Seeing the huge spiritual power bombarded, a trace of disdain flashed in Fang Zinian's eyes, he snorted lightly, and gently spit out a few words, "I can't help myself!" ”

"Boom!"

But seeing Fang Zinian wave behind him, the huge paper fan in the sky suddenly shook slightly, the dark yellow energy flashed, and the illusory fists that had been falling all gathered together in an instant, and an incomparably huge fist was formed in the blink of an eye.

Looking at this appearance, Zi Li's face in the audience changed suddenly, and without thinking about it, his figure rushed out for the first time, and a golden flame flew out in his hand......

"Boom!"

The huge fist in the sky smashed down, a huge roar sounded, accompanied by the golden sea of fire in front of him, the entire competition platform was shrouded in violent energy, and everyone was slightly stunned.

What happened? Why is there a flame?!

As the flames gradually dissipated, on the competition platform, the violent energy gradually dissipated, and everyone faintly saw a few figures, Zi Li stretched out his hand to grab Bo Yue, and his figure rose directly into the air, slowly falling from above.

"Sister Purple ......"

It wasn't until her toes touched the ground that Bo Yue reacted, looked at Zi Li who was suddenly in front of her with some surprise, and muttered.

"Are you alright?" Zi Li glanced back at Bo Yue and asked lightly.

"No, it's fine!" Bo Yue looked at Zi Li and shook her head, but there was a hint of joy in her heart, she thought that she would definitely be seriously injured under Fang Zinian's attack, but she didn't expect Zi Li to block all this for her at the last moment.

"Fang Zinian, the fourth-rank lower god, very proud?" After confirming that Bo Yue was fine, Zi Li let go of Bo Yue, stepped forward, looked up at Fang Zinian opposite, and said slowly.

Fang Zinian looked at the woman who suddenly appeared, frowning slightly, "Who are you?" ”

"Jin Yanfeng, Zi Li!"

"Jin Yanfeng?!" When Fang Zinian heard these three words, he was slightly surprised.

However, at this time, when the people in the audience heard Zili report to her home, there was a burst of stumbling discussions.

"I remember! This Zi Li is the woman who has just been accepted as a personal disciple by the three elders! ”

"Actually favored by the three elders? Won't this woman be a forger in the future?! ”

"Huh...... It's hard to say whether he can become a forger, this Zi Li doesn't have a talent level, it's just a waste! ”

"God is unfair, such a waste is actually a forging master's physique!"

Hearing this, there were already many people who kept making a sound of regret and indignation, and in the entire square, some people became disciples of the Chiyan Sect after passing the assessment of the Chiyan Sect with Zi Li, and naturally they were also clear about Zi Li's lack of any talent level.

But because of such a waste without any talent level, Jiang Sheng, the peak master of Jin Yanfeng, who was the most difficult to worship in the Chiyan Sect, was accepted as a personal disciple, such news was obviously unconvincing for many people.

There are even some people who think that Zi Li completely relied on that beautiful appearance and used unsightly means to bribe the Great Elder, which reluctantly allowed Zi Li to enter Jin Yanfeng.

"The third elder's personal disciple?" Fang Zinian looked at Zi Li, there was obviously a trace of hesitation in his eyes, of course he knew all kinds of rumors about Zi Li, this month, Zi Li had almost become a hot figure in the Chiyan Sect, good or bad.

However, Fang Zinian is no better than other disciples, he doesn't understand the situation, he has been in the Chiyan Sect for more than ten years, and he also understands the temper of the ten elders of the Chiyan Sect to some extent, and among them, he understands that with the temper of the three elders, it is absolutely impossible to accept Zi Li as a personal disciple because of the so-called bribery.

After all, the special profession of forging master made Jiang Sheng have a lot of arrogance in his heart, how could he easily accept someone as his personal disciple, this is a matter related to the inheritance of the mantle.

Knowing this, Fang Zinian was even more convinced that Zi Li was not as simple as it seemed, and looking at Zi Li, Fang Zinian gradually became vigilant in his heart.

"Sister Zi, you have to be careful!" Bo Yue looked at the two who were already in a confrontation, there was a faint hint of worry in her eyes, and whispered to Zi Li, but she turned around and jumped off the competition platform.

"I'll go! Miss, why did you run down like this? Qi Chen passed by the competition platform, and originally had no interest in these, but when he looked at Zi Li and Bo Yue on the stage, he stopped directly, and saw Bo Yue jump off the competition platform directly, and immediately walked directly in front of Bo Yue and scolded.

Bo Yue saw Qi Chen, swept over with a glare, and said coquettishly, "You know a yarn, I'm dragging Sister Zi back on it!" ”

In the face of the fourth-grade lower god, and even if she had an immortal high-grade spirit weapon on her body, there was no way to go through twenty moves, and she stayed on the competition platform, so she could only cause trouble for Zi Li.

"It's over, it's over, it's over, Sister Zili has just been in the sect for more than half a month, you let a first-grade subordinate god fight with a fourth-grade subordinate god, isn't that looking for abuse?" Qi Chen didn't care about Bo Yue's words, he stood in place, constantly walking around, looking like a hot pot ant.

"A subordinate god? You're okay with your eyes, right? Bo Yue looked at Qi Chen with a strange expression, slowly approached Qi Chen, and spoke.

"What are you going to do? Brother, I don't sell my body! Looking at Bo Yue, who was suddenly approaching, Qi Chen immediately protected his chest with both hands, stared at the other party vigilantly, and hid a little farther back.

Bo Yue glanced at Qi Chen directly, stood on tiptoe, stretched out his hand and dragged Qi Chen's head directly, and unceremoniously twisted it in the direction of the competition platform, even the people next to him could hear Qi Chen's neck bone click, looked at Bo Yue, and quietly moved a few steps away.

"Keep your eyes open and see clearly, what kind of strength Sister Zi has!" Bo Yue didn't care what other people's eyes were, and said a word directly to Qi Chen.

Qi Chen turned his head so rudely by Bo Yue, grinned in pain, and kept scolding Bo Yue, the barbaric eldest lady, in his heart.

However, at this time, Zi Li on the stage had already been entangled with Fang Zinian, but when he saw that on the stage, Zi Li was covered in golden flames, like a god of war, his face was condensed, and Fang Zinian on the opposite side actually showed a solemn and serious look at this time.

"Three, the three lower gods? How is this possible?! Qi Chen's eyes widened and he looked at Zi Li on the stage, that breath was not weaker than the breath on Bo Yue's body, and even a little stronger.