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Jiang Beichen stood on the gate of Immortal Dao and nodded with satisfaction. Wu Xuanyue has never let her down.
Although I don't know why she stopped suddenly just now, but thinking of the woman playing Xiao Sheng just now, I can probably guess that Xiao Sheng can affect people. Fortunately, Wu Xuanyue deciphered the influence of Xiao Sheng at a critical moment.
"Old Gu, I remember that Tianyuan Prefecture doesn't seem to have a sect that is good at temperament." Elder Ge looked at the situation on the ring and asked Gu Da beside him.
"I remember one, under the Wuji Dao Sect, there is a Yin Palace, but that is just a small ninth-rank sect, and even the head is only a half-step Jindan."
"And the existence of Yingong is only for the celebration of the dynasty and the great sect, and it doesn't have much ability." Gu Da explained.
Yingong specializes in cultivating temperament performers. Whenever there is a grand event in the big sect, people from Yingong will be asked to perform.
"The woman is powerful, and her proficiency in rhythm has evolved into an illusion to affect the minds of others. It cannot be from the Yin Palace." Elder Ge analyzed.
Jiang Beichen couldn't help becoming suspicious when he heard the conversation between the two of them.
How to say, that woman is not from Tianyuan Prefecture?
In the arena, the competition between Wu Xuanyue and the woman was still going on, the two only fought for dozens of rounds, with neither winning nor losing.
"It's time to underestimate you, you really are not simple." The woman said.
"Oh, I thought you were dumb." Wu Xuanyue said coldly, waving her hands, like an emperor, aloof.
The woman was not talking, she turned the jade flute with one hand and put it near her mouth.
"Then try my phantom sound kill!"
A series of sound waves sounded, and Wu Xuanyue took a few steps back one after another, using her spiritual power to protect herself and closing her hearing.
The onlookers under the ring retreated far away, for fear of being affected. Although the arena is protected by formations around it, the sound can penetrate through it.
The sound came into Wu Xuanyue's mind, like waves of will to kill, exploding in Wu Xuanyue's mind.
Wu Xuanyue tried her best to endure the pain, controlled the long sword with difficulty, and was about to interrupt the woman's performance.
But just when she was about to make a move, the illusion was in her eyes.
Wu Xuanyue saw a splendid hall appeared in front of her, and she was standing in the hall, and there was a tall figure standing on top of the hall, with her hands behind her back, her back facing her.
"Master Master!"
What Wu Xuanyue saw was not someone else, but her master Jiang Beichen.
In her eyes, Jiang Beichen who was standing on the top of the hall slowly turned around, looked at Wu Xuanyue with a smile on his face, and shouted softly: "Xuanyue!"
"Master Master, is that you?" Wu Xuanyue asked repeatedly.
"It's me." Jiang Beichen in the hall nodded lightly, gentle and elegant, showing his demeanor.
Wu Xuanyue knew in her heart that the master in front of her was a fake, and the real master was standing on the spirit boat, but she couldn't break free and was trapped in the illusion, everything was so real.
At this time, Jiang Beichen, who was standing on the deck, couldn't help but froze, feeling a little anxious.
What is Xuan Yue doing? Hurry up, or she will be defeated if she doesn't.
Seeing that Wu Xuanyue was trapped in the illusion, the woman took out the rapier from the jade flute and stabbed at it.
"Master, can you answer a question for me!" Wu Xuanyue asked.
"Say it!" Jiang Beichen in his eyes said softly.
"Master, what's your name?"
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Beichen in the illusion was stunned for a moment, and said with a light smile: "Don't you know my name?"
Seeing that he didn't answer, Wu Xuanyue instinctively sensed the source of the danger, so she couldn't help but withdraw her long sword for protection.
When she drew her long sword out of its sheath, her illusion was shattered, and it was replaced by the woman.
Her rapier just touched Wu Xuanyue's long sword, and she couldn't go any further.
"You can actually break my phantom sound killer?" The woman was a little surprised. The phantom sound killer first attacked a person's mind, making her weak-willed, and then transformed into the person she most wanted in her heart.
No matter who it is, they will not be able to escape from her illusion, unless it is a heartless person.
"Your illusion is very realistic, but you don't know the name of my master!" Wu Xuanyue said coldly.
She kept Jiang Beichen's name taboo in her heart and recited it silently every day. Although the person in the illusion was also a master, he dared not say Jiang Beichen's name.No, he didn't dare, in fact Wu Xuanyue didn't dare.
"It's just a name, what's the big deal." The woman said disdainfully.
A mere name, can't you say it?
"Ignorance!" Wu Xuanyue gave her a blank look.
Mobilize the spiritual power of the whole body, and cast the burning sky sword technique. On the long sword, the scarlet flames are wrapped, and the power is astonishing.
The woman also hurriedly took precautions, and the rapier in her hand rose into the air, circling rapidly, the speed was so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye.
The two fought together quickly, the flames shot up into the sky, and the formation protecting the ring made a dull sound.
Buzz!
Sword light and fire covered everything, making it difficult for people to see the two people on the ring.
so amazing!
Jiang Beichen sighed in his heart, what can he do to build a foundation?
Only those who have established the foundation can be regarded as embarking on the road of cultivating immortals.
Now he is only at the fifth level of qi training, and looking around, there is no one with a lower cultivation level than him.
The battle between Wu Xuanyue and the woman was obscured by the light of the sword and fire, so Jiang Beichen glanced at the situation on Wang Luoli's side, and he was fighting a muscular man.
The strength is great but the speed is not fast. Every attack is dodged by Wang Luoli, and Wang Luoli uses a wooden stick as a weapon. If it were replaced with a long sword, the muscular man would have been riddled with holes.
It was only a matter of time before Wang Luoli would win.
Jiang Beichen just glanced at the battle between Chen Heitan, Xu Changsheng, Zhao Hong, and Lin Xuan. Their battle is remarkable, and it depends on who can break out, or fight for consumption, and see who falls first.
The person who had the bye, sitting on the seventh ring, was happy and leisurely, and would not fight if he could not fight.
"It's too powerful. Most of the disciples of Immortal Daomen are in the early stage, and they can deal with the peak foundation cultivator in the early stage. If it's in the middle stage, wouldn't it be crushing?"
"Jealousy envy hate ah!"
"As long as I have a master of the Immortal Gate, I would have taken off!"
Seeing the performance of Chen Heitan and the others, everyone in the arena felt sore, hating themselves for not being able to meet the Immortal Sect, hating themselves for not being able to join the Immortal Sect.
They thought that the reason why the apprentice was strong was the master's credit.
On Xu Changsheng's side, he was fighting against a skinny old man with dry blood, but his methods were despicable and indecent. He would release ghosts and poisonous insects at other times. He never confronted Xu Changsheng head-on.
"I said you are quite old, is it necessary to compete with us juniors for the first place? Even if you compete for the first place, you are not a member of the younger generation."
Xu Changsheng said angrily, his opponent is an old man, if he is allowed to take the first place, what will others say?
It would be said that he was too old to find a pit to bury himself, and even ran to compete with the juniors for the first person of the younger generation.
"Jie Jie, I like it, should you take care of it?" The old man smiled coldly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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