The golden elixir of the Feiyu Sect monk just hit the black magic weapon flying sword light sacrificed by Zhou Qing. The sword light paused slightly and dissipated in an instant, revealing the prototype of the magic weapon flying sword. ["Crazy" gets more chapters

The magic weapon flying sword is dim and it is obviously a heavy blow. After all, the power of the golden elixir is extremely powerful, comparable to the natal magic weapon of a cultivator. Moreover, the Feiyu Sect monk condensed the medium-grade golden elixir.

"Medium-grade Golden Pill"

The audience cultivators were slightly surprised at this time. Although they knew that the Feiyu Sect cultivator was not weak, they did not know that he was a middle-grade golden elixir.

Although the grade of golden elixir is far less than the top-grade golden elixir, it is different from the lower-grade golden elixir. In fact, most golden elixir cultivators are low-grade golden elixirs, and there are very few middle-grade golden elixirs, which are even more unique.

However, the Ye family cultivators and some truly eye-catching masters are still not optimistic about the Feiyu Sect cultivators because they know that Zhou Qing’s golden elixir is at least a medium-grade one, because most of Zhou Qing took the golden elixir condensed from the five-colored spiritual fruit.

Zhou Qing's black magic weapon, the sword light of the flying sword, was dispersed, and the sword was declared to be a failure. However, the monks of Feiyu Sect were not having a good time. After the monks of Feiyu Sect's middle-grade golden elixir attacked the sword light, the light immediately dimmed, the spiritual pressure was much smaller, and a slight crack appeared on the surface.

The face of the Jindan monk of Feiyumen was as pale as frost in an instant, and he spit out a mouthful of red and warm blood, and his whole body immediately became listless.

"I admit defeat"

Before Zhou Qing could speak or take action, the Golden Pill Cultivator of Feiyumen immediately took back the Golden Pill, took out the identity sign of the Qianlong Conference, and poured spiritual power into it. His whole person was wrapped in a layer of light, his body blurred, disappeared in an instant, and he appeared again and was already outside the ring.

"Take aside"

Zhou Qing was very calm, without the ecstasy or pride of ordinary monks after winning, because he had already expected the result of this competition, and winning one game did not mean anything. He had to win two more games before he could truly enter the next round of competition.

"No," Ye Feng smiled slightly on the referee's seat, very satisfied with Zhou Qing's performance.

The monks of the spectators were stunned. They obviously did not expect that the monks of Feiyumen's Golden Pills would even spit out the middle-grade golden elixir, and they would be so easily defeated by Zhou Qing.

The silver-haired scholar had expected such a result, and was not surprised at all. At this time, he smiled and said to three early-stage masters of the three major sects, including Changmei, and said: "What do you think of this monk named Zhou Qing?"

The old monster with long eyebrows said first: "This person is at least a medium-grade golden elixir, otherwise it would be impossible to use a mere low-grade magic weapon flying sword to resist the opponent's medium-grade golden elixir attack, and it is even more impossible to shake out a crack in the opponent's medium-grade golden elixir."

Fairy Nangong continued: "This person is likely to be a top-grade golden elixir, and the magic weapon he controls is also the peak of the low-grade magic weapon. Obviously, it was not refined by him himself, but obtained from other golden elixir cultivators. If he could completely refine this magic weapon, his strength would definitely be able to make a big move."

The Nascent Soul Cultivator from the Abbot's Sect pondered slightly and said, "I think Zhou Qing is not only strong, but also extraordinary in wisdom, and has rich experience in fighting. When he encounters such an opponent, the junior of Feiyu Sect will lose the competition no matter what."

The silver-haired scholar smiled and nodded and said, "You all analyzed well, but you all forgot a very important detail. That is, Zhou Qing's cultivation level is not weak this time. Not only does there be spiritual power in the meridians and dantian, but there is spiritual power in every inch of flesh and blood in his body. His spiritual consciousness is also very powerful. The cultivation method is at least the top-grade, so the attack of magic weapons will be extremely sharp, and it can even break the opponent's middle-grade golden elixir."

Changmei and others actually saw these problems, but they did not say them out loud, just to leave them for the silver-haired scholar to perform. At this time, they immediately said respectfully: "Senior, I have good eyesight, I will accept it."

