Time Travel To Become A Sword Spirit, I Became A Sword Master

But Nie Sheng wisely didn't mention the last time Jiang Huaiyan played against Dai Ye.

Nie Sheng said seriously: "I hope you can be more rational. No matter what difficulties the cultivator faces, no matter what setbacks and sufferings he experiences, he must not lose his sanity as a cultivator. Your current state is very bad!"

"I know!"

Nie Sheng shook his head, he could see that the other party didn't seem to listen to his words.

If it were someone else, he would definitely teach him the principles of life.

But now, it is not the time.

Under the service of the maid, Jiang Huaiyan dressed up, she sat in front of the copper environment, stared at herself in the copper environment, and gently touched the blood-red teardrop-shaped red dot under her left eye, which did not feel uneven.

She buttoned it, and the teardrop seemed to be printed on her skin, and she couldn't button it no matter what.

But she was still not reconciled, and directly carved "723" on her face with her fingernails, leaving a small piece of flesh.

"Miss Ruoyan?" the maid called out worriedly.

"It's okay, I'm just not used to it!" Jiang Buyan said while looking at the marks still on the meat.

After changing her clothes, Jiang Huaiyan walked out of the tent with the Cangyuan sword, and Chen Gang was standing at the door of the tent.

Standing at the entrance of the tent were many other disciples of the Qi Refining period and Foundation Establishment period of the Blood Fiend Sect.

"Let's go!"

"Um!"

Stepping onto the arena, Jiang Huaiyan was alone on the huge arena.

Around the arena, there were more people coming to see her for the big competition, and the population was dense, close to 10,000.

She stood straight, like a statue, lifeless.

Her face was expressionless, lifeless, like a mask.

She just stood on the ring, and the cultivators under the ring felt that she was standing in another world.

Anyone can see the impact on her after the competition with Dai Ye last time.

In the past, when she stood in the ring, at least she looked like a living person, and she could still smile sometimes.

And every time she smiles on the stage, some cultivators will feel that the trip is worthwhile.

It was still a quarter of an hour before the big competition, and Jiang Huaiyan came a little early.

"Li Ling'er should recover from her injury, right?"

"It must have recovered. Do you think that the Blood Evil Sect is just a display? It's our Rogue Cultivators cultivator. If you get that kind of injury, you're lucky if you don't die, but if you have support, you can go to the ring again in two days!"

"However, even if she came to the stage, her strength should have dropped a lot. You can see her face, and the competition with Dai Ye should have dealt a heavy blow to her. It depends on whether the rest of the people can seize the opportunity. "

"Yes, that woman is actually quite scary. She lost a leg and an arm. She didn't even make a sound. When she was pierced by the walking corpse, she didn't have any expression... If it wasn't for the walking corpse Even with his identity, Dai Ye might not be able to win!"

"By the way, what happened to Li Ling'er's face? There is a wound under the left eye, which seems to be scratched..."

"Hey, it's true... What are those red things under her eyes?"

Jiang Huaiyan stood alone on the ring, waiting for his opponent.

Jiang Fan was rather annoyed: "When your opponent comes over later, you have to teach him a lesson, he kept you waiting for so long!"

"OK!"

Jiang Fan gave Jiang Huaiyan a different look, he thought that he would ignore him if he was not Yanyan.

"You're a little weird today!"

"Well, for what happened in the arena last time, thank you Lord Sword Spirit!"

Jiang Fan was silent for a while: ".....Only this time, don't take it as an example, next time if you die, I won't care about it anymore!"

Jiang Huaiyan is the fourth sword master of Cangyuan Sword, and also the sword master he rescued for the first time.

He didn't even know why he helped Jiang Huai block Dai Ye's sword at that time.

In the arena, Jiang Huaiyan deserved to die for that kind of irrational behavior!

"I see!"

Jiang Huaiyan lowered her head.

In the sixth competition, Jiang Huaiyan's performance was insane, even the referees and the audience could feel her violent killing intent!

If her opponent hadn't responded quickly enough, Jiang Huaiyan would have cut him down with ten swords.

The last sword was blocked by the referee who helped Jiang Huaiyan's opponent.

But Jiang Huaiyan was only taught a lesson, because everyone could see that Jiang Huaiyan's opponent was too extreme when he shouted "surrender", and she couldn't retract her sword.

After getting off the ring, Jiang Huaiyan casually found a disciple of the Blood Evil Sect to ask Dai Ye about the situation there. After learning that Dai Ye had taken out the walking corpse and crushed his opponent, and left victoriously, he could only go back to the tent.

She actually just wanted to go and see again... 0

She sat on a chair in the tent, took out the guzheng, just plucked a string, and put the guzheng back into the Interspatial Ring.

She pulled out the Cangyuan sword again, wiped the blood-stained body of the Cangyuan sword with the animal skin, and stopped immediately.

Jiang Fan thought that he could enjoy his meticulous maintenance!

He could see that Jiang Huaiyan was in a state of anxiety.

"Do you want to find Dai Ye?"

"Now is not the time!" Jiang Huaiyan walked back and forth in the small tent, and then simply lay on the bed and rubbed her own hair vigorously with her hands, turning her clean and smooth long hair into a chicken coop.

"It's really not the time!"

Jiang Fan is better than Jiang Huaiyan, who understands the strength in the venue of the Southern Territory Grand Competition.

Nearly a hundred Nascent Soul stage powerhouses have gathered here, and there are even more than one Nascent Soul stage peak powerhouses. If Jiang Huaiyan wants to find trouble with the Corpse Refining Sect, he must first overcome Nie Sheng and the Corpse Refining Sect powerhouse. close.

In the ring, she is a top talent, a strong mid-term of Foundation Establishment.

But below the ring, she is just an ant.

This is not a place for her to mess around.

She fiddled with the Cangyuan Sword, and with a "click", the Cangyuan Sword broke into thirty-four sections.

Like a snake, the whip sword wound fourteen times slowly around Jiang Huaiyan's petite body from top to bottom. She closed her eyes, bit her lower lip, and cut every inch of her skin with the sharp blade.

Blood soon stained the clothes.

Jiang Fan looked at Jiang Huaiyan stupidly, not knowing what she was doing... 1.5...

She threw the hilt of the sword onto the main beam on the top of the tent, and the part of the hilt wrapped around the main beam, and after slowly shrinking, she hung Jiang Huaiyan upside down.

The whip sword was tightened again, blood oozes from the countless wounds on her body, flowing down her body to her beautiful neck, and then along her face, along her long hair, dripping to the ground.

She stared at her eyes with a wooden face, her body swinging back and forth in mid-air.

It's like swinging on a swing.

Jiang Fan didn't say anything, he didn't know what to say.

He saw the healed wound on Jiang Huaiyan's face, saw the blood-red teardrop under her left eye, and saw her dull eyes gradually turn blood-red... Then she slowly closed her eyes.

Ever since Chen Du'an's body reappeared, he sensed something was wrong with Jiang Huaiyan. .