Mortal Bones

In the stands of Yunlou.

"Senior brother, this Ji Wuyou was also a former disciple on the mountain, right?"

Zhao Linglong looked at Qing Xiao aside with a worried look.

"Well, this Ji Wuyou was once a disciple of the Fourth Peak. He killed his fellow disciples over a piece of spiritual grass. In the end, he lost most of his cultivation and was expelled from the Fourth Peak."

Qing Xiao nodded solemnly.

In fact, there was one sentence he hadn't finished yet, and that was that Ji Wuyou was actually one of the disciples that the peaks paid the most attention to during the selection of the seven peaks.

However, in order to prevent Zhao Linglong from worrying too much, he still did not say anything.

"Didn't it say that spells above the Xuan level are not allowed to be used in the selection of the Seven Peaks? Why is there no one to stop Ji Wuyou from using his sword control skills?"

Zhao Linglong then asked again.

"That's not sword-controlling. Among the martial arts, controlling the sword with Qi is very different from using the soul to control the sword. It's just that Ji Wuyou's talent is outstanding, which makes it look like she is controlling the sword."

The person who answered Zhao Linglong was Zi Yan sitting next to her.

"Senior brother, isn't this Ji Wuyou the disciple that our First Peak is recruiting this time?"

At this time, Ye Xuan, who was sitting in front, suddenly spoke.

Upon hearing this, Na Jin He Zhi also smiled and nodded, then turned back to look at Zhao Linglong with a smile and said:

"Sister Linglong, this little guy you know is not very lucky."

"You said the same thing during the last competition."

Zhao Linglong rolled her eyes at Na Jin He Zhi.

When Jin Hezhi heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched a few times, and then he snorted coldly and said, "If you don't believe it, just watch carefully. Xu Taiping will suffer a lot in the next scene."

"The competition begins!"

At this moment, the voice of the supervisor on the stage exploded over Zhenjianping through the telegraph, and the aura fluctuations around Ji Wuyou and Qi Baili suddenly exploded.

"Zheng!"

Then there was a sudden sword cry, and the flying sword that had been flying beside Ji Wuyou suddenly flew out of the air and stabbed Qi Baili straight.

Qi Baili's weapons were two huge copper hammers. When he saw the flying sword coming through the air, he immediately swung out a huge copper hammer in his hand and hit it hard.

Perhaps because the sword is controlled by Qi, the flying speed of this flying sword is not particularly fast, so Qi Baili's hammer will most likely hit it.

"Zheng!"

But just when the copper hammer was about to hit the flying sword, Ji Wuyou's other hand on the opposite side suddenly grasped a seal quickly and shouted:

"The wind is coming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly blew past Qi Baili's side, causing him to shake violently. The copper hammer in his hand suddenly lost its accuracy and hit the air.

"Uh-huh!"

The moment Qi Baili's body shook.

The flying sword controlled by Ji Wuyou cut off Qi Baili's hammer-holding arm with a sound of piercing the air.

"ah!"

Qi Baili screamed in pain.

And Ji Wuyou raised the corners of her mouth and said with excitement in her eyes:

"I have warned you a long time ago to admit defeat. Since you are so ignorant, I will take another arm from you!"

At the same time as the voice sounded, the index finger and middle finger of the hand he used to control the flying sword came together and suddenly pressed down.

"Zheng!"

Another sound of swords piercing the air was heard.

The flying sword hovering above Qi Baili's head once again flew down like a stream of light, and cut off Qi Baili's other arm with a "swish" sound.

"ah!……"

Qi Baili screamed again, then knelt down and begged for mercy with a face full of horror:

"I admit defeat, I admit..."

"Uh-huh!"

The begging for mercy ended abruptly with a sound breaking through the air.

I saw the flying sword controlled by Ji Wuyou piercing Qi Baili's throat.

"boom!"

Qi Baili's body fell onto the ring.

In an instant, the whole place was in an uproar.

Some were talking about Ji Wuyou's swordsmanship and spells, while others were evaluating Ji Wuyou's cruel methods.

After all, when the opponent's hands are useless and the victory is determined, there is no need to kill.

Ji Wuyou didn't care about all these criticisms. He just walked to the edge of the ring step by step, then looked down at Xu Taiping from a high place and said:

"now you."

…

"Not only is he proficient in using Qi to control the sword, he is also extremely talented in the art of spells, and he is ruthless. This kind of person is born to practice."

Up in the cloud building, Jin Hezhi said in a slow tone while shaking the folding fan in his hand.

Zhao Linglong bit her lip and said nothing.

Qing Xiao and Zi Yan were lost in thought.

"You'd better go and persuade that boy to accept it as soon as it's good, keep Qingshan alive without fear of running out of firewood, and practice outside for another three years before coming back."

How could I have known that I would turn around and look at Zhao Linglong and the others at this moment.

To be honest, Zhao Linglong and Qingxiao did have this idea.

Especially Qingxiao, he understood Ji Wuyou's past cultivation and strength better than Zhao Linglong. Even if his cultivation was abolished and he was rebuilt, his methods would not be able to be dealt with by ordinary outer disciples.

"Junior sister."

Qingxiao looked at Zhao Linglong, seemingly asking for her opinion.

"Senior brother, there is only one more fight left. One more fight for Xiao Taiping to get the place to become a formal disciple."

Zhao Linglong felt very unwilling for Xu Taiping.

"Xu Taiping will not agree."

Lin Buyu, who had been silent from beginning to end, suddenly spoke.

As soon as he said this, several people looked at him.

Even Ye Xuan, who had always been full of arrogance, turned his head.

Lin Buyu seemed to have not noticed the gazes of the crowd. He closed the book in his hand, raised his head and looked towards the position of the ring below, and then said to himself:

"If he was really so afraid of death, he would not be able to stand here at all."

Hearing this, Qing Xiao was stunned at first, then nodded and said:

"That's right."

As the saying goes, caring too much will make you confused.

If it weren't for Lin Buyu's reminder, he would have almost forgotten that Xu Taiping is now a cultivator, and facing life and death is the first step for a cultivator to embark on the path of cultivation.

"Yes, Buyu is right. Since Taiping has embarked on the path of cultivation, every step in the future should be chosen by himself."

Zhao Linglong suddenly "slapped" and slapped her two palms on her cheeks, then suppressed the worry in her heart and cast her eyes on the ring below again.

"You said it very nicely, but people only have one life after all. If you lose your life, then you lose everything."

Jin Hezhi sneered, then turned his head and leisurely waved the folding fan in his hand.

Ye Xuan took a deep look at Lin Buyu, then turned his head and locked his eyes on Xu Taiping in the stands, and then murmured softly: "Xu Taiping, this name is really ugly."

...

After an incense stick.

Zhenjianping.

"In this match, Xu Taiping will face Ji Wuyou. The winner will get the first place in the Seven Peaks selection, and will be qualified to ask the Seven Peaks for swords, and will be selected as a formal disciple by the Seven Peaks."

Amid the announcement of the supervisor, Xu Taiping and Ji Wuyou walked onto the stage from both sides.

Because this competition will decide the first place, the Seven Peaks disciples on the Yun Tower stopped laughing and looked at the stands seriously.

On the south side of the Zhenjian Tower, above the largest Nine-Storey Cloud Tower, a series of extremely powerful auras were spreading out.

It was obvious that the seven peak masters, the head of the Qingxuan Sect, and several elders had already taken their seats.

"With so many knives, are you going to cook on the stage?"

Ji Wuyou looked at Xu Taiping, who had three long knives on each of his waists, and asked with a smile.

"You'll know later."

Xu Taiping tightened the rope around his waist to tie the knives.