Chapter 541 The winner
Jiang Daoying stared at the tip of the knife between his eyebrows. Even through the life-saving shield, he could still feel the sharpness of this beautiful long knife.
It seemed that all Fang Qingwu needed was a slight exertion for the long knife to penetrate his forehead unimpeded.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, you lost." Fang Qingwu spoke softly through the life-protecting shield, eyes flashing with light.
Jiang Daoying withdrew his gaze, then stepped back slightly to avoid her blade, putting away his long sword on the way.
"The power of Princess Fang's spirit is something Jiang has only seen in his life."
After the words fell, Jiang Daoying waved his hand, and a little green light flew out, and then he flew straight towards the Southern Territory team without looking back.
Following this bright green light, Fang Qingwu's face relaxed slightly under the gauze.
She finally defeated this peerless sword cultivator from the Southern Region. If she hadn't reacted quickly just now, she would have lost now.
Even thinking about it now, she still felt a little scared.
After all, Jiang Daoying's sword was too sharp, and the danger of the Soul Battlefield was extremely high. Previously, she was only a few inches away from dying under Jiang Daoying's sword.
Seeing Jiang Daoying's return, Lu Ya immediately joked: "Brother Jiang, have you seen the true appearance of this Princess of Wandao?"
Jiang Daoying looked slightly embarrassed, and hurriedly waved his hands and said: "Brother Lu, please don't talk nonsense. Princess Wandao has always been mysterious. How can her true appearance be seen casually? What's more, I'm not interested either."
"Oh? Why do I remember that Brother Jiang is quite interested in these things?" Lu Ya came closer and said in a voice that only he and Jiang Daoying could hear.
Jiang Daoying seemed to understand what Lu Ya meant, and his thoughts suddenly returned to the place where he, Xu Bin and Lu Ya first met.
"Ahem, Brother Lu, now is not the time to joke, we need to attract the attention of fellow Taoists from the Central Region."
Lu Ya followed the sound and saw that the monks in the Central Region were all excited. He must have been surprised that their Princess of Ten Thousand Daos defeated the peerless sword cultivator in the Southern Region.
"Look, they look very happy. Maybe they are sincerely happy about the marriage in the Central South Territory."
Lu Ya looked away, changed the subject, and said with a smile.
Hearing this, Jiang Daoying's expression changed drastically. With a little finger, a sound suppression was released from his hand: "Brother Lu, you must never say this again. If others hear it, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to you."
"Okay," Lu Ya pouted slightly, rubbed his fingers again, and then gave up teasing Jiang Daoying.
However, after Lu Ya's interruption, Jiang Daoying recovered from the shadow of defeat.
"Isn't this because you have lost the battle? I want to enlighten you."
Jiang Daoying showed a wry smile: "Thank you, Brother Lu, for your concern, but we can change the way of enlightenment. We don't have to use this method."
Lu Ya waved his hand indifferently: "Forget it, as long as you're fine."
After Princess Wandao returned to the Central Region team, the entire battlefield suddenly fell into silence.
Except for the Eastern Region, which was eliminated first among the five major regions, the monks from the remaining four regions looked at the other three regions warily.
Counting the eliminated Xue Mantian, Fang Lintian and Nangong Wentian from the Central Region, and Jiang Daoying from the Southern Region, there were already four people defeated.
There are only three holders of the unbeatable record, the demon slayer Yang Yu of the Dayan Saint Sect in the Western Region, Lu Ya who has an ordinary but mysterious origin in the Southern Region, and Fang Qingwu, the Princess of Ten Thousand Daos in the Central Region.
At this moment, the first round of fighting has been completed.
Before the three undefeated winners compete for the final title, there will inevitably be several fierce battles between the losers and the undefeated winners.
The winners will try their best to maintain their own record of victory, but the losers will inevitably try their best to kill the winners like Xue Mu in the Eastern Region, in order to prove that they are not weaker than others.
Lu Ya looked at Yang Yu and Fang Qingwu one after another. Then he took a step forward and said in a clear and calm voice: "Since Fellow Daoist Yang and Fellow Daoist Fang have already fought, let Lu continue."
After Lu Ya finished speaking, he turned to look at the snow-filled sky in the North Territory: "I wonder, fellow Daoist Xue, whether he has recovered properly at this moment?"
At the forefront of the Northern Territory monks, Xue Mantian heard the words, nodded slightly, and also stepped out.
She was still aloof and indifferent like Tianshan Snow Lotus. Even though she had seen it before, Lu Ya still felt amazed when he looked at it now.
The two entered the battlefield and after greeting each other, a fierce battle began.
A moment later, accompanied by a soul-stirring thunder, Xue Mantian exited the battle circle with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
There was reluctance in her eyes, but after seeing the figure in the center of the battlefield, she waved away the reluctance and replaced it with an even more dazzling fighting spirit.
