"Huh, who is it?"

Wu Taiwen had already forced Fang Zhantu into a desperate situation, but the gazes of Cheng Xuan and Youyue suddenly alerted him.

"Old Seven, there are people nearby, you go and take a look!" Wu Taiwen hurriedly transmitted the sound to Qin Ziqi.

"Understood!" Qin Ziqi nodded, and said in a low voice, "Sixth Senior Brother, your injuries are fine, right?"

"It's just an ordinary injury, and it's no longer in the way after taking Shizun's injury medicine. Lian Chengbi said, "Senior brother, you must be careful, this side of the exhibition has a poison in his hand that suppresses the cultivation realm, and this is how I got into the Tao!"

"Is there really such a strange thing in the poison that suppresses the realm?" Qin Ziqi frowned slightly.

As the master of the Donglai Pavilion, he naturally knew about Lei Zhenyue's fierce fight with Hong Lingyun, Xie Rongyuan, and the two elders. For the sake of his own face, the second elder of course said that the reason why he fought with Lei Zhenyue was completely because he was suppressed by the poisonous mist.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, especially Chu Guyun's group of demonic disciples, this point is completely an excuse for the second elder. Because in the eyes of others, several Supreme Elders are supreme beings. But in their eyes, these old guys were all defeated by Shizun back then, and most of them were vain.

Especially when Di Wuya sat in Guyun Peak and sat on an equal footing with the Seven Supreme Elders in disguise, this concept was even more ingrained. Therefore, in the hearts of Wu Taiwen, Qin Ziqi, and even Lian Chengbi, they don't believe that there is such a thing as suppressing realm poison.

But now, in the face of the tragic situation of his sixth senior brother, Qin Ziqi has to believe it.

"Senior brother, what kind of thing is that?" Qin Ziqi asked in a low voice.

"It's colorless and odorless, and you can't detect it at all. But once you notice it, it's too late!" Lian Chengbi warned.

"Understood!" Qin Ziqi nodded, he still had to listen to his senior brother's words. At the same time, he also informed Wu Taiwen of the matter, but Wu Taiwen did not answer him immediately, and only he knew how much he had heard.

"Whoosh!"

Just watched Qin Ziqi jump and fly into the air.

Fang Zhantu naturally sensed Cheng Xuan's existence. Although he scolded Youyue in his heart just now, he was somewhat relieved at this moment. The corners of his eyes swept over the disciples who were not guarding at all at the moment, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Who!"

Qin Ziqi came to the air and looked around. But at this moment, all that appeared in front of him was a thick cloud. Although he could feel the gaze coming from behind the clouds, he couldn't grasp Cheng Xuan's erratic position at all.

"Come out!"

Qin Ziqi shouted angrily, and a thunderbolt suddenly appeared in his palm. The dazzling flash seemed to cut through the sky in an instant, and a large area of thick clouds suddenly disappeared. But even so, what appeared in front of him was still just a void. And in an instant, a thin cloud of mist gathered towards him again.

"Leave your name!"

Suddenly, a gloomy voice came from behind the thick clouds. And for some reason, there was a creepy weirdness in the voice, as if he wasn't from flesh and blood, but a wooden puppet. Then, after the thick cloud, there were several more "Kara-Kara" sounds, and for a time it was impossible to tell what it was.

"Who, get out!" Qin Ziqi didn't believe in evil or ghosts, and a few thunderbolts swept through the void.

However, as the so-called knife cut off the water, the water flowed even more, and the thick clouds that had been split soon slowly leaned towards him.

"Hmm, this cloud ......" Suddenly, Qin Ziqi noticed that the color of this thick cloud seemed to be a little different from before.

Of course, for ordinary people, this change will not attract their attention at all. But for a strong person of Qin Ziqi's level, the slightest difference can be like a fire. But at this moment, if he wanted to tell what was different about this cloud, he couldn't find the words for a while, just a feeling, which made him have an inexplicable sense of crisis.

"Ahh At this moment, he finally understood where this sense of crisis came from.

But at the same time, a strange voice like a puppet came from behind the thick clouds again: "Leave your name!"