The silver-haired scholar laughed happily when he heard this, then turned to Ye Feng and said, "How is it? Master Ye, we have a good analysis of the junior named Zhou Qing of the noble family, right?"

Ye Feng smiled slightly, but did not speak, and still stared at the ring. The Japanese masters in the Hai family next to him were overjoyed. He knew that this was the silver-haired scholar and other masters who were helping them. He immediately notified the important news with the secret technique of sending voices from thousands of miles away to many subordinates in the audience.

Zhou Qing, who was on the ring, fought hard with the middle-grade golden elixir of the Feiyu Sect monk. Although he had completely gained the upper hand, he and his magic weapon were also hit hard. Fortunately, after each competition, the winning monks could rest for a while. Zhou Qing immediately sat down cross-legged on the spot and began to heal.

"I hope I can recover quickly enough, otherwise this injury will definitely seriously affect the next two competitions." Zhou Qing thought anxiously while taking out the healing pill to use it.

"Hurry up, when do you want us to wait?"

Among the Japanese, two early-stage Jindan masters and one of the Hai family, were planning to go on stage immediately, but when they saw Zhou Qing healing his wounds on the ring, they couldn't help but show a look of joy and impatientness, and shouted arrogantly, hoping to disturb Zhou Qing's mind through the restrictions on the ring.

Time passed quickly, and as the prescribed rest time was about to pass, Zhou Qing was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his face still pale. The Japanese, the Hai family monks, and the Feiyu Sect monks all became even more proud and shouted in unison. The Ye family cultivators couldn't help but show a look of worry.

The East China Sea cultivators who were watching the battle also made a fuss. It was obvious that the powerful strength of the Ye family monk Zhou Qing caused jealousy deep in their hearts.

The cultivators gloat and thought: "It seems that the middle-grade Jindan monk is not so easy to be defeated. Although the juniors of Feiyu Sect vomit blood, Zhou Qing was also injured. If he competed with injuries, he would definitely lose when encountering Japanese people and Hai family masters, and he might even be in danger of life. Even if he could retreat safely, he would not heal in time, leaving behind future troubles."

However, at this moment, Zhou Qing in the field stroked the storage bag on his waist, and a small blue magic weapon appeared in his hand.

Zhou Qing quickly opened the jade bottle, and a water-blue mist with a powerful breath of life immediately escaped from the jade bottle. Zhou Qing took a sip of the water-blue mist, his face immediately returned to rosy, and the injuries on his body disappeared completely. He immediately took the jade bottle and stood up.

The cultivators were shocked to see this and speculated that Zhou Qing was using what healing medicine. The deputy head of the Hai family in the referee's seat had a sword-like look and said coldly: "Head Ye, what did Zhou Qing of the noble family just use? Could it be the magic medicine that stimulates the potential of the monks?"

Ye Feng did not answer, but turned his head lightly to look at the deputy head of the Hai family, and then continued to look at the ring. The deputy head of the Hai family originally wanted to take advantage of the situation, but when Ye Feng saw it, he couldn't help but feel like he was seen through. He couldn't help but feel afraid, and what he was about to say was choked up when he was about to say.

"Okay, don't be suspicious. What Zhou Qing used this time was just a high-quality healing medicine contained in a jade bottle, not a violation of the rules. If I had expected it well, this should be the healing spirit mist left by a medical expert using a secret water-based healing technique." At this moment, the silver-haired scholar said thoughtfully.

The deputy head of the Hai family fell completely silent after hearing this.

The next two competitions were relatively simple. They were two low-grade Jindan Japanese against Zhou Qing. These two Japanese were full of confidence before they came on the court. After they met Zhou Qing's powerful pressure, they immediately had difficulty in acting and their strength was greatly suppressed. Before they even had time to register and defend, Zhou Qing raised his hand to slay a sword light, strangled them to pieces and smashed them on the spot.

The audience members were stunned. Zhou Qing ruthlessly killed two Japanese golden elixir masters in a flash. He was really cruel and even more powerful.

After all, cultivators of the same level are easy to decide the winner, but it is difficult to kill each other, and it is even more impossible to solve the opponent in one encounter. Zhou Qing can easily kill Japanese people of the same level, and his strength is obviously much higher than Japanese people, which also makes the cultivators more sure that Zhou Qing is a top-grade Jindan master.

