The killing intent of the clothes is not the kind that is stunned, but it has a taste of calculation, a smiling look, and the girl with a dead face is slightly stunned, and suddenly there is an annoyance that she has been played by the juniors, so the dead man's face stiffens even more.

"Oh, Daoist friend is on the field, I have to go and cheer for Daoist!" A monk who had been rescued outside the city jumped over from not far away, following behind Fu Yi enthusiastically, and hearing his words, many monks who had heard of the fighting method on the outskirts of the city followed.

"This is the warrior who killed two evil cultivators in the Valley of Evil Spirits in a row!"

"What a human being who can't be seen!"

"Fortunately, I didn't draw the same game with Daoyou, otherwise I wouldn't even bother to fight, and I would have just admitted defeat. ”

Many monks with mouths like honey, you praise your clothes with every word, and your eyes sweep over the dead-faced girl, intentionally or unintentionally, there is a sense of watching her make a fool of herself in public.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the girl is an evil cultivator, and then looking at her gloomy and terrifying expression, she knows in her heart that she must be from the Valley of Evil Spirits like the two fallen evil cultivators.

The characters who usually avoid it, but at this moment, they can rest assured and boldly sarcastic, and the monks who seized the opportunity became more and more sharp, and in the end, they were too lazy to praise their clothes, and only scolded the Evil Spirit Valley up and down.

Fu Yi's heart trembled slightly, and he wished that he could block the mouths of these Taoist friends, if they knew that this girl was a Jindan monk, I am afraid that they would all be so frightened that they would all hold their heads and run away.

Seeing that the expression on the face of the dead man was as cold as ten thousand years of ice, and the killing intent in his eyes became stronger, Fu Yi hurriedly turned around and arched his hand towards everyone. "Thank you for your support, I don't know if the gambling game has been set up? ”

The middle-aged male cultivator who came first volunteered, took a medium-grade spirit stone from her hand, patted his chest and said, "I'm going to help Daoyou bet on his own victory!"

Fu Yi hurriedly stopped it, smiling innocently. "No, no, Daoyou help me bet on the seventy-eighth of the No. 1 ring. "She just struggled with the small report and didn't forget to observe the monks around her, No. 78 is a young female cultivator with introverted spiritual breath, and at first glance, she can be a type of one dozen three, so it is right to bet on her.

The corners of the middle-aged man's eyes twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but confirm it once. "Daoyou really don't bet on yourself?" ......he smiled and asked a little embarrassedly, "Do you think Daoyou should bet on Daoyou?"

The monks around them pretended to be talking their own words, but in fact they were listening with their ears pricked up. After all, the reputation of this warrior has already spread, and even the foundation can be easily killed, so it stands to reason that she will win if she bets on her, but she herself refuses to bet on herself, which makes people a little confused.

Fu Yi deliberately made a mysterious look and said: "Providence is unpredictable, you can't say it, you can't say it." ”

The monks who tried to inquire about the inside story all had an expression of swallowing spirit worms, where did so many scenes come from in a foundation building period, and it was still providential?

Hearing Fuyi's words, most of the monks no longer planned to bet the spirit stone on her, whether the strength was strong or not, the key was this ambiguous attitude, as if they didn't plan to win.

Although he didn't bet on the treasure, he still had to see the fighting method that should be seen, and after everyone dispersed, he went around again, and gathered in front of the ring formation again, only to see that the girl with a dead face had entered the formation, and each side began to wait for the order.

There was silence in the formation enchantment, and both of them breathed very lightly and slowly, as if this competition could not cause any mood fluctuations in them. The corners of Fuyi's mouth curled slightly, and he said almost silently: "Senior, please be merciful to your subordinates." ”

The dead-faced girl's expression really changed, and surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly reined in and returned to her gloom just now. "What do you mean?"

Seeing that she refused to admit it, the clothes were more straightforward. "The dignified Jindan monk came to participate in the foundation building ring, and he refused to admit it when he was exposed? The seniors have lived a long time and are thick-skinned, and the younger generations are really admired. ”

Fuyi has never found a chance to make a small report, who knows that good luck will fall from the sky, and directly let her face the dead man, everything in the formation will be concerned by the Jindan steward above, and their words will naturally enter the steward's ears word for word.

"The younger generation killed the monks of the Evil Spirit Valley for self-protection, the seniors are good, they practice the killing path under the banner of revenge, and they don't even pay attention to the four major pavilions, not only their skin is thicker than the city wall, but their courage is also bigger than the sky!"

"You don't talk nonsense!" The girl finally stopped having a dead face, her eyes involuntarily swept towards the sky, and she was a little relieved to see that the steward of Xianyun Pavilion seemed to be unaware.

Fu Yi also saw the unresponsive steward, and couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart, didn't he really hear it? Or did they just think they were arguing and didn't go to their hearts? It stands to reason that it shouldn't be, in order to prevent things from making the four pavilions look disgraceful, these stewards are very careful one by one.

Just as she was about to say a few more words, she saw a hair-thin aura flash on the steward's body, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye, as fast as her delusion. But she knew that this was not an accident, but a special way of interrogation in Xianyun Pavilion, and the steward must have quietly notified Yuanying Zhenren to come to find out the truth.

Whisk your clothes and put your mind at ease, this time you can just wait for the real people in the pavilion to come and take away the dead man's face, this competition is considered invalid, and of course the gambling games outside can't be counted. If the monks outside knew the truth, they would not have to praise her again as if there was nothing in heaven or earth.

Fu Yi was reminiscing about the comfort of being praised by others, when he saw a spiritual light explode in the sky, which was the opening signal of the first ring match......

Whisk clothes: "??? what's the situation, do you really want her to fight with the face of the dead for a while? She's just a fragile foundation building stage!

The thick black mist filled the entire ring in an instant, and before she could react, the girl had already melted into the evil aura and disappeared. The cold aura made her spiritual power stagnate, and a seemingly nonexistent Jindan period coercion entangled her, as if as long as she made a move, she would directly attack the sea of knowledge so that she had no chance of survival.

The Jindan monk wanted to kill the foundation in the blink of an eye at the beginning, and even if he had a formation to sense the speed of vitality flow, he couldn't catch up with the absolute suppression of the high-level to the low-level. Fuyi felt that this pit was too big, and she couldn't avoid it, and she couldn't jump out of it in time.

But she is not a person who will sit still, and she has no fear of a low-level monk for Jindan, and her state of mind is stable, so there will be no panic. When the monks outside were surprised by the terrifying evil aura, she also disappeared into the scene like a girl, and even the steward of Xianyun Pavilion who was guarding the sky was a little stunned.

No one knows where the two are hiding, as if they have disappeared out of thin air, and the evil cultivator girl can still hide herself with evil energy, and the situation of brushing clothes is even more puzzling.

The strength was once again raised by everyone, and it was not as easy as everyone thought, she hid in the air with the dust turning technique, and could still feel the increasingly strong pressure of the Jindan period, only to feel that the spiritual power of the whole body was about to run away, and the two small fish in the dantian had signs of stopping turning.

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