Chapter 22: The Female Cultivator Wins Twice

The tears in the eyes of the girl in red flowed out, and she couldn't control it at all.

Yun Luan looked embarrassed and a little at a loss.

"I lost. The girl in red scratched her face indiscriminately, and tears flowed down uncontrollably, and she couldn't wipe it clean.

was already aggrieved, but he couldn't hold back his tears because he was sad about losing the competition, but the tears that couldn't be wiped made Yu Youyou even more embarrassed and wanted to cry.

Covering his face, he ran back to the disciples of the sect. The four male disciples of the sect hurriedly surrounded them.

"Little junior sister, I'll teach him a lesson for you in a while, this little white face doesn't slap his face. ”

"Little junior sister, I'll give you my spirit spider eggs to play with, don't cry. ”

"Little junior sister, I will give you this bracelet, don't be sad, although it is not a spiritual weapon, but this is what my mother has worn, and I said that I want to give it to my future daughter-in-law. ”

"You go away. The other two were hostile, and the coaxing person was still taking the abduction home.

"Little junior sister, don't cry, it won't look good if you cry again. Cheng Ming, who was knocked out before, also came to coax.

"You're not good-looking, your whole family is not good-looking. This sentence made the red-clothed girl Yu Youyou cry even more, and turned her face and ran away towards the back mountain of Yunxia Mountain.

Thirteen Elder Li Weixi turned a blind eye to Yu Youyou's behavior and did not control it too much.

The peak master of the misty peak turned around and glanced at Yun Luan, who followed helplessly.

Next, the two disciples of the Tianming Sect were defeated without exception, and this time they went to three places at once.

And the female cultivators of Caiyun Mountain naturally did not let go of this opportunity and began to challenge.

It's just that they are not the jade Youyou of the Tianming Sect.

"Sect Master Lin, the concubines and others are just weak women, and the disciples are all female cultivators, so they won't compete with the male disciples of your sect, just let the female disciples compare. Mrs. Caidie of the Yunjin Sect of Caiyun Mountain was full of charm, and her posture was coquettish to Lin Changfeng.

Fan Wu watched coldly, this woman didn't look like a cultivator at all, her face was full of philistines and dust. The ups and downs of one's cultivation should be the realm of forcibly using drugs to improve.

It was hard for Fan Wu to believe that this was the elder of the Yunjin Sect, one of the ten major sects in the Southern Continent.

Looking at Li Weixi of Tianming Sect, not to mention anything else, this body cultivation is real. The inside and outside are integrated, and the retraction is free. I'm afraid that the peak masters of this gate are not too much.

Although Fan Wu didn't like this elder, it was undeniable that her actions made the disciples of Yunjin Sect directly confront Fan Wu and others who had just finished their apprenticeship in the Xuanyun Sect.

Yang Yu'er, Fan Wu, Yue Wanting, and Song Ruansoft, there were only four people, and the other party came with five disciples, but they didn't know how this elder was going to challenge.

Fan Wu didn't think that the sect master would give up, but it was not easy to refuse.

After all, although Yunjin Sect did not have a few powerful immortals except for the sect master, the nepotism was very complicated.

"Oh, it seems that Mrs. Caidie is here for the quota of the four female disciples of this sect. The faint smile on Lin Changfeng's face has never disappeared, and in the eyes of Mrs. Caidie, it is called calm.

"Naturally not, since there are five disciples here, naturally there are five places. Mrs. Caidie looked at Lin Changfeng's good face, a little pity, but she didn't leave the slightest affection under her mouth.

"As long as Sect Master Lin gives us that quota to our sect, then naturally we will only have four fights. Mrs. Caidie looked at Fan Wu's four people's humble cultivation with disdain, and said disdainfully, "If Sect Master Lin takes the initiative to give in, these little girls don't have to worry about being beaten up." ”

"Mrs. Caidie is very calculating, but it's a pity that there is no reason for this," Lin Changfeng didn't continue to say anything, "Let's fight." ”

After Sect Master Lin and several elders secretly transmitted the message.

"Yang Yuer" After Yang Yuer reported her name, she slowly walked down with a three-foot jade qin, her eyes calm and firm, and she walked towards the place of battle step by step.

Fan Wu looked at Yu'er, she didn't expect this frizzy little girl to become so stable, but she couldn't help but be worried.

The other party was a young female cultivator with a faint amount of baby fat on her face.

"Murong Wanwan" female cultivator raised her hand after reporting to the door, took out a pipa and held it in her arms.

The competition of the two little girls has its own merits, the sound of the pipa, clanging and ringing, turned out to be a sound attack, stirring the surrounding aura to form a sound blade;

After Yang Yu'er's hand was revealed, the monk's fifth-level Great Perfection cultivation was also revealed.

Fan Wu was shocked, how could Yang Yu'er cultivate so fast?

Although Murong Wanwan's cultivation was far away, it was obviously unstable, and Yang Yu'er was slightly better in the end.

Only then did Fan Wu know that not only was she working hard to practice, but others were also making progress and growing. Hearing the cheers of the ordinary disciples under the high platform, "Yuqin Fairy",

Fan Wu realized that Yang Yuer didn't need to worry about her.

Yang Yu'er looked back at Fan Wu's smile, and suddenly knew that Fan Wu was worried about her, and smiled, her eyes pure. Maybe this is a manifestation of her talent, Fan Wu's heart moved.

Next was Song Ruan, although the little girl shed tears in fear, she stubbornly didn't make a sound.

After Fu Feng's peak master, Dongfang Qing, secretly transmitted the sound, the little girl nodded lightly and walked to the middle of the field.

On the opposite side is a somewhat charming woman, who can't tell her real age, but she always looks like she is 20 years old.

"Song is soft. The little girl choked up with tears.

"Song Qingqing. The woman opposite glanced at the little doll opposite and said casually.

After speaking, he cast a Jinpa, threw it at the top of Song Ruansoft's head, and cast the seal in his hand, trying to trap Song Ruansoft.

Song Ruansoft was not a weak child without a trace of combat ability, and pulled out a low-level teleportation charm to dodge the range of Jinpa.

Without hesitation, he threw out a low-level fire talisman and fanned out in front of him. This made Song Qingqing, who had pulled out the hosta on his head and turned into a short sword and rushed over, had to retreat, and said angrily, "Little slut!"

Song Ruansoft pursed her thin lips, blinked her eyes vigorously, let the tears that blocked her vision slide down, and shouted, "The wind is coming." Another low-level wind talisman was thrown out in his hand.

Teleported not far behind Song Qingqing, took out five low-level earth talismans in his hand, and slapped them on the ground.

This series of operations looked directly at Fan Wu's brilliant colors, and the use of the earth talisman was obviously similar to that of the low-level earth spirit beads.

I saw that Song Qingqing was first forced to retreat by the fire talisman, and then the wind talisman blew away, helping the fire to push it farther away. At this moment, the earth talisman behind him changed the stability of the ground again, and Song Ruansoft immediately took out the wooden talisman, "Wooden Prison Cage".

Song Qingqing was trapped in place without having time to think, and was defeated in a short time.

Song Qingqing looked at Song Soft's eyes like a tiger wolf, and was so frightened that Song Softsoft's tears, who had just relaxed his mind, swirled in his eyes again, and he was strong to output spiritual power next to the cage, preventing Song Qingqing, who was slashing at the cage like a madman, from getting out of trouble.

Until, the Dongfang Peak Lord shouted Song Ruansoft, "Soft, come back." ”