Seeing Mu Yanran swallowing the Baicao Pill, the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect immediately understood the reason.

Baicao Dan, as the name suggests, is an elixir refined by Xiaoyao Sect from a hundred kinds of mild and cool grasses.

In addition to strengthening the body and prolonging life, it also has a peculiar wonder, that is, it can solve a hundred kinds of poison, if it is poisoned by other poisons, Baicao Dan can also delay its toxicity and slow onset.

It's just that such a miraculous elixir is extremely rare and complicated, whether it is workmanship or herbal medicine, and the inner disciples can only receive one a year.

"Oh? Want to have a quick fight with me? Seeing Mu Yanran's action of swallowing the Baicao Pill, Ming Chen saw through his thoughts at a glance.

Her poisonous needle will definitely not be able to solve the toxicity with Baicao Pill alone, so the other party is so eager to end this battle, and if it drags on until the toxicity attacks, the result is of course self-evident.

"Senior sister is a good chess player, junior sister, I naturally have to go all out." Mu Yanran, whose face softened, said calmly.

Although there are still some fine beads of sweat on her forehead, and her face is a little pale, but at this moment, her face is much better than just now.

"Hmph." With a cold snort of disdain, Ming Chen untied the sleeve crossbow in his hand and threw it to the ground with an expressionless face.

Mu Yanran, who didn't know what she meant, could only watch the changes in place with secret vigilance.

"In that case, let's make a move to determine the winner." Ming Chen suddenly propped up one hand on the ground, and the other hand that was raised was frantically absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

And a steady stream of spiritual power emanated from the hand she had placed on the ground. Derived towards the ground.

The fluctuation of the spiritual power and its strong force caused the entire platform to tremble, and the sensational platform seemed to be about to be unable to withstand this strong force.

Such a strong spiritual power fluctuation made Mu Yanran's face change suddenly, and she took a few steps back in shock when she found the golden light in Ming Chen's eyes and the outline that gradually appeared in midair.

"Is this spiritual power still this silhouette?" Seeing Ming Chen in the platform acting so desperately. Yueyi was stunned and lost his voice.

"What is it?" Mo Kongjing, who secretly screamed in his heart, asked.

After seeing Ming Chen's actions like that, she already had a bad premonition in her heart, and she didn't dare to take the full blow of the monk of the Dan period!

Although they are both in the Dan period, Yan Ran is only the strength of the early stage of Dan formation, and now it seems that the other party's strength is obviously higher than her.

"Lost research ink heart!" The sharp-eyed Poria shouted loudly. At the moment she shouted, Ming Chen's spell had formed the final encirclement.

Lost in research?

How does the name feel familiar?

With a flash of inspiration, Mo Kongjing thought of the move that Yue Yi used at that time. I heard that this is also a form of meridian acupuncture, Yanran should have a way to deal with it!

Raising her head eagerly, she was secretly relieved when she saw the figure on the platform without the slightest panic. Since there is no panic. This means that everything is still under Yanran's control, right?

This is a spectacular scene, countless leaping silver needles spin in the air, and the tiny silver needles are like sharp knives when they turn up, although they are small, but their lethality should not be underestimated!

Facing the overwhelming and swept silver needles, Mu Yanran just took two steps back unhurriedly and took a slight breath. The silver needle in her hand began to leap around her.

The spiritual power flowing from the fingertips enveloped those leaping silver needles, as the nine curved silver needles flew. The silver light mixed with the light purple spiritual power light made it even more secluded and beautiful.

While the nine-curved silver needles are flying, they are not only protecting her body from those tiny needles from hurting her, but also forming their own encirclement!

When the nine silver needles flew, they had already driven the light purple spiritual power that lingered on their bodies.

Gradually, the nine-curved silver needle no longer flew around her, but began to rotate at a dizzying speed with itself as its origin.

"Are you going to use the Nine Turns Golden Wheel to deal with my lost ink heart?" Ming Chen, who felt ridiculous, smiled a little weirdly.

The third form in the meridian acupuncture is the most lethal but also the most difficult to learn, and if the nine-turn golden wheel can achieve six turns, it is already extraordinary, even if she herself has studied and practiced hard for many years, at this time, she can only control five turns at the same time at most.

However, the five-turn golden wheel may be able to fight against her infertile ink heart, but it can't resist so many tiny silver needles at all.

The junior sister in front of her, who had never met before, actually wanted to use the Nine Turns to deal with her loss of research and inkheart?

Ridiculous, ridiculous!

Although he was trying his best to deny the other party in his heart, he had already begun to panic involuntarily tomorrow morning.

Her needles couldn't get close to the other party's body at all, and her needles were already faintly driven by the other party's silver needles!

No, it can't be!

How could she possibly control nine golden chakras at the same time!

No matter how hard Ming Chen denies it, the facts will not change because of a person's disbelief.

The nine silver needles had already turned to a terrifying speed at some point, and even faintly formed the appearance of a golden wheel.

Ming Chen's lost ink heart is to manipulate countless needles to gradually spread out from the center point in the style of an ink painting, but this time Ming Chen's all-out efforts caused her to spread the needles too far and wide.

Each of these needles required her spiritual power to manipulate, and just now she was only thinking about using powerful spells to force her to submit.

However, she ignored the most important point, the number of silver needles was too large, and it was not enough to rely on her own spiritual power.

There were too many silver needles, but her spiritual power couldn't control them, so at this moment, Mu Yanran's nine-turn golden wheel could already drive her needles to attack her in turn!

Looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief, watching his needles flying towards him mercilessly, Ming Chen's face suddenly became very ugly, and his feet began to retreat step by step.

But no matter how she dodged or retreated, her embarrassment was already in stark contrast to Mu Yanran, who was at ease.

Her needles had long since stopped listening, and turned to her.

"Ahh Seeing the overwhelming needles coming head-on with the nine golden wheels, Ming Chen subconsciously stepped back and stepped on a void.

If you fall off the platform, you will naturally lose.

Grabbing the platform with one hand, Ming Chen was tormented in pain.

After going up, she had to face not only the incredible nine-turn golden wheel, but also her own lost research heart.

When countless silver needles flew in, she had nowhere to hide except to be pierced into a hedgehog, and she could never think of a second result.

His fingers were holding the platform with difficulty to support the weight of his whole body, and at this moment, Ming Chen, who could obviously rely on his own strength to go up, had a slight retreat in his heart.

How embarrassing is it to go up and be pierced into a hedgehog, or because of your own needle?

Thinking like this, her hand suddenly let go, and she could only choose to let go, expressing her willingness to admit defeat in such a form.

But to everyone's surprise, just as she was ready to fall tomorrow morning, the hand she let go was grabbed by the man on the platform.

The body was brought to the platform by a force, and Ming Chen, who subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his head, was stunned, the silver needle that had been waiting for a long time did not appear, and when she put down her hands, she found that the platform was empty.

There was nothing but the purple figure standing in front of her.

"Why?" Speechless, she looked up at the beautiful smile in a daze.

(To be continued.) )