I Try To Become An Immortal Through Mortal Science

"Hehe, Junior Brother Han, it's just a joke, don't take it too seriously."

Luo Hong said with a half smile but not a smile, he thought it was very interesting to embarrass the dignified old devil Han.

"It's good that senior brother understands. Junior brother just saw that this woman is quite filial, so she gave some medicine pills and magic tools that are not needed."

While Han Li was explaining, the competition between Qingling Sect and Huajian Sect below officially started.

Gongsun Xing had a cute round face like his mother's, but exuded a fierce aura, obviously really angry.

For the Huajian faction, although Fang Yin said that he was aggressive and sure of winning, he was actually a little guilty in his heart.

What troubled him was not Gongsunyu and his daughter, who were the loudest, but Fan Mengyi, who stood behind the Qinglingmen and remained silent, with an indifferent expression.

Fang Yin has seen this woman's methods with her own eyes. Fortunately, twenty years have passed, and this woman has only reached the peak of the middle stage of foundation establishment, and has not yet reached the late stage.

Otherwise, even if there are less than ten foundation cultivators in Qingling Sect, he would not dare to challenge Uncle Liu.

"Gongsun Yu was seriously injured before, although he recovered by chance, but his strength has not yet recovered, so there is nothing to fear.

His daughter is just an ignorant person, as long as she keeps the top players in the school and picks Fan Mengyi in turn, she will definitely win this time! "

After Fang Yin thought again in his mind, he winked at the younger brother at the side, and the other party immediately understood, and the crowd came out immediately.

"Murong Cheng of Huajian faction, in the early stage of foundation establishment, please enlighten me!"

This person is in his thirties and has just entered the Foundation Establishment period. He is the weakest among the Huajian Sect's Foundation Establishment Stage monks.

"Hmph, please enlighten me!"

As soon as Gongsun Xing finished speaking, the two sacrificed their magical weapons at the same time and fought together.

Disciple Huajian thought that dealing with a girl who relied on her talent was no problem at all, but as soon as he fought, he found something was wrong.

The power of the opponent's magic weapon is too strong!

It is inevitable that Gongsun Xing's magic weapon is powerful. Although it is a magic weapon eliminated by Old Demon Han, being able to stay in Laomo Han's storage bag for a while is enough to show that it is a top-notch magic weapon.

And the magic weapon driven by disciple Huajian is just a better high-level magic weapon.

Disciple Huajian's cultivation base was not much better than Gongsun Xing's. Now that the gap between the magical weapons is so large, it only took three or two strokes to fall to the disadvantage.

Soon, Gongsun Xing destroyed several of his magic weapons one after another, forcing him to admit defeat with a livid face.

After the first battle, this Huajian disciple not only lost face, but also lost a lot of Lingshi.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Fang Yin secretly scolded Gongsun Yu for being cunning, and purposely gave his daughter a powerful magic weapon to deceive him.

However, they didn't have top-level magic weapons, so Fang Yin arranged for a junior with top-level magic weapons to play.

But in the end, the Huajian faction was still defeated, because Gongsun Xing had more than one top magic weapon!

"Senior Brother Fang, if you let this little girl get any more airy, we will lose all of our Huajian Sect, let's use it!"

At this time, a female cultivator in the middle stage of foundation establishment came to Fang Yin's side and said.

"Okay then, Junior Sister Qi will deal with her quickly!"

Fang Yin only felt that he lost his face, and he didn't care about preserving the magic power of the masters in the sect, so he sent a disciple in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Facts have proved that the gap in strength caused by the gap in cultivation is still very large.

Although Gongsun Xing's magic weapon and kung fu are quite extraordinary, after a fight, he soon showed his defeat.

At this moment, she tactfully conceded defeat and retreated, completely unlike a choice that a person controlled by anger would make.

Only then did Fang Yin and the others understand that they were played by Gongsun Xing from the very beginning.

High in the sky, Luo Hong saw that after Gongsun Xing left the field, the Qingling Sect randomly picked up a disciple in the early stage of foundation establishment, and defeated the Huajian female cultivator whose mana was greatly damaged, and couldn't help saying:

"This girl is quite intelligent, so the younger brother doesn't want to accept her as a disciple?"