After getting another life-saving number, Lu Ya opened his palm. At this moment, the jade talisman in his hand already had thirty-seven life-saving times, and only the last three were yet to be obtained.
The owners of the three jade talismans are in the hands of Yang Yu, Fang Lintian and Fang Qingwu respectively.
Although Lu Ya wanted to continue fighting Fang Lintian now, this was not in compliance with the rules, so he turned back to the team in the Southern Region and gave up the battlefield.
Yang Yu from the Dayan Sacred Sect in the Western Region followed closely and came to the field, his eyes falling on Nangong Wentian from the Central Region.
At this moment, only Nangong Wentian had taken a little longer to recover, and the others had already fought a battle.
Seeing Yang Yu's eyes, Nangong Wentian immediately stepped down, transformed into a dragon, and came to the center of the battlefield.
The two of them bowed in perfect agreement, and then their magic power exploded.
Golden lines instantly intertwined on Nangong Wentian's head, and a huge golden ancient bell emerged out of thin air amid the surge of mana.
The moment the Ten Thousand Dao Imperial Bell appeared, a giant black-gold fist tore through the void and smashed into it.
clang!
The violent ringing of the bells echoed throughout the world, and the powerful force caused all the imperial bells to move backwards.
Nangong Wentian, who was mentally connected to the Wandao Emperor Bell, was also suffocated by it.
But in just a moment, he adjusted.
He saw the Ten Thousand Dao Emperor Bell return to his head, and slowly changed its direction, aiming the huge bell mouth at Yang Yu.
The next moment, Nangong Wentian flicked his finger, and a ray of mana hit the bottom of the Ten Thousand Dao Emperor Bell.
Buzz
A ray of sound waves emitted from the Wandao Emperor Bell. As soon as it left the bell, it spread quickly, and sound waves washed over Yang Yu's body.
The continuous sound of bells blocked Yang Yu's steps.
After several bells, the black gold color on Yang Yu's body became more and more dazzling, and his steps became faster and faster under the influence of the bells.
Another bell rang, but before the bell could leave the bell, it was blocked by a giant black gold hand.
Yang Yu held the Ten Thousand Dao Imperial Bell with one hand, lowered his head and looked down at Nangong Wentian, who was as small as a child in front of him, and exerted force on his arm.
Nangong Wentian's expression changed, and his body disappeared from the spot in an instant like a swimming dragon.
Boom!
Like a ten thousand imperial bell made of gold, it crashed down on Nangong Wentian's previous position, causing a large shock wave.
That was the shock ripple inspired by the purest physical power.
Looking at the Wandao Imperial Bell that was like a toy in Yang Yu's hand, Nangong Wentian's eyelids jumped wildly. This was the first time he had experienced this kind of experience of being beaten by others with his own things.
You must know that the Ten Thousand Dao Imperial Bell cannot be taken away casually. The patterns engraved on the bell body are a natural means of protection.
Anyone who wants to seize the Ten Thousand Dao Imperial Bell will be injured by these runes and fail.
But now, Yang Yu just withstood the counterattack of the Ten Thousand Dao Imperial Bell, constantly using it as a weapon to hit Nangong Wentian.
Nangong Wentian had no choice but to remove the Wandao Imperial Bell.
As Yang Yu smashed it down again, the Ten Thousand Dao Emperor Bell collapsed into a large amount of spiritual energy and dissipated under his palm.
Without the hindrance of Ten Thousand Dao Imperial Bells, Yang Yu was like a tyrannosaurus, knocking Nangong Wentian away with just a dozen punches.
"Fellow Taoist Nangong, I accept the concession."
A punch flew to Nangong Wentian, Yang Yu did not continue to pursue, put away the six-foot-long golden body, and said slowly.
Nangong Wentian threw out the life-saving fluorescent light neatly, and then quickly returned to the Central Region team.
Another victory in slaying demons in the Western Region.
At this moment, all they have to do is wait for Fang Qingwu and Xue Mantian to fight, and after Lu Ya and Fang Lintian fight, the second round of fighting will be over.
Compared to Lu Ya and Fang Lintian, the battle between the two peerless fairies, Fang Qingwu and Xue Mantian, is more enjoyable to watch.
Under the gaze of everyone, the battle between Fang Qingwu and Xue Mantian quickly began.
But the moment the battle started, Xue Mantian was pulled into the illusion by Fang Qingwu.
For a moment, the two people on the battlefield stood motionless.
In the illusion of the soul unknown to outsiders, the battle between Xue Mantian and Fang Qingwu was raging.
Both are proud women of heaven, and both have their own pride and persistence, so the intensity of this battle is extremely fierce.
Xue Mantian has lost three games in a row. This battle is her last. No matter what, she will try her best to win.
And Fang Qingwu, as the only three remaining undefeated winners, and also as the final hope of winning the championship in the Central Region, naturally has no reservations.
The battle lasted for a full quarter of an hour, and with a painful gasp, the two puppet-like figures came to life again.
