The sickly and charming villain of Quick Transmigration is paranoid and black-bellied

Chapter 55 I am a villain in the most evil sect in the world 9

The annual sect competition is here as promised!

In the early morning, Jiang Zuilan was dressed in a light blue outfit, with her waist-length hair pulled up high.

Outside the door, Hui Jue's sapphire blue clothes were stained with a lot of dew, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

Hejue lowered his head and did not dare to look at Jiang Zuilan, but Jiang Zuilan had already seen the blue and purple corners of his eyes.

Jiang Zuilan took the fruit from Hejue. She already knew that there was nothing wrong with the fruit that Hejue gave. She thought that she might be paranoid. The child in front of her might not have turned bad yet.

Pointing at He Jue's face, "Who hit him?"

Hei Jue turned around and ran away without saying anything. Hei Jue looked a little awkward today, as if he was worried.

By the time Jiang Zuilan arrived at the Purgatory Gate Yuntai Square, the place was already crowded with people. The arena above the square was built on a huge platform on the cliff, with cliffs on both sides, and below the cliff was a bottomless cliff.

Perhaps it is to facilitate the disposal of the corpses of those who died every year due to sect competitions. Purgatory Sect is indeed an evil sect that regards human life as nothing. Few of the disciples who die every year are buried. The mass graves in the back mountain are one of them.

Furthermore, the abyss beneath this arena is also a place where bones are buried.

On the day of the sect competition, the disciples from the Purgatory Sect who have been away from home all year round have already returned one after another, and they are all eager to try and compete.

The reason is of course that there are so many benefits to being a Senior Brother of Purgatory Sect. The resources alone are enough to make many people jealous, and there are also those who have to participate. Purgatory Sect selects some people to participate every year, and the winner is selected.

Those who are entrusted with important responsibilities.

Some people have no chance to choose whether to participate or not. Failure to participate means death, and participation only has a one-thousandth chance of surviving to the end.

Jiang Zuilan walked through the crowd and looked into the field. At this moment, she saw Jingfeng not far ahead.

Jingfeng seemed to have noticed Jiang Zuilan and blinked at her gently.

At this moment, he was approaching the arena. The so-called arena was very large, covering an area of ​​approximately several thousand square meters.

Jiang Zuilan raised his head and looked at the high seat on the pavilion opposite the ring. He saw Can Qian sitting upright, still wearing a white shirt, looking gentle and elegant.

There is no order of appearance in the so-called competition, but it is very much like a brawl. A group of people come together to fight each other, or someone makes an appointment to cooperate. No matter what, only one person wins in the end.

Jingfeng picked a place close to Jiang Zuilan, which was the farthest place from the cliff.

At this moment, Can Qian suddenly coughed softly. The sound was faint, but everyone on the stage was shocked.

"Today's sect competition, the last person standing on the stage is your senior brother or senior sister! You all know the rules of the competition, so I won't say more...Then the competition begins!"

As soon as Can Qian finished speaking, several men picked up the weapons in their hands and greeted Jiang Zuilan.

Jiang Zuilan's eyes narrowed, her sword had already been unsheathed, and when she saw those men rushing towards her again, she sneered at the corner of her mouth and swung her sword quickly.

The sword was castrated very quickly, and those men were chopped down to the ground in the blink of an eye. No one expected that this girl at such a young age could defeat several men with pretty good martial arts with just a raise of her hands.

At this time, the people who originally wanted to strike first because she was young, stopped their thoughts, turned around and rushed towards the others.

Everyone present was watching and listening in all directions, and when they saw her ruthless attack, no one came forward to challenge her.

When those men rushed towards Jiang Zuilan, Jingfeng tightened his grip on the hidden weapon in his hand and was about to shoot them down as soon as they got close.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zuilan took care of it first, and there was a glint in his eyes.

Stupid girl is not bad either.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile, and he jumped down gently and landed in front of Jiang Zuilan.

"Alan, if you really don't like me, even if you stab me in the back, I won't blame you." He smiled, slowly turned his head to look at Jiang Zuilan, and then quickly met a group of people.

Man, give your back to her and give it a try.

Jiang Zuilan thought to himself, did this kid dare to be so blatant because he knew he wouldn't do that?

Next she discovered that Jingfeng was standing in front of her and occupied a corner of the ring, without letting anyone in front of her for a while.

Occasionally, one or two people tried to use Qinggong to come from the corner, but Jingfeng used hidden weapons to kill them.

Seeing Jingfeng's fierce figure exuding an icy aura, killing everyone in the crowd, and wielding two swords wantonly harvesting the lives at hand, Jiang Zuilan realized that such cruelty and bloodthirsty might be his.

True color.

