Seeing Huang Qi like this, Shao Haoxun and Sima Qianming glanced at each other.

Huang Qi's breezy appearance really made Sima Qianming a little unhappy.

If Huang Qi is in the same Jindan realm as them, it will be fine, but now Huang Qi is only building the ninth layer of the foundation, although he defeated Su Xueyan before, but it was also because Su Xueyan was light on the enemy.

In their opinion, the current Huang Qi just wants to be on an equal footing with the two of them.

One of the two is an elder disciple of the Lingyun Sect, and the other is a prince of the middle dynasty, they themselves have a realm and a good status symbol.

But what does Huang Ji have?

A disciple of a small sect who is in decline and has almost no resources, relying on Su Xueyan's previous intention to despise the enemy, dares to be on an equal footing with them, as if he has become an audience with them.

This made Sima Qianming a little curious, and at the same time, Huang Ji was also labeled as arrogant and not taking others in his eyes in his heart.

Favorability is greatly reduced.

Such a person, if he is recruited into his camp, he may still have a glimmer of hope to ascend to the throne at that time, and he will definitely not even have a glimmer of hope.

Sima Qianming saw Huang Qi like this, and immediately started to test it.

I saw him cast a spell and blasted towards Huang Di, who was closing his eyes and recuperating.

Boom –

There was already a dusty scene, but after Sima Qianming cast a spell, he directly turned a faint cloud of smoke into thick smoke.

"You won't get seriously hurt, will you?"

Sima Qianming was a little disappointed.

Buzz –

Before he could shake his head twice, he saw a spirit sword attacking.

This spirit sword is a low-grade spirit weapon level, and for Sima Qianming, it can be crushed with just a little effort.

Sima Qianming pinched the long sword that was coming towards the door in front of him, and as soon as he wanted to crush it, he vaguely heard a voice: "Explosion." ”

Bang –

The spirit sword burst open, and the spirit sword at this moment was like a shrapnel grenade, and the fragments of the sword body flew in all directions.

Sima Qianming was unexpected, and the side of his face was scratched by one of the fragments, revealing a shallow blood mark.

At the same time, the smoke in the place where Huang Qi was located drifted away.

Since Sima Qianming did it to himself, Huang Yan naturally regarded Sima Qianming as an enemy.

Huang Ji originally thought that the probability of Sima Qianming making a move on him was very low, and there was a high probability that Shao Haoxun would make a move on him, but he didn't expect that sometimes the reality was often diametrically opposite.

"Manipulating the spirit sword to explode and shatter in order to injure the enemy, should you say that you are too rich, or do you want to take the opportunity to seriously injure me?"

Sima Qianming wiped the blood marks off his face with his hands, and looked at the blood on his fingers with a faint smell of blood, Sima Qianming asked with a smile.

Huang Yan didn't reply to him, looking at him in his eyes, he already regarded Sima Qianming as an enemy.

"Cold?"

Originally, Sima Qianming's favorability towards Huang Qi had decreased a little, but now it seems that he is going to beat Huang Qi well.

Although Shao Haoxun didn't expect Sima Qianming to do it himself, now it seems that it is not impossible for him to do it secretly.

They fight better, and this is his chance.

If he beat Huang Yan to his face and wanted to kill him, he would definitely need to spend a lot of work.

And it may also give Lingyun Sect a bad impression.

In case it is rumored that the people of their Lingyun Sect specialize in hunting geniuses, so that all the geniuses of their sects are in danger, they are no longer yearning for Lingyun Sect, but fearful.

Once the fear erupts, it means that his Lingyun Sect may slowly weaken.

And Sima Qianming made a move on Huang Qi, he could just do it, and except for Sima Qianming himself, everyone else would definitely think that Sima Qianming personally killed Huang Qi.

Few people would have thought of him.

Sima Qianming cast a spell and began to attack Huang Qi.

"Roaring Heaven!"

A layer of flame several times thicker than Kong Zhen was attached to his fist, like a dragon's head.

As Sima Qianming threw his punch, he saw the dragon head that appeared from the flames on his fist open its huge mouth and attacked Huang Qi.

In the face of the attack of such a Jindan powerhouse, Huang Yan did not dare to take it head-on.

Immediately cast the "Wind Element Dodge" to dodge.

As soon as he flashed out not far away, Sima Qianming didn't know when he came behind Huang Yan.

When Sima Qianming's figure appeared behind him, Huang Yan noticed it, and immediately took out a spiritual weapon from the ring to resist.

Boom –

Click~~~

When Sima Qianming's sturdy punch slammed into the spiritual weapon that Huang Qi took out, this spiritual weapon immediately shattered.

"Another artifact."

Sima Qianming's eyes narrowed slightly.

Huang Qi is a disciple of Luoyun Sect, and almost no one in Luoyun Sect can have a spiritual weapon, but Huang Qi took out two spiritual weapons as if he didn't want money, which made him curious.

After the artifact shattered and fell to the ground, Huang Ji threw the remaining fragments in his hand on the ground.

"Celestial Dragon Hell!"

Seeing Huang Ji as if he was fine, Sima Qianming's face was a little unbearable.

He was a strong man on the third layer of Jindan, but he couldn't even hurt a little monk who built a ninth layer, which naturally made him angry.

When Sima Qianming performed this exercise, lava like a small river began to appear around the doutai, accompanied by a scorching heat.

The others all used their spiritual powers to protect themselves, but they didn't stop.

The fierce battle lasted for a quarter of an hour, and it was surprising.

It was not Zhang Beifeng who was the first to be eliminated, but Luo Zhengyuan.

Obviously, after the two of them shot at Zhang Beifeng, the two tried their best to seriously injure Zhang Beifeng, and Yang Ran, who was slightly injured, seized the opportunity to defeat Luo Zhengyuan in a sneak attack.

If it weren't for the fear of other people's spell attacks, it would be possible to kill Luo Zhengyuan, who was seriously injured and difficult to get up, and Yu Zhongjiang didn't want to pay attention to it at all.

As soon as he raised his hand, he took Luo Zhengyuan out of the arena.

Yang Ran, who was slightly injured, was worried about an accident, so he shot at Zhang Beifeng, not daring to underestimate the enemy at all.

For him, ranking one place above means that he will have more resources to cultivate.

But his fears came alive anyway.

Although Zhang Beifeng was seriously injured, his spiritual power was still a little, he blew the Heavenly Spirit Flute to slow down Yang Ran's speed, and then used his last spiritual power to defeat Yang Ran, unable to afford to fall unconscious.

And because he consumed too much spiritual power, coupled with his serious injuries, he couldn't last long, and he also fell to the ground in a coma.

As these two people were sent off the competition stage by Yu Zhongjiang, there were only seven people left on the field.

The other three were fighting, the other three were fighting fiercely, and the other was watching the other two fight.

In the stands, as Zhang Beifeng and the three were sent off the platform, many people still showed expressions of wanting to cry without tears.

Don't ask.

The question is that they are betting on the wrong person.

Of course, there were very few monks with such expressions, and the others were nervous, fearing that the next person to be sent off would be the one they bet on.