Zhou Jianlai covered the bloody hole in his chest with his left hand. Sword energy surged in his palm, expelling Qi Yu's power remaining on the wound. He held the Sword of Hate in his right hand, with the tip of the sword pointing diagonally at the ground.
Blood slowly dripped down the tip of the sword.
There are those from Qi Yu, and there are those from him.
He looked at Qi Yu, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "You lost."
Qi Yu's face suddenly became extremely ugly when he heard this. He opened his mouth to refute, but was unable to refute.
Although he was not as seriously injured as Zhou Jianlai, he did lose.
If Zhou Jianlai's last sword hadn't been blocked by his ancestor, his chest would have been ripped open by Zhou Jianlai's sword.
But it was not absolute. He felt that he had no chance of blocking the sword.
"Ancestor, I don't need your help, let me have a fair fight with him!"
"I can deal with him myself."
Qi Yu said.
This was the first time in his life that he had a hint of dissatisfaction with his ancestors' spiritual thoughts, as he felt they were interfering in his battle.
The soul and thought of the ancestor in him laughed instead of being angry.
Qi Yu has always been lazy and always becomes complacent after practicing. It's not that he is arrogant, but that his cultivation qualifications are so outstanding that he can surpass his peers with just a little practice.
This made him feel that cultivation was a very simple matter, which led to him always lacking enough fighting spirit and lack of energy in cultivation.
But now Qi Yu was aroused with a strong desire to win, and his fighting spirit was high and unprecedented. This was a great thing, so the ancestor of the Qi family smiled instead of being angry.
I even think that Zhou Jianlai is Qi Yu's motivational stone, because every time he meets Zhou Jianlai, Qi Yu's lazy and unmotivated mentality will change in a positive way.
"This son cannot be killed. He must be kept to encourage Yuer to practice hard. It is best..."
"Let Yuer lose again."
"As the saying goes: The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the edge of the sword comes from sharpening. Only by experiencing hardships and setbacks can we thrive."
"Yu'er's journey has been too smooth, and he lacks the training of setbacks."
The ancestor of the Qi family thought secretly in his soul.
"It doesn't count just now." Qi Yu waved his hand to Zhou Jianlai, "Since I said that I will give you a fair fight, I will win glory and be convinced when I lose."
With that said, he reached out and took out a Saint Yuan Pill from the void space, flicked it to Zhou Jianlai with his fingers, and said: "I will give you a Saint Yuan Pill, and give you a stick of incense to heal, and then we will fight again."
Zhou Jianlai waved his hand and blocked the flying Sheng Yuan Pill back, and said, "No need, I have the pill myself."
"snort!"
"The heart of a villain can judge the heart of a gentleman!"
Qi Yu snorted coldly, stretched out his hand to catch the pill that flew back, opened his mouth and put it into his own mouth, proving to Zhou Jian that it was not poison.
Zhou Jianlai smiled, then turned and walked towards Zhang Xiaopou and the others.
He would not risk his own life on his enemy's character.
"stop!"
"You can't leave the battlefield!"
Qi Yu shouted.
Zhou Jianlai kept walking, and responded with a sneer: "You have so many souls and thoughts of the ancestors in the transcendent realm, are you still worried that I will run away?"
Qi Yu's expression froze, and he felt that there was something in Zhou Jianlai's words, that he was mocking him for relying on his ancestor's soul to deceive others, and immediately snorted coldly: "Don't worry, the next battle will be fair, and what happened just now will not happen again. I want to Let you be convinced that you lost."
"I hope." Zhou Jian replied.
"Brother Zhou, here it is." Zhang Xiaopou stepped forward to greet him, took out a Holy King Pill and handed it to Zhou Jian.
Zhou Jianlai nodded with a smile, took the Holy King Pill and drank it.
Qi Yu saw it from a distance, and couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his eye. He suddenly felt that Zhou Jianlai's rejection of his Sheng Yuan Dan might not be because he was afraid of the poison in the medicine, but because his Sheng Yuan Dan was not of high quality.
This thought made him angry.
"Huh, isn't it the Holy King Dan? Who doesn't have it?"
Qi Yu snorted heavily and took out a Holy King Pill. He held it in front of his face for a moment so that Zhou Jian could see it clearly, and then he threw it into his mouth and drank it.
He has never lost to anyone when it comes to showing off his wealth.
"Cough...cough cough..."
Zhou Jianlai suddenly coughed sharply, which affected the serious injury on his chest, and he coughed up two mouthfuls of blood.
"Here comes the sword..." Du Keyi stepped forward worriedly to help him.
Zhang Xiaozu was also frightened, and hurriedly used the power of the ancient immortal to enter Zhou Jianlai's body to help him heal his injuries, and said worriedly: "Brother Zhou, you can heal your wounds in peace, and leave the rest to me."
