Miaoyin is rich in wealth, and her talismans are thrown as paper. Unexpectedly, there are many talismans in Qianlan's heaven and earth bag, which are not at all inferior to each other's attack. The most surprising thing is that she guesses the talismans and moves used by each other every time. With the advantage of the prophet, she can solve the attack one by one, and even turn defeat into victory. However, in a quarter of an hour, Miaoyin has a faint defeat.

"Master, this nun has a deep mind. There is no omission. It's terrible."

Murong Ling nodded and shook her head and said, "there is no friendship in the arena. It should be like this."

Compared with Miaoyin, Qianlan's calm response is really excellent, which can only explain one reason. Qianlan's understanding of Miaoyin has reached a thorough level, and he doesn't know whether he is smart or attentive. If the latter, it's really terrible.

Qian LAN is Huo Mu Ling Gen and an alchemist. Murong Ling likes her but doesn't know her strength. Seeing her rich experience and consciousness, she can't help sighing in her heart. As a result, she can't underestimate anyone. Everyone is working hard in the dark, not inferior to her.

Miaoyin, who was retreating, was already red with anger. His dark eyes were wide open and he swore, "you are so mean and shameless. You secretly designed me. Have you inquired about my talisman for a long time, or how can you just defeat me?"

Qian LAN tears a water amulet to drown her fire dragon. Her look doesn't change. She says, "younger martial sister, most of the talismans in the market are of these kinds. I just bought them with the tide. How can I deliberately aim at you. I know that my younger martial sister misunderstood me, but why do you slander me in public? It's my own person after all. "

Miaoyin is even more angry at her sophistry. How can Qianlan have so many talismans? Maybe he bought them from his brother. Many of them are familiar with his brother's handwriting.

She immediately sneered, "all said it was my own, then you still beat me with the talisman made by your brother, a hypocritical woman."

Mingxiu, who was watching the battle under the stage, wrinkled his handsome face. He had prepared these talismans for a long time. Who knew they would match each other. No matter which side he stood on, he was wrong. He had to persuade him, "sister, elder martial sister, you should be careful to fight, and don't hurt your body."

He didn't open his mouth. It's good that Miaoyin heard that he didn't stand on her side. He was more angry in his heart, and his hand became more merciless.

It's just that there's something to add to the fire.

Su's disciples, who have been watching Miaoyin make a fool of themselves all the time, see their own family make a scene. They immediately roar with glee and shout in a strange voice, "it's obviously that they are inferior to others, and they also blame others for plotting. You just beat our elder martial brother with a magic weapon. This is the Modern Times newspaper."

"It's just a yellow haired maid who doesn't know anything without relying on the spirit weapon."

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Many of the onlookers also talked about it, seizing the opportunity to criticize Miaoyin. No matter when they are, there is no shortage of people who hate the rich and fall into the well. Anyway, if they try to be brave, others can't help them.

Seeing Miaoyin's red eyes, Mingxiu is distressed. The little princess they hold in the palm of their hand has never been so pointed out. Suddenly, she turns to Su's disciples with a black face and says, "what if my sister has a spirit weapon to rely on? If she has the ability, you can also use it. What are you talking about, a group of gossipy women?"

The disciples of the Su family immediately sank their faces. Their elder martial brother had been defeated by the friars of the fifth floor of Lianyuan. Now he was ridiculed by the little friars. How could he bear it? He said angrily, "it's just a little loose cultivation. How dare you provoke the Su family, how dare you?"

Seeing that he was alone and just practicing five levels of cultivation, Su's disciples wanted to do it because of the large number of people. Miaoyin kept paying attention to the audience. Seeing that Su's disciples had already taken out the magic weapon, he was in a hurry, "brother, be careful!"

It is because of her distraction that Qianlan catches the opportunity to throw a handful of seeds in the past. Immediately, a vine grows up and binds her tightly. Qianlan takes the other end of the vine in one hand and sends her out of the challenge arena.

This one is won by Qianlan.

"Younger martial sister, please accept." Qian LAN unties the vine on Miaoyin's body and says so.

Miaoyin looks at her with a sneer and runs to Mingxiu in a hurry. "You bad guys, don't bully my brother!"

Regardless of the fact that her vitality has not yet recovered, she directly takes out a gourd with a big stomach and points it at Su's disciples. However, this time, instead of releasing yellow sand, she forms a whirlpool at the mouth of the gourd and swallows the three Su's disciples outside.

The onlookers were so scared that they dodged one after another for fear of being hit by the fish in the pond. The Su family disciples were so angry that they gave up their target and aimed at Miaoyin, "demon girl, let my younger martial brother out quickly!"