Several vines stretched out from the flowers and attacked Ye Lang, the sharp thorns were like upside-down blades, entwined together, wanting to stab Ye Lang, unloading the heavy Ye Lang, the body was as light as a swallow, and had disappeared in place before the vines arrived, the vines fell into the air with a blow, went straight to the ground, splashed a layer of stones, the aftermath was not exhausted, even the dust had not fallen, the vines changed direction, and attacked Ye Lang again, threatening to pierce her. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ye Lang clenched his fists, the wind broke again, and the aura spread, attacking the vines like a volcanic eruption, the wood made fire, the vines were still caught in the fire of the prairie fire, and the vigorous elephant was burned to ashes, and even burned into the flowers, startling pieces of petals, showing a trend of destruction; Cen Haitang how could Ye Lang succeed so well, the petals were like rain, sprinkled to the burning place, wanting to extinguish the burning flames, Ye Lang was not idle, seeing that the effect of the fire was good, he raised his fists again, drew a wall of fire around his body to defend, held a palm in one hand, entered spiritual power, and went towards the most lush flowers, bringing up layers of fire waves, which were bound to burn all the begonia flowers on the field.

Cen Haitang may have never met such a person, without any scruples to pour out her spiritual power to destroy her begonia flowers, and the petals she wanted to get close to Ye Lang's side were blocked from the wall of fire, and she couldn't get close at all, every time she disappeared a flower, she felt that her spiritual power disappeared a little, and her figure hidden in the flower would be forced out sooner or later.

Ye Lang looked at the begonia flowers that had disappeared half of the field on the field, and the spiritual power in her body was only one-third, if it was someone else, I am afraid that she would not be able to support it, but she was different, her palms came out again, and attacked the place where the aura was the strongest.

"Damn!" Before Cen Haitang could come up with a countermeasure, his body was forced out by Ye Lang, even if he did a good job of defense, he was still burned by the flames, and the begonia flowers on the field had withered into a formation.

Cen Haitang swept the place where Ye Lang was, with anger in her eyes, it seemed that she was going to use the last move, although she was not skilled enough to use it, and it was extremely harmful, but only this trick could save the defeat: "Flowers in the wind." ”

The remaining begonia flowers on the field slowly withered, and countless begonia petals floated all over the martial arts field, and the rich fragrance of flowers was refreshing.

"This ......" Lou Qingsu looked at Cen Ying.

Cen Ying, who was originally lazy and lazy, sat up immediately when Cen Haitang used this trick, the worry in her eyes was undisguised, and she couldn't wait to stop this girl's nonsense, but it was just a small competition between sects, and she didn't need to fight for her life.

The biggest reliance on the fragrance of flowers in the wind is not the fragrance, but the bell on Cen Haitang's feet, in the previous competition, Cen Haitang also used the bell to confuse the opponent, but at this time, it must be a small thing, when the bell rings, people fall into a state of indifference, in order to achieve a trance of their own doubt, and then use their own divine sense to attack the opponent's defenseless divine consciousness.

The divine consciousness of a cultivator is the weakest place, and it is also the best place to protect, if she is not careful, how can she bear the consequences of backlash as a disciple of the Qi refining period.

Ye Lang only felt that the flowers in front of him were spinning, and after the rich fragrance appeared, the spiritual power seemed to be suppressed, and it was used very slowly, as if the meridians had been reduced, and no matter how much spiritual energy could not be used immediately, and Cen Haitang, who used this trick, exhausted the spiritual power in his body, and relied on a consciousness to support his body.

The crisp bell rang again, with a little poignant.

There was a roar in her head, countless voices called her name, more and more petals in front of her, and finally turned into a darkness, in the endless darkness, there was no human figure in sight, only the loneliness of nothingness.

This is the moment! Cen Haitang finally found an opportunity, and the divine consciousness needle hit Ye Lang's brain directly.

As soon as she came into contact with Ye Lang's divine sense, Cen Haitang felt that the wisp of divine consciousness that had been separated was instantly swallowed, and before it could be cut off, it was affected to herself, and the coercion like a wave hit her, even more terrifying than her master Cen Ying, her chest was churning inward, blood spurted out, and a beautiful arc was drawn.

Lost!

This was the only thought Cen Haitang had before he fell into darkness!

At this time, Ye Lang breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, her heart was determined, and she would no longer be affected by the picture of her previous life, so she was not completely confused by the sound of the bell and lost consciousness, and when Cen Haitang's divine consciousness entered her mind, she would calculate, even if it was the divine consciousness that stepped into the foundation building period with half a foot, it was vulnerable in front of her, not only devouring Cen Haitang's divine consciousness, but also attacking Cen Haitang's divine consciousness.

