Chapter 1619

1619 cruel saint

After a while, half of the last 16 has passed.

Li Fan also looked forward to those who participated in the fifth round of the competition.

Saint of demon sect, head of Kunlun!

"This woman who claims to be the only saint of my religion has a mysterious identity. Even the Organizing Committee of our competition doesn't know her identity."

The host looked at the masked saint and said, "I'm sorry we can only provide this information, because the tradition of the Wulin conference is to respect the privacy of every contestant. If the other party is not willing to disclose his identity, we can only accept it."

It is estimated that this kind of thing will only appear at the Wulin conference jointly held with the Jianghu.

"The player who fought against her was the leader of Kunlun, miaochen, one of the six major sects in China!"

The host finally has something to introduce, "miaochen is 39 years old this year, and the Kunlun sect under his command is a famous sect in China. The Kunlun sect is located in the Kunlun Mountain in Qinghai Province, which is also a holy land like immortals. If you have the opportunity to go to the Kunlun Mountain, you might as well go to the Kunlun sect to have a look. It is said that Kunlun produces immortals. Although I have never seen immortals, this wonderful leader has some fairy demeanor."

Miaochen stood in front of the saint, the so-called immortal leader, but his face was not very good-looking.

"Evil cult scum, people in the Jianghu, everyone will be punished! As a saint of evil cult, you dare to appear. It's really brave."

"Bull nose, you can't scare me."

The saint pinched her willow waist with one hand and played with a sword in the other hand. Li Fan's eyes tightened when he saw the sword. Four elephant sword! Good guy, his good brother really lent the sword to the saint. It seems that the demon sect is bound to win the reward for the leader of the alliance this time!

The saint's voice is enchanting, with a little charm, as if the nine tail divine fox were reborn. She looked at miaochen opposite with spring like eyes and provocatively said, "the rules of the martial arts competition and the gratitude and resentment of the Jianghu are all resolved in the challenge arena. Why, cow nose, do you want to ignore the rules set by the tianwu cabinet, take your disciples and grandchildren, and get rid of me here?"

"Hum!"

Miaochen swept away the dust, "don't be crazy, I can end you alone."

Kunlun Mountain is also a martial arts sect of Taoism. Every leader will become a monk, but he is also a meat Taoist and a romantic Taoist. This miaochen looks serious, but in fact, his wives and concubines are in groups, and he never abides by any Taoist rules. On weekdays, although miaochen doesn't love words, he also shows his jealousy of evil in dealing with the demon sect.

"Last time I was in seven Xia villa, I thought miaochen was quite low-key."

Li Fan knocked his legs and looked at miaochen on the challenge arena. "When I saw him today, he turned out to be a master who likes to pinch soft persimmons."

"Do you think my aunt is like a soft persimmon, easy to bully?"

The saint also saw miaochen's mind, "if you want to win me, try the four elephant sword in my aunt's hand first!"

"This sword is indeed in your demon sect's hand!"

Miaochen's eyes saw the sword, and a touch of greed flashed in his eyes, "when the bully Li Fan lost this sword, now let me take it back!"

"Just try."

The saint sneered. With the start of the game, she waved her hand directly, with a sword in full swing. A white tiger flew out of the void, and then turned into four separate bodies, rushing towards miaochen from all sides!

"What is this?"

The host was dazzled. "Did the saint contestant turn into four tigers? Today's martial arts competition really opened my eyes! I think the audience must feel the same way!"

What he said is really true. Where have these audiences seen this. A sword that can turn emptiness into reality. This kind of treasure is rare in the Wulin! For thousands of years, the four elephant sword has been like this. What people in Wulin want most is the true immortal formula that can become immortals, the nine Buddha Sutra that can never die, and the four elephant sword that can turn emptiness into reality!

Now the four elephant sword and the true immortal formula appear together, can't miaochen secretly rejoice? First come, first served. Since I saw it first, this four elephant sword is my own!

The four tigers, miaochen didn't pay attention at all. Miaochen looked at the four tigers, showed elegant Fengshen legs, easily kicked out four feet, and kicked the four white tigers that rushed to the front to pieces.

Li Fan couldn't help regretting that the saint didn't make any progress. Even if she holds the four elephant sword, she can't exert the real power of this sword?

"Demon girl, you are not worthy of this four elephant sword! Bring it to me!"

Miaochen said, and cast eight steps to step on the cloud lightness skill. In a moment, he skimmed over a distance of more than ten meters. His body was extremely elegant and unrestrained. It was really like a fairy coming to earth. People who saw it were pleasing to the eyes. He pushed close to the saint, kicked out a series of wind god legs, and prepared to defeat the saint!

But at this time, the saint's eyes were a little more smiling. She held the long sword in her hands and let out a charming sound.

"Xuanwu!"

The huge dragon turtle wrapped the saint's body, and the sword gas on it directly bounced miaochen's body out! Even if miaochen's Fengshen leg technique is exquisite, he has to fall into a somewhat embarrassing situation at this moment.

"Go to hell."

The saint suddenly showed a red light, and her strength instantly increased by at least ten times! Li Fan couldn't help standing up when he saw this scene!

How strong! At this moment, the strength of the saint pulled out to the realm of the master? Is this her original strength, or does she rely on some secret method to improve her strength? But no matter what kind... Miaochen is going to be unlucky!

Sure enough, before miaochen reacted, in his frightened and distorted eyes, the saint had raised the four elephant sword and threw out a rosefinch sword!

The flaming rosefinch, the size of a peacock, flew out in an instant, as fast as lightning, and passed miaochen in the blink of an eye!

Poof! A flaming arm fell down, miaochen screamed, ran Zhenqi to shatter the flame that continued to burn at the wound, then stopped his blood, and finally fell to the ground, failed to stabilize his body, and fell over. His originally combed bun has also spread, and the Taoist priest Kunlun no longer has the fairy like expression before. His hair is disheveled, and half of his body is burnt black. How embarrassed it is!

"You lost."

The saint put her sword back into its sheath.

"This is the martial arts competition, bloody, cruel... And full of the glory of fighters."

The host's voice sounded again, "if it's an ordinary martial arts competition, I'm afraid the saint has lost the qualification of the competition. But this is the martial arts competition, and everything has its own rules."

Several medical staff came up and carried the seriously injured miaochen down.