With the blessing of the Beast Li Pill, Qin Shaoyang's cultivation was enough to reach the fourth heaven of the Heavenly Transcendent Realm.
Coupled with the incomparably powerful sword that can't attack and defend, he has grasped the initiative of the battle for a while.
And almost every minute, Qin Shaoyang stuffed a Spirit Gathering Pill into his mouth to maintain the huge loss of spiritual power.
Tong Wujie's eyes were solemn. Although Qin Shaoyang's attack could not cause him substantial damage, he could not help but feel aching and cracking in his arms after suffering hundreds of hacks.
The weapon in this guy's hand is also extraordinary, although it is a broken sword, it is extremely sharp.
Seeing Qin Shaoyang continuously stuffing the elixir into his mouth, he used the effect of the elixir to temporarily gain the upper hand.
The complexions of tens of thousands of spectators on the field are getting worse.
Obviously, in this battle, there are definitely not a few people betting on Tong Wujie.
If Tong Wujie fails here, it will really make them lose their money.
Rao was Tong Tianyang, who was already holding the winning ticket, and his face changed again and again.
"This guy has swallowed so many pills in a short time, does he really think his meridian Qi Palace can withstand the toss?"
It's not just Tong Tianyang who is puzzled, many people at the scene have such thoughts.
Although it is not uncommon for warriors to swallow elixir in battles to increase their combat effectiveness, it is the first time they have seen elixir like Qin Shaoyang.
Not to mention that a second-level pill is the price of thousands of gold coins. Since the battle, at least a dozen of them have been swallowed.
Simply absorbing the majestic spiritual power contained in the elixir is a huge burden on the meridians of the martial artist's body.
Swallowing the elixir like this, let alone fighting, it's not bad that one's own meridians are not damaged due to overburden.
But Qin Shaoyang has remained intact until now, which is really surprising.
Qin Shaoyang chuckled softly in his heart, the Saint Body Tyrant Jue he had practiced had already forged his meridians, muscles and bones far beyond ordinary people.
Not to mention that he secretly spurred the pure Yang fire in his body.
Now his body is completely like a melting pot. The instant the pill enters the body, it is melted into the purest spiritual energy by the fire of pure Yang, which does not create any burden on the body meridians.
It's just that Qin Shaoyang can afford it, but Tong Wujie, who has been suppressed for a long time, can't afford it.
He likes killing since he was a child, and enjoys the excitement brought by the cathartic power in battle.
At this time, Qin Shaoyang had been suppressed, and the fight was very aggrieved.
Thinking of this, his arms shook suddenly, and a shock of spiritual power spread out from his body.
The spirit power fluctuations that erupted from self-damaged body, although they could not cause any real harm, they also completely shattered Qin Shaoyang's figure.
"Yes, it's really worthwhile for me to participate in this Dijie Conference. I thought that only Qi Longyang could excite me a little bit. It seems that there is still you."
The excitement in Tong Wujie's eyes bloomed, but this time he did not give Qin Shaoyang a chance to fight close at all. His arms slammed into one. In an instant, countless winds surged around him, turning into dozens of winds, and swept towards Qin Shaoyang. Away.
"Kamikaze weaving rope."
The wind rolled like a dragon, intertwined and entangled, fierce like a steel knife, and rolled up the gravel on the martial arts platform.
In an instant, the dust wave rose again and filled the entire martial arts platform, and its power was not weaker than the extremely ice-hot sun that Qin Shaoyang displayed.
Even the people sitting in the front row of the audience can feel the pain of the wind sweeping on their cheeks.
Qin Shaoyang's brows moved slightly, and the soles of his feet slammed on the ground. The extremely cold ice raged out, and the ice wall formed in an instant.
Gangfeng slammed into the ice wall frantically, bursting out ice crystals in the sky.
The subsequent tornado patted Qin Shaoyang's body without any barriers.
"Hmph, I can't help myself if I want to block my kamikaze weaving rope."
Tong Wujie's eyes were filled with frenzied fighting spirit, and the spiritual power on his arms surged, controlling the tornado to crash down.
Amidst the rumbling, a long ravine appeared on the martial arts platform, and dust and smoke were everywhere.
"boom."
Amidst the huge muffled sound, faintly beating thunder raging.
With a silver shield in one hand, Qin Shaoyang broke through the dust waves and walked out.
The heavenly silver shield is one of the treasures he has kept in the secret realm space.
It was just that the surface of the silver shield was sunken and the scratches were densely covered, enough to show the strength of the strike just now, almost smashing the heavenly treasure.
"You do have arrogant capital. It seems that the methods you didn't intend to use should be used now."
Qin Shaoyang rubbed his wrist, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and chuckled.
The palm of the hand, something like a bamboo tube immediately fell into the palm.
The plug of the bamboo tube was pulled out, and thick purple smoke suddenly emitted from it.
With such a bamboo tube, Qin Shaoyang took out seven or eight more in one breath.
"Thanks to the fact that this time the Emperor Jie Conference did not restrict any means. This is the poisonous gas I deliberately extracted from the rhizome of the purple snake king. You have to be careful."
The poison of the Purple Venom Snake King, but even the great master of the Liuli Immortal Sect cannot withstand it. It was after he sent away Chu Pingting and others, it took him five days to refine it.
When Qin Shaoyang spoke, he waved his palm, and the seven or eight poisonous bamboo tubes flew towards the four corners of the ring.
Poisonous gas instantly filled the entire martial arts platform.
But Qin Shaoyang took out a third-level anti-drug pill without hesitation and stuffed it into his mouth, with a smile from beginning to end.
The audience was silent, and black lines appeared on their foreheads.
This is blatant use of poison.
"Don't compare Lian!"
Zhang Jin's qi orifices made smoke, and his fists creaked.
He wanted to see Qin Shaoyang being trampled underfoot, but Qin Shaoyang was triumphant from beginning to end.
Using poison is extremely disdainful to warriors. Even for his own reputation, under normal circumstances, he would never choose to use poison.
As a result, Qin Shaoyang didn't care about this at all, and more importantly, his Majesty was here in person for this battle.
Thinking of the presence of Emperor Bei Rong, everyone unconsciously looked at the majestic figure on the slow stage.
The rule of this Emperor Jie Conference that does not restrict any means is stipulated by the Great Emperor Beirong.
Feeling the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, the Great Emperor Bei Rong couldn't help holding his forehead slightly, with a rare hint of helplessness on his face.
He didn't limit the methods of the Dijie Conference at the beginning, in order to let the martial artist's good points to be used. Who would have thought that a little guy would pop up and use all the methods that he can use.
What's more, there are his rules, people are not considered as a foul at all.
The nine princess Gu Lingyue, who was cold and frosty with her eyes on her face, raised her thin lips and smiled.
"Hmph, poison gas is of no use to me, your defeat is set."
Tong Wujie snorted coldly, and the wind formed an invisible barrier around him. No matter how the poison gas raged, he couldn't penetrate into it.
Tong Wujie has always been good at fighting with his bare hands, so this time the emperor's meeting, he has not prepared any spiritual weapons.
What's more, he doesn't need it.
A pair of cold eyes suddenly lit up, like a wild beast plunged into a bloodthirsty rage.
"This trick, I want you to die."