Feng Qing'er looked at Zi Yan who was unable to get in, and felt extremely angry. However, at this moment, Hun Changqing was her weakness. The two of them had known each other not long ago, and Feng Qing'er didn't think that her status in Hun Changqing's heart could surpass that of Zi Yan. research.
So she had no choice but to grit her teeth and give Zi Yan a sharp look before returning to the battlefield.
Zi Yan, on the other hand, turned a blind eye to Feng Qing'er and kept condensing his momentum. His instinct to fight was awakened again, and his blood kept churning in his body.
The previous man in yellow robe felt the rising terrifying aura from Zi Yan, and felt a sense of threat in his heart, which made his face look a little ugly, and then he showed a sarcastic look. , mocking Lin Yan behind Zi Yan.
"Lin Yan, I didn't expect that you not only have to watch a little girl come to help, but now you have to hide behind this little girl. It's really ridiculous! If you can still be considered a man, stand up and have a fair fight with me. Duel!"
"Bah, you still have the nerve to gather a few people for a sneak attack just now. Why don't you say it's fair to me?"
Lin Yan immediately spat bloody spit on the ground, sneered and said to the man in yellow robe, and looked at him with a flash of pity in his eyes.
This ignorant person actually calls Ziyan a little girl? You know, Zi Yan hates people saying she is young the most in her life. Anyone who dares to say that about her will not end well.
"Oh, I..."
The man in the yellow robe wanted to say something more to stimulate Lin Yan, but he found that Zi Yan's eyes were already stained with a layer of scarlet blood, and the extremely rich and ferocious aura seemed to be vaguely accompanied by an ancient beast. Roaring sounds emerged from her petite body.
This incoherent and ferocious aura immediately caused the originally arrogant and domineering man in yellow robe to breathe heavily in unison, and the expression on his face was instantly stained with fear.
A strong desire to survive emerged in his heart at this moment, along with the incoherent fear that filled his heart. He no longer cared about what to say. At this moment, he just wanted to escape from here.
However, before the man in yellow robe could make any move, Ichika was in front of him, and all his vision was covered by an extremely dazzling purple light, and then he felt a sudden lightness on his neck.
The man in yellow robe looked down with a dazed look, but found that for some reason, his body was a little far away from his head. When he looked carefully, he found a wrist-sized scarlet wound on the neck of his body. Blood gurgled outward.
At this moment, a glimmer of understanding finally flashed through his eyes.
"It turns out that my head was chopped off!"
As this thought flashed through his mind, his remaining consciousness disappeared, and the look in his eyes completely dimmed.
"boom!"
The sound caused by the yellow-robed man's head falling to the ground was like a sledgehammer hitting the hearts of his companions violently, making them feel heartbroken and frightened on all of their faces.
"Weird...monster!"
"run!"
…
In just an instant, Ziyan, the strongest person among them, had undoubtedly become a nightmare in their hearts. They retreated frantically towards the surroundings of the square. At this moment, they just wanted to get away from Ziyan. The devil is far away.
Looking at the people running around, a hint of disdain flashed through Zi Yan's blood-stained eyes. He smiled ferociously on his delicate and pretty face, stamped the ground with his little feet, and instantly rose into the air.
Just when Zi Yan was about to catch up with these people and start killing them, she suddenly remembered a message from Evergreen in her mind, which stopped her actions.
"The situation is different. Be careful when you start. Don't kill too many people, otherwise it will be a bit troublesome."
When Zi Yan heard this, he glanced in the direction of Hun Changqing, and then nodded subconsciously. Looking at the figures running around, after thinking for a while, Zi Yan randomly selected two lucky ones who were relatively close, and smiled evilly. It turned into a purple light and flashed towards the two of them.
Soon, two young prodigies who were no more than thirty years old and had reached the level of Intermediate Dou Huang were torn apart into broken corpses by Zi Yan with lightning speed.
At this moment, Zi Yan was standing in the wide square, dripping blood running down her white and tender palms, and falling on the hard white stone ground.
