Chapter 64: Victory

A cold light appeared in his eyes, He Lin's cheeks bulged, and he didn't intend to dodge, and the scorching flames "boomed" out of his mouth, turning into a huge wave and rushing into the air Su Xiaoqi. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Su Xiaoqi's pupils shrank slightly, and he dispersed the attack without hesitation, his body sank suddenly, and when the fire wave was about to touch his clothes, he fell to the ground like a meteorite.

I don't know what the gray bricks of the martial arts arena are made of, and after such an impact, they didn't explode a crack, but shocked Su Xiaoqi's legs for a while, and they were so soft that they could hardly exert their strength.

At the same time, He Lin suddenly squatted down, holding the ground with both hands, and when his spiritual power turned into a torrent and rushed into the ground, dozens of pillars of fire with thick bowls gathered into a cage and locked Su Xiaoqi.

"That's it. He Lin's hands formed strange seals again, and two more fire men rushed out of his body, and the fire on his face flashed away, and He Lin's face became more and more pale.

There is a pillar of fire in the sky, and there are indestructible bricks and stones in the ground blocking the way, it is really considered that there is no way to enter the sky and no door to the earth, Su Xiaoqi seems to be planning to give up, shaking his head and sighing in the fire prison.

Kou Yuan and Feng Yushan glanced at each other, immediately swept towards Su Xiaoqi, and said in a loud voice: "The three moves have passed, and the competition ends here. ā€

He Mao's figure flashed, blocking Kou Yuan's way, and said with a smile: "This son should be punished for committing the following crimes, Elder Kou has an opinion?"

All the disciples watching the battle were filled with righteous indignation, and their eyes flashed with fierce light.

Even if there are disciples who are biased towards their own side, they only account for 10% of the crowd.

His heart sank suddenly, Kou Yuan's eyes were a little more solemn, He Mao was too fast, how many disciples who had been respectful to him looked at him angrily at this time, and he couldn't help but have a terrible thought in his heart.

He Mao wouldn't want to use the selection of disciples to get rid of him and Feng Yushan, right?

Feng Yanrou indiscriminately killed innocents and mutilated his peers, which gave everyone a sufficient reason.

Kou Yuan never expected that Feng Ping's death would subvert the pattern so quickly. Feng Yushan has no successor, Kou Chen is useless, even if the disciples were still a little wavering before, at this moment Su Xiaoqi has lost the game, and may even be killed, they have no reason to go to Kou Yuan's camp again.

Feng Yushan could naturally sense the changes in the disciples, and his majestic body couldn't help but shake, and he seemed to feel the desolation of the general trend.

All hope is on Su Xiaoqi.

The explosion roared, and the scorching waves of air spread round by circle, stroking everyone's clothes and hunting.

In the scattered firelight, a figure suddenly rushed out, and instantly swept in front of He Lin, who was caught off guard.

With a "bang", He Lin, who was kicked in the chin, flew up, and then, Su Xiaoqi stomped his feet on the ground suddenly, his body rose from the ground, and he kicked He Lin's chest three times with his head down and feet on top.

Blood fell from the air with the sound of broken bones, and He Lin was about to use his spiritual power to regain control of his body, but Su Xiaoqi suddenly disappeared from front of him, and when he reappeared, Su Xiaoqi had already turned over to top of him, his right leg raised high, and suddenly slashed down like a battle axe.

Bang!

He Lin slammed on the ground, and a large pool of blood instantly secreted out from under his body, and He Lin, his eyes were tightly closed, and his breathing seemed unsteady.

"Lin'er!" He Mao's face changed suddenly, everything happened too fast, and by the time he came back to his senses, He Lin was already lying in a pool of blood.

"Elder He, where do you want to go?" Kou Yuan stepped to block He Mao's way, a happy smile on his face.

He Mao was furious: "Get out!"

Kou Yuan was not angry, the smile on his face was even worse, and said: "There are no eyes in the fists and feet, and I am really deeply saddened by He Xian's nephew. ā€

After speaking, Kou Yuan twisted his eyebrows and looked at He Lin, and then at Su Xiaoqi, just about to say the word "kill". Yang Yue suddenly rushed towards He Lin, and then, a disciple surrounded He Lin.

More and more people gathered, everyone's eyes were full of cold murderous intent, if they swarmed up, Su Xiaoqi would be torn apart in an instant.

Of course, there were also disciples who did not move, and they were undecided, and they pondered for a moment and walked behind Su Xiaoqi. First the first, then the second, people also gathered more and more, including people who have been obeying Kou Yuan and Feng Yushan, and people who have He Mao and Yang Fu.

The two sides stood apart, and a big battle was about to be staged, and Yang Fu suddenly spoke.

"This duel looks like Su Xiaoqi has won, which is really unexpected. ā€

Yang Fu's words were like a sharp needle, suddenly piercing the balloon that was about to explode, the murderous aura that filled the air disappeared in an instant, everyone was smiling, and everything that happened before seemed to be an illusion.

"It's not time yet. ā€

This is what Kou Yuan thinks in his heart, and it is also Feng Yushan's. Knowing that He Mao Yangfu has bad intentions, but he can't kill him, the consequences of hard work are something they can't afford, and there is a fierce fish and dragon faction in the secret, which won He Mao Yang Fu, but in the end it will be swallowed by the fish and dragon faction, so why bother?

If you want to minimize the damage, the only way is to unify all the disciples, from ignorance to entering the hall, the Lingdao Gate has given these disciples too much, but now it depends on where their heads are swinging, I have to say that it is ironic.

Kou Yuan sighed silently in his heart, when Feng Ping was still there, He Mao had been suppressed and almost had only one breath left, who would have thought that with this breath he would come back to life again?

He Mao and the others left in a hurry, and there were nearly half of the disciples among them.

Kou Yuan turned his head to look at Feng Yushan, Feng Yushan also looked over at the same time, the two nodded imperceptibly, Kou Yuan turned his head back, and said in a loud voice: "In this game, Su Xiaoqi wins, the following crimes should have been abolished and cultivated, and they were expelled from the door wall, but when he knew his mistakes and admitted his mistakes, he was not to blame in the past.

However, the death penalty can be avoided and the living crime cannot be escaped, and now he is demoted to an inner disciple to see the aftermath. ā€

Kou Yuan originally thought that Su Xiaoqi said that the eighty percent chance of winning was the three moves to deal with He Lin, but it wasn't until He Lin was seriously injured that he understood what the real eighty percent chance of winning was.

The power of the secret disciples is too great, and what they get is unimaginable resources for the inner disciples, and raising tigers hurts others, and it is very likely that they will hurt themselves.

But there is still to be compensation to appease Su Xiaoqi.

"Kou Chen, when leading the disciples to familiarize themselves with the Spirit Dao Gate, you can let Su Xiaoqi go to the Chuangong Pavilion to choose a fighting technique, and there is no need to contribute points. ā€

Kou Chen, who had not yet recovered from the shock, hurriedly responded.

"It's all gone. Feng Yushan ordered, how can the disciples still have a reason to stay, they still have a lot of information to digest, and they are waiting to go back and talk about it.

People left in an instant, and the ragged Su Xiaoqi couldn't help but sigh, he thought that the disciple would say something like this, "He Lin is a vain six-fold cultivator, and he was defeated like this?", "Who is this person sacred!" and other words that made him happy, but he didn't expect these people to be much more indifferent than he imagined.

The reason for winning He Lin is very simple, He Lin believes in his own cultivation too much, how can the cultivation obtained by cunning compare to the cultivation obtained step by step?

Su Xiaoqi turned to look at the ladder to the sky.