Chapter 592 I will do the last scene
When Ling Yan came over with a large number of disciples, they instantly occupied most of the open space.
The disciples of each sect silently stepped aside to separate themselves from the Immortal Alliance.
They are all elite disciples of various sects, and they will never lower themselves to mix with the Immortal Alliance.
Nangong Lin said, “Deputy leader, the rules of the competition for the spot in the secret realm on the 24th floor are as follows…”
After Nangong Lin finished speaking, he spoke gently yet dignifiedly, “Do the deputy leader and other disciples understand?”
Lingyan responded, and when she was about to speak, Nangong Lin said, “Then let the disciples get ready. It’s a few emptier than the arena.”
Lingyan had no choice but to swallow the words that reached her throat, then turned her head and glanced at…Murong who was following behind her.
Don’t let them down again.
Murong nodded slightly after receiving Lingyan’s gaze, and then he spotted Song Yizhi, who stood out among the crowd.
Suddenly, Song Yizhi suddenly turned around and met Mu Rong’s eyes.
Seeing Song Yizhi’s gentle and harmless smile, Mu Rong’s expression remained unchanged, but he became suspicious in his heart.
Did Song Yizhi recognize him?
Now that he has a new body, how could Song Yizhi recognize him!
Thinking of this, Murong’s suspicion faded a little.
Song Yizhi withdrew his gaze, and the smile on his face deepened.
Rong Yueyuan, who was waiting for his opponent in the competition ring, had been paying attention to Song Yizhi. Naturally, he also noticed the girl behind Lingyan.
At a glance, Rong Yueyuan felt something strange.
After looking away, Rong Yueyuan had some guesses in his mind.
Most of the disciples of the Immortal League were casual cultivators before. There were not many casual cultivators who could reach Nascent Soul before Qiantai, but now those brought by Lingyan are all monks of Nascent Soul and above.
Song Yizhi glanced behind Lingyan, then withdrew his gaze and looked elsewhere.
This ghost place called Xianmeng, these people inside are really painful to look at.
There really isn’t a good thing in the Immortal League!
Lingyan exchanged a few words with the disciples of the Immortal Alliance, and then walked away.
Elder Mo and Nangong Lin exchanged glances, and then quickly found a steward to arrange a place for Lingyan.
Most of the malice and hostility were on Rong Yueyuan.
The disciples of the Immortal Alliance looked at the sect disciples on the competition stage, and they could hardly hide the hostility and malice in their eyes.
In the hearts of disciples of various sects, Rong Yueyuan is the target they look up to, a person like a god. However, in the hearts of casual cultivators, some regard Rong Yueyuan as the target they look up to, but more people still think so. Jealous and unwilling.
It just so happened that almost all of those people became disciples of the Immortal Alliance.
After a while, a long queue formed in front of Rong Yueyuan’s competition arena.
Looking at the team that was almost all disciples of the Immortal Alliance, Song Yizhi mourned for them in his heart for two seconds.
“What’s your expression?” Wei Ling asked Song Yizhi.
Several people around looked at Song Yizhi and saw that Song Yizhi had a look of compassion on his face.
Where does this look of compassion come from?
Song Yizhi said, “Let’s see.”
Several people followed Song Yizhi’s gaze without knowing why.
The disciples of the Immortal Alliance who boarded the competition arena directly drew their swords and killed Rong Yueyuan.
Rong Yueyuan still held the long sword condensed with spiritual power in his hand, and he waved the hand holding the long sword lightly.
The Immortal Alliance disciple flew backwards and fell to the ground as if he were made of paper.
Wei Ling blinked.
Really fell on the front foot compared to the back foot of the ring?
Rong Yueyuan turned his wrist, and the sword hung at his side. His warm voice was a bit cold, “Next one.”
The next Immortal Alliance disciple walked up aggressively, but flew out within three seconds.
The elders and Discipline Hall next to the ring looked at Rong Yueyuan above, hesitating to speak and hesitating to speak.
It can only be said that the temper of the fifth elder really varies from person to person.
