Chapter Seventy-Three: Random Attack and Stoning to Death

In the Qingfeng Faction Martial Arts Arena, the original neatly distributed martial arts platforms in the field have been merged together and combined into a super martial arts platform.

There were thirty disciples standing in many directions of the Super Martial Arts Stage, these disciples were the most outstanding disciples of the various elders of the Qingfeng Sect, and each of them was in a very good mental state, and their fighting spirit was soaring, because they were about to participate in the selection competition for the best disciples of the Qingfeng Sect, and their most beloved masters were all sitting on the judges' table behind them at the moment, looking forward to their outstanding performance!

In the entire super martial arts competition, only Hua Qianqiu looked a little depressed in front of him, and there were only six disciples, so it was also the most eye-catching.

The competition is about to begin, and Luo Zhizhi ordered people to send the Qingxin Pill specially refined for the contestants by the sect to all the contestants, hoping that each contestant can get rid of the distractions in their hearts and concentrate on responding to the enemy.

After everyone had taken the Qingxin Pill, Mo Youcai slowly stepped forward and announced the rules and precautions of the competition.

Less than ten minutes after Mo You began to announce, a disciple's cry of pain came from a certain position on the competition platform, and then the disciple fell to the ground holding his stomach and wailing, convulsions all over.

Before he could react, the rest of the disciples from all directions of the competition platform reacted one after another, exactly the same as the disciple who was the first to fall.

These disciples were all the most valued disciples by the elders of the Qingfeng Sect, and since then, many of the elders who had been on the judges' platform couldn't sit still, and flew to the competition platform one after another to check the situation of the disciples.

One of the male elders who was the first to check on the disciples' situation suddenly changed his complexion, and looked at Luo Zhi anxiously: "Master, these disciples under my sect are all severely poisoned, and the aura in their bodies is imprisoned, and there is a very strong medicinal power in their bodies!" ”

"Master, this is also the case with my disciples!" All of a sudden, the anxious voices of the elders rang out.

"Medicinal power?" Luo Zhi's face suddenly darkened, and he looked at Qi Hao, who was sitting firmly, angrily: "Qi Hao, what did you do in the Qingxin San?" ”

Luo Zhi asked, and the rest of the worried elders looked at Qi Hao one after another, and even those elders who were usually close to him had resentment on their faces.

Qi Hao's face was also stiff, he made a move in the pill, but he didn't expect the medicinal power to attack so quickly, I was afraid that the medicinal power of such a quick attack would affect his plan, damn it!

Seeing that Qi Hao did not raise a voice against it, the elders who knew his temperament affirmed that he must have done this, and immediately became anxious: "Qi Hao, hurry up and hand over the antidote!" ”

"The antidote? There is no antidote to the closed veins of the Sealed Spirit, so you should prepare for your disciples earlier! Qi Hao squinted and sneered, hoping that Pang Jianbai, who would receive him, would arrive in time.

As soon as they heard this, several elders who were anxious immediately roared angrily and flew towards Qi Hao, and the disciples who surrounded Qi Hao in a circle to protect him in the middle didn't know who had hit him, and they were all seriously injured and fell to the ground, spitting blood and not getting up again.

Qi Hao saw that everyone was moving towards him together, and hurriedly threatened: "You dare to touch me? Pang Jianbai and Lao Busi of the Xuanyun Sect answered me outside the Qingfeng Faction! ”

As soon as they heard the name Lao Busi, everyone who was doing it really stopped, Lao Busi was the elder of the Xuanyun Sect, and his cultivation in the middle of the Yuan Infant was even higher than Hua Qianqiu's cultivation. I'm afraid that as long as Lao Busi moves his fingers, they will be destroyed!

"you, old immortal! Qi Hao, you return my beloved apprentice! A mournful roar came, making everyone tremble, only to see Hua Qianqiu tightly hugging his second apprentice Chang Zhi, and Chang Zhi's eyelids had been closed, and his face was pale, which was clearly a sign of the loss of vitality!

In the next moment, the grief-stricken Hua Qianqiu had already rushed in front of Qi Hao, and one after another light green light slashed at Qi Hao like a knife.

Hua Qianqiu attacked while shouting loudly: "Qi Hao, you are an old immortal, the old man has accepted so many beloved disciples for hundreds of years, and all of them have been destroyed in your hands!" ”

"Thousands of elite disciples of the sect have been ruined by you, you old thing who has lost his conscience! Pity these children's good future in cultivating immortals, the old man wants to kill you and avenge the old man's good disciples! ”

"Such outstanding disciples, how can you do it? Qi Hao, you old poison, the old man wants to cut you with a thousand knives! ”

The stunned crowd looked at Hua Qianqiu's grief-stricken appearance, and then looked at the elite disciples on their stage who were dying in pain and their vitality was gradually fading, anger and grief suddenly overwhelmed their reason, and they all pounced on Qi Hao like hungry wolves.

All of a sudden, all kinds of light quickly buried Qi Hao, who was fighting alone, and in less than a minute, everyone found that Qi Hao was gone, and when they stopped, they found that Qi Hao had been killed by their indiscriminate attacks of bombing and bombing, stabbing and cutting, and he had already been destroyed without a human form, and he couldn't die anymore!

Everyone looked at Qi Hao's body, which was black and broken into pieces of meat, and was stunned, this hasn't been angry yet, Qi Hao is gone, and revenge hasn't been taken yet!

