Chang Ling calculated the time, and the Chixiao Sword, which was still harassing the big man, suddenly appeared on the big man's neck, and the cold sword light made the flesh on his face tremble uncontrollably.

"Jump off yourself. Chang Ling said lightly.

The big man's neck turned red, and he turned his face violently.

"I don't! I want to kill or chop, listen to everything. ”

On such a competition stage, there are still so many audiences in the audience, how can he take the initiative to admit defeat! Then he doesn't have to mix in Qingzhou in the future!

As if seeing his intentions, Chang Ling sighed helplessly.

stepped forward and grabbed his belt, and as soon as she exerted force, the big man was thrown off the test bench by her.

The big man lying on the cold ground with a bang was still a little stunned on his face, and Luo Shui had already read out the outcome of the competition.

"Fu Ning group, Chang Ling wins. ”

Chang Ling rubbed his stomach, which was still a little numb from being shocked by the sledgehammer just now, sat in a corner of the test table, closed his eyes and began to breathe.

"Hey, little girl, my name is Lei Meng! I owe you my life! I hope you can survive from my brother alive! ”

Still in a rather unbeaten tone, Chang Ling still didn't answer.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and in the previous competition with Lei Meng, the consumption of spiritual power was not large, if they were all like him, there should be no problem in carrying three people.

The second opponent is a middle-aged man who looks extremely weak, which is in stark contrast to the previous big man.

He didn't miss a single bit in the whole competition just now, Lei Meng is a body cultivator who is extremely outstanding in the entire Qingzhou Condensation Realm, he is one of the few body cultivators whose speed is as strong as his physique, and the two sledgehammers in his hands are medium-grade magic weapons, and after the two handles are combined, they are infinitely close to the threshold of high-grade magic weapons.

And just now, almost all of his attacks were easily dodged by the girl in front of him.

The full blow to the thin girl didn't seem to have much effect.

As for the girl, those sword qi didn't seem to hurt much for Lei Meng, but slashing at him would definitely cost half a life.

He was good at calculating, whether it was his own rational calculations or the few copper coins and tortoiseshells in his sleeve, this contest was almost impossible for him to win.

Knowing that you can't do it.

Just like every monk who decides to walk the path of immortals against the sky.

Without hesitation, he stepped onto the test bench and struggled against his known fate.

Luo Shui also announced the start of the competition, and as soon as his voice fell, the middle-aged man waved his hand and smashed it out.

All kinds of attacks exploded in the air.

Rao is Chang Ling's body is wonderful, and he can't avoid such an all-round attack.

barely dodged a few of the most powerful-looking, and the rest simply resisted.

The thunder talisman smashed on her body, and the current instantly made her whole person tremble slightly, and she felt a little numb, which was quite novel.

It's just that her hair doesn't think so, such a thunder charm can't cause much damage to her body, but her hair is all blown up, this hairstyle is really a unique novelty among contemporary monks.

Gu Siyu and Fu Ning in the audience had wide eyes, as if they were afraid of missing any bit of Chang Ling's demeanor.

This kind of thing can be laughed at until old age.

Taking advantage of the effect of these talismans, the middle-aged man quickly took out a few array flags from his arms and instantly stood around the test bench.

For a moment, the field was shrouded in a glittering light.

The man breathed a sigh of relief and began to chant a mantra in his mouth.

In fact, Chang Ling did not fall into the chaos he imagined, she had never seen such a variety of talismans, many of them were not sold outside, they should have been drawn by the middle-aged man himself, although the effect was not very good, but it was full of novelty.

She knew that she lacked actual combat experience, so she had to test it in this kind of fair competition in the same realm.

When it's really dangerous, no one makes rules and can only compete with each other in the same realm.

The middle-aged man threw the formation flag, naturally he couldn't escape Chang Ling's eyes.

The formation was completely unfamiliar to her, and this was the first time she had encountered a formation in battle, and she was a little excited for a while.

She recalled the incident of being blasted by those figurines in the secret realm of the corpse, and being laughed at by the star track for not being able to get through the formation.

She'll break one now!

However, Chang Ling took a closer look, and found that the middle-aged man was obviously not a killing formation, and there was not even a place to avoid at all, it was just that a certain negative effect was exerted in the area of this test bench, and his body seemed to move a little heavier, and Chang Ling's movement speed was a little slower.

This middle-aged man is undoubtedly a law cultivator, and the effect of such a formation obviously has a greater impact on the physical cultivation of those who are good at melee combat, and it can be regarded as a means of self-preservation.

Sure enough, there are no wonders in the world, and Chang Ling has increased his knowledge again.

The 'righteous path' of law cultivation and sword cultivation in the Tianxuan Continent, at least in the eyes of the Nine Great Sects, body cultivation, talisman cultivation, and formation cultivation are all things that do not enter the stream.

And which is stronger or weaker between law cultivation and sword cultivation is also a matter that the great powers of various sects have been arguing about for thousands of years without any result.

Sword cultivation sword, sword qi is sharp, and sword light is fast.

The law is practiced and the law is cast, and the words are spoken, and there are many changes.

After Chang Ling finished solving these talismans, he commanded the Chixiao Sword and attacked the man.

The speed of the Chixiao Sword was also a little slower due to the effect of that formation, and the middle-aged man opened his eyes violently, and his index and middle fingers pointed forward in the air together.

"Shield condensation. He shouted violently.

The invisible power instantly made Chang Ling's flying sword unable to advance an inch.

Chang Ling hurriedly turned the flying sword around, but the middle-aged man continued to speak: "Xunfeng!"

"The sun and the moon change, break the void, and the gossip is really good!"

Chang Ling only felt that this man's figure was a little illusory in an instant, his steps were not fast, but there was a bit of an ethereal and mysterious feeling.

She took a few steps forward, the breeze blowing on her face suddenly turned into a burning flame, and she took a few steps back, the smell of burnt flesh already reaching her nose.

Looking at this scene, the eyes of the people watching the battle in the audience were filled with fear.

Fa cultivation, who majored in gossip, was extremely common in the Tianxuan Continent, and they were shocked and frightened that the freshly burned flesh and skin on the girl's body were constantly recovering at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

After a while, she was intact.

When she fought with the big man before, she was firmly beaten, and her injuries were hidden under her robe, and everyone thought that she was holding on to the end of the crossbow.

But now, looking at her terrifying recovery speed, everyone's eyes have changed.

"Chang Ling. Countless people whispered the name.