“Master Nangong, didn’t you say that serious injuries are not allowed in the competition for places in the secret realm on the 24th floor?” Lingyan’s cold questioning voice rang out.Nangong Lin said warmly, “The Discipline Hall will give you the answer.”
Lingyan snorted coldly.
The disciples from the Discipline Hall quickly went up to check the two Immortal Alliance disciples, and then said coldly, “If this is a serious injury, then it’s better not to come to the competition.”
After saying that, the disciples from the Discipline Hall walked to the competition arena, looking more or less unlucky.
They don’t discriminate against casual cultivators, but they do discriminate against this kind of casual cultivators!
Lingyan’s face was cold and stern, but she didn’t say a word.
Song Yizhi and Wei Ling put their shoulders together and watched those Xianmeng disciples go up and down.
“Tsk, tsk, no wonder you have a look of pity on your face.” Wei Ling said.
Baili Qi said, “Isn’t this actively seeking abuse?”
Fifth Elder, he is a great master of overcoming tribulations, and his cultivation is not empty. What are these people thinking in their minds?
“Alas.” Song Yizhi sighed, then raised his voice and said, “Fifth Elder, please give them some face.”
Rong Yueyuan knocked down the Immortal League disciples in the arena with a wave of his hand, and then said warmly, “Zhizhi, it’s not that I’m cruel, it’s that they are too weak.”
“…” Song Yizhi felt that this sentence was a bit familiar.
Wei Ling’s mouth twitched slightly when he heard this.
Isn’t this Song Yizhi’s style?
They really deserve to be a couple!
Compared with Rong Yueyuan on the stage, who is one person with a sword, and compared with the disciples of the Immortal League below the stage, there are already monks with the cultivation of gods and even the combined stage. Unfortunately, even the monks in the combined stage were defeated by Rong Yueyuan with one sword.
Because of Rong Yueyuan’s neat attacks, his number of victories increased rapidly.
An hour later, there was only one game left in Rong Yueyuan’s [-] games.
Song Yizhi quickly flashed to the competition ring, “I’ll do the last round!”
“…” The elders in the competition arena looked at the couple and hesitated to speak.
Song Yizhi can’t challenge this, she already has a quota.
“…” Looking at the excited Song Yizhi, Rong Yueyuan said helplessly, “Zhizhi, you have a spot.”
“I know, but I meet the requirements, right?” Song Yizhi said.
Rong Yueyuan walked up and raised his hand to tap Song Yizhi’s forehead, “Don’t make trouble, I will compete with you after the last round.”
Song Yizhi pouted.
Rong Yueyuan coaxed the person down with his good voice.
Song Yizhi walked down and stood there with his hands on his chest and a little puffed up.
Rong Yueyuan’s attention was always on his wife. Looking at the angry little girl, his eyes were full of helplessness and doting.
Then, Rong Yueyuan took out Wen Xue, hung a pendant on it and asked Wen Xue to send the pendant over.
Wen Xue stopped in front of Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi reached out to pick up the pendant on the hilt of the sword, and finally twitched the corner of his mouth.
Wen Xue floated up and down in front of Song Yizhi a few times, as if coaxing her.
Song Yizhi flicked Wen Xue’s sword with his finger.
Wen Xue dodged for a moment, then flew back to Rong Yueyuan with a whoosh.
Rong Yueyuan put away his sword and then looked at the last opponent.
The Immortal Alliance disciple who came up this time was a monk in the late stage of fast integration. However, that Immortal Alliance disciple was knocked down from the arena by Rong Yueyuan’s sword.
“Boom-”
The gong sounded, and Rong Yueyuan successfully got a spot.
Rong Yueyuan did not come down from the competition ring. His eyes fell on Song Yizhi, and then he raised his hand to make a move.
Song Yizhi jumped up to the competition ring and took out his long sword to kill him.
The condensed long sword in Rong Yueyuan’s hand turned into Wen Xue, and the two extremely similar long swords collided with each other.
(End of this chapter)
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