The Japanese cultivators were furious. Although there were many masters in Japan, there were very few young masters who could make golden elixirs within a hundred years. In particular, the Ye family also snatched away their five-colored spiritual fruits and fruit trees, which directly destroyed their plan to build a group of young golden elixir masters.

This time, the Japanese came a total of 72 masters, including eight of them. One of them was killed by the Golden Light Mirror, and now two of them were killed by Zhou Qing. Now there are only five people left, including the Japanese princess. Fortunately, these five people are all masters without exception, and they are far from comparable to the three dead Golden Light Mirror. Moreover, these five masters all passed the Golden Light Mirror and got the chance to compete.

At this time, seeing two companions tragically die one after another, four Japanese golden elixir masters outside the Japanese princess immediately became angry and excited, all of them going to go to the stage to fight Zhou Qing.

However, the Japanese princess said coldly: "Bastard, all are quieter. Zhou Qing is very strong this time, and it is not our main goal. We don't need to sacrifice more on him. What we have to do is wait for the head of the Ye family to come on the field, and then kill him at all costs. As for the others, they are secondary."

"Hi"

The Japanese masters were ashamed of being a blow, and their expressions became serious. They immediately stood up straight and turned neatly and lowered their heads towards the Japanese princess.

The Japanese princess' eyes were like lightning and continued, "Let the Ye family monks be proud first. The reason why I sent these two monks to the field was to paralyze the Ye family monks and make them despise us Japanese, so that we can kill us later. If you go up and kill Zhou Qing now, the head of the Ye family will inevitably be alarmed and may withdraw from the competition immediately. Besides, if you go up now, Zhou Qing may not be willing to compete with you, because he has won three games and has reached the conditions to enter the next round. Before the second round of competition begins, it doesn't matter whether he competes or not in the next competition, and it doesn't matter whether he wins or loses."

"So that's it, the princess is wise, we are reckless, and almost ruined the big thing."

When the Japanese heard this, they immediately realized that they did not understand. They not only did not complain about the Japanese princess, but they even felt ashamed of themselves. At the same time, they worshiped the Japanese princess even more.

"Just know if you are wrong. Let's continue to listen to my arrangements. In the end, you may all die, but you will definitely become the heroes of our Japanese and get the title of the Emperor of Heaven." The Japanese princess smiled and nodded.

"Hi"

The Japanese were excited and nodded in unison again.

"You can kill well, you should be more cruel to the Japanese." At this time, the Ye family cultivators were very surprised. Regardless of whether Zhou Qing on the stage could hear it, they all praised him loudly.

"Yes, I can kill two Golden Pill Japanese, seize two Golden Pills, and have many other gains. No matter how good the competition scores were, Zhou Qing did not come in vain. He even made great contributions to my Ye family." Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction.

"Zhou Qing, I'll meet you."

Zhou Qing was very calm. In the exclaiming of the cultivators, he collected the golden elixirs, flesh and blood, storage bags and other items from the Japanese monks. He was about to step down to rest and wait, but Hai Qing, an early-stage master of the golden elixir from the Hai family, rushed to the arena.

Hai Qing was still wearing a white dress and looked elegant. Her pale face not only did not affect her appearance, but also made him more of a sickly handsomeness.

As soon as Hai Qing came on stage, many monks in the audience immediately cheered, and some low-level female cultivators even screamed with fanatic eyes.

"The East China Sea is indeed not as reserved as Middle Earth. These women don't know at all. It seems that only our head can save them by unifying the world." Ye Xuan from the audience said disdainfully.

In Ye Xuan's opinion, Hai Qing is not only lacking in education and inconscientiousness, but also Ye Feng's defeated generals. It is not worthy of any monk's love and cheering. These monks should cheer for Ye Feng who will come to power soon.

At the same time, Zhou Qing on the ring laughed and said, "It's just right. I originally planned to end up. Since you come, I will compete with you. If you don't dare to find our head, I will teach you a lesson on his behalf, so as not to continue to be arrogant and eventually slander your life in the hands of others."

As he spoke, the golden elixir in Zhou Qing's body ran rapidly, and his whole body was immediately surrounded by an invisible breeze. Ling Xuyu flew to more than ten feet high.

