The Immortal Lord of Nanqing was angry in the back, desperately trying to pull back the stupid young man who didn't know the height of the sky, but the Immortal Lord Yanyi and the Xuanran Immortal stood on both sides of him, one pressed one of his hands, and pressed him stiffly, Nanqing was aggrieved, and his eyes were all fierce to tear them apart, but Xuanran still leaned into his ear: "Believe him once, just try it." Immortal Lord Yan Yi also patted Nan Qing's shoulder on the side. Nan Qing glanced at the two of them, the fierce light in his eyes disappeared at once, and the whole person's originally stiff body suddenly seemed to melt and collapsed softly, but fortunately, it was the two people who supported him, and Nan Qing did not faint on the ground. The imperial doctor ordered by the Hades King had already bowed over with a medicine box, looking at the three immortals standing together, swallowing nervously and bowing, before the bow was finished, the immortal lord of Yanyi suddenly said coldly: "Don't bother sir, the two of us will personally heal him." The imperial physician looked at the appearance of these two immortals, and didn't know how to deal with it, stammered, and turned his head to seek help from the Hades, but turned his head and saw the Hades there looking at the martial arts arena with interest, and he didn't have time to care about himself at all, so he simply bowed his unfinished bow, and then turned around and left.

Yan Yi Immortal Lord and Xuan Ran Immortal stood up the unconscious Nan Qing, dragged him aside, put a blanket on him, bandaged the wound that was still bleeding, and then the two of them began to jointly exert mana on him, one blue and one pink, when the spiritual power was injected together, the two spiritual powers seemed to fight slightly in his body, Nan Qing felt a trace of pain, grinned, and looked a little funny.

Lin Yan didn't really think about how he should deal with this game until he really stood in the middle of the martial arts arena, he just wanted to look at Mo Xianmen's face and dignity, he didn't think about how to fight, he didn't think about how to win, he didn't know what kind of person this opponent in front of him was, he didn't know how he cultivated, he didn't know how his martial arts were, he didn't know if he could win back the No. 1 position in Kyushu for his master, and he didn't know if he would lose the face of Mo Xianmen again. It is unknown whether he will lose his name in this competition - there are many teenagers who are motivated, and there are no worries about thinking twice before doing things.

"Young Master Lin Yan plans to fight me with his bare hands?" The Sleeping Immortal Lord looked at the young man in a demented state for a while, and he didn't see any movement from him to take out his weapon.

"Huh? Hmm......" Lin Yan's left hand spread, and then a sword slowly transformed into shape. When the appearance of the sword was not fully revealed, the people present suddenly seemed to feel something, and some immortals who were not calm actually stood up all of a sudden, and the face of the Hades King also changed suddenly, and the sleeping immortal on the opposite side frowned slightly, and then quickly recovered, returning to the usual indifferent and desireless face. The appearance of the sword slowly flashed, and finally everyone was fortunate enough to see the honor of the sword, the aura around the body was dark blue like ghost fire, this aura was so powerful, and it was finally worthy of the battlefield that it had followed its director to fight on the battlefield and kill so many people. When the Musha Sword came out, everyone was a little amazed, after all, this Musha Sword, I had only heard its power and stories in the rumors, and in the Fairy Sword Record, roughly, vaguely, I had seen its appearance, as for its true appearance, probably only the people at the scene of the crime had seen it, and the people at the scene of the crime were probably dead.

The story of the blood flowing like a river of musha has passed, this fairy world Kyushu, even a child who has just begun to remember, has heard of it. When the immortals saw this sword, they were first amazed, and then began to whisper with some worry, doubt and fear, wasn't the young man who took this sword as his own sword already dead, why did this sword come out again. When Lin Yan jumped off the stage and was about to leave the stage, everyone saw it, he had the sword pinned to his waist, and the man and the sword jumped down together, how could there be such a thing when the person was gone, the sword came back, and it was used by others, unless this young man was Lin Yan back then.

"The spiritual power of the fairy sword is enough, no matter how big the aura is, the final ability can be exerted geometrically, the key is to look at the ability of the person holding the sword himself, this Jingjie general, it doesn't look too brilliant, presumably, it won't be how exciting it is."

"Yes, but after all, he is the general of the Mo Xianmen—this strength—"

"To be a general, you must rely on your own ability, haven't you heard, when this Nanmian Immortal Lord was here, he was kind to this young man in every way, and now he has changed to the Nanqing Immortal Lord, and he is even more favored - who knows who he is from the Nanmian Immortal Lord?"

