518: C518 Fan Magical Equipment

C518 Fan Magical Equipment

When Jue Yazi heard this, he slapped the chair, and the leg of the chair directly shattered. This kind of Wood Stone was the hardest, and ordinary Nascent Soul stage cultivators would not be able to destroy it.

"Murong Feng, don't be so arrogant, your Shennong has already reached the opposite side, have you heard the words of the younger generation, they view your Shennong as their enemy, in my opinion, you are evil cultivators, and will eventually become an existence that the world cannot tolerate, like vampires and werewolves!"

As a Sect Master of the Penglai Holy Land, when he saw a junior of the Core Formation Period miserably die in front of his eyes, he himself was helpless as well. This kind of feeling was extremely painful, he had long ago lost communication with the Sect Master of the Shennong Holy Land, and this time he had even had a falling out.

"Hehe, you guys can do whatever you want. If our Shennong leaves you, it might develop even better. There's no need to take on such hypocritical goodwill every day. In this world, only power is real!"

Murong Feng remained unmoved, but upon hearing Ren Haiqiu's words, he revealed a look of contempt, causing Ren Haiqiu and Zhang Daoyi to become extremely angry!

"Good!" Good! Good! Then we shall see how far your Shennong Holy Land can go! "

Ren Haiqiu pointed at Murong Feng. Because of his fury, the aura on his body exploded.

"Since we have said that, from the next session onwards, our Kunlun Holy Land will no longer be comparable to yours, and we will no longer want to have any contact with you either. From then on, we two Sacred Grounds have nothing to do with each other, so let's each walk our own path!"

Zhang Daoyi was even more direct as he announced that Kunlun Holy Land and theirs had parted ways.

"Haha, I know you're afraid, but our Shennong Holy Land has already reached number one, and is no longer the weakest sect from before. Without you all, we can still display greater ambition!"

Murong Feng and Zhang Daoyan could see the endless evil in that pair of eyes, they knew that this peaceful era might have come to an end!

"We're not afraid of you. We're not willing to play with a mad dog. That's all!"

Ren Haiqiu's words were unpleasant to hear, but he felt that it was better to give vent to his anger, Zhang Daoyi nodded, the words he said made a lot of sense.

Murong Feng laughed coldly, "Hehe, I don't care what you say, but one day, you all will regret this decision. When that time comes, you all will be unable to extricate yourselves from your regrets!"

Ren Haiqiu and Zhang Daoyi did not know much about it, but the two of them did not care. No matter what he said, what did it have to do with the two Sacred Grounds?

The competition continued as before. The attitude of the three Sect Master s had changed, and Penglai and Kunlun Holy Land were no longer important.

"In the second match, a one on one match, the opponents are all random matches. You may draw cultivators from the same Holy Land, but the west side will now draw lots!"

There were still a thousand people left, these one thousand people lined up and drew lots, all of them having numbers on them. Ann Sudong casually touched his hands and saw that number 338 was left.

The following match was still very cruel. Penglai and Kunlun Holy Land participants used all sorts of killing techniques, and the Shennong Holy Land cultivators were even more vicious. Before the Nascent Soul stage cultivators below the stage could react, the cultivators on the stage were already dead!

When Penglai and Kunlun's two Holy Land's cultivators met, the atmosphere changed. The two sects' cultivators modestly gave way to each other, and some of the cultivators even directly surrendered after going on stage. This caused the cultivators of Shennong Holy Land to be extremely shocked.

"Number 338 Ann Sudong versus 339, Ji Yao."

Finally it was Ann Sudong's turn to fight, and the first opponent he faced was a cultivator with Shennong Holy Land. When enemies met, their eyes would turn red, and the person facing him was not afraid of Ann Sudong at all, a snake-like smile appearing on his cold face.

"I heard you're very strong?"

Ji Yao stared at Ann Sudong and spoke each word clearly.

"It's not bad, I have such a heavy blood aura and murderous aura on me, I should have killed quite a few people, right?"

The two of them spoke in silence, neither of them losing control of their emotions.

"He actually killed some people. How could cultivators not kill people? If they didn't kill people, why would they become cultivators?"

Ji Yao answered without any hesitation or regret.

This scene was unbearable for Ann Sudong, his face immediately changed, "Your Shennong Holy Land are all people like you, why do you not take other people's lives seriously, how can killing others be the same as killing chickens!"

The cultivators watching below were also incomparably angry.

"Senior Brother Ann, kill him. Don't waste time talking to this scumbag, what's the point of talking anymore!"2

"Kill him! This man is too shameless!"

"He's a demon. What's the use of you telling him about justice and morality?"

Hearing the angry roars of the cultivators below the stage, Ji Yao, who was standing opposite of Ann Sudong, smiled proudly, showing no signs of regret.

"Hehe, sometimes you have to do whatever you want to do in order to cultivate. Killing a few people is nothing!"

Seeing that Ji Yao was still in a daze, Ann Sudong did not say anymore. The Immortal Banishing Sword immediately appeared and prepared to use its killing move to deal with him.

"Your sword is not bad. I wonder if it can block my weapon's attack!"

Ji Yao held a fan shaped magic treasure in his hands. This kind of magic treasure was extremely rare and had a unique effect.

"Hu!"

Just as Ann Sudong's ten Immortal Banishing Sword were about to attack Ji Yao's body, Ji Yao waved his treasured fan, causing the Immortal Banishing Sword to fly back. This startled Ann Sudong, causing him to increase the output of his spirit energy.

Ji Yao pointed with his hand and the fan did the same again. Ann Sudong's Immortal Banishing Sword flew back again, this time Ann Sudong was a little confused. It was obvious that it had increased its spirit energy, but why did it still fly back?

After waiting for a while longer, Ann Sudong found out that the Immortal Banishing Sword had actually lost control of itself while fanning itself with the fan. This truly made Ann Sudong curious, Ji Yao's treasure was truly strange.

"What Penglai Holy Land's number one expert, in my opinion, is nothing more than trash, prepare to die!"

Seeing that Ann Sudong was helpless against him, Ji Yao revealed a mocking smile. After speaking, he took out another treasure, this treasure was actually a rope, it seemed this rope was a restriction class.

Ann Sudong frowned. He had expected that Ji Yao was going to use this magic treasure to bind him, so without any hesitation, he teleported himself right behind Ji Yao.

Ji Yao obviously knew that Ann Sudong could teleport. The moment Ann Sudong disappeared, he dodged from the spot and used his fan to fan the moment Ann Sudong appeared. Ann Sudong immediately disappeared and the two of them started to play Concealment.

"I'm not playing anymore!"

Ann Sudong was a little depressed, he immediately activated his entire bloodline, and started to fight in close combat. When Ji Yao waved his fist again, he punched the treasure, and the fan instantly shattered into pieces.

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