Bai Qingqing's attack was ruthless and not sloppy at all. The sight of such a domineering woman made all the disciples watching Wuhua Peak stunned. One by one, they swallowed their saliva and looked at the woman with a stunning appearance and enchanting temperament. Logically speaking, men generally dislike this kind of woman in their hearts, but when people look at Bai Qingqing, this feeling emerges in their hearts. Don't feel this way.
In Xuantianfeng Square, all the disciples watched this scene. When they heard Bai Qingqing's last heart-warming words, the whole square burst into cheers.
And if Bai Qingqing can seize this short-term good opportunity brought by Mu Tian Gu, how can Zhao Jiuge let it go? Although his spiritual power is now exhausted, he can only rely on the recovery of Xiao Huan Dan to keep running like milking a cow. Even the Sanskrit Holy Body cannot use spiritual power, but as long as there is even a little bit of spiritual power in the body, it is enough.
So when Zhao Jiuge used the Mutian Drum and the effect appeared, Zhao Jiuge did not run away but ran towards Chen Jie and the other five people. At this moment, only their last five Xuanqifeng disciples were left on the field, and Xuantian Feng's side was simply injured by Leng Rufeng.
Before Zhao Jiuge ran towards Chen Jie and others, his spiritual power had already gone ahead before they moved. He released a small amount of spiritual power and rushed directly to the crowd opposite. The golden spiritual power rolled up with a little bit of cold air and enveloped them instantly. .
They had just lost their minds, and the spiritual power in their bodies had briefly stagnated. How could they still use means to resist, which didn't seem powerful, but were enough to take care of their spiritual power at this moment.
Chen Jie and the two other Xuan Qifeng teenagers in front were immediately involved in this overwhelming spiritual power. As soon as it came into contact with their bodies, they crackled, the surface of their bodies exploded, and blood stains appeared. Before much flow, they immediately It was frozen into a thin layer of ice slag. Although they are also in the foundation-building realm, because they broke through later, they have not entered the spiritual vein tempering process like Zhao Jiuge and others. After being injured by this spiritual power, they immediately withered. Only in the middle stage of the foundation-building realm Chen Jie is stronger, but already shaky.
At this time, Zhao Jiuge had already rushed to him, and without talking to him, the aura wrapped his palm, and punched Chen Jie in the face. Previously, Zhao Jiuge would not have dared to kill him like this, but now he The spiritual power has almost disappeared, and it is not very powerful. Moreover, Chen Jie has already realized that the spiritual power in his body is already showing signs of starting to operate. The effect of the Mutian Drum was only so short, and it only took away the spiritual power that Zhao Jiuge had just recovered from using the Xiaohuan Dan.
After reacting, Chen Jie quickly released his spiritual power and tried his best to resist the punch. In addition, he had a foundation-building body, but his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, which was not a serious problem. However, once Zhao Jiuge took the opportunity, he would be so quick. If you step forward, you will fall into inferior position.
This time, Zhao Jiu's fist turned into a palm, which turned into claws and curved to hook the collar of Chen Jie's blue sword robe. For Zhao Jiuge, who had little spiritual power, he turned the fight into a physical fight.
After hooking the collar of Chen Jie's clothes, he raised his right leg and slammed his knee into Chen Jie's abdomen. Chen Jie's face, which had just taken a breath, became distorted again.
The hand that was brought to hook the collar of his sword robe stretched out its five fingers and turned into a palm, and once again slapped Chen Jie on the chest. This time, he would not be as scrupulous as he used to slap his face with his fist, but would use With the strength of breastfeeding, he released the spiritual power that had not been recovered much, and golden light shone on the entire surface of his right hand.
"Pfft."
A mouthful of rich blood spurted out from Chen Jie's mouth, with strong hatred in his eyes, and his manic aura quickly succumbed. The area where Zhao Jiuge's palm hit his chest and the surrounding area collapsed. Not only was the bone injured, but even the meridians inside were damaged, and it would not be possible to recover within a few months.
The strange thing was that not much blood spilled from his chest. After lying on the ground, Chen Jie took a deep look at Zhao Jiuge unwillingly. After twitching a few times, he could no longer move.
Even if Zhao Jiuge broke the Qingmei Sword and lost much spiritual power, he would still be able to deal with Xuan Qifeng's disciples.
Before Zhao Jiuge could breathe a sigh of relief after just finishing this, two silver sword energies quickly approached Zhao Jiuge with the sound of breaking wind and the pain of stinging his skin.
The tingling sensation coming from the surface of the skin became more and more obvious, but soon the feeling disappeared.
I saw two silver rays of light coming from Bai Qingqing, from far to near, accurately blocking the two sword energy. Suddenly the silver light scattered, exploded, and shot towards the chests of the two Xuanqi Peak disciples. , the flesh and blood were a blur.
In terms of cultivation, Bai Qingqing kept a steady hold on him, and in terms of the flying sword in his hand, Fenghua showed his sharpness. When they focused on Zhao Jiuge, they were immediately injured by the sharp sword energy.
