Jiang Dian has been in a good mood recently. Ever since the incident at Yinxi's wedding, he has been secretly laughed at. But it's different now. Smoke is rising from his family's ancestral graves, and Jiang Yinxi is going to be the consort.

"The four teams, A, B, B, and D, patrol around the Baihua Valley. If any traces of the demonic monks are found, they will be killed without mercy."

"The Four Teams of Heaven, Earth, Xuanhuang, Blockade Baihua Valley, making it difficult for those demonic monks to fly."

"The rest, follow me into Baihua Valley, and be sure to protect these well-fed and well-fed dignitaries watching the show."

In Baihua Valley, the competition between various sects is already in full swing, with cultivators’ spells flying across every arena, shining brightly.

Only one arena of Qingshan Sword Sect is uninteresting.

On the ring, Jiang Yinxi and the Fahua Sect man opposite had been facing off for half a stick of incense.

Jiang Yinxi frowned, not daring to relax in his heart. Immortal cultivators have so many tricks and tricks. Who knows what insidious tricks the other party will use in the next second.

He stared at the other person's face with all his concentration, trying to find any flaw in the monk, but the other person was completely integrated and didn't give him a chance at all.

"Do you want to fight or not? If you don't fight, go down. It's a waste of time."

"Yeah, what are you making a fuss about? It's so expensive to show this to me."

Listening to the boos from the audience in the ring, Jiang Yinxi suppressed the urge to complain. After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Yinxi moved, cautiously approached the opponent, and made a tentative move.

Jiang Yinxi pressed against the opponent's chest and punched every inch. Unexpectedly, the opponent spit out blood and hit the formation on the ring. After struggling for a moment, there was no movement.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yinxi couldn't believe it. His first real opponent was knocked down by him with just one punch.

The surrounding formations were still on and did not disappear. The voice announcing Jiang Yinxi's victory did not sound either. The sapphire on the arena that was replenishing the formation's ability suddenly emitted a bloody light. On the arena, the light faded and the sapphire turned gray.

It fluttered until it broke into pieces.

A mass of black mist surged out from the body of the monk of the Fahua Sect, and within a moment, it condensed into a human form. The disciple of the Fahua Sect at its feet had long since become a mummy, blown by the wind.

, turned into ashes and disappeared.

"Thank you very much for delaying your time for me so that I can safely perform my skills and condense into this blood body. In order to repay you, I decided to turn you into my blood body."

Hearing this, Jiang Yinxi still didn't understand what was going on. The demonic monks who came to participate in the sect competition had no quota, and the demonic monk in front of him used evil methods to occupy

The body of this disciple of the Lotus Sect was used to achieve the purpose of the competition.

In the original plot of the Baihua Valley Competition, there was no description of these, and the focus was on how the protagonist pretended to be cool. In order to avoid his participation in the plot and affecting the plot, Jiang Yinxi deliberately did not understand it.

Now it seems that those people written by the stupid author who are on par with the protagonist are demonic monks.

"What happened just now? Why did blood suddenly appear?"

"The fight must have started. It's not surprising what the cultivators did."

At this moment, the demonic monk on the opposite side gestured towards Jiang Yinxi in a decent manner.

"Fahua Sect, Ji Chaoping, please give me some advice."

Jiang Yinxi's body tensed up as if he were facing a formidable enemy. He also had a name for Ji Chaoping, a villain who replaced him after his death and forced the protagonist to run away many times.

Before Jiang Yinxi could react, Ji Chaoping's figure moved, appearing and disappearing in his sight. A light palm was placed on his back. Jiang Yinxi felt a burning pain in his internal organs. He counterattacked, and after Ji Chaoping's palm,

The figure flickered, disappeared, and then reappeared. The black light flashed across the river and flew out, hitting the light mask.

If Jiang Yinxi hadn't instinctively protected his head, Ji Chaoping's palm would have destroyed his Tianling Cap.

"Oh? This little ninth-grade martial artist can actually block my palm, not bad."

After Ji Chaoping finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Yinxi's painful expression and was very satisfied. He took out a yellow talisman from his arms. This yellow talisman was filled with bloody lines, forming a strange skeleton. As soon as he saw it, he knew it was nothing.

nice one.

Jiang Yinxi stood up and rushed towards Ji Chaoping, wanting to interrupt him, otherwise he would most likely have to ask Ye Zixuan again if she loves me.

In response to Jiang Yinxi's approach, Ji Chaoping sneered and muttered something. Following Ji Chaoping's thoughts, the yellow talisman glowed with blood.

This yellow talisman is Ji Chaoping's unique skill, called the Blood Talisman. Anyone hit by this talisman will have his or her mind devoured, leaving behind a body that collects blood seeds. As long as he injects his spiritual consciousness, he can

Create a blood body that can move freely.

The disciple of the Lotus Sect died under this talisman.

When Jiang Yinxi saw that Ji Chaoping was about to finish casting the spell, he stepped forward and waved his fists. At this moment, Jiang Yinxi had many thoughts. He regretted why he didn't learn more moves and only knew this king's eight punches.

The scolding system requires him to learn the skills for a year, and there are still more than ten months left to complete.

Facing Jiang Yinxi's desperate struggle, Ji Chaoping seemed particularly excited. A mere punch from a ninth-grade martial artist could not even break through his golden light shield.

Seeing that the fist was about to fall on Ji Chaoping's body, golden light mixed with blood light suddenly lit up from Ji Chaoping's body.

There was a "click" and the sound of something breaking echoed throughout the arena.

Jiang Yinxi only felt that he had smashed something, and Ji Chaoping's proud laughter disappeared from his ears. At this time, he heard the exclamation from the audience outside the venue.

When the light disappeared, Ji Chaoping in front of him opened his mouth. The armor made of the golden light spell on his body was shattered inch by inch at this moment. The yellow talisman in his hand had turned into ashes at some point, and only a few scraps remained.

in hand.

"Impossible, how could I lose to a ninth-grade martial artist?"

Ji Chaoping's blood body also had cracks under Jiang Yinxi's punch, and the seeds that maintained the blood body were broken.

This Ji Chaoping turned out to be a demonic monk with a high attack speed, which made Jiang Yinxi both happy and worried.

The good news is that he doesn't need to save his files and start over. He, a ninth-level martial artist who has never finished learning his skills, can defeat this blood-body incarnation of Ji Chaoping.

What's worrying is that the death of the blood body will definitely cause trouble, and he will definitely be remembered by Ji Chaoping's body. I don't know what kind of cultivation Ji Chaoping's body is, what kind of spells he knows, and whether he can handle it.

"The winner will be buried in Qingshan Sword Sect Tang San."

The mask fell and Jiang Yinxi jumped off the ring. There was only a pool of blood left on the ring. Several wooden puppets were cleaning the ring. One of the wooden puppets swayed and walked towards the outside. Like cultivating immortals: Female
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