At this time, the arena has become a slaughterhouse, dripping with blood and flowing into rivers.

This kind of scene made her, who had experienced the apocalypse, frown slightly. At this moment, Jingfeng had jumped out of the battle circle and gently pulled her to his side.

Only then did Jiang Zuilan realize that the white clothes on Jingfeng's body had been stained red with blood, and several scars on his body were so bloody that one could even see the bones.

The faint smell of green bamboo on his body was now covered up by the smell of blood. Jiang Zuilan frowned as she looked at the injuries on his body.

"Don't be afraid." Jingfeng took Jiang Zuilan's hand, which was shaking slightly, and said in a low voice.

He took a few breaths lightly. The disciples who had just fallen were all the weakest in martial arts. These people were just testing stones.

The last ones left on the field were the most powerful ones. He looked around and saw that several of them had already broken through the fourth level of mental skills. Sure enough, these people usually hid their own strength!

Jingfeng touched his chest out of habit, and then remembered that he had handed over his protective soft armor to Jiang Zuilan last night.

He felt a little relieved. As long as Alan didn't distract him, he could give it a try with confidence.

But at this moment, he seemed to have discovered something. He suddenly froze, frowned and asked Jiang Zuilan: "Alan, where is the soft armor I gave you?"

Jiang Zuilan knew what Jingfeng meant and said, "Jingfeng, I told you I wouldn't use your things."

After saying that, he entered the battle circle.

Jingfeng was startled and called out, "Alan." He was about to join in.

Jiang Zuilan turned around slightly and said to him: "Jingfeng, you don't have to worry about it. How long do you think you can protect me, or should you wait until you and I are the only ones left on the stage before facing each other with swords?"

Jingfeng was startled, but Jiang Zuilan had already stepped into the crowd.

She stood facing the wind with a long sword in hand, and showed no mercy when encountering those who rushed towards her. In just a moment, the dozen or so people who rushed towards her were all scattered, leaving only two people.

This sect competition lasted from early morning to sunset, from full of energy at the beginning to exhaustion, to a mountain of corpses on the ring.

Jingfeng killed another person again and turned his head to look at Jiang Zuilan silently. Suddenly, with a 'pop' sound, another mouthful of blood was spat out.

Apparently it was because he had been hit in the chest by someone during the fight and had already injured his internal organs, and there were still more than ten people in the scene at this moment.

If he had not given Jiang Zuilan the soft armor and the poison pills he had used to save his life, he would have been extremely likely to win at this time.

However, now he does not have these two things, and he is still seriously injured, and his expression turns gloomy. Unfortunately, she did not use the protective thing he gave her.

Jingfeng looked at Jiang Zuilan, took a deep breath, and when he looked up again, his eyes were deep and no longer fearful. The two swords in his hands stabbed the person closest to him with lightning speed...

After Jiang Zuilan killed someone, she squinted at Jingfeng. She could see that after Jingfeng quickly killed the person beside him, the hands that clenched the swords began to tremble slightly.

She could also see the horrific scars under Jingfeng's blood-stained clothes.

Thinking of the two things Jingfeng gave him yesterday, if he had soft armor and poisonous pills, he would not be in such a mess. Jiang Zuilan finally moved and fell to Jingfeng's side.

"Are you worried about me?" Jingfeng raised his eyebrows, looking at Jiang Zuilan's eyes, his tone seemed a little...happy.

Happy? Haha, Jiang Zuilan sneered, how long has it been before you still have time to be happy!

"No, I just don't want you to die in an ugly way." Jiang Zuilan didn't want to admit what Jingfeng said, and Jingfeng saw that there were no obvious scars on Jiang Zuilan's body. He was happy and bitter at the same time. The bitter thing was that he was not as good as a girl.

?

At this time, from a high position, looking at the changes in the field, Can Qian's expression was a little unpredictable. He looked at Jiang Zuilan and Jingfeng who were fighting in the field, and he was a little dissatisfied.

At this moment, only the last four people were left on the stage.

The other two people have obviously seen that Jingfeng is easier to attack. Although Jiang Zuilan is a girl, the strength and ruthlessness she showed on the ring just now cannot be underestimated.

After a brief hesitation, the two reached a consensus to get rid of the seriously injured Jingfeng first.

He even persuaded Jiang Zuilan, "Junior sister, I think you should deal with the person next to you first. You are so strong, be careful if he stabs you in the back!"

Jiang Zuilan looked at Jingfeng, who smiled bitterly, and then looked at the two people opposite her. She was indeed disgusted by this person's call of junior sister just now.

Sorry, she may really be a bit obsessed with appearance. Seeing this fat, fat man in front of her calling her Junior Sister, I couldn't help but get goosebumps all over the floor.

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