"Begonia!" When Cen Haitang fell into a coma, Cen Ying couldn't sit still, and fell in front of Cen Haitang from top to bottom, and immediately reached into his divine sense to check Cen Haitang's condition.

After seeing that Cen Haitang's injury was three points heavier than estimated, Cen Ying was a little unconvinced, her consciousness was seriously damaged, and she was in trouble when she recovered, she looked at Ye Lang with sharp eyes, Begonia could be injured to such an extent, it must have nothing to do with her, if she didn't repair her divine sense, she would not be able to build a foundation in recent years, and even in the future, this is a thing that destroys people's foundations, I didn't expect this little girl to be so vicious.

Ye Lang responded fearlessly to Cen Ying's gaze at her, what Cen Ying wanted, she knew it clearly, no one knew Cen Ying's selfish character better than her, for her own interests, she could do anything.

Mo said that this is a small comparison of the sect, and Cen Ying didn't dare to do anything to her in public, not to mention that Cen Haitang shot first to her death, she was just fighting back, and what is her identity, what is Cen Haitang's identity, a personal disciple of the ancestor of the Transformation Period and a disciple of Jindan Zhenren, with the status of the master, Cen Ying didn't dare to touch her at all, what was she afraid of.

Cen Ying was furious in her heart, this little girl actually dared to despise her so much, but in a small Qi refining period, she didn't take her in her eyes, and she was naturally dissatisfied with it, Cen Ying's coercion that belonged to Jindan Zhenren was instantly released and aimed at Ye Lang.

After all, Ye Lang's body still belongs to the Qi refining period, and for the powerful divine consciousness attack, although the divine consciousness has not been affected much, his body is a little unbearable, his legs are unstable, and he kneels on the ground alone, and blood is spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Seeing this, Lou Qingsu had a headache again, both of them are not easy to offend, after all, Cen Ying's identity is there, and she can't watch her bully her disciples, if the master uncle is held accountable, it will be even more embarrassing.

coughed lightly, and the figure immediately fell between the two, silently blocking Cen Ying's attack for Ye Lang.

"Senior sister, Begonia's injury is important, so don't delay treatment."

Seeing Lou Qingsu come forward, Cen Ying didn't want to go too far, retracted her sense, glanced at Ye Lang who was kneeling on the ground, and saw that she finally lowered her head, and the depression in her heart was released a little.

"Thank you for your kindness, since that's the case, then I'll take Begonia back first" Cen Ying looked at Lou Qingsu with a smile on her face, and left with Cen Haitang.

Ye Lang swallowed the fishy sweetness that surged up in his mouth, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, stood up casually, as if nothing had happened just now, and accepted everyone's gaze, Lou Qingsu's eyes were full of appreciation, no wonder such a child can be favored by his uncle.

The sect is small, after ten days, it is finally over!

The more than 30 disciples who entered the third competition, each of them obtained a lot of pills, weapons, and even the Yu Lu in the door has improved a lot, and their popularity and prestige have reached an extremely high point.

Things outside the body can work hard, but the experience on the road of cultivating immortals is a priceless treasure, and being able to get the guidance of their predecessors is something they dream of, and this is the most valuable reward that everyone thinks.

And the disciples who enter the top ten, the reward is even more generous, not only can they enter the Treasure Pavilion, but also get the personal guidance of the Yuanying True Monarch Pei Zai, although Pei Zai is not good at fighting, but the comprehension of the way of nature is also unmatched, if it is not for Pei Zai to deal with something, before returning to Zixiao, I am afraid there will be no such opportunity.

The two most enviable disciples, one is Ye Lang, who won the first place in the sect's Xiaobi, was able to enter the Burial Sword Valley, and became the only disciple of the Zixiao Sect to enter it with the cultivation of the Qi Refining Period for thousands of years, and the other is Pei Ling, who was accepted as a disciple by the first Yue Yan of the Tibetan Sword Peak, and his identity has also changed from an inconspicuous outer disciple to a hot inner disciple, and he has become an important training object of the Tibetan Sword Peak.

It is even rumored that Pei Ling's father-in-law is Pei Zai, because Pei Zai is not specialized in kendo himself, and he is not proficient in the way of swordsmanship, so he sent Pei Ling to the outer gate to practice, wanting him to enter the Tibetan Sword Peak by his own efforts, and now he finally got his wish and returned to Zixiao.

For Pei Ling, Ye Lang in her previous life had never heard of this name, and she didn't know that there was such a person, her rebirth had disturbed many predetermined trajectories, and she didn't care about it now; In addition, she won the first place in the sect competition, and the spirit stones that Lu Shu bet on her earned all three times as much, and pulled her back to buy back everything she fancied in the entire Fang City, where was there time for her to think about other problems, even Han Xuefeng did not go back.