Swish

Zhou Qing waved his hand, and the magic weapon flying sword immediately set out from the dantian and flew out from Zhou Qing's palm along the meridians. Without any fancy, it turned into a very thin black sword light that was as if it could swallow everything. It made a sharp sound of breaking through the air. The powerful spiritual pressure and sharp sword energy quickly stabbed Hai Qing's eyebrows.

Hai Qing did not reply, but his eyes were full of rage. It was obvious that Zhou Qing had said it to the pain. In fact, being seriously injured by Ye Feng was the biggest blow he had encountered in his life. Not many monks knew about it, but Zhou Qingyi said it now, everyone knew how he could not be angry?

Hai Qing gritted her teeth and expressed all her anger through actions. Hai Qing did not fly into the air like Zhou Qing, but stood steadily, exuding powerful pressure all over her body, raised her head slightly, snorted heavily, and a powerful, dull invisible sound wave immediately emanated from her nostrils.

Zhou Qing in Benhun immediately felt that his heart was hit by a sledgehammer, and it was extremely painful. He immediately groaned and suddenly fell from Benhun.

Before he landed on the ground, Zhou Qing's eyes went dark and he fell into a coma. Fortunately, before he fell into a coma, Zhou Qing did something very important, which was to use the test sign on his body. His whole person was instantly wrapped in a ray of light, suddenly disappeared, or was teleported out of the arena.

"hateful"

Hai Qing was furious. In fact, after he snorted coldly, he immediately prepared for the next attack. Unfortunately, Zhou Qing adapted too quickly, and his attack was obviously one step later.

Although he won, he did not kill Zhou Qing like he planned, but exposed a powerful killing move, so he was naturally very unwilling to accept it.

However, the monks watching outside the ring did not think so. Zhou Qing won three consecutive games, which was easy every time, and it was used for a short time. Not only did he injure an opponent, but he also killed two other Golden Pill Japanese. This had long left the impression of being fierce, ruthless, indestructible, and invincible for the cultivators.

However, Zhou Qing, who is now a top-grade golden elixir cultivator, was defeated by Hai Qing in a blink of an eye. Hai Qing was not even the top-grade golden elixir, and he didn't even move. He just snorted coldly and didn't even sacrifice magic weapons. This situation immediately shocked the cultivators completely.

Even Ye Feng was slightly stunned. Other masters on the referee's seat, even the deputy head of the Hai family, did not expect this scene, and it was also very surprised.

As for the ordinary monks, they were even more confused. With the cheers of the Hai family monks, all the monks woke up, and some monks couldn't help but talk:

"What's going on? Why did Zhou Qing fall out of the air by himself?"

"Yes, I didn't even see Hai Qing taking action."

"Is it because Zhou Qing colluded with the Hai family and deliberately admitted defeat?"

"Impossible, Zhou Qing is a monk of the Ye family. It is rumored that the Ye family and the Hai family have a great revenge."

"Yes, Zhou Qing also said before the competition that Senior Hai Qing seemed to have been seriously injured by the head of the Ye family."

"No wonder Zhou Qing's face turned so pale. So that's the case."

"Shh, whisper, if the Hai family hears it, we will be in trouble. We are just small monks and our cultivation is not high. Don't mess with the Hai family."

"Maybe Zhou Qing was sick and had a sudden attack?"

"Maybe Hai Qing really made a move, but we didn't see it."

"Is it a rumored idea attack?"

"I think it has something to do with the jade bottle that Zhou Qing used before. After using the jade bottle, his face immediately improved. Obviously, there was something vicious spiritual medicine in the jade bottle that stimulated the potential of monks. Now that the spiritual medicine has exceeded its power, the side effects have occurred, Zhou Qing suddenly fell from the air."

"In this way, Haiqing's luck is really great. Alas, when will I encounter such a good thing?"

"Just you, go for your daydream."

"Zhou Qing, are you okay?"

The Ye family cultivators didn't care about the doubts, and were all shocked and worried about Zhou Qing's safety. Among them, Ye Xuan, Xu Han and other Jindan monks rushed up immediately, trying to catch Zhou Qing before he landed.

After all, Zhou Qing was injured, and it seemed very serious. Once it fell down, the injury would be even worse. Especially, there were many monks outside the ring, and there were many people with ill-belief. If someone took advantage of the chaos to attack Zhou Qing, Zhou Qing would not be able to survive even if he was not dead...
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