Beast

The middle-aged man who jumped out of the carriage and almost fell down was the lord of Yunxi City, Si Hongwen.

Si Hongwen was not tall and walked with a big belly. He looked a little clumsy. When he saw the elders and heads of the three major families waiting outside the awning, he laughed heartily a few times, quickened his pace, and walked around.

The city defense soldiers holding oil-paper umbrellas nearby were trotting along with their waists bent.

"Lord City Lord, you are well and well!" The elders of the three major families in the late Dingling period greeted him loudly, and the three family heads all greeted him with smiles.

"Haha, it's not easy to see the three elders gathered together. Don't hang out in the rain and go in to talk." Si Hongwen said with emotion with a smile, and then made a 'please' gesture.

"Lord City Lord, please" The three monks in the late stage of Dingling from the three major families bowed slightly, and many of the disciples gave way to a small path.

Si Hongwen walked in with a smile. He didn't take it seriously when he saw Yang Qing and the others who had not come out to greet him. With the wooden chair creaking and groaning, he sat down on the seemingly narrow wooden chair, shook his head and took out a white handkerchief.

Wiping his greasy forehead.

"The city lord is busy with official duties, and this competition is not the first time. Let's start quickly, finish early, and return as soon as possible!" The old man of the Yu family said with a smile.

"Yes, Lord City Lord, please arrange the competition," the old man from the Zhan family said with a smile.

"I am a scholar, how can I understand this? Don't worry, just do whatever you want." Si Hongwen said nonchalantly, wiping the sweat from his thick neck with a handkerchief.

The late-stage Dingling monks from the three major families stopped refusing, signaled to their respective family heads, and started chatting with Si Hongwen.

Each of the three major families sent out three children, and the heads of the Ye Hua and Yu families were among them. Except for the monks in the late Dingling period, the three families had to send out their strongest lineups. The control of the city was very important, and it affected

The resources and strength of a family.

The nine people walked onto the ring with solemn expressions, took out their respective magic weapons, and looked at each other. The noisy onlookers were silent and waiting.

Raindrops as big as peas hit the oil-paper umbrella, making a crackling sound on the awning, but the eight people on the ring were instigated by their true energy, and not even a drop of rain touched them.

The three people from the Ye family who participated in the battle were Ye Hua, Ye Renxuan, and Yang Qing.

Yang Qing is not a descendant of the Ye family or a worshiper, but neither the Zhan family nor the Yu family have any objections. After all, the Ye family has whatever brand they want to worship.

The three members of the Yu family went to battle, the head of the family, Yu Ke, who was sturdy and carried a two-foot-long spear, and two ordinary-looking Ye family disciples who were approaching their thirties and carried long swords.

The light of true energy lingering around his body shows that Yu Ke has spiritual roots of the earth attribute, and the other two disciples have spiritual roots of the wood attribute.

The three people from the Zhan family who fought were all men in their mid-30s, one with two swords, one with a long sword. One of them was surrounded by a handleless scimitar, with blades inside and outside, shaped like a crescent moon. This scimitar

Unconventional weapons should be imitated from magic weapons.

It can be seen from the light of the true essence that there are one water spiritual root, one fire spiritual root, and one golden spiritual root.

The onlookers were talking in low voices. They didn't know why the nine people stood quietly instead of taking action quickly. It takes so much time to build momentum. The onlookers didn't know the situation on the ring. They thought that after a fight, the two sides would admit defeat.

, as long as one side wins.

Yang Qing looked indifferent, holding the long stick Wulie with one hand sideways, letting [***]'s black warrior hardcover stick to his skin, and the rainwater dripped down the slightly rough face into beads on the ring.

In thin stagnant water.

The panic, nervousness, and even a hint of fear in his heart, his life and death depended on today's battle.

He maintained a distance of ten feet from Ye Hua and Ye Renxuan, and his consciousness covered the entire arena. No matter who attacked him, he would have a chance to crush the space ring.

He glanced sharply at Ye Lingfei, mother and daughter, who had delicate faces with unconcealable worries. At this time, they were standing behind Ye Chengan, who had a stern face, and were surrounded by more than a dozen Ye family children.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the rippling water on the arena, but the sound of the spiritual consciousness of two late-stage Dingling monks from the Zhan family and the Yu family rang in his ears.

Regardless of the Zhan family or the Yu family, there is only one goal, which is to obtain the spirit-devouring flame in the space ring. As long as he points it out with his eyes and nods slightly, the family who obtains the spirit-devouring flame will protect him from any harm.

Moreover, as long as you can get the skills, magical weapons, elixirs, and talismans, you can make any requests.

The Zhan family and the Yu family all knew that Ye Chengan used Ye Lingfei and her daughter as a means to threaten Yang Qing. Therefore, the Zhan family promised that as long as Yang Qing nodded, in addition to the cultivation resources of the monks, they would provide ten stunning beauties as concubines.

The Yu family said that the women in the family who have not left the court can choose any three and do whatever they want.

The old man in the late stage of Dingling from the three major families had gray hair and a solemn expression. He ignored Si Hongwen's dissatisfied questions. The true energy in his body was secretly surging. As long as Yang Qing raised his eyelids and nodded slightly, the three major families

There will definitely be a fight.

At that time, Yang Qing might be able to save his life, but Ye Lingfei, mother and daughter, would definitely be dead, and their heads would be dislocated on the spot.

Under the gaze of dozens of eyes, Yang Qing's expression did not change at all, and he stared blankly at the ripples in the water.

