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Originally, seeing that Wang Yajie was only refining the body quadruple, he was afraid that she would not even have time to dodge as soon as she made a move, so Ye Yun wanted her to strike first, and then saw her attack momentum, and shook her out of the ring hard.

If the strength of the two sides is too obvious, she should not be punished by the elders if she admits defeat.

But what happened next was completely unexpected.

Wang Yajie just wanted to defeat him, if it weren't for the baptism of black and white brilliance in his body, the black and white brilliance had just devoured part of Wang Yajie's spiritual power, plus he had broken through to the inner breath realm before this competition, he would definitely be dead by now.

At this time, he punched out, seeing that although Wang Yajie was seriously injured, she was not dead, watching a black-robed disciple block in front of Wang Yajie, preventing him from continuing to shoot, the killing intent in his body slowly subsided, but with the pain in the chest wound came to his mind, a thick sadness also appeared in his body.

It's just that if you can enter the top eight competitions, do you need to climb up by stepping on other people's lives?

They are all great monks who have cultivated like this, are they really the "immortals" he imagined in the past?

"What are you doing on stage! Come down and get ready for the next competition!"

A loud cry came into Ye Yun's ear at this time.

Although Wang Yajie was seriously injured, she was not dead, and at this time, a black-robed disciple had already taken her away for healing, while another black-robed disciple looked at him with a cold and threatening expression.

With a "hiss", Ye Yun took a deep breath.

The depths of his pupils shone with imperceptible black and white brilliance, and the moment he was scolded and threatened by this black-robed disciple, he even had an urge to do something against this black-robed disciple.

But the icy air poured into his chest, and without saying a word, he hung his head and swept out of the ring.

"Senior Brother Ye, are you okay?"

Yu Minghong immediately caught up, looked at Ye Yun's chest wound and said.

Ye Yun glanced at his wound, but his pupils shrank slightly.

In just a moment, his wound no longer oozes blood, and it looks like it is about to heal completely.

At this time, he felt that there were two different breaths that were healing his wounds, one breath seemed to come from the medicinal power in the drop of spiritual liquid he drank, this medicinal power made his flesh and blood come back to life quickly, making his wound a little slightly itchy, and the other breath came from his heart, the black and white brilliance seemed to have some spiritual power flowing out at this moment, fused into his qi and blood, his qi and blood seemed to have become an indescribable elixir itself, every time it flowed through the wound, it seemed that there were layers of cold tide washing the past。

"Senior Brother Ye Yun, why did you recover so quickly?" At this time, Yu Minghong also saw that the wound on Ye Yun's chest was almost healed, he was suddenly taken aback, and couldn't help but ask out loud again.

"The Seventh Elder's spiritual fluid really has a strong healing effect. ”

Such a thought flashed through Ye Yun's mind, but his face did not change, he raised his head and glanced at Yu Minghong, and said, "It's just that I have taken some elixirs." ”

"The wounds have recovered so quickly, and the physique is much stronger than that of ordinary disciples, it seems that they have indeed taken some kind of elixir by chance. While Ye Yun and Yu Minghong were talking, Elder Lan was also talking to Elder Sun beside him.

"It should be. Elder Sun nodded: "Judging from this son's performance in the Heart Refining Palace, it is indeed a good material. ”

Elder Lan groaned slightly, "Looking at the effect of this medicine, could it be that he inadvertently took the Blood Blue Grass?"

"When he can pass the next trial, there is no point in discussing whether he is good material or not. Another elder interjected lukewarmly.

Elder Lan and Elder Sun glanced at each other, both nodded, and said nothing more.

"You, go on stage and compete!"

At this moment, a black-robed disciple nodded at Yu Minghong on Ye Yun's side and ordered him to come to the stage.

"Senior Brother Ye, I'm going. ”

Yu Minghong looked a little nervous, his body stagnated slightly, and then he jumped up and landed in the ring pointed to by the black-robed disciple.

......

"It seems that this time we have made a good deal. ”

Hundreds of zhang away, Nan Cheng looked at Ye Yun thoughtfully, and at the same time whispered to himself: "With his qualifications, it seems that as long as he passes this tribulation and helps him again, it shouldn't be difficult to break through to the Qi Refining Realm." ”

"No wonder the Seventh Elder took a fancy to this son, maybe this elixir was given by the Seventh Elder. ”

Several black-robed disciples beside him looked at Ye Yun, but there was even a hint of awe in their eyes.

This is not because of the relationship between cultivation, but because they know that if they want to survive well in Tianzhu Peak, they must be scheming, second, they must have a backer, and third, they must be ruthless enough, and now in their opinion, Ye Yun is already lacking no one.

For these black-robed disciples, it is best to be able to make friends with a ruthless character like Ye Yun, so that it will be beneficial to everyone in the future.

Ye Yun was extremely low-key at this time, he didn't look arrogant at all, he hung his head slightly, and his eyes fell on the ring where Yu Minghong was.

Just after looking at the time of counting breaths, Ye Yun completely relieved his heart.

Yu Minghong and his opponent at this time were about the late stage of refining the fourfold body, and the basic martial arts they used were all the basic martial arts cultivated by the miscellaneous disciples, but Yu Minghong's every blow to Ye Yun at this time was unusually calm, on the other hand, his opponent made several sharp shots but was resolved, and he was obviously a little impatient.

As soon as he was impatient, the use of spiritual power was a bit wasteful in Ye Yun's opinion, and it was impossible to consume Yu Minghong in this way.

"This son is also quite calm, and generally this kind of new disciple is afraid that it will take at least a few years to sharpen it to reach this level. In the distance, a black-robed disciple couldn't help but say.

"I think it's more than calm, but it's not enough momentum, and it's too timid. The other black-robed disciple shook his head: "And the qualifications are too mediocre." ”

It was just a moment before Ye Yun's eyes flashed.

Yu Minghong, who had been on the defensive on the stage, suddenly shouted softly, and with an arrow step, his fists alternately blasted forward with all his might.

His fist exuded a faint white glow, and the opponent felt the spiritual power of this blow, and his face changed greatly, but his palms were sealed forward, and the spiritual power in his body was unsustainable, and under a dull impact, he took more than ten steps back, and fell directly from the stage with a blood-red face and fell to the ground.

"Senior Brother Ye!"

Yu Minghong looked surprised, as if he didn't believe that he had won, and couldn't help but shout at Ye Yun below.

Ye Yun bowed slightly, and his heart was naturally happy for Yu Minghong's victory.

"Huh?"

Nan Cheng in the distance frowned slightly.

He had been in Tianzhu Peak for many years, and he had seen many disciples of all kinds, and at this time, he intuitively felt that Yu Minghong seemed to be a little suspicious of taking advantage of the situation.

"What's the pleasure of? Maybe they'll meet us in the next round. A heavy cold snort came into Yu Minghong's ears.

Yu Minghong, who had just swept off the ring, suddenly turned pale.

Ye Yun frowned, just listening to this arrogant voice, he knew that it was Duan Chenfeng who made the noise.

"There are still thirty-one people left, I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky, the strength of this year's batch of new disciples is far better than in previous years. Elder Sun's gaze swept over Duan Chenfeng's body, turned his head, and said to Elder Lan and the others.

"It's just that it's too hasty, most people are too indecisive, and they don't act ruthlessly enough, but this is also something that can't be helped, presumably the new disciples of the other sects are similar. Elder Lan shook his head, the look in his eyes was a little complicated.

After saying this, he waved his sleeves, and thirty lights and shadows flew away, still pieces of jade plates.

Ye Yun's expression moved slightly, his hand was empty, and not a single jade plate flew towards him.