost.

On the competition platform, the sword body was as clear as autumn water, and the cold light appeared, and the silk cloth was directly poked into the hole, and the silk cloth trembled, falling to the ground like an ordinary rag, revealing the person it was blocking.

Xie Ke's eyes reflected the color of the sword, and he didn't hesitate for a moment, and swung the sword out, Ling was like a hook moon, and even rubbed a loud sound with the air.

Seeing that she was about to be slashed, Chu Yunwan suddenly opened her eyes, and she gently hooked the pattern in front of her.

As if the pause button had been pressed, Xie Ke's movements stopped suddenly, although it was only for a short moment, it was enough for the female cultivator to escape from his attack range.

Seeing this, there were a lot of sighs around him, and some people even began to ridicule the male cultivator, Shen Qianzhi smacked his lips, "I can catch up, this Chu Yunwan is not bad." ”

"It's just a little bit of skin. ”

Hearing this, Shen Qianzhi turned his head to look at it, and when he saw that Gu Xizhan was still looking at the competition expressionlessly, he laughed, "Yes." ”

As a descendant of the Chu family, if the foundation of the Great Perfection can't grasp a little bit of fur, it is really ridiculous and generous.

The Chu clan belongs to the family of law cultivators, and one of their most important secret techniques is "shadow control".

As the name suggests, they can manipulate people by manipulating the shadow, and when they practice to the back, the shadow will be injured, and the corresponding part of the person being manipulated will also have scars.

The shadow controller can make his own shadow exchange, so as to escape the attack, and can also let the shadow of others be independent of the main body, and attack the main body, and even the master of secret arts, even in the absence of a shadow, can also peel the shadow from the other party, which is very terrifying.

But at this time, all Chu Yunwan could do was to slightly block the other party's actions, and there was still a time limit.

As expected, although the action would stall from time to time, Xie Ke quickly mastered the rhythm, and even forced the female cultivator to control the shadow every time, when he collected the sword.

The control of the shadow consumes a lot of spiritual power, watching more and more cold sweat rolling down Chu Yunwan's forehead, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that this competition is almost over.

Chu Yunwan was also very aware of this, she looked at the male cultivator who was even a little relaxed and comfortable opposite, and then thought about her possible embarrassed posture, and there was resentment in her eyes.

She was not reconciled.

Losing to an unknown person with no background, she is not willing at all!

Chu Yunwan bit his lip unconsciously, the well-shaped lip flap lost its color, and the thumb and index finger of his left hand rubbed unconsciously.

But that thing...... She hesitated a little, but in a trance, she felt a sharp pain in her left arm, and the blood quickly gathered on the turned flesh and suddenly spilled to the ground.

Chu Yunwan screamed, she covered her left arm, her eyes were red, staring at the red on the male cultivator's body, and finally made up her mind.

The sudden appearance of powerful coercion caused many disciples to vomit blood and fall into a coma on the spot, and most of the remaining people were also overwhelmed and unable to move.

Wushu frowned, and waved her sleeves to disperse the coercion on Ling Xiao's disciples; Gu Xizhan's eyes condensed, she clenched the hilt of her sword, and the sword body was even half unsheathed; Kou Si, who was not far away, widened her eyes, looked at the sky above the competition platform, and exclaimed:

"It's a rune treasure?!"