2221: C2221 Fight Between Two Women！！

C2221 Fight Between Two Women！！

"We can either compete or scram!"

"I will never show mercy!"

"If you're afraid of death, then go. If you're not afraid of death, then stay!"

The disciple of Hao Yue was stupefied. He didn't know where he had provoked the enemy

"Senior Brother, I …"

However, disciple Haoyue hadn't even finished speaking!

Boom!

Li Taizong had already made his move. He threw out a flying cloud cloth, enveloping a circumference of 100 meters. The boundless gravity confined his opponent, suppressing him completely!

Then, he once again threw out a small pagoda. As it spun at an extremely high speed, the pagoda began to emit rays of sharp light. It actually turned into a white battle spirit.

It was filled with killing intent!

He did not show any intention of holding back, and he was extremely vicious!

"I... I concede! "

That disciple of Haoyue knew his own limits. He wasn't a match for him!

The other party's killing intent was too strong. If they were to fight, it was very likely that they would be severely injured.

This was just a sect competition, it was not worth it at all!

However!

"Too late! I told you to scram. You have to be strong enough to survive!"

In a split-second.

The explosive power of Li Taizong enveloped his opponent, and the battle spirit swirled into a white vortex. All of the bloodlines released by the disciples of Haoyue were completely minced!

At this moment, the young man was spewing out blood, admitting defeat several times, but in the end, Patriarch Seven did not announce it!

They were doing this on purpose. They all knew that Li Taizong was depressed in his heart and wanted him to vent!

This continued until the youth's bloodline was strangled dozens of times, and his cultivation fell to the early Divine Palace realm. He lay on the ground, and looked as if he had lost his soul!

Someone carried him down!

The battle was finally over!

On the other hand, Li Taizong's face was growing darker and darker. Brutal!

Soon, the battle continued. When it was Qin Feng's turn, his opponent was a girl!

When the girl saw Qin Feng, she raised her hand and shouted, "I surrender! I surrender! Brother Qin Feng is too powerful!"

That day, she had personally witnessed Qin Feng killing Su Tao in anger and mistreated Elder Lin!

Even now, she could still clearly remember that terrifying power!

The dramatic scene caused Qin Feng to be stunned. At the same time, he felt a strange gaze staring at him!

There were even a lot of hostile glares!

After all, being called a senior on the spot and even being praised as such, the other party's surrender caught Qin Feng's attention!

"Are you going to consider this junior sister?" I'm not that strong, really! "

Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat. He just wanted to make it into the finals with a low profile. At the very least, he wanted to be able to make sure that he gets a spot in the mystic realm hunt!

As long as this battle was completed, it would be enough!

But now, even though he wanted to keep a low profile, this junior sister had exposed him.

"No, no, no, I'm not competing. I'm going down!"

"I admit defeat!"

The female disciple quickly shook her head and left in a flustered manner. This way, Qin Feng would get even more attention.

At this moment, even Ye Guoqiu raised his head and looked at Qin Feng!

"This disciple hasn't shown his cultivation yet. I didn't see him reveal his talent during the match just now. Which mountain peak disciple?"

"He's actually so low-key. He's still preserving his strength, yet he's already successfully fought to the final battle?"

Ye Guoqiu was very curious about Qin Feng, he had already noticed just now that all the disciples were doing their best to show themselves!

The only exception was this disciple. Regardless of whether it was his moves or his power control, he was extremely calm. His attacks were not extravagant, and they were very conservative.

In particular, he did not use his bloodline, imperial equipment, or spirit beasts. He only used their five elements techniques, and all of them had reached the sacred level.

He could use it as he wished!

This was strange!

"This person's name is Qin Feng. He seemed to be a disciple of Zhongshan before, but he did not acknowledge him as his master. Because of the lack of innate soul roots!"

"Later on, because he angered the seven great elders, he was chased down the mountain and turned to Haoyue Peak!"

The Red Elder had just inquired about it before she came over to report!

"Nonsense!"

"Even if he has innate soul roots, he's still a tool control martial artist. What's wrong with running to Haoyue Peak?"

"I've told you before, even though there are very few Saber Controlling Warriors, they are not absolute. As long as they possess one of the three great talents, even if they only have source energy cultivation and have talent that surpasses others, they still need to be nurtured well!"

"At the very least, I can't let him train randomly. Isn't he wasting human resources?"

"After this competition, let him return to Zhongshan. Even if he has to put on an act, at least he cannot dishearten the disciples. As for the violation of the rules, he will do as he says, but there are two different things, we cannot interfere!"

After Ye Guoqiu solemnly gave the order, the Red Elder solemnly nodded her head and said in a serious tone, "As you command. After that, I will immediately send the order!"

At this moment …

Qin Feng helplessly walked down from the arena.

However, this was good too. Since it was his turn, there was no need for him to go on stage. He could just surrender.

In any case, he was ranked 18, and he already had the qualifications to enter the hunting mystic realm.

The next round of martial arts competition began!2

There were only eighteen people left, and they were the top ten who had completed the final battle.

Obtain the sect's reward.

After drawing lots again, the first group to go on stage was Han Qiaoqiao and Jun Morou!

At this moment, Han Qiaoqiao had an arrogant expression on her face. When she looked at Jun Morou, the corner of her mouth raised in a disdainful arc.

"I've finally met you. Senior Sister Jun, I called you because you are older than me and older than me. However, in terms of cultivation and strength, you are not necessarily the same!"

"Thus, I'll inform you in advance that if you were to really attack me, I won't show any mercy. At that time, if I were to injure you and cripple you, don't blame me!"

Provoke!

As he came up, Han Qiaojie opened her mouth to provoke him.

Jun Morou was her rival in love. She wouldn't leave a trace of an illusion for the other party. Li Taizong could only be her man!

Even though he was unable to reach the level of a Purple-clothed disciple for a short period of time!

But she believed that soon, after all, Li Taizong's talent would be there!

"Oh, I won't blame Junior Sister, because I won't show mercy either!"

"Do you really think that the reason why I'm giving way to you everywhere is because of Li Taizong?"

"You're the only one who thinks of him as a treasure. In my eyes, he's nothing. Oh right, that Qin Feng you bumped into that day was already stronger than Li Taizong by ten, even a hundred times!"

Suddenly!

Jun Morou had completely changed, completely different from before.

At this moment, the gentleness and understanding from before became extremely domineering!

The bone luring aura was filled with a peculiar charm, causing the surrounding male disciples to salivate.

Han Qiao also did not expect that the other side would experience such a huge change and was momentarily unable to react!

"Alright, you said that. When the time comes, I will tell what you said without changing a single word!"

"At that time, if you dare to pester me again, I will break your legs!"

Coming back to her senses, Han Qiuqiao was extremely pleased. Since the other party had said that it was not rare, he would grant her his wish!

However, before this, she still didn't believe that the other side would let a good man like Li Taizong off so easily, a dual cultivation partner.

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