The strong smell of blood and the shocking evil spirit spread out from Zi Yan's petite body along with the murderous intention and soared into the sky, making the surrounding contestants dare not come forward to provoke this evil star. Zi Yan was around. There was no one left within three miles.
In the stands, all the spectators paying attention to Zi Yan took a breath. After seeing Zi Yan's terrifying strength and cruel methods, no one dared to underestimate her petite figure. , the eyes looking at Zi Yan were full of fear and horror, as if there was a terrifying monster hidden in that petite body.
The fear of others did not make Zi Yan restrain herself. On the contrary, within a few days, she was once again bathed in blood. She was in a state of extreme excitement. Killing the few people before could not satisfy Zi Yan. The rising bloodthirsty instinct.
Although Hun Changqing told her not to kill too many people, she never said she couldn't maim people, and it's also reasonable to kill a few people from time to time by being too heavy-handed, right?
Zi Yan, who thought he had fully understood the meaning of Hun Changqing's words, looked excitedly at the other battlefields where battles broke out in the square, stretched out his pink little tongue, licked his lips bloodthirsty, and then followed With a sharp buzzing sound that broke through the sky, it flashed towards the battlefield where fierce fighting broke out.
A moment later, a series of horrifying shouts accompanied by pain and fear soared into the sky one after another in this huge square. The entire platform was filled with blood, as if it had turned into a purgatory on earth.
The audience in the stands did not feel morbidly excited and excited because of this bloody scene. They looked at the proud son of Zhongzhou, the powerful fighting emperor, who kept falling to Zi Yan's petite body. Under their bodies, they only felt chills running down their spines. It was clearly the dog days of summer, but they felt as if they were in an ice cellar.
"It's so murderous!"
At this moment, Venerable Lei, who was in the first place, looked at Zi Yan who was killing everyone in that field, and frowned. Although this competition did not limit the casualties, and Zi Yan also had some control, he fell to Zi Yan. The people below basically only have their hands and feet cut off, and very few people have their heads cut off.
But Venerable Lei was still dissatisfied because of Zi Yan's ruthless methods. It was really hard for him to imagine how his usually indifferent disciple could know such a person.
"This woman doesn't look like a human race. She should be the incarnation of some kind of tyrannical monster. Monsters are generally bloodthirsty and warlike. This scene is expected, but what makes me curious is what kind of monster this woman is. Being able to unleash such terrifying combat power, the genius of Zhongzhou, who is also in the Douhuang realm, is like paper under her hands."
The face of Master Feng on the side was still calm and calm, and he maintained a light smile and said to himself.
"Hehe, this woman's temperament is quite to my liking, but I don't know if she has a master."
Venerable Huang Quan looked at Zi Yan, the sparkle in his eyes flashing continuously, and he let out a sinister laugh that was extremely penetrating.
"Oh? Are you excited?"
Lord Feng glanced at Lord Huangquan and asked in surprise.
"hey-hey."
Venerable Huangquan laughed coldly and didn't say much, but everyone present knew that if there were no accidents, Venerable Huangquan might have one more disciple after this competition.
…
During the conversation between the four pavilion masters, the four pavilion competitions were coming to an end. With the participation of Ziyan, the many contestants in the square were quickly cleared out without mercy, and the final competition After Feng Qing'er defeated Zi Yan and won the championship, the end came to an end.
Feng Qing'er is a Heavenly Demon Phoenix, and her body level is not much different from that of Zi Yan, who is a Taixu ancient dragon. What's more, Feng Qing'er is in the Dou Zong realm, and has received the best training from the clan since childhood, and later came to Fenglei Pavilion learns the Three Thousand Thunder Phantom Body that is suitable for his own cultivation.
Zi Yan was just from a wild background, and he was a big step behind Feng Qing'er. There was no suspense about his defeat, but Zi Yan himself was not very convinced.
At this moment, the final competition had just ended. The disgraced Zi Yan stared at Feng Qing'er with unwillingness in his eyes, his face full of dissatisfaction.
But that childish face made her expression not have the slightest lethality, but instead looked a little cute. This made everyone who saw this scene feel in a trance, and they all had a feeling like the killing in all directions just now. The cruel people staining the earth with blood are not like Ziyan.