"Hmph, you don't deserve to know my name!" Qin Ziqi said coldly.

"Really, it seems that today, I'm going to break the precedent of an immortal nameless ghost under the sword——"

As soon as that last word was spoken, Qin Ziqi felt that from behind the clouds, there was an incomparably sharp sword aura, like lightning striking in his direction.

"Sneer——"

Before Qin Ziqi could come back to his senses, the sword qi had already swept in front of him. He subconsciously withdrew, and a crack of more than a foot long suddenly appeared in the black and gold robe on his chest.

"So fast!"

Qin Ziqi's cold hair stood upside down. This body method and speed are really comparable to Dugu Hunting, where is he sacred!

"Isn't that counted!"

Behind the clouds, the voice spoke gloomily. This time, however, the voice seemed to be completely integrated into the thick clouds of the sky, and it was impossible to tell where it was coming from. Qin Ziqi felt as if he was being pointed at his body by countless sharp swords, and he didn't know when and where a deadly sword would shoot through his body.

"Come again!" - "Whew!"

Another ghostly voice, accompanied by a sharp sword qi slashing in front of him, added another crack to Qin Ziqi's robe.

The black and gold robe is exclusive to the owner of the Donglai Pavilion, and it is a symbol of identity and status. In a way, it's almost equated with the Pavilion Master himself. Cutting the robe is like leaving a wound on the master's body.

However, the two cracks left an "X" on Qin Ziqi's chest, but he couldn't touch the corner of the sneak attacker's clothes at all, which was simply shameful and maddening.

"Old Seven!"

Wu Taiwen originally didn't care too much about Qin Ziqi and the things in the air. For the strength of this seventh junior brother, he has a hundred trusts. And he knew that Qin Ziqi was much calmer than himself, and he would never easily fall into a situation of being passively beaten.

But he never expected that the sky would be like this now. And what shocked him even more was that even he couldn't see the true face of the sneak attacker who was shuttling through the clouds.

"Lord Wu, be serious!" On the other side, Fang Zhantu's sneer came.

Because of Qin Ziqi, Wu Taiwen was unable to exert his full strength, and Fang Zhantu had already gotten rid of the situation of being beaten passively. At the same time, his combat effectiveness is incredibly growing.

"You kid, you've been hiding your strength!" Wu Taiwen's heart became more and more shocked.

Originally, Fang Zhantu's cultivation realm was only the fourth peak of the Demon Tribulation Realm. But now, Wu Taiwen found that his cultivation had gradually reached the middle stage of the fifth level of the Demon Tribulation Realm, and it seemed that it was still rising.

"I know now, it seems to be a little late!" Fang Zhantu sneered.

"Hmph, even if you are in the same realm as me!" Wu Taiwen was absolutely in his hand, and roared extremely domineeringly, "Even Lei Zhenyue I don't care about it, let alone you, a sour scholar!"

"Hahahaha!" Fang Zhantu's eyes shot two essences, "Wu Taiwen, don't you know that Lei Zhenyue has never been taken into my eyes? As for me, you say that I am a sour rotten scholar? So good, I will let you know the terrible sour rotten scholar today!"

"Smack!"

Seeing that Fang Zhantu stretched out his right hand very calmly, a snapping finger of Qing Yue sounded in the decisive battle.

"Ah——h

A terrible shout came from the side of the disciples. As soon as Wu Taiwen turned around, he saw that Lian Chengbi's back was already with a short blade. Blood poured out of the wound and dripped onto the ground, revealing a seeping dark black, apparently with a terrible poison quenched on the short blade.

"Senior Brother ——"

"Senior Brother——

Wu Taiwen and Qin Ziqi let out an exclamation at the same time. And those one hundred and one disciples were already in chaos at this moment. Their attention just now was completely on Wu Taiwen and Qin Ziqi, and they didn't pay attention to Lianchengbi at all. And Lian Chengbi was murdered at the moment, and the only explanation was that among them, there were ghosts in the Thousand Gu Hall.

Today, I hope you will forgive me.

(End of chapter)