The originally anxious audience heard the movement and immediately looked towards the center of the battlefield.
Xue Mantian could not stop retreating, while Fang Qingwu opposite her looked as usual.
A clear distinction between superior and inferior.
When everyone saw this, they naturally understood that the winner of this battle was still Fang Qingwu.
Compared to the joy of the monks in the central region, the monks in the northern region looked ugly.
Xue Mantian's failure again meant that their Northern Territory became the second party to be completely eliminated after the Eastern Territory.
Now, the winner of the Immortal Sect Competition will only be born between the Southern Region, Western Region and Central Region.
Thinking of this, the monks in the Northern Territory couldn't help but turn their attention to Lu Ya in the Southern Territory.
Next is the battle between Lu Ya from the Southern Territory and Fang Lintian from the Central Territory.
And with the strength that Fang Lintian showed just now, if he hadn't encountered the invulnerable Yang Yu, he would have been the favorite to win the championship this time.
"It seems that the leader of this Immortal Sect Competition will be competing between the Western Region and the Central Region. I hope the demon slayer from the Western Region can win the championship."
Among the monks in the Northern Territory, a monk who had been easily crushed by Lu Ya looked at the Southern Territory and said maliciously.
Considering the relationship between the Northern Territory and the Western Territory, it is natural for the Northern Territory monks to say this.
But unfortunately, he shouldn't have said it.
The monks present are all the best in the realm of Nascent Soul. From such a distance, even if they whisper softly, it is almost the same as whispering in everyone's ears.
The moment he finished speaking, an angry shout erupted from the Southern Territory team, followed by arrogant and violent dark red flames.
"Where did you come from, a villain who only talks behind your back!"
Xia Houjie's whole body was filled with red lotus karma fire, and the gilded spear with phoenix wings in his hand was like a phoenix bathed in flames. The sharp tip of the spear was pointed directly at the person who had just spoken out in the northern region.
"Be bold!"
Xia Houjie's attack was so violent and swift that the tip of the spear had already reached the northern monk's door, and the other monks had just taken action to stop him.
Seeing that Xia Houjie was about to pierce it with a spear, suddenly a wisp of icy blue mist appeared silently in front of the tip of his spear.
The mist was as thin as a cicada's wings, but the tip of Xia Houjie's spear penetrated it as if it were piercing cowhide. The tenacity and resistance transmitted from the tip of the spear made Xia Houjie's eyes narrow.
"In front of everyone in my Northern Territory, you want to attack and kill people from my Northern Territory. Do you think that my Northern Territory monks are just chickens and dogs? Or do you think you are stronger than the Western Territory Demon Slayer?"
Wang Xuan's eyes were cold, and he opened his fingers and pointed directly at Xia Houjie. Behind him, He Jin and Li Yu were already connected to him by an ice-blue magic lace.
With the combined attack power of the three of them, it was easy to stop Xia Houjie's sudden shot.
"Isn't it? He's just a dog barking behind his back!"
Xia Houjie took advantage of the situation and drew the gun, and then turned the gun around his waist. The majestic power flowed through the gun, and the tip of the gun swept across again with an ear-piercing scream.
"presumptuous!"
Wang Xuan shouted angrily, clenching his fingers suddenly.
In an instant, icy blue mist emerged crazily, almost drowning Xia Houjie in just one breath.
Just when Xia Houjie was about to be submerged, a golden light suddenly fell in front of Xia Houjie, and a flame more domineering and hotter than the flames on Xia Houjie's body burst into flames.
Lu Ya stood in front of Xia Houjie, with the sun's true fire shining brightly outside him. He just looked at Wang Xuan with a cold glint in his eyes.
Being stared at by Lu Ya's murderous eyes, Wang Xuan, who was originally quite powerful, suddenly looked unnatural.
Lu Ya really impressed him too deeply. He was so powerful that even the three of his brothers could not compete with him.
If Lu Ya had murderous intentions towards them, they would have almost no way to survive.
The atmosphere at the scene became tense in an instant.
At this moment, a cold voice sounded.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, this matter is the fault of my Northern Territory monks. Please calm down, Friend Daoist Lu."
Lu Ya turned around and saw Xue Mantian coming to his side, leaning over slightly and bowing before saying.
Seeing that Xue Mantian had already stood up and admitted his mistake, both Lu Ya and Xia Houjie had to give this face.
"no next time."
Lu Ya took a deep look at Wang Xuan and others, then turned and left.
Xia Houjie snorted coldly, put away his gilded phoenix-winged gun, and left with Lu Ya.
When the two returned to the Southern Territory team, Xue Mantian turned around and looked at the person who had spoken before with cold eyes.
"After this incident, I will go to the polar regions to fight for ten years."
"yes!"
The person who spoke before, facing the snowy sky now, showed no dignity as a Nascent Soul cultivator. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he immediately responded. (End of chapter)