The Strongest Qi Refiner

"how so?"

Wu Yiyao's brows knitted together with a displeased expression on her face.

She really wanted to see Fang Yu and Lin Wuqian fight.

But now, there is only darkness in front of him.

"What are you looking at? Isn't there any rules in the battle of the Dao? So many of us cultivators are here to watch the battle..."

"That's right, what are we looking at when it's sealed like this!? Can you use external force to disperse the black fog!?"

"It's boring! I thought this battle would be the most exciting one!"

There were bursts of dissatisfied voices among the monks watching the battle.

And just when the patience of all the monks was about to be worn away, there was a sudden change in the battle area.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The large black fog began to dissipate!

Seeing this scene, the cultivators who were still complaining just now all closed their mouths and stared at the situation in the battle area.

After the black fog dissipated, Fang Yu and Lin Batian could be seen still in it!

They are very close, fighting in close quarters!

"Daoyu, I said, you can't be my opponent!" Lin Batian's voice was thunderous, and he slapped Fang Yu's chest with his palm.

The magic energy contained in this palm is not too strong.

Under normal circumstances, Fang Yu might not even move.

But at this moment, he was "heavily hit", and his body was like a kite with a broken string, and he flew out in an instant!

"Banglong..."

Fang Yu smashed into the ground, splashing a large cloud of smoke.

"Give you another slap."

Lin Batian raised his left palm in the air and blasted a powerful magic energy towards the position where Fang Yu fell to the ground.

"Boom..."

In the battle area, violent vibrations!

The powerful law can spread around.

And the monks who saw this scene opened their eyes wide and looked horrified.

Lin Batian has the absolute upper hand!

"Impossible...Impossible, how could the master lose?" Han Miaoyi stared blankly at the situation in the battle area.

And the little carp beside her had crystal tears in her eyes.

In her opinion, once Dao Zhengfeng is at a disadvantage, the result is at least serious injury.

On the other side, Wu Yiyao was also stunned, her beautiful eyes full of disbelief.

"Almost, you can pronounce the verdict."

In the battle area, Lin Batian re-opened the paper fan in his hand, raised his head and said.

The object of his speech is naturally the referee of Dao Zhengfeng, that is, the rich voice.

At this moment, there was a sense of consciousness that quickly swept across Fang Yu's body under the ground.

Fang Yu was already prepared to hide his aura while pretending to be in pain.

"In this battle, Lin Wuqian wins."

The deep voice echoed on the psychic platform.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Then, the two regiments could wrap Fang Yu and Lin Batian and send them back to their original positions.

"Xiao Hei, are you alright!?"

When the little carp saw the flashing figure in front of him, he rushed up.

But Han Miaoyi turned her head and looked at Lin Batian's position.

She clenched her fists tightly, the anger in her chest was hard to suppress, and her eyes flashed red slightly.

Lin Batian, who had just landed, immediately felt this terrifying and obvious killing intent, and turned his head to look over.

Seeing the ferocity and murderous intent in Han Miaoyi's eyes, Lin Batian frowned slightly and thought to himself, "I forgot to ask Lao Fang just now, who is this beautiful female cultivator... It seems to have a strong aura now."

"I'm fine."

Fang Yu said to the little carp beside him.

"You..." The little carp glanced up and down Fang Yu's body, but did not see any obvious scars.

At this time, Fang Yu had already felt the aura fluctuations in Han Miaoyi's body next to him, his face changed slightly, and he immediately forgot about the past.

I saw a faint red glow on Han Miaoyi's body, one eye flashed red, and the other eye glowed with golden light.

This is about to get out of control.

Fang Yu looked in Lin Batian's direction and gave him a look.

Lin Batian immediately understood, and immediately turned his head away, no longer irritating Han Miaoyi.

"I'm fine."

Fang Yu stepped forward, stopped in front of Han Miaoyi, and said, "Calm down."

Han Miaoyi looked at Fang Yu, her eyes swept up and down his body.

"I want to help you get revenge!" Han Miaoyi said coldly.

"It's all right, what revenge do you have?" Fang Yu said.

"Master will not lose! He must..." Han Miaoyi gritted her teeth, the anger in her chest became more and more intense, and her hatred and killing intent for Lin Batian became stronger and stronger.

She knew that she had to calm down, but after seeing Fang Yu's defeat, she couldn't calm down!

"Calm down." Fang Yu put his hand on Han Miaoyi's shoulder and said with a serious look.

This is the Great Dao Fighting Front, surrounded by monks from the top forces in the Northern Wilderness.

If Han Miaoyi runs out of control here, it will have a great impact and bring a lot of trouble.

"I just pretended to lose."

In desperation, Fang Yu could only transmit sound to Han Miaoyi and tell her the truth.

Hearing this, Han Miaoyi was stunned and looked at Fang Yu.

"What I'm saying now, you can't say it out, it's all a secret." Fang Yu said.

"I... I know." Han Miaoyi replied.

"Lin Wuqian and I are old acquaintances, good friends, but now for some reason, we can only pretend that we don't know each other, so the fight just now was just acting together." Fang Yu said, "Don't treat him like that. mortal enemy."

Hearing these words, most of the anger in Han Miaoyi's heart dissipated immediately.

Especially the rationality of the divine consciousness made her calmer.

"Brother Fang, I understand." Han Miaoyi replied.

"Just understand it, remember it, and never say it out." Fang Yu reminded again.