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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-One Paintings

It was very hot at noon, and there was no cloud in the sky. The sun hung above the head motionlessly, burning the grass. There was no wind, and the air was still frozen. There was no rustling sound on the branches, and there was no ripple on the water: the indelible silence enveloped the entire courtyard as if everything was dead.

No one spoke, and everyone's eyes were staring at the Alchemy sword in Ying Chengfeng's hand.

If this sword was forged by an ordinary spiritual master, everyone would not be so unbearable.

Although ordinary division-level spiritual weapons are precious, they can still gain a lot of strength from Qiu Jia, one of the four great masters of Tianhao City. However, this spiritual weapon was forged by Master Feng Kuang himself.

Feng Kuang, the most powerful divine weapon in the Qidao Sect, was forged by the strongest. The divine weapon he poured into the spirit is not only famous in the sect, but even the strong men from other sects tried every means to obtain a spiritual weapon he created himself.

As a natural possessor of evil spirit, Feng Kuang's talent in this area can be regarded as unique. Therefore, after seeing the long sword in Ying Chengfeng's hand, both Qiu Renyi and the Biao Han behind him showed an unconcealable look of greed in his eyes.

His eyes narrowed slightly, Qiu Renyi hesitated for a moment and suddenly asked, "Who among you is going to fight?"

According to his original idea, no matter what Ying Chengfeng and others said, he would not allow his subordinates to continue to participate in the battle. Anyway, the battle in the hall was absolutely fair and just, and the two sides signed a life-and-death contract. If Ying Chengfeng was still entangled, he could apply for arbitration from the hall and expel him.

If Ying Chengfeng can be driven out of the Holy Temple, he will not only lose all his face, but also be unable to participate in the Battle of the Inheritance Tower a year later, and invisibly solve a powerful opponent. This is his wishful thinking.

However, after Ying Chengfeng took out the long sword that Feng Kuang had forged and filled with spirits himself, his heart thrust and he could no longer remain calm.

Ying Chengfeng smiled slightly, and had expected his reaction.

He turned sideways and nodded gently to Zhang Chunxiao.

Zhang Chunxiao stepped forward, clasped his fists to Qiu Renyi, and said, "Zhang Chunxiao is willing to fight to avenge his senior brother."

"Hehe, it turns out that they are brothers of the same school. No wonder they have such deep feelings." Qiu Renyi sneered and said, "But unfortunately, your true energy is too poor. Are you really sure to win?"

Zhang Chunxiao opened his eyes wide open and said, "How high and low are my true energy? You don't have to worry about it. Humph, if you don't take revenge from your senior brother, why do you become a human being?"

A faint coldness appeared on Qiu Renyi's face, and he suddenly said, "Qiu Guiyang, this person is named Zhang Chunxiao, and is a senior brother of Brother Ying. His true energy cultivation is above and below the seventh level, and he has two or three top-grade spiritual weapons at the same time.

Hehe, you are willing to fight with this guy again.”

The man beside him breathed a sigh of relief. If he was asked to fight with the spiritual master Ying Chengfeng, he might be frightened, hiding as far as he could, and trying his best to avoid the battle. However, an ordinary warrior with the seventh level of true energy would not be in his heart.

Although Zhang Chunxiao must have several top-grade taxi-level spiritual weapons, his equipment is not bad at all.

What's more, the spiritual weapon created by Feng Kuang himself was in front of him, and he could not resist this huge temptation at all.

Taking a step forward, Qiu Guiyang said: "Three young masters, the villain is willing to fight."

His voice was sonorous and powerful, and his fighting spirit was high.

People die for money and birds die for food. Under the stimulation of the treasure, he even developed a desperate heart.

Ying Chengfeng was slightly surprised, looked at Qiu Renyi seriously, and said, "Brother Qiu, do you know Ying very well?"

Zhang Chunxiao is just an unknown person, and can be remembered by the arrogant Qiu Renyi. This shows that he has indeed conducted some investigations about himself.

Qiu Renyi smiled and said, "Brother Ying, you signed up for the spiritual master assessment at the eighth level of true qi. With such a great reputation, even if Qiu deliberately neglected, he could not stop someone from making noise in his ears."

Ying Chengfeng frowned slightly. Judging from Qiu Renyi's tone, it seemed that it would be a great thing to participate in the spiritual master's assessment at the eighth level of true qi. But since that's the case, why didn't Master Feng mention it at all?

He vaguely guessed the reason, maybe because Master Feng was unwilling to let him be unbalanced.

After calming down his mind, Ying Chengfeng said, "Since this guy has agreed, let's go to the ring."

A bad omen came to Qiu Renyi's heart inexplicably. Ying Chengfeng and others' attitudes were really too firm. Could it be that this little guy on the seventh level of true qi really has any killer weapon, which can make him sure to win?

However, it has reached this point, even if he wants to regret it, he can't say it.

With a light snorting, he waved his hand and said, "Go."

The group surrounded Qiu Renyi and Ying Chengfeng and came to an empty courtyard west of the Lingta.

