Chapter 100: The Dead Table

"Give my master justice!"

Xiao Wu carried a battle axe and cut off the Qingyang Sect's sect flag, and the huge flag fell in the wind and folded in the center of the field.

"Who is this?"

Sect Leader Qinglu pointed at Xiao Wu and slapped his palm on the case angrily.

At this time, Xiao Wu jumped to the center of the Shengtai and helped Xuan Qing up, Xuan Qing opened his eyes slightly at this time, and everything in front of him seemed to become blurry, and it took a long time before it gradually became clear.

"Master, what's wrong with you. ”

Xuanqing struggled to stand up, and at this time, the meridians were still not smooth, and the toxicity of the triangular cone had not completely dissipated.

"My meridians are blocked out of thin air,......"

He said with a pale face as he gasped violently, sweat rolling down his forehead, and he looked extremely pained.

Xiao Wu hurriedly helped his master up and glared at Litian fiercely.

"Dark arrows in the back, villain!!"

Xiao Wu took a sip towards the ground, but he didn't care about it, and replied to Xiao Wu lightly:

"The winner is the prince and the loser, the competition is about victory, who cares about the situation at the time. ”

When Xiao Wu heard him answer, his eyes lit up, he let go of his master, and walked towards Litian with his battle axe.

The battle axe was swung out, and when it was slapped away from the sky, Xiao Wu was knocked a few feet away and thrown to the ground.

Xiao Wu's strength is not an opponent from the sky, and in one palm, he is divided into superior.

Looking at Xiao Wu who was struggling on the ground from the sky, he couldn't help but cry out indignantly:

"What kind of master there is, what kind of slave there is! You are a member of the Wuluan clan, why bother to follow a waste. ”

As soon as he heard the word waste, Xiao Wu's heart suddenly burned with anger.

"It's not fair!"

He shouted angrily, and then took the battle axe and cut off the remaining five-pole sect flags on the stage.

"Try it all like this, don't do it!!"

"Let's go!"

Xiao Wu helped the master and walked down from the stage.

Seeing that Zongqi was cut off by Xiao Wu, Qing Luqi's face turned green:

"Bold! Dare to openly cut off the banner of my sect, is it bullying no one in the Qingyang Sect?"

"Take it for me!"

Qinglu pointed towards Xiao Wu.

Feishan and Feihai immediately came out of the crowd, one by one, and took down both Xiaowu and Xuanqing.

At this moment, the people in the stands immediately divided into two factions, one faction was on the side of Litian, and was raising their arms and shouting for Litian at this time.

The other faction was on Xuanqing's side, they defended the rules of the Qingyang Sect, no matter who it was, it was impossible to trample on them!

The two parties are opposed. At swords' points.

"Let go of Xuanqing!"

"Give him justice!"

The cries rose higher and higher, and later many people stood up and complained for Xuan Qing.

Most of these people don't know Xuanqing, and the reason why they stand up is not for Xuanqing's success or failure, but to go out to defend the rules.

"The Qingyang Sect has been in decline for nearly a hundred years, but with integrity, the rest of the sects are still willing to deal with it.

However, if you ignore the rules of the sect in public today, how will the Qingyang Sect gain a foothold in the future!"

Several elders united to ask for Xuanqing's life, and many disciples also shouted one after another, and the scene was suddenly chaotic.

Jiu Li looked at the scene in front of him, cocked Erlang's legs, looked at the changes in the wind and clouds, picked up the tea, and took a sip gently.

Sect Master Qinglu, seeing that everyone was standing in Xuanqing, immediately stood up and paced back and forth.

"The great Qingyang Sect, I can't be the master yet?!"

Sect Master Qinglu still refused to give up his persistence. He has been painstakingly cultivating for many years, and he categorically cannot judge the failure of Litian.

"Sect Master thinks twice......"

The elders tried to persuade each other. After Qinglu turned around in place a few times, he waved his sleeve fiercely.

"You are becoming more and more presumptuous! Do you still take me as the sect master in your eyes?"

Qinglu is face-loving, and it is even more difficult for him to take the initiative to admit his mistakes than to ascend to the sky.

At this time, Yun Qingshui stood up and said lightly: "Since the two are on par, why don't you decide to advance at the same time?"

These words hit Qinglu's mind, and he glanced at Yun Qingshui, and his face pretended to be a little embarrassed.

"This ...... I'm afraid it's not good?"

"Xiaoxian thinks it's a good fit. Yun Qingshui smiled faintly, with his many years of understanding of Qinglu, he clearly agreed when he said such a thing.

"Very proper. ”

Yuan Yue also stood up and seconded the proposal.

Qinglu was helpless, and flicked his wide sleeves: "Okay, you guys will decide." ”

Yuan Yue and Yun Qingshui exchanged glances, and then smiled, Qing Lu said this, and naturally agreed.

Yuan Yue immediately explained to the deacon, and the deacon flew to the battle platform.

Loud Voice:

"The judgment just now was slightly biased, and now it is ruled that Xuanqing's combat strength is not weak, and he is allowed to enter the death platform to fight!"

Hearing this, the person standing on Xuanqing's side finally smiled.

Only inner disciples who have successfully advanced are allowed to enter the battle of the dead platform. In previous years, in the duel of Shengtai, in the duel of Shengtai, only one person would remain and enter the decisive battle of Sitai.