Zhou Jianlai took a deep breath to suppress his coughing, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine, I just accidentally choked. Was it the Holy King Pill I just took?"
He didn't cough because he was too seriously injured, but he learned from Qi Yu's mouth that what Zhang Xiaozhu gave him was the Holy King Danhou, and he subconsciously wanted to spit out the elixir, but the elixir had already been taken, and he couldn't. I could spit it out, but I choked on the saliva.
"Ah, yes, what's wrong?" Zhang Xiaozhu asked in confusion.
"What a waste." Zhou Jianlai shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Such a minor injury doesn't need such a good elixir, so it can't be wasted."
After saying that, he quickly crossed his legs in the air, pinched the sword with his hands, and started practicing.
Zhang Xiaopou just handed the elixir to him. He didn't even look at what elixir it was. He took it and ate it. If he knew it was the Holy King elixir, he wouldn't be willing to eat it even if he died.
"whispering sound!"
"This country bumpkin doesn't even know Holy King Dan."
When Qi Yu heard that Zhou Jianlai didn't know Sheng Wang Dan, he immediately curled his lips and sneered.
But the smile soon stiffened at the corner of his mouth.
He suddenly realized that he had been tricked by Zhou Jianlai and had wasted a Holy King Pill.
As Zhou Jianlai said, although their injuries were not serious, they were far from the extent that they needed to use the Holy King Pill to heal their injuries. In fact, using the Baiwu Pill was enough.
Although his cultivation resources are rich, he feels extremely sad to waste a Holy King Pill in vain.
Qi Yu twitched the corner of his mouth and struggled for a moment, then sat down cross-legged in the air and started practicing.
He felt that doing so would be a disgrace to his status as a wealthy young man, but compared to wasting a Holy King Pill, this loss of face would be a loss.
Ye Mingyue walked out of the dislocated space, holding the painting of the three realms in her left hand and the spirit world pen in her right hand. She walked to Zhang Xiaozu and said: "I have carved a time and space tunnel leading to the underground, which can transport us instantly. underground."
Zhang Xiaozhu was overjoyed when he heard this. He understood what Ye Mingyue meant and replied: "When big brother wakes up from practice next week, you can immediately activate the time and space tunnel to transport everyone down, and leave the rest to me."
A figure suddenly flew out of the sea of consciousness between Qi Yu's eyebrows, landed in front of Qi Yu, looked at Zhang Xiaozu and Ye Mingyue and said, "You all can leave, including him, but you can't leave."
He first pointed at Zhou Jianlai and then pointed at Du Keyi, indicating that Zhou Jianlai could leave but Du Keyi could not leave.
He was willing to let Zhou Jianlai go because he wanted Zhou Jianlai to encourage Qi Yu to grow. He didn't let Du Keyi go because he wanted to use Du Keyi as a hostage so that Zhou Jianlai could keep coming to duel with Qi Yu.
Zhang Xiaozhu and Ye Mingyue were shocked when they heard this, knowing that the other party had heard the conversation between them.
Whoosh!
Ye Mingyue knew that there was no time to wait for Zhou Jianlai to wake up from practice, so he immediately shook the spirit pen with his right hand and activated the time and space tunnel.
As the spirit world pen clicked, a space-time black hole suddenly appeared at the feet of several people. Their figures blurred for an instant, and they were about to enter the space-time tunnel and leave.
"snort!"
"Don't you think I don't exist?!"
The ancestor of the Qi family snorted angrily, raised his hand and grabbed Zhang Xiaopeng and others from the distance.
boom!
The space around Zhang Xiaozu and others suddenly shook violently, and an irresistible force fell from the sky, imprisoning the bodies of several people who were about to enter the time and space tunnel.
"Old man, let go!"
Zhou Jianlai's practice was interrupted, he opened his eyes angrily, reached behind his back with his right hand, grasped the hilt of the sword, and was about to draw the sword.
There is still some raindrop sword energy left by Qingqu in his Ten Thousand Sword Box. If he uses them all, he can still fight against the ancestor of the Qi family.
"presumptuous!"
The ancestor of the Qi family was furious and struck out with his left palm.
boom!
Zhou Jianlai was suddenly knocked to the ground and suppressed by the power of the ancestor of the Qi family. Even though his veins bulged and he tried his best, he could not pull out the sword even an inch from the sword box.
"I'm kind enough to give you each a chance to survive, so don't be disrespectful."
"If you offend me, I will spare your lives."
The ancestor of the Qi family shouted coldly.
"Being disrespectful to the elders and bullying the younger ones with the older ones is so majestic!"
A sarcastic voice suddenly came from the void in the east.
Some people died, but not completely...