"If I were also a Douzong at this time, I would never lose at your hands!"
Zi Yan stared at Feng Qing'er and said through gritted teeth.
"There are no ifs in this world. It is an established fact that you are defeated in my hands at this moment. I will also say that if I had not come forward to intercede for you just now, it is not certain whether you can participate in the conference at this moment. How can you get a chance?" Second place finish.”
Regarding Zi Yan who was gnashing her teeth, Feng Qing'er said lightly that there was no expression on her face, as cold as ice, as if only when facing the evergreen soul, the ice covering her face would be like spring. Just melt away.
"you!"
Zi Yan was immediately furious after hearing this. Looking at Feng Qing'er's condescending posture as a winner, her heart was full of dissatisfaction. Just when she was about to say something more, she was interrupted by a cold laugh, and then a The dark wind blew by, making Zi Yan shiver.
"Little girl, do you have a master? Are you willing to enter Huangquan Pavilion and worship me as your master?"
Along with the sound of this sound, a gust of wind blew by, making Zi Yan shiver. He quickly turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw an old man wearing a purple robe and a pale face. With a charming smile on his face and a sparkle in his eyes, he stared at her.
This person is none other than Lord Huangquan, and the scene at this moment made the audience in the stands stunned, and then their eyes flashed with envy. This is Huangquan Pavilion, one of the four pavilions in Zhongzhou. The Pavilion Master actually showed up in person to recruit disciples, which made them jealous.
Even Feng Qing'er's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise at this moment, but she soon felt relieved. Although she looked down on Zi Yan from the bottom of her heart and thought that her bad temper was not worthy of being a disciple of Hun Changqing, but her There is no doubt about his talent and strength, and it is not that unexpected that he would be favored by the Pavilion Master of Huangquan Pavilion.
"I have a master, you don't have to think about it."
Ziyan looked at Lord Huangquan who was covered in wood and had an old and withered face, just like a skull wrapped in human skin, and said with disdain and disdain.
There was even a hint of anger in his words. In Ziyan's heart, the term Master is sacred and perfect, and Master can be used to do things that make people embarrassed, but Venerable Huangquan actually dared to say that he wanted to accept her as his disciple, which really tainted the word "master" in her heart.
"Oh? This is a bit beyond my expectation, but it doesn't matter. As long as you kill your master, won't you have no master? In this case, you can worship me as your master! Jie Jie Jie!”
The killing intent in Venerable Huangquan's eyes suddenly skyrocketed, and he spoke coldly, and then he laughed to himself. The laughter was so penetrating that it chilled people's hearts.
However, just when Lord Huang Quan was thinking of himself and laughing maniacally, not only Zi Yan, but also Feng Qing'er's eyes looked at him with extremely cold and murderous intent. Although they had only known each other for a short time, their souls had already changed. It was deeply engraved in her heart and became her reverse scale! Whoever touches it will die!
"Nice eyes, very intimidating. I can see that you have deep feelings for your master, but it doesn't matter. I will let him die without pain. This is what he can enjoy for cultivating such a perfect disciple for me." The gift!”
Feeling Zi Yan's sharp eyes, Lord Huangquan stopped laughing, leaving only a sick smile on the skull-like cheek, which looked even more penetrating. Then Lord Huangquan stretched out his skinny smile. The dark palm was about to grab Ziyan.
But the next moment, he felt a terrifying cold air that seemed to come from the Nine Netherlands enveloped him. In an instant, Venerable Huang Quan felt that the fighting spirit, blood, and bones all over his body were solidified and frozen.
He, Huangquan Pavilion, is famous for practicing Yin-Cold attribute skills, but now this cold and forbidding aura seems to have a natural suppression on his Yin-Cold fighting energy, making him breathless and unable to even move. It was all very difficult, which caused a flash of fear in his turbid pupils, and then he heard a voice slowly coming from the sky.
"Not only do you plan to forcibly accept my disciples as disciples, but you also plan to kill me as a master. Isn't it... too disrespectful to me?"
(End of chapter)