When Bai Qingqing blocked the sword energy for herself, it was when Zhao Jiuge slapped Chen Jie away. Zhao Jiuge, who had turned his head and had recovered his breath, sank in his steps, bent his right leg, bowed fiercely, then raised his leg and jumped, borrowing the opportunity. With this force.
The golden spiritual light on his body shone brightly again, and his spiritual power began to grow slowly as if affected by the effect of Xiao Huan Dan.
When Zhao Jiuge jumped into the void with his right leg, the yellow aura around him was spinning and flying around, with a faint halo, like a group of women in yellow clothes dancing in the sky.
When approaching the two Xuan Qifeng disciples who were still standing at the scene, Zhao Jiuge stretched out his hands, turned his hands into palms, and with a faint white cold air, he slapped the chests of the two young men from the left and the right, which had just been hit by the sword energy. Injured place.
Two tragic and hysterical screams resounded across the top of Wuhua Peak, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
The two young men, whose chests were mauled by the sword energy and were already a bit bloody, were struck by the spiritual power of these two palms on the painful areas. Their whole bodies were shaken, and there was a tremor from the Tianling Gai to the whole body, and then they felt a little numb in their consciousness. Similarly, when he was kneeling on one leg and supporting the ground with his right hand, when he looked at his chest, he saw only a bloody wound. A layer of crystal ice appeared on the surface of the rolled up flesh and blood, which had solidified the blood. The skin at the wound site was held together.
At this point, none of the twelve Foundation Establishment Realm disciples of Xuanqi Peak were spared, and all were seriously injured. Although their lives were not in danger, they could not take any action before the selection meeting began.
Every Xuan Qifeng disciple was beaten severely, which must have been unpleasant. Zhao Jiuge glanced happily at the Xuan Qifeng disciples who were lying, lying down, or kneeling on one knee. Each one of them had either a weak breath or distorted facial features. He recited something silently in his mind.
Leng Rufeng, my brother is venting his anger on your behalf!
However, Zhao Jiuge is not feeling well at this moment. The right sleeve of his blue sword robe has been cut to pieces by the sword energy, and his body is covered with blood stains. The original blue color is still visible, and several wounds are still bleeding. .
Initially, the blood gushing out was not obvious, but with Zhao Jiuge's subsequent large movements, the wound stretched open, and soon, most of the blue sword robe had turned dark red.
However, after taking out twelve opponents, Zhao Jiuge was filled with pride and did not care about the injuries on his body, not to mention that it did not damage his roots. Who said that the Sanskrit Holy Body he practiced was more domineering.
Zhao Jiuge smiled and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the sleeve of his left hand. The golden aura around his body appeared vaguely. His dark eyes were full of pride and he shouted loudly, "Who else is coming?"
Who else is coming? The sound wrapped in spiritual power keeps coming from the top of Wuhua Peak, lingering for a long time, floating on the top of this mountain.
At this moment, Zhao Jiuge was full of pride, his smile was even bigger, and his sword robe was fluttering in the mountain wind. Even though he looked extremely embarrassed at this moment, he could not conceal his aura!
Bai Qingqing silently came to the left side behind Zhao Jiuge at some point, holding wind flowers in hand, and the aqua-blue light acted as a foil behind Zhao Jiuge.
Now, all the twelve disciples present at Xuan Qi Peak were injured and unable to fight anymore. The one hundred and twenty-seven colorful flags they had on them were all left behind before they were taken away for treatment and were removed by Zhao Jiuge.
Most of these colorful flags came from Chen Jie's previous capture of those disciples with low cultivation levels in the Wuhua Peak mountain.
On the field, only Zhao Jiuge, who looked nimble and somewhat embarrassed, was left. In addition, Chen Gang and Rob Wen watched the show from beginning to end.
Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing looked directly at the disciples of Xuanluo Peak!
There was no provocation in his eyes, no murderous intent, only a heroic smile and a desire to fight.
Bai Qingqing, who was half a step behind Zhao Jiuge, looked at Zhao Jiuge's blue robe stained with blood from the corner of her beautiful eyes. She felt a little distressed and her face was a little moved. She didn't even use her whole gaze to seriously examine Zhao Jiuge's wounds.
Bai Qingqing sighed without trace, pinched Fenghua's white fingers harder, and said silently in her heart, next, no matter what, I will help you get first place and get what you want. Treasure.
Thinking of this, Bai Qingqing suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled. The smile captivated all living beings because he remembered Zhao Jiuge's cute miser appearance.
Who else is coming to those heroic words in the air. It has not dissipated for a long time, echoing in the mountains on the top of the mountain.
Looking at the vague gazes of the man and the woman, Chen Gang and Robert Wen looked at each other. Then Chen Gang's face became solemn, and Robert Wen smiled softly, and walked out with the seven Xuanluo Peak disciples behind him.
"Disciple of Xuanluo Peak, please enlighten me." Robert Wen shouted with the same boldness, his eyes full of admiration for Zhao Jiuge who looked a little embarrassed at the moment.
If the two of them weren't on different mountain peaks at this moment, Robert Wen would have really wanted to have three drinks with Zhao Jiuge and make friends.
When Robert Wen finished his words, everyone who had been a little silent due to the withdrawal of the Xuanqi Peak disciples became excited again.
Wonderful, it seems it’s not over yet!