I conquer the immortal with my strength

Fighting field.

Xia Daoming and Fei Tingmei quickly distanced themselves.

Fei Tingmei is worthy of being a true disciple in the late stage of foundation establishment, and his fighting ability is much better than Shao Shiyu, who is also in the late stage of foundation establishment.

The magic weapon in hand is also powerful.

An ice chi sword shot through the air, sending chills all over the place, giving people the feeling of being frozen for hundreds of miles.

Xia Daoming's nine-thousand-year-old black bamboo sword was frozen by the cold air emitted by the Ice Chi Sword. It turned stiff and stiff, but it was broken by the Ice Chi Sword in a moment.

"Okay!" Qiu Dongyan looked happy when she saw this.

"Okay!" The other unaware Jindan elders also cheered when they saw this.

The true disciples in the stands were even more ecstatic when they saw this.

No matter what, they must kill Xia Daoming's arrogance to prevent the previous generation's tragic defeat from happening again in their generation.

Only Yue Huang and Xiao Hongyi shook their heads repeatedly and sighed secretly.

What happened back then was finally over, but these guys were so full that they decided to gather together to help the older generation regain their place.

It’s better this time, two generations in a row failed miserably!

Seeing the Ice Chi Sword breaking through the sword formation and charging out, Xia Daoming secretly shook his head and sighed.

"Master is truly a genius from the Qingyuan Sect. I can't compare with him in Qi refining!"

Sighing in his heart, he pulled out the Xuan Meng Mirror, shining the misty light towards the Ice Chi Sword.

The Ice Chi sword stagnated.

The nine thousand-year-old black bamboo swords flew again and trapped the Ice Chi Sword.

When the Ice Chi Sword was trapped, Xia Daoming had already dodged, leaving an afterimage on the spot.

People have come to Fei Tingmei.

Fei Tingmei was shocked, as the defensive magic weapon hastily shot out of the air.

But a dim light fell.

The defensive weapon stagnated.

A cold light flashed.

Fei Tingmei felt a chill on her neck, and a spear was pressed against her neck.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

The true disciples all looked dull.

Fei Tingmei also lost!

And the defeat was so straightforward, there was no chance of struggle at all.

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister Fei, I have to spend 800,000 yuan on you!" Xia Daoming slowly took back his spear.

In the stands, everyone woke up.

The Jindan elders all looked at each other.

Qiu Dongyan looked at Xiao Hongyi and Yue Huang with an ugly expression.

"Ahem, Senior Sister Qiu just reminded you, but you didn't listen." Xiao Hongyi's expression was unnatural.

"Junior sister, you can't blame Brother Wei for this. Brother Wei is even more miserable than you. Two disciples have already been defeated. Brother Wei and Junior Brother Xiao just reminded you sincerely." Yue Huang said with a bitter smile.

Qiu Dongyan looked at the two people and retorted speechlessly. She was so angry that she had nowhere to vent.

"Xia Daoming, do you dare to fight with me?" At this moment, in the stands, a tall man with a curly beard flew down to the fighting arena.

This man stood in the fighting arena, exuding a powerful aura, like a mountain standing tall and unshakable.

"Li Tinghui, aren't you embarrassed enough? Get back here!" Seeing this, Qiu Dongyan's anger finally burst out, she stood up suddenly and shouted harshly.

"Master!" Li Tinghui showed a look of dissatisfaction and grievance.

"What level of cultivation are you? What level of cultivation is he? Even if you win, what will happen?" Qiu Dongyan said coldly.

Li Tinghui lowered his head when he heard this.

"Senior Sister Fei, can you pay the full amount? If not, we can sign an IOU." When Li Tinghui lowered his head, Xia Daoming discussed with Fei Tingmei politely with a smile on his face.

Fei Tingmei's face suddenly turned pale.

"Okay, I asked her to fight, and I'll pay for the spirit stones." A voice sounded from the viewing platform.

Then spiritual stones rained down and piled up in front of Xia Daoming.

Almost all of these spiritual stones are of medium or high grade.

The glittering and translucent light made all the true disciples look full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Eight hundred thousand, it will take several years to save up!

This guy made money easily.

"Uncle is still grand, so I won't be polite." Xia Daoming cupped Qiu Dongyan's hand, and then put the spirit stone into the storage ring honestly and politely.

Putting away the storage ring, Xia Daoming held the true disciples in the stands over one by one and said, "Is there any other senior brother or sister who wants to challenge me?"

The fighting arena was quiet, with only Xia Daoming's voice echoing in the sky.

A few true disciples who were in the late stage of foundation building wanted to stand up, but in the end they still didn't dare to stand up.

Fei Tingmei is not the strongest true disciple in the late stage of foundation building, but they are not much better than her.

Xia Daoming waited for a while and saw that no one came out to fight, so he had to hand over his hand and said: "It seems that all the senior brothers and sisters are understanding people. In this case, let's call it a day. If any senior brother or sister wants to challenge me in the future, I will always accompany you. But please prepare the spirit stones."

The true disciples on the viewing platform all gritted their teeth and clenched their fists, but in the end they could only lower their heads in frustration.

They had no choice but to make things uncomfortable for them. Now that they were beaten to a pulp and provoked by him, who could they blame?

"Disciple pays homage to the master, the head master and all the uncles." When the true disciples were dejected, Xia Daoming had already flown to Zuo Dongge and others and bowed in salute.

"Daoming, that's good." Yue Huang looked at Xia Daoming and praised.

"I don't dare to take it seriously. It's all thanks to Master's guidance that this disciple has achieved what he has today." Xia Daoming replied respectfully.

"Junior brother, you have gained a good disciple!" Yue Huang turned to Zuo Dongge and said.

"Just barely worthy of cultivation." Zuo Dongge stroked his beard and said.

Everyone couldn't help but twitch their mouths when they heard this.

If it weren't for the fact that Zuo Dongge was injured, they would probably attack him in groups.

In the early stage of foundation building, he beat a group of cultivators below the perfect foundation building stage so hard that no one dared to show up. He said that he was just barely worthy of cultivation. What kind of disciples are they?

"Haha!" Yue Huang smiled unnaturally, and then said: "Let's go! You all should go too."

After that, Yue Huang turned around and left.

"Master, you are leaving now?" Xia Daoming suddenly said.

Yue Huang stamped his feet, turned around, and asked with a hint of doubt: "Do you have anything else to do?"

"Nothing, but my master often mentioned Master to his disciples, saying that Master and he had been through life and death many times, and they were like brothers. He also said that Master was steady and decisive in doing things, righteous and generous, and had the most leadership style. By the way, he also said that Master cared for younger disciples the most." Xia Daoming said.

Yue Huang glanced at Zuo Dongge and finally understood why Xia Daoming had such a subtle expression when he said he wanted to see him.

This kid, how could he be as timid as those younger disciples when they saw their elders? He dared to call his head master and openly extort money.

"You are very brave!" Yue Huang quickly pointed at Xia Daoming and said majestically.

"My own master, I feel very kind. To be honest, how can I say I am very brave? I can't let the younger generation be like a mouse seeing a cat when they see the head master, and be so scared that they dare not say anything they should say." Xia Daoming said calmly.