I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

Han Ze's fist came quickly.

The spiritual master who was approached had no chance to activate the defensive spiritual weapon.

He was beaten so hard that he was unable to fight back.

boom!

The Sixth Realm Spirit Master was knocked to the ground.

Han Ze, who had just won the victory, did not hesitate at all and turned sideways to avoid it.

The spiritual beast that rushed towards him was instantly defeated.

Han Ze stood firm.

He looked at the Seventh Realm Summoner opposite who was smiling at him.

"Your luck ends here."

The summoner's message fell into Han Ze's mind.

He did not respond.

He just tried his best to hide around the stage.

The summoned beasts of the Seventh Realm Summoner were far beyond his ability to deal with.

Han Ze never thinks highly of himself.

Even if he just defeated the Sixth Realm Spiritual Master.

That's just taking advantage of the other party's contempt from the beginning.

And now... although the Seventh Realm Summoner still despises him.

When controlling the summoned beast, he was not at all perfunctory.

It was all about a quick victory and knocking him off the stage.

As soon as the first person takes action, there will be a second and a third.

soon.

There was chaos on the stage.

As the second lowest cultivation level on the field and the only one in the fifth realm, Ning Ruan is also the target of many people.

Eliminate those with low cultivation levels first.

Trying to extend the time they can stay on stage is the idea of ​​most people.

"Little girl, you can jump down by yourself. If you jump down, I won't do anything to you."

"I can also take the initiative to jump down without attacking you, which is better than being beaten down by me."

Ning Ruan looked at the two people rushing towards her.

Two physical practitioners.

Trying to persuade her to commit suicide

Not far away, there were three spiritual masters staring at her with burning eyes.

Five people... wanted to beat her up.

Don't talk about martial arts!

"Why don't you jump?" Ning Ruan remained motionless.

Hear the words.

The two body cultivators laughed out loud.

The one on the right was laughing and persuading her earnestly, "Little girl, I saw that you were already on the eighth floor that day. There is no need to participate in the competition anymore. Even if you go down, it won't have any impact on you. "

"It has no impact, but I want to be number one." Ning Ruan said confidently.

It would be strange if it had no impact.

Where are these people just fighting for a place to live?

Obviously he wanted to take the opportunity to show off today so as to gain the appreciation of the college instructor.

Ning Ruan was not interested in her mentor's appreciation.

But if these people want to scare her into jumping down, that won't work.

"What did you say? Do you want to be the first? Hahaha, the little girl is not old, and her tone is not small."

"Little girl, number one has nothing to do with you, a fifth-level monk."

The two body cultivators smiled so hard that their lips reached to their ears.

The three spiritual masters not far behind the two also showed expressions that were half-smiling but not smiling.

next moment.

One of the body cultivators burst out laughing and rushed towards Ning Ruan.

As a ninth-level physical cultivator, he really has no interest in doing anything to a fifth-level little girl.

But who can stop the other party from entering?

boom!

The body cultivator's fists were several times faster than Han Ze's.

Under normal circumstances, even monks in the Sixth Realm cannot avoid it.

Ning Ruan didn't avoid it.

Not even a step moved.

He just used his backhand to bring out the big iron pot that Han Ze had used to fry several dishes just last night.

The fist wind collided with the iron pot's protective barrier.

The body cultivator only had time to show an expression of disbelief before he was already shaken back by the force of the rebound.

"This pot...how is it possible..."

Physical training quickly stabilized the body shape.

His eyes were full of shock.

Ning Ruan stood under the iron pot, her eyes narrowed, "It looks like you can't knock me down anymore."

"Come together!" The other body cultivator who had not yet taken action immediately suppressed his smile and shouted towards the body cultivator who was still shocked.

however.

The other party still didn't move, just staring at the pot floating in the air, "No, with the strength of the two of us, there is no way we can break the defense of that pot."

"Then add us!" Three spiritual masters who had been watching the excitement stepped forward at the same time.

This time, it really became five against one.

Ning Ruan didn't panic at all.

He even took out the spirit fruit and sat down cross-legged, eating while watching the energy of various elements flying around on the field.

So despised.

The five people who originally didn't have to deal with a fifth-level monk were really angry at this moment.

The attacks from the three elements of water, fire, and wood were directed towards the defensive shield that fell around the iron pot.

The two physical cultivators are no less generous.

Almost using all his strength.

It seems that the shield must be broken.

Click.

Click.

The spiritual fruit in Ning Ruan's mouth made a crunching sound.

She really didn't take the five people seriously.

Compared to the attacks of these five people, they were not even as destructive as the water arrows occasionally dropped by the twelve-level water spiritual master next door.

But fortunately, the only twelve-level monk on the field, like her, was brought back by Xu An.

He probably knew her identity as the destined child, so the other party deliberately controlled the water arrows and tried to go around her.

Of course, Mu Yiqiu and Han Ze were also bypassed.

Ning Ruan's eyes were on Han Ze.

This guy had the lowest cultivation level, but after knocking away the Sixth Realm monk for the first time, he did not face the enemy head-on.

Instead, he took out the puppet beast that Ning Ruan was extremely familiar with.

He alone controls three at the same time.

This is not the kind of experimental puppet beast her senior brother made that can barely attack.

But it was genuine, just like the one they encountered in the secret realm.

Ning Ruan even suspected that these puppet beasts were from the secret realm.

But he was brought out by Han Ze.

Ning Ruan also brought some with him at the time, but they were all defective products.

Her biggest gain from that trip to the secret realm was that she obtained the Immortality Jade Medal and the spiritual attack technique for the first time.

At that time, Han Ze should have also seen the big guy who even dug out the floor tiles.

Therefore, this puppet beast must have been given by the boss.

The more Ning Ruan thought about it, the more he realized the truth.

"Is he a puppet beast brought from the secret realm of Shangzong in the Ming and Qing Dynasties?"

Third senior brother Qi Mo's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Ning Ruan was stunned.

Scanning the field, her third senior brother was nowhere to be seen.

"You don't have to look for me. I'm right next to you. I just used a stealth formation so you can't find me."

Ning Ruan: "..."

Stealth formation?

Do not!

The formation she used was less than ten, so she jumped off the stage.

Zimmer: "Little junior sister, you can speak. They can't hear your voice now. If you want them to hear it, just take three steps to the right."

You can leave the formation in just three steps, right?

Ning Ruan smiles in confusion.

So, when exactly did her third senior brother hide near her?

It’s really about safety, right?

Also.

On safety.

Is there anything safer than under her iron pot?

Even if she doesn't have the ability to hold on, at most the defensive shield will disappear.

The defense of the iron pot itself is still there.

Just put the pot on her body and there would be no other way for her to die except starvation or old age.