What he has to do is to neither accept nor refuse, let alone show the slightest hint of temptation, so that the Zhan family and the Yu family cannot confirm the existence of the spirit-devouring flame. Once confirmed, a fight of more than a hundred people will be inevitable.

At that time, there was no way out.

This is exactly what Ye Chengan meant. The Zhan family and the Yu family learned about the Spirit Devouring Flame. The reason why they only tried it once was because they were not sure about the existence of the Spirit Devouring Flame, so they would not unite to fight against the Ye family.

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And Ye Chengan exposed Yang Qing, instead of hiding it deep in the Ye family residence and being protected at all levels, or letting the Zhan family and Yu family believe that the possibility of the existence of the spirit-devouring flame was extremely small, and Yang Qing was only trying to help him fight for space.

He wanted to take control of the city to atone for the offense he had committed against the Ye family, in exchange for the lives of Ye Lingfei and her daughter.

And Yang Qing did not agree to the generous terms offered by the Zhan family and the Yu family, which further covered up the fact that the Spirit Devouring Flame existed.

After all, too many people think that how could a long-lived monk give up advanced skills, magic weapons, beauties and the chance of survival for two mortal women.

Yang Qing's attitude is not that he wants to give up the chance of survival, but to increase the chance of survival. Facing two monks in the late stage of Dingling is more terrifying than fighting in the ring. Moreover, he cannot give up easily.

Ye Lingfei, mother and daughter.

If Ye Lingfei and her daughter were killed, although he did not wield the knife, it was he who pushed them to the guillotine.

Given Ye Lingfei's feelings for him and his character and surname, she couldn't do this.

There is an element of recklessness in doing so, but he also believes that the Zhan family and the Yu family will not start a life-and-death struggle between the three major families because of a piece of spirit-eating fire with a low probability of existence.

The eyes of the two old men from the Zhan family and the Yu family who were in the late Dingling stage were flickering. An inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of Ye Chengan's mouth, which was not easy to detect. He was caught by the other two, and his eyes flickered even more.

"Boom!"

With the muffled thunder echoing in the clouds, the nine people who were standing quietly on the ring moved!

The six members of the Zhan family and the Yu family, the true energy in the meridians in the body is flowing surgingly, and the light of various colors in the body is strong. In order to ensure the strongest combat effectiveness, no one takes the lead to fly with the weapon. Before the body arrives, the various types of true energy in their hands are filled with

The magic weapon has been produced.

Wherever the six magical weapons passed by, sharp sounds of breaking through the air were heard, and countless water droplets shattered and evaporated, causing the arena to be filled with mist and hazy. These six sharp magical weapons were all aimed at the cold-looking man

, Yang Qing stepped on and splashed water.

No matter whether the Spirit Devouring Flame exists or not, you can know by forcing it into a desperate situation to see if it crushes the space ring. If it exists, none of the three families can even think of getting it.

"Ding ding ding!" The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing!

Ye Hua and Ye Renxuan's true energy surged out and took out the long swords in their hands to intercept the six shining magic weapons that attacked Yang Qing. They both wished that he would die early, but they could not let him damage the Spirit Devouring Flame in despair.

Ye Hua Dingling's early cultivation level was still able to intercept several attacks from the Purple Mansion Realm monks, but with Ye Renxuan's intervention, four of the attacks failed.

"Ding ding!"

The long stick moved without force, and without using all the strength of the whole body, the two knives lingering in the aqua blue light flew out.

The six attacks were launched in unison, causing everyone to retain their strength to give them the opportunity to crush the space ring.

"bite!"

The golden crescent knife turned into a golden full moon and spun towards it. It was too late to dodge, so it had to be blocked with a horizontal stick.

"Wow!"

The tyrannical force of the crescent knife shook his body, and he took a step back, causing water to splash everywhere.

The manipulator of this crescent sword was a monk at the Dingling Stage of Jin Linggen. A casual blow made Yang Qing unable to resist.

There is a new shallow mark on the long stick Wulie. It is much harder than the fine steel rod. It is a low-grade magic weapon. However, Yang Qing has no real energy and cannot exert the power of the low-grade magic weapon. Besides, everyone present except him

, how can anyone use a low-grade magic weapon?

Not wanting to regret the damage caused by the long stick Wulie, he swayed and moved one foot sideways, and the crescent knife that struck again passed by him.

The crescent knife should be a top-grade magic weapon, and its shape makes it extremely fast.

"Ding ding ding!"

In one breath, he had already struck three times in a row.

Yang Qing's expression was cold, and he stepped back continuously. His right arm was numb, and he suppressed the fear in his heart.

"Breathe...breathe..."

Adjust your breathing to the exhalation method of "Hua Xijue", and a sense of tranquility will come to your heart.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh"

Four attacks struck again, a crescent knife, a pair of knives, and two long swords, their speed and strength increased slightly.

Wulie held the long stick at an angle, and instead of resisting, he quickly ran away, pounced forward, and barely managed to avoid it by jumping. Wulie flicked the long stick, and swung away the cyan light that was close in front of him, and fierce.

A long sword full of sword energy.

Ye Hua and Ye Renxuan were fighting with Yu Ke, who was stabbing with spears, and the Zhan family disciples who were flipping with swords. Their bodies were speeding up, the surging true energy was getting stronger, and the sound of clashing magical weapons was loud.

The brief test is over, and soon, all of their respective cultivation levels will be used!