"Damn it! I'm going all out! "Jiao Lin pinched a blood-red talisman in his hand and secretly injected spiritual power into it.
In the midst of the battle, Zhao Yuande suddenly felt a burst of uneasiness in his heart. A sense of crisis descended upon him, which immediately startled him.
He instantly woke up from his berserk state and saw the blood-red talisman in his opponent's hand.
"Not good!"
He suddenly twisted his body, and at the same time, a blood-red arrow shot from his opponent's hand towards his chest.
At this time, his body was huge. Although he tried his best to dodge, the blood-red arrow still pierced through his shoulder, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
Jiao Lin saw that he did not hit his opponent's vital points and could not help but feel pity.
However, at this time, Zhao Yuande was injured and had fallen into a passive position.
"Shameless! Shameless! Jiao Lin, you actually used such a sinister method in a challenge. Shameless! "At this time, an exasperated voice came from outside the arena.
It turned out to be Fan Ying, who had arrived late. At this time, there were a few people behind Fan Ying. They were Shen Zong and a few other new outer disciples.
"Junior Sister Fan, although they are challenging, the venue is the Grudge Arena. Moreover, the venue was chosen by Zhao Yuande. You can't blame Brother Jiao Lin!" The young man named Zuo Hengfei did not look very good at this time. Zhao Yuande's power was too strong, so strong that it made him afraid. If he had gone up just now, he might not have been able to defeat him.
"Zuo Hengfei, do you dare to fight with me?" Fan Ying looked at the injured Zhao Yuande on the stage. Although she was anxious, she could not go up to help. Zuo Hengfei was still nagging here. She immediately became angry and directly challenged him.
When Zuo Hengfei heard this, his face suddenly darkened. He thought to himself, "Only a fool would fight with you. If I win, Immortal Fengjue will take my life. If I lose, will you let me go easily?"
"Hmph!" Fan Ying saw that her opponent was silent and snorted coldly. She continued to watch the battle.
At this time, Wu Zhishan smiled slightly and said, "Junior Sister Fan, how about I fight with you?"
This Wu Zhishan looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. Her skin was white and delicate, and she was beautiful. Her figure was even more graceful. Although she was not as enchanting as Li Mei 'er, she had her own unique charm.
"Senior Sister Wu, I'm not going to fight with you! If I beat you to death, my master will punish me. "Fan Ying glanced coldly at the other party, a look of disdain in her eyes.
When Wu Zhishan heard Fan Ying say that she didn't want to fight her, she thought that the other party was afraid of her, but when she heard the end, her face couldn't help but turn gloomy.
"Fan Ying, you are my aunt's disciple. Do you think you can do whatever you want?" Wu Zhishan clenched her fists.
Although Immortal Fengjue was her aunt, she did not like her very much. She only doted on this disciple of hers, causing her to feel jealous.
Many times, she had asked her mother about it. At first, her mother would only sigh. Later, she found out that her aunt despised her for being unchaste and had …
"I'm already twenty years old. Can't I have my own man?" At that time, she had questioned her aunt, but the answer she got was a slap to the face.
Later, she found out that her aunt had originally wanted to nurture her as a successor, and even wanted to teach her a supreme divine ability. Unfortunately, this supreme divine ability required a virgin body, and she …
In addition to regret, she also hated her aunt's disciple. She wished that she could just kill her.
However, she also knew that if she really killed Fan Ying, her aunt would probably kill her on the spot!
"I don't want to do whatever I want, but don't come over and disgust me!" Fan Ying retorted without holding back. She had been influenced by her master, and did not have a good impression of this Wu Zhishan.
"You … You …" Wu Zhishan's finger trembled. She pointed at Fan Ying and almost went berserk.
Fan Ying ignored her, and focused on the battle on the stage.
At the side, Wu Zhishan was so angry that her body trembled. After being scolded and humiliated by Fan Ying, she no longer had the face to stay here. She waved her hand and left.
"Hmph! Fan Ying! You seem to care a lot about this Zhao Yuande. There must be something going on between the two of you. I want to see if this bitch, Feng Jue, will be angered to death when she sees her disciple like this! "Wu Zhishan had a vicious plan in her heart.
She did not walk directly to her cave dwelling, but stepped into the transportation array in the distance.
At this time, the battle on the stage was still going on fiercely. Although Zhao Yuande was injured, he had the Immortal Body, a heaven-defying cultivation method.
Although he did not directly heal the wound, it was slowly healing, and it did not affect the battle at all.
Zhao Yuande became more and more courageous as the battle went on. On the other hand, his opponent was gradually running out of strength and started to retreat.
"Good! Good! Go Senior Brother Zhao! "
Fan Ying waved her little fist excitedly.
"Go Senior Brother Zhao, go!"
Shen Zong and a group of new outer sect disciples behind him were also cheering excitedly.
If Zhao Yuande won this battle, it would be a kind of encouragement to the new disciples. It would let all the outer sect disciples know that they, the new disciples, were not pushovers.
Jiao Lin's face was distorted. Seeing that he was about to lose, he gritted his teeth and took out a blood-red jade talisman.
His heart was bleeding. This was his life-saving item, and it cost him hundreds of thousands of high-grade spiritual jades. He did not expect to use it in this kind of battle!
However, since Zhao Yuande was prepared, this kind of thing could no longer hurt him.
However, what everyone did not expect was that after Jiao Lin activated the jade talisman in his hand, he took the opportunity to turn and run.
"Where do you think you're going? Stay here! " How could Zhao Yuande let him escape so easily? Jiao Lin had been cursing him and even said that he wanted to cripple him.
Although he was tall now, he was more agile than an ape. In a flash, he appeared behind Jiao Lin and grabbed him with his five fingers.
"Hmph! If you don't let me go, I won't let you go! "Jiao Lin suddenly turned around and his eyes were filled with madness.
He opened his mouth and swallowed a pitch-black pill. Before he closed his mouth, everyone could smell a disgusting stench coming from his mouth.
"This is a Blood Corpse Pill. What is he going to do? Does he want to die? "Some people who knew what Jiao Lin had eaten immediately knew what he had eaten.
"Crazy! Crazy! A normal challenge has turned into a duel. Why didn't anyone come out to stop it! "
"Stop what! In the grudge arena, there are countless casualties. Even the Sect Leader will not stop it. "
"Hey! Even if Jiao Lin kills his opponent this time, he is finished. The side effects of the Blood Corpse Pill are too great! "
"He has no hope in this life … …"
"… …"
"Senior Brother Zhao, come down quickly! This Jiao Lin is crazy! He will kill you! " When Fan Ying heard the three words Blood Corpse Pill, her face turned pale with fright and she hurriedly shouted at the grudge arena.
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