"Master, come quickly, the second senior brother is awake, the second senior brother is fine!" Suddenly, an excited girl's voice came, and everyone looked back together, and saw Yao Beibei with a handful of snot and tears, crying and laughing at Chang Zhi, who was lying on the ground and already awake!

"Good boy!" Hua Qianqiu's cry of joy had turned into a light green light and fell to Chang Zhi's side.

Hua Qianqiu put his hand on Chang Zhi's pulse, and saw that the medicinal power in his body had really been eliminated, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Sixth, how is your second senior brother good?" ”

Yao Beibei wiped a handful of tears with her sleeve, and then said with a hiccups: "I just ... and the second senior brother... Lying together, I heard him say he wanted to be in... Before dying... Want to eat one last time... I make a potpourri brew, I just come from the storage bag... I pulled out a bottle... I drank it for the second senior brother, and I myself... Drank a bottle. After drinking, my body... It doesn't hurt, and then I saw the second senior brother... He's all right! ”

"Heaven is immortal, I love my disciples!" Hua Tianhao roared with joy, and then turned to Yao Beibei: "Sixth, do you still have a hundred flowers brewing?" ”

"Yes, I wasn't long ago... I brewed a big vat, and I divided it into... The vial is on you! Yao Beibei said while touching her tears.

Hua Qianqiu was overjoyed when he heard this: "Take it out quickly!" ”

"Yes, master!" Yao Beibei lowered her head slowly, took out a large pile of jade bottles from a storage bag, and placed them in front of Hua Qianqiu.

"Don't be so stunned, everyone, hurry up and take the hundred flowers to save people!" Hua Qianqiu grabbed a few bottles from the jade bottle and shouted at the elders, then took the first jade bottle to feed Fan Tuan.

As soon as they heard that their beloved disciples had been saved, all the elders hurriedly grabbed a handful from the jade bottle one by one and rushed to their own disciples.

Yao Beibei also took out three jade bottles from it, one of which quickly fed the Blue Lotus Fire, stuffed a bottle of Baihua Brew into her hand and pushed her twice, and then took the last bottle and walked towards Bai Ziming.

Yao Beibei reached out and touched Bai Ziming's chin, pinched his face, and rubbed a burst of oil on his face, tsk, this skin is so smooth and delicate!

It is rare to have such an opportunity, not to rub the oil and not to rub it, and when he touched Bai Ziming for a long time and saw Fan Tuan looking at him strangely, Yao Beibei opened the cork of the jade bottle, and fed Baihua Brew into Bai Ziming's mouth with unfinished thinking.

After the elders fed the Hundred Flowers Brew to the disciples under their disciples, those disciples quickly woke up.

"Thank you Elder Tai for saving me!" The elders checked the pulse of the disciples, and when they saw that the disciples had recovered, they hurriedly thanked Hua Qianqiu one by one.

Hua Qianqiu, who was happy in her heart, sighed on the surface: "This is God's endless Qingfeng faction!" If you don't die in a great calamity, you will have a good future, and all your disciples will definitely have a bright future in cultivating immortals! ”

"Yes, yes!" All the elders echoed and said that today's ups and downs were really exciting, which made them feel a lot of emotion on weekdays.

"Your elders' beloved disciples are seriously injured, today's Qingfeng Sect's best disciple selection competition has been postponed, and it will be held again after your elders' beloved disciples recover!" Mo Yu stepped forward at the right time and said with a regretful expression.

"Well, it's good to postpone!" I don't know who was the first to express their approval, and all the elders also agreed.

After all the elders said goodbye to Luo Zhi, Mo You, and Hua Qianqiu one by one, they all left the martial arts arena with their elite disciples.

After everyone left, Hua Qianqiu's face turned cold: "That old guy from Lao Busi has really come to the Qingfeng Sect!" ”

"I didn't expect the Xuanyun faction to be really ruthless, and even the Lao Busi who was sitting in the sect was dispatched for Qi Hao!" Luo Zhi stroked his gray beard and sighed worriedly, his face wrinkled like a black walnut.

"Master, this is for you!" Yao Beibei presented the memory stone that had been prepared a long time ago to Hua Qianqiu, and this memory stone clearly recorded the scene of Qi Hao poisoning the elite disciples of the sect in the martial arts arena.

"Hmm!" Hua Qianqiu took the memory stone handed over by Yao Beibei, and then turned to Luo Zhi and Mo You with a solemn face: "Luo Zhi, you go out with me and meet Lao Busi and Pang Jianbai for a while!" Don't help it, you just give me a steady seat to guard the Qingfeng faction! ”

Mo You's fat face trembled, and he wanted to say something more, but Hua Qianqiu waved his hand and stopped him.

The Xuanyun Sect wanted Qi Hao, a fourth-level alchemist, and now that Qi Hao was dead, they would definitely not be enemies of the Qingfeng Sect for him. I'm afraid that the Xuanyun faction will not play its cards according to common sense, if the two sides really fight, it must be the Qingfeng faction that is in a weak position!

Although Yao Beibei often secretly scolded Hua Qianqiu for being unscrupulous and partial, thinking that he might never return, her heart suddenly became sour, and she took out two more jade bottles from the storage bag: "Master, I'll leave this to you!" If you and the boss are in real danger, take it! ”

Hua Qianqiu stretched out his hand to take the jade bottle, and his eyes swept over Yao Beibei and the other six disciples and Mo You one by one, and then he and Luo Zhi disappeared in place in an instant.