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 Fang Qingwu only needed to exert a little force, and this long knife would pierce his forehead unimpeded.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, you lost." Fang Qingwu spoke softly through the life-saving shield, with divine light flowing in her eyes.

Jiang Daoying retracted his gaze, then stepped back slightly, avoiding her blade, and put away his own long sword on the way.

"The strength of the soul of Princess Fang is the only one I have ever seen in my life."

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Daoying waved his hand, and a green light shot out, and then he flew straight towards the South Region team without looking back.

Receiving this green light, Fang Qingwu's face under the veil relaxed slightly.

Finally, she defeated this peerless swordsman from the South Region. If she hadn't reacted quickly just now, she would probably have lost at this moment.

Even now, she still felt a little scared when she recalled it.

After all, Jiang Daoying's sword was too sharp, and the danger of the Soul Battlefield was extremely high. She was almost killed by Jiang Daoying's sword.

Seeing Jiang Daoying coming back, Lu Ya immediately joked: "Brother Jiang, have you seen the true face of this Wandao Princess?"

Jiang Daoying looked a little embarrassed, and waved his hand and said: "Brother Lu, don't talk nonsense. The Wandao Princess has always been mysterious. How can you see her true face casually? What's more, I'm not interested."

"Oh? Why do I remember that Brother Jiang is more interested in these?" Lu Ya moved 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 and Xu Bin met Lu Ya for the first time.

"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 looked in the direction of the voice and saw that all the cultivators in the Central Region were excited. They were probably surprised that their Wan Dao Princess defeated the peerless sword cultivator from the Southern Region.

"Look, they look very happy. Maybe they are really happy about the marriage between the Southern Region and the Central Region."

Lu Ya retracted his gaze, changed the subject, and said with a smile.

Jiang Daoying's face changed drastically when he heard this. He pointed his finger and a sound-blocking ban flew out of his hand: "Brother Lu, you must not say this again. If others hear it, it may be bad for you."

"Okay," Lu Ya pouted slightly and rubbed his fingers again, then gave up teasing Jiang Daoying.

However, after Lu Ya's interruption, Jiang Daoying recovered from the shadow of defeat.

"I saw that you were defeated, so I wanted to give you some advice."

Jiang Daoying smiled bitterly: "Thank you for your concern, Brother Lu, but we can change the way of advice, and we don't have to use this method."

Lu Ya waved his hand indifferently: "Forget it, I'm glad you're okay."

When the Wan Dao Princess returned to the Central Region team, the entire battlefield suddenly fell into silence.

Except for the Eastern Region, which was eliminated first, the cultivators in the remaining four regions looked at the other three regions with caution.

Including the eliminated Xue Mantian, Fang Lintian and Nangong Wentian from the Central Region, and Jiang Daoying from the Southern Region, there are already four losers.

And there are only three people who have maintained a perfect record, the demon slayer Yang Yu from the Great Yan Shengzong of the Western Region, Lu Ya, who has an ordinary but mysterious origin in the Southern Region, and Fang Qingwu, the Wan Dao Princess from the Central Region.

At this moment, the first round of battles has been completely fought.

Before the three undefeated warriors compete for the final champion, there will inevitably be several fierce battles between the losers and the undefeated warriors.

The undefeated warriors will try their best to maintain their undefeated record, but the losers will definitely do their best to kill the undefeated warriors like Xue Mu in the East Region, to prove that they are not inferior to others.

Lu Ya looked at Yang Yu and Fang Qingwu in turn, then he stepped forward and said in a clear and calm voice: "Since Fellow Daoist Yang and Fellow Daoist Fang have already fought, let me continue now."

After Lu Ya finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Xue Mantian in the North Region: "I wonder if Fellow Daoist Xue has recovered properly now?"

At the forefront of the North Region cultivators, Xue Mantian heard the words, nodded slightly, and also stepped out.

Still as aloof and indifferent as the snow lotus of Tianshan Mountain, even though he had seen it before, Lu Ya still felt a sense of amazement when he looked at it again at this moment.

The two stepped into the battlefield, greeted each other, and started a fierce battle.

A moment later, accompanied by a thunderous roar, Xue Mantian withdrew from the battle circle with blood on her mouth.

Reluctance emerged in her eyes, but after seeing the figure in the center of the battlefield, she waved away the reluctance and turned to a more dazzling fighting spirit.

Another life-saving number was obtained, and Lu Ya spread his palm. At this moment, the jade talisman in his hand had 37 life-saving times, and only the last three were left.