Allowing Xuan Qing to enter the death platform is equivalent to admitting that Xuan Qing and Litian are promoted at the same time!

Jiuli looked at Xuan Qing and nodded slightly.

Xuan Qing in the audience heard the news, and a smile of relief appeared on his face. He looked around at the crowd. The most taboo is to stand up, clench your fists and thank them one by one.

When his gaze met Jiu Li's gaze, the corners of Jiu Li's mouth curved slightly, with a hint of meaning.

Xuan Qing retracted his gaze, and was helped into the backfield by Xiao Wu, and said a little news.

The backyard is a makeshift platform under the platform, and it is relatively quiet inside.

It is dedicated to the person who is used for reference to take a break.

"There's only one hour. ”

Xiao Wu reminded.

After an hour, we will have to face the test of death.

The so-called death table is to face life and death at any time, you can use all the skills and means, as long as you win.

Most of the opponents on the dead platform are arranged, and if you want to become a true disciple, you must win a game on the dead platform, and this is considered to be passed.

The opponent on the death platform is not fixed, or a fierce beast, or a master who has a bounty, if you don't get on the death platform, you will never know who the opponent is, and what the strength will be.

That's the biggest test.

According to the regulations, the opponent on the dead platform is at least two levels higher than the person who is comparing.

If you are invincible at the same level, it is difficult to win if you skip the level, not to mention that it is almost impossible to win if you are two levels higher than you and do not play extraordinarily. Many powerful disciples often fall when they reach the death stage.

Win or die.

That's how cruel it is.

Xuan Qing knew very well what situation he was going to face, and the wounds on his body now must seize all the time to heal and reserve his true qi.

"Master, you rest, I'll go outside the door and keep guard. ”

After Xiao Wu said a word, he gently retreated and closed the door with his backhand.

Xuan Qing sat cross-legged, running too fast and too yellow.

He has only one hour, and in an hour he must breathe his body into a state of battle.

Once you are on the death stage, the opponent does not care whether you are injured or not, once you fail, the end is death.

The Taihuang Sutra runs slowly in the body, and after a period of enlightenment, this Taihuang Sutra runs more freely.

For the mobilization of true qi, the conditioning of internal breath, and the repair of pain, they have all reached the realm of freedom. This temporary resting place was infused with a considerable amount of True Qi in advance, so when resting here, the wound healed very quickly.

Zizi.

The wound healed at a rate visible to the naked eye, disappearing after a dozen breaths.

He continued to run Tai Huang Jing, mobilized the slightest trace of true qi, and came to a great reincarnation in the five internal organs, every inch of the muscles and bones have been tempered, stronger than before, and the bones and muscles on his arms are more stable.

Xuan Qing didn't dare to relax, try to absorb as much true qi as possible, in the next competition, no one could predict what danger he would encounter, a little more true qi, for the monk, it was a little more strength to fight to the end.

An hour later, the three-petal lotus in the dantian seemed to be even brighter than before.

Xuan Qing didn't know what this three-petal lotus was, but with the improvement of his cultivation, this three-petal lotus flower didn't seem to be half harmful to him, and every time its luster increased, it was accompanied by the strength of his combat power.

Except for the usual cultivation, he has to eat a part of his true qi, and the rest of the time, he doesn't see any harm.

At this time, the three-petal lotus flashed again, and his combat power should be stronger.

Xuan Qing slowly gathered the Taihuang Sutra, and the majestic true qi around him, like mist, slowly suppressed and gathered to his side and entered his body.

At this moment, a voice came in from outside.

"Master, the hour has come. ”

Xiao Wu leaned against the door panel and said softly.

"It's coming. ”

Xuan Qing let out a faint sound, stood up, changed his bloodstained clothes, and put on a white robe.

Pushing open the door, Xiao Wu leaned over and handed over the wiped Phantom Snow Sword.

"It's already the third drum, and Litian has already played, and after he comes down, it's your turn. ”

Xuan Qing nodded secretly, and then followed Xiao Wu out.

The competition for the dead platform is undoubtedly the most interesting. Everyone polished their eyes and craned their necks to watch.

Litian was already standing on the platform of death at this time.

Opposite him was a huge cage whose mechanism had been opened, and a four-hoofed beast with a black and thin body and a silver tail flashed out.

The guy was a little similar to the silver jackal, but it was reminded that it was twice as big as a man, and he stood up about the height of a man.

"Dogtail jackal!!"

When the crowd saw this jackal, they couldn't help but shrink their pupils.

The moment the beast stepped out of the sealed cage, everyone's eyes widened.

"Is it amazing?" asked Xiao Wu to the people around him.

"Yes, this guy is like a dog, but he's as fierce as a wolf, and he eats only human flesh. His fangs were so cold that the bitten man was killed in an instant, and this beast ate a human in the blink of an eye. ”

When Xuan Qing heard the man's explanation, his heart couldn't help but sink.

Sure enough, it is a life-and-death duel, even if you put all your efforts, you may not be able to win.

For a while, the crowd was silent, and everyone couldn't help but calm down and quietly watch this life-and-death duel.

is arrogant from the sky, and at this time, I can't help but break out in a cold sweat.

The battle of life and death was just as terrifying for a genius disciple like Litian.

In the face of life and death, who has no absolute sense of superiority.

The same is true of the heavens.