In this courtyard, a tall arena stands, which is the bloodiest life and death ring in the Spiritual Hall.

In the courtyard, there were several warriors guarding him. As soon as they saw the posture of both sides, they knew why they came.

One of the warriors stood up and said slowly: "If you want to get on the ring, you must first sign a life and death clause." He paused and said: "On the ring, life and death are all in their destiny. Once you get off the ring, you will not be allowed to have any disputes. Otherwise, you will be an enemy of the Spiritual Path Hall. Do you understand?"

I don't know how many times he said this, but he said it casually, just like a rumor.

"I understand. Please tell me about life and death." Zhang Chunxiao stepped forward and said loudly.

The Templar nodded slowly and said, "Okay, who is the other person?"

Qiu Guiyang walked out of the crowd, bowed slightly to the warrior, and said, "Please give me a life and death clause."

"Hey, it's you?"

The warrior looked at him in surprise and frowned, "You have been on the ring once today, why do you still have to..." He seemed to remember something, his eyes swept across the faces of Zhang Chunxiao and others, and suddenly his thick eyebrows frowned, saying, "Hmph, I have said that once you get off the ring, your grudges will be gone. If anyone dares to seek revenge, he will be an enemy of the Spiritual Path Hall."

Ying Chengfeng cursed in his heart. Although he had to admit that this regulation definitely made sense, it was impossible to ask him to give up revenge.

The Templar turned around and looked at Qiu Guiyang, saying, "You were forced to come to power after being coerced by them? If so, you can appeal to us and we will definitely give you justice."

The expressions of Yinglide, Zhang Chunxiao and others changed slightly, and they never expected that such a change would occur.

Ying Chengfeng smiled coldly and said, "Your Excellency, this ring battle was proposed by Mr. Qiu first. If you don't allow it, we will turn around and leave and will never get entangled."

After he finished speaking, he hung the long sword in his hand around his waist and made a gesture to leave.

"Don't leave." Qiu Guiyang was anxious and shouted quickly.

He turned his head and looked at Qiu Renyi with a look of entreaty on his face.

Although his true qi cultivation is only at the eighth level, his martial arts talent is not weak and he has a great possibility of being promoted to a martial artist in the future. Once he is promoted to a martial artist, his identity will no longer be a guard of the Qiu Mansion, but will become a guest minister of the Shu Mansion.

But even if he became a guest of Qiu's family, it would be difficult to get such a spiritual weapon built by a famous scholar, so he was absolutely reluctant to give up this opportunity.

However, at this time he was still a guard under the Qiu Mansion. When Qiu Renyi was here, he did not dare to speak out loudly.

Qiu Renyi frowned slightly and said, "Brother Ying, we agreed before, don't you want to regret it?"

Ying Chengfeng shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's not that we regret it, but that this gentleman raised doubts. In order not to let us suffer an unjust grievance, I had to give up."

Qiu Renyi and Qiu Guiyang both cursed in their hearts. This guy is so shameless at such a young age.

What does it mean to suffer an injustice? Isn’t it you the one who came to challenge him for the second time?

However, for the sake of the spiritual weapons forged by Feng Kuang, they could not say this.

With a snorting, Qiu Renyi said: "Brother, we have indeed proposed this battle first. It is not their intention to retaliate. I would like to ask my brother to make a clear explanation."

Although he is arrogant, he is still cautious in the Spiritual Path Hall and dare not offend others rashly.

Who knows if there are relatives of a boss in the sacred temple among the warriors in front of him? If they offend others without realizing it, it will be a little more trouble.

The Templar looked at them, relaxed the expression on his face, and said, "Since it is not a revenge competition, we can't control it." He waved his hand, and someone behind him took out two life and death figures and placed them on the table in moderation.

"You guys come forward and read it, and then sign and seal it."

Zhang Chunxiao and Qiu Guiyang stepped forward together. They looked at each other. Zhang Chunxiao was full of anger, while Qiu Guiyang looked disdainful.

The Templar looked at them and was amazed.

Zhang Chunxiao clearly came to take revenge, but for some reason, Qiu Guiyang also showed great enthusiasm. Could it be that the two sides really have any unresolved grudges? But even if there is an unresolved private grudge, it is impossible to put it here to fight and resolve it.

After a while, the two of them had finished their marks. The Templar Warriors had a ring in the courtyard and said, "You two are going up. You must not come down until one party admits defeat or dies." He paused and said, "I will declare again here. If one party admits defeat, the other party shall not continue to attack, otherwise it will be regarded as challenging the Spiritual Path Temple. We will kill him here."

By the time his voice was terrifying, it had become extremely sharp by the last sentence

Zhang Chunxiao and the others responded at the same time.

Qiu Renyi suddenly said, "Qiu Guiyang, come here."

Qiu Guiyang came to his side and bowed and said, "Three Young Master."

Qiu Renyi waved his hand and a servant respectfully brought a pair of armor.
Chapter completed!
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