The owners of the three jade talismans were in the hands of Yang Yu, Fang Lintian and Fang Qingwu.

Although Lu Ya wanted to continue fighting with Fang Lintian now, it was not in accordance with the rules, so he turned back to the team of the South Region and gave up the battlefield.

Yang Yu of the Great Yan Shengzong of the Western Region followed and came to the field, his eyes fell on Nangong Wentian of the Central Region.

At this moment, only Nangong Wentian had a little longer recovery time, and the others had already fought.

Seeing Yang Yu coming, Nangong Wentian immediately took a step forward, turned into a dragon, and came to the center of the battlefield.

The two of them saluted in tacit understanding, 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 amidst the surging mana.

The moment the Wandao Emperor Bell appeared, a black-gold giant fist tore through the void and smashed down.

Clang!

The violent bell sound echoed between the heaven and earth, and the powerful force caused the Wandao Emperor Bell to retreat a few feet backwards.

Nangong Wentian, who was connected to the Wandao Emperor Bell in mind, was also choked.

But in just a moment, he adjusted himself.

The Wandao Emperor Bell returned to his head again, and slowly changed 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 Wandao Emperor Bell.

Buzz~

A ray of sound waves came out from the Wandao Emperor Bell, and as soon as it left the bell body, it quickly spread, and waves of sound waves washed over Yang Yu's body.

The continuous bell sound blocked Yang Yu's steps.

After several bells rang, the black gold color on Yang Yu's body became more and more brilliant, and his steps became faster and faster under the influence of the bells.

Another bell rang, but before the bell left the bell mouth, it was covered by a black gold giant hand.

Yang Yu held the Wandao Emperor Bell in one hand, looked down at Nangong Wentian, who was as small as a child in front of him, and exerted force with his arm.

Nangong Wentian's face changed, and his body disappeared from the spot in an instant like a swimming dragon.

Boom!

The Wandao Emperor Bell, which seemed to be made of gold, fell on Nangong Wentian's previous position with a bang, causing a large shock wave.

That was the shock wave ripple caused by the purest physical strength.

Looking at the Wandao Emperor Bell, which was like a toy in Yang Yu's hand, Nangong Wentian's eyelids twitched wildly. This experience of being hit by someone with his own things was the first time he encountered it.

You must know that the Wandao Emperor 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 Wandao Emperor Bell will be injured by these runes and fail.

And now, Yang Yu just resisted the counterattack of the Wandao Emperor Bell, and kept using it as a weapon to smash towards Nangong Wentian.

Nangong Wentian had no choice but to remove the Wandao Emperor Bell.

As Yang Yu smashed it again, the Wandao Emperor Bell collapsed into a large amount of spiritual energy and dissipated under his palm.

Without the obstruction of the Wandao Emperor Bell, Yang Yu was like a Tyrannosaurus Rex, and he punched Nangong Wentian away with just a dozen punches.

"Fellow Daoist Nangong, thank you."

After punching Nangong Wentian away, Yang Yu did not continue to chase him, put away his six-foot golden body, and said slowly.

Nangong Wentian threw out the life-saving fluorescent light neatly, and then quickly returned to the Central Region team.

The Western Region Demon Slayer won another game.

At this moment, as long as Fang Qingwu and Xue Mantian fight, and Lu Ya and Fang Lintian fight, the second round of battle will be over.

Compared with Lu Ya and Fang Lintian, the battle between Fang Qingwu and Xue Mantian, two peerless fairies, was more pleasing to the eye.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the battle between Fang Qingwu and Xue Mantian quickly unfolded.

However, the moment the battle began, Xue Mantian was pulled into the illusion by Fang Qingwu.

For a moment, the two people on the battlefield just stood there motionless.

In the soul illusion unknown to outsiders, the battle between Xue Mantian and Fang Qingwu was going on fiercely.

Both of them were proud daughters of heaven, and they both had their own pride and persistence, so the degree of this battle was extremely fierce.

Xue Mantian had lost three games in a row, and this battle was her last battle. No matter what, she had to do her best to win.

As one of the only three remaining winners, Fang Qingwu, as the hope of the last champion in the Central Region, naturally would not hold back.

This battle lasted for a quarter of an hour, and with a painful gasp, the two puppets came back to life again.

The audience, who were originally a little anxious, heard the noise and immediately looked towards the center of the battlefield.

Xue Mantian could not stop retreating, while Fang Qingwu, who was opposite her, looked normal.