"Looking at his age, isn't he the illegitimate child left by the romantic past of the Nanmian Immortal Lord?"

"This can't be nonsense, Immortal Lord Nanmian doesn't seem to know such a person."

"Huh? What kind of people are they? You don't know that people can't look like people? Huh? You see that this young man has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he is so handsome, maybe the Nanmian Immortal Lord is so good......"

"Then the Southern Qing Immortal Lord is also ......?"

"Hahaha......ha

"Enough! Immortal lords and immortals, this is the Heavenly Palace, these filthy words, filthy thoughts, all the immortal lords and immortals still hide in their hearts, and they go back and say it secretly, so as not to let others listen to it, but lose the face of their own immortals. Xuan Ran couldn't bear it anymore when he heard it over there, and said to the Immortal Lord of Yanyi: "I can't stand it anymore, you hold on for a while." ”

Xuanran Immortal Lord snatched a pot of tea from Xiaosheng who served the tea, and then put it in front of all the immortal lords and immortals, and the hot tea inside splashed out and splashed on those people's bodies, everyone was shocked, full of anger, but no one dared to say anything, there were too many words, but they wanted to offend the three immortal families of Wangmo Xianmen, Vain Xianmen, and Fengyue Xianmen. So I could only be indignant in my heart, and when I saw Xuan Ran turn around, I rolled my eyes behind him, and then spat - these immortal masters and immortals are of course those inconspicuous ones, and they can't be rated as one of the nine great immortal families in Kyushu. Dare to speak this kind of foul language, and there will be such filthy thoughts.

The young man on the field looked nervous and excited, and the way he clutched the sword in his hand tightly, he laughed at the originally very serious sleeping immortal.

"And that's it." The sword of the Sleeping Immortal Lord is really a first-class rare sword, and the body of the sword is a red aura, just like the ornament of the family of the Hanshan Immortal Gate. When the sword stabbed towards him, Lin Yan had already felt the aura of the sword, so he simply raised his eyes and subconsciously blocked it.

The two auras of red and blue were forced to comply, and before the two immortals could use their skills, an extremely strong beam of light had already appeared, and the eyes of the stabbing people were painful.

Young is young after all, the sword method of the sleeping fairy lord is spicy and very weird, the sword of the little boy of Fengqiao is fast, his sword is skillful, the foothold of each sword is beyond Lin Yan's imagination, and Nanqing has not taught himself very much, in the first few rounds, Lin Yan has adapted to it for a long time, and in the process of the competition, he ate a few of his tricks, and there were scars on his body, and there was a slight blood oozing out. The Yan Yi Immortal Lord and the Xuanran Immortal Lord on the side looked frightened, thinking that fortunately, Nanqing was asleep now and couldn't see anything, if he saw his apprentice being injured like this by others, he would definitely be like a violent lion, tearing his heart and killing that person.

In the process of fighting, there was a small episode, Lin Yan originally felt that it was nothing, and he didn't care too much - in the process of fighting, the red necklace that he tucked in it was accidentally exposed, hanging on his chest, slowly rising and falling with his every move. The red jade pendant looks ordinary, it is made of simple red crystal, a red ring, and there is a small carving in it, Lin Yan tried a few times, but he couldn't see what was carved inside, the more he couldn't see clearly, the more he wanted to see it, and tried to drag it back to his thoughts many times, but he still couldn't help but think about it, because he was distracted, he had lost a lot of swords, and each sword of the Sleeping Immortal Lord was not very powerful, but it could leave a small scar that oozes blood, and after a few rounds, Lin Yan was already covered in scars.

The red pendant seemed to have some kind of magic power, driving Lin Yan to share his limited attention with it.

The more scars there are on the body, the more strange pain there is, and there are some itches mixed in the pain. There are also some spicy and extremely irritable. Lin Yan in this competition, the more he lost his temper, the more irritable he became, and the more he beat himself, the more uncomfortable he became, and finally when the Xuanran Immortal and the Yanyi Immortal Lord went to see him again, his eyes were already red, like a trapped beast, and when he reached the limit, one more scar would completely explode.

Lin Yan's current swordsmanship has no structure and discipline to speak of, and he is now completely relying on his own will to fight this game.

"Jingjie! Jing Festival! The Xuanran Immortal roared at him.

"It's useless to roar, he's been hypnotized."

Seeing him like this, the expression on his face did not change at all, and he still fought very seriously, and he worked harder than before.

"One last resort."