"Senior brother, don't be joking, junior brother is in this situation, isn't accepting apprentices harmful.

My fate with this woman is over, but my senior's disciple is outstanding in appearance and full of heroic spirit, which makes my senior brother doubt the original intention of my apprentice. "

Now that Han Li is no longer a brat, after realizing that Luo Hong was just joking, he joked not to be outdone.

"Junior brother, don't underestimate this apprentice, brother, in the way of Yujian, maybe the junior brother is not as good as him!

oh? Is this going to happen? Brother, please take a good look. "

Luo Hong was a little proud and authentic, but he was also very puzzled at this moment. Fan Mengyi can jump and jump, and his freedom doesn't seem to be restricted. Why does he disregard his teacher's order and live in Nanli Island?

After Gongsun Xing, the competition between Qinglingmen and Huajian faction basically became a match without any suspense. After one side wins, the challenger will definitely defeat in the next match.

In a blink of an eye, Fan Mengyi was the only one left in the Qingling Sect who did not participate in the battle, and there were three other members of the Huajian Sect, including Fang Yin, all of whom were at the middle stage of Foundation Establishment or above.

"Sister Fan, be careful. If you really lose, then just admit defeat!"

Xi'er, who was already a mature and beautiful woman, persuaded her with a sweaty face.

"Don't worry, I have my own measure."

Fan Mengyi smiled slightly at Xi'er, and walked forward slowly.

"Junior Sister Fan, you are no longer from the Qingling Sect, so it's against the rules to fight for them."

Fang Yin glanced at the Xinggong disciple who was presiding over the competition, with a strange expression of yin and yang.

"You can't ask for foreign aid for competitions, but fellow Taoists are from the Qingling Sect?"

Cultivator surnamed Huang immediately put on a serious face. His purpose here is to reflect the majesty of the star palace, and he will never allow anything outside the rules to happen.

"I am the elder Keqing of the Qingling Sect, who was personally invited by the head of the Gongsun Sect. It is not too much to participate in a competition."

Fan Mengyi pointed at Gongsun Yudao, who also nodded in agreement.

"How can there be an elder in the foundation building period? You are lying to ghosts!"

Fang Yin only felt that he was being fooled, his eyes widened immediately, and he said angrily.

"Now I have it, if you don't accept it, please come and enlighten me!"

Fan Mengyi didn't tell Fang Yin much, twelve flying swords came out of the storage bag one after another, forming a sword circle behind them.

"Senior Brother Fang, this girl is too arrogant, let the younger brother cut her spirit!"

Among Fang Yin's only two remaining juniors, a thin disciple frowned, feeling that Fan Mengyi was very disgusting, and jumped out without waiting for Fang Yin's arrangement.

"Junior brother, be careful, this girl is very good at swordsmanship!"

Fang Yin stretched out his right arm as if wanting to drag the skinny disciple back, and hurriedly reminded him.

The skinny disciple didn't respond, and immediately opened his hands, and a blue light fell into his hands, manifesting a big blue banner.

This flag has a white flying bird pattern on its surface, and its aura is compelling. It is a top-level magic weapon with extraordinary power.

The skinny disciple threw the flag above his head, and immediately cast a spell to drive his supernatural powers.

"Look at the sword!"

As soon as Fan Mengyi gave the order, the twelve fiery red flying swords shot out, either directly hitting the skinny disciple's face, or drawing an arc to attack the wings, or even flying close to the ground, killing all of them. In an instant, the opponent was put into the sword net.

The skinny disciple turned pale when he saw this, and quickly changed the magic formula in his hand, changing the attack magic power that was originally going to be cast into defensive magic power.

Otherwise, before he can make a move, he will be cut to the front by Feijian.

After eating up all the pills left by Luo Hong, Fan Mengyi's cultivation speed dropped immediately, and then encountered a bottleneck again. He has studied the way of sword painstakingly for these years, and the skill of controlling the sword is no longer what it used to be.

In addition, Xiaoyao Jianxin allowed her to control Feijian in a meticulous manner, so after the thin disciple fell into a passive position, there was no chance of turning the tables.