The difference was immediately clear.

Seeing this, everyone naturally understood that the winner of this battle was still Fang Qingwu.

Compared with the joy of the cultivators in the Central Region, the cultivators in the Northern Region looked unhappy.

Xue Mantian's failure again meant that their Northern Region became the second party to be completely eliminated after the Eastern Region.

Now, the winner of the Immortal Gate Competition will only be born between the Southern Region, the Western Region and the Central Region.

Thinking of this, the cultivators in the Northern Region could not help but turn their eyes to Lu Ya in the Southern Region.

Next was the battle between Lu Ya in the Southern Region and Fang Lintian in the Central Region.

And with the strength shown by Fang Lintian just now, if he had not encountered Yang Yu, who was invulnerable to all methods, he should have been a popular candidate for the championship this time.

"It seems that the champion of this Immortal Sect Competition will be between the Western Region and the Central Region. I hope that the demon slayer from the Western Region can win."

In the Northern Region cultivator team, a cultivator who was once easily crushed by Lu Ya looked at the Southern Region and said maliciously.

Given the relationship between the Northern Region and the Western Region, it is natural for the Northern Region cultivator to say this.

But unfortunately, he should not have said it.

The cultivators present are all outstanding in the Nascent Soul Realm. At such a distance, even if they whispered softly, it was almost the same as whispering in everyone's ears.

The moment he finished speaking, a roar of anger broke out from the Southern Region team, followed by arrogant and violent dark red flames.

"Where did this villain who only knows how to gossip behind people's backs come from!"

Xiahou Jie was flowing with red lotus fire, and the phoenix-wing gilded spear in his hand was like a phoenix bathing in fire, with the sharp tip of the spear pointing directly at the person who had just spoken in the Northern Territory.

"Bold!"

Xiahou Jie came so violently and swiftly that the tip of the spear had already reached the face of the Northern Territory cultivator, and the other cultivators had just made a move to stop him.

Seeing that Xiahou Jie was about to pierce through him with a spear, suddenly a wisp of ice-blue mist appeared silently in front of his spear tip.

The mist was as thin as a cicada's wing, but Xiahou Jie's spear tip pierced into it, and it was like piercing into cowhide. The toughness and resistance transmitted from the tip of the spear made Xiahou Jie's eyes narrow slightly.

"In front of everyone in my Northern Territory, you want to attack and kill my Northern Territory people. Do you think that my Northern Territory cultivators are all chickens and pottery dogs? Or are you stronger than the Western Territory demon slayer?"

Wang Xuan's eyes were cold, and his five fingers were open, pointing directly at Xiahou Jie. Behind him, He Jin and Li Yu were already connected to him by an ice-blue magic band.

With the combined power of the three, it was easy to block Xiahou Jie's sudden shot.

"Isn't it? You are just a dog barking behind your back!"

Xiahou Jie took advantage of the situation and drew his gun, then turned the gun at his waist, and the majestic power flowed through the gun, and the gun tip swept across again with a piercing scream.

"How dare you!"

Wang Xuan shouted angrily, and his five fingers suddenly clenched.

In an instant, the ice-blue mist surged wildly, almost drowning Xiahou Jie in a short breath.

Just when Xiahou Jie was about to be drowned, a golden light instantly descended in front of Xiahou Jie, and a flame that was more domineering and hotter than the flame on Xiahou Jie's body rose up.

Lu Ya stood in front of Xiahou Jie, with the most rigid and yang sun fire outside his body. He just looked at Wang Xuan, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Stared at by Lu Ya's murderous eyes, Wang Xuan, who was originally quite imposing, suddenly looked unnatural.

Lu Ya had left a deep impression on him. Even the three of them could not contend with him.

If Lu Ya wanted to kill them, they would have no chance of survival.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense in an instant.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded.

"Daoyou Lu, this is the fault of my Northern Territory cultivators. Please calm down."

Lu Ya turned his head and saw Xue Mantian coming to his side. He bowed slightly and said.

Seeing that Xue Mantian had come out to admit his mistake, both Lu Ya and Xia Houjie had to give her face.

"No next time."

Lu Ya looked at Wang Xuan and others deeply, then turned and left.

Xia Houjie snorted coldly, put away the Phoenix Wing Gilded Spear, 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, I will go to the polar regions to fight for ten years."

"Yes!"

The person who spoke earlier, now facing Xue Mantian, had no dignity of a Nascent Soul cultivator, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He immediately agreed. (End of this chapter)