Qianhua didn't intend to really hurt this little girl.
An Yiran felt that every move of this big man had no murderous intent, or that there were many monks in the Holy Spirit Palace who had not stained their hands with blood.
Now is the age of law, and some people may have never even seen treasures such as high-level magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and elixirs.
In other words, they are too poor.
The monks' resources are too scarce among each other, and there is no need to kill and swindle.
Moreover, killing someone might cause commotion among people in the mortal world.
An Yiran originally thought that only those men yesterday acted like this, but he didn't expect that this bearded man also acted like this.
Has the Palace of the Holy Spirit been in seclusion for too long?
The lives of these people are too comfortable.
"I haven't lost yet."
An Yiran gave a weak smile, Feeling the increase in water aura around her, she instantly realized that Qianhua was preparing another blow for her.
She couldn't move her hands and feet now.
If she was hit again, she would definitely be out.
Qianhua said in a rough voice: "Don't think that we have no inner disciples left.
Even if you are the disciple of the Venerable, you still can't defeat us."
Qianhua is somewhat straightforward and speaks very straightforwardly.
"It's not the end yet, why do you say I lost?"
An Yiran especially hated it when others said she was Rong Yi's disciple, even if it was unintentional.
"I don't believe you can turn over now."
Qianhua immediately shot the water arrow condensed in his hand towards An Yiran.
An Yiran can break free from this vine long ago, she has the most powerful thunder root.
The purple thunder and lightning that shot out from head to toe instantly chopped the invulnerable green wood vine into a pile of fly ash.
Using his body movements, he easily dodged the oncoming water arrows.
An Yiran knew that her previous embarrassment was entirely because she had the courage to spend too long with a person who was in the Qi-training stage.
Of course, there was no problem when using the foundation-building stage, but she only planned to It took so long to reach the seventh level of qi training, and it was completely self-inflicted.
Qianhua saw that her green wood vine was chopped into ashes by An Yiran with lightning, and she was instantly angry.
It was a living plant, but it was chopped into ashes by this person The offensive instantly became more intense.
An Yiran felt Qianhua's attack and instantly felt a trace of murderous intent.
Seeing his red eyes again, Ma Dan, it couldn't be because of the fact that he chopped the plant just now.
No matter how much An Yiran complained, she was dodging left and right in a very embarrassed manner.
If she weren't wearing white brocade spider silk clothes.
He was definitely bruised and bruised by the water arrows and vines flying around.
People watching the theater are still gathering below, and they are all complaining in their hearts.
The person you are fighting might be the future young palace mistress.
Are you trying so hard to kill this person?
Do you have something in your head?
An Yiran was struck by thunder.
A deep pit was instantly smashed into the ground, and the speed of lightning was also very fast.
Qianhua was right for a moment, but his arm was burnt black by lightning.
The people below all have a hint of respect for An Yiran as a strong man.
For a seventh-level qi-refining person to be able to achieve this level of qi-refining perfection, he is simply a genius.
Didn’t it say some time ago that His Holiness’s disciples can only practice to the third level?
One of the onlookers suddenly asked.
Now the onlookers suddenly realized that this little girl was hiding her cultivation level.
After precise calculations, An Yiran fired thunder and lightning at various tricky angles at Qianhua.
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Both of them had practiced speed skills, and only phantoms could be seen on the arena.
Qianhua was very agile and dodged the first lightning bolt, but he had just used the water dragon.
The dense water around them guided the second thunder and lightning.
Qianhua was stunned by the thunder and lightning for two seconds.
An Yiran punched him in the face, hitting some of Qianhua's joints at various tricky angles, making him powerful and powerful.
When An Yiran threw his ninth punch, Qianhua finally couldn't help but take a few steps back and was beaten to the ground.
This boxing technique is Jiuzouquan.
An Yiran has just learned it recently, and originally planned to use it as a unique skill to suppress the bottom of the box.
But now it has to be taken out.
It seems that this punch is quite powerful.
Qianhua didn't know what happened to him.
His fist was obviously so soft, but when it hit him, he felt a huge force pushing his body to one side, and then punched him one after another.
It is completely impossible to mobilize the spiritual energy in the body.
He was punched directly to the ground by a little girl, which was even more humiliating than defeating him with a spell.
"I lost."
The thunder condensed in An Yiran's hand suddenly dissipated, "Why did you admit defeat?"
"You are indeed very powerful.
I don't have any spiritual power now."
"That's natural.
And my full name is An Yiran.
Don't call me little girl."
An Yiran looked proud.
Qianhua didn't know what kind of cultivation this little girl had, but he intuitively felt that this little girl was definitely special, otherwise it would be impossible to dodge his attack.
What's special about An Yiran is that she can recover spiritual energy twice as fast as ordinary people, but she won't explain this to this big man.
"Little girl, don't be so arrogant.
Who can fight in a low-level arena?
The one who can beat you will be in a high-level arena."
Qianhua looked at her with some dissatisfaction.
This girl actually destroyed the little vines he had carefully cultivated so violently.
He had spawned seeds when he was training himself.
After the spawning, Qianhua had to take good care of every plant and tree he spawned.
But this time the vines he spawned were burned to black ash by lightning.
Even though he knew An Yiran's reaction was normal, he still couldn't let go.
When I look at this little girl, I feel like I'm looking at an enemy.
An Yiran didn't expect that this was a low-level field, but she wasn't afraid of a high-level field.
She urgently needed to fight to improve her strength.
"Just go."
Qianhua walked to the bottom of the arena, and the surrounding onlookers subconsciously stepped back and sneered: "Those who fight in the advanced training ground are the really powerful people.
Each fight starts at 1,000 yuan.
I don't know the leader of the sect."
Don’t you dare?”
This sentence was a bit provocative and a bit aggressive.
It seemed that she was sure that she would hit a wall in the high-end field.
"Oh, what happened to me?"
An Yiran was a little confused.
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She didn't seem to have done anything outrageous.
It was your own decision to admit defeat.
Why did she suddenly change?
Upon hearing An Yiran ask this question, Qianhua's expression became even more condensed.
An Yiran rolled his eyes, wondering who he thought she had killed.
An Yiran chased after him, and she wanted to ask him clearly.
This man was quite funny.
To be continued
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