When Yin Shuangshuang heard this roar, her eyes immediately turned red, and tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, and the roar was like a pair of pliers pinching her heart, making her also feel a heart-burning pain.

Chen Surou and Qianqian both showed unbearable expressions, but after looking at them for a while, they lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at it again.

Ling Wanchen saw Qiao Yuan, whose whole body was filled with thunder and light, and was screaming in pain and twisting her body, her heart seemed to be pinched fiercely, her eyes were filled with a complicated color, there was unbearability, sympathy, admiration, but there was no resentment and hatred.

Tang Li, Lin Wantian and Zhang Qian, the faces of these three people all showed solemnity, they only looked at Qiao Yuan with admiration at this moment, if they and Qiao Yuan were in another place, I am afraid they would not have such a crazy idea at all.

Even Jingshan's heart tingled when he heard Qiao Yuan's terrible roar, but he forcibly suppressed the urge in his heart to rescue Qiao Yuan, and held back his mind to see how Qiao Yuan could withstand this thunderous blow.

At this moment, there were tens of thousands of disciples watching the battle around the square, and some people were extremely puzzled by Qiao Yuan's approach, obviously he had already won, why did he have to bear this thunder, and even some disciples spoke coldly, mocking Qiao Yuan for being extremely stupid.

But most of the disciples cast admiring glances at Qiao Yuan, because they understood that Qiao Yuan was doing this to respect his opponent and to win with dignity.

Even Junyun's brother Junfeng, there seemed to be admiration in his cold eyes, if Mo Xun helped Qiao Yuan disperse the thunder, then Junfeng would definitely avenge Junyun, but Qiao Yuan has done it now, but this Junfeng has no revenge in his heart, but has the intention of fighting Qiao Yuan in a dignified manner.

In the center of the square, the thunder that poured down on Qiao Yuan was like putting on a silver armor for him, but Qiao Yuan's face was extremely distorted, his legs trembled non-stop, as if it was difficult to support his body, but Qiao Yuan always stood in the square and never fell.

Qiao Yuan's hair stood upside down, like a spike on a hedgehog's back, and at the same time, a puff of black smoke rose from it, emitting a scorching smell, and his white clothes slowly turned black, and the deepest black place on his clothes slowly ignited flames.

Thunder washed his body, flames burned, this kind of pain was something Qiao Yuan had never endured in his life, at this moment he was holding the broken mountain stick with both hands, his legs were bent but still standing, his consciousness was already blurred, and he only relied on a thought to support him to stand here.

Most of Qiao Yuan's clothes had been burned, and at this moment, his whole body was charred black, and the smell of burnt meat spread in all directions, blowing with the breeze, so that the disciples on the viewing platform not far away could clearly smell it.

When these disciples smelled this smell, their faces all showed a look of intolerance to look at them directly, they couldn't figure out why Qiao Yuan had to be so insistent, obviously he only had to nod his head, and Mo Xun could make a move, so that he didn't have to suffer so much, but he didn't, and even shook his head to stop Mo Xun's move.

Not only these disciples, but even some elders such as Mo Xun, Lian Jingshan, and Yan Yue showed puzzlement, if Qiao Yuan wanted to prove that he had won this battle, he had already done it at the moment of thunder, and he didn't have to hold on until now, but he refused Mo Xun's move.

The reason for all this, I'm afraid only Qiao Yuan can understand, and there is indeed a reason, the moment Qiao Yuan invaded his body with thunder, he suddenly felt the power of a seal, this power is very powerful, and it is also very secretive, he has never noticed it before.

He felt that this seal guarded his mind and kept it from being invaded by thunder, this was a kind of self-protection ability, and he remembered that Xiao Fengqing had told him that there was a seal in his body, and this seal existed to protect him.

This seal also sealed his memory and talent, and Xiao Fengqing had said many times that Qiao Yuan's seal would gradually loosen after the age of sixteen, and as it loosened, his memory would slowly awaken, and his talent would slowly recover.

Therefore, when he found out that this thunder could actually shake the seal, it made him ecstatic in his heart, anyway, there was a seal to protect the heart, and with Mo Xun and others here, his life was naturally worry-free, so he let it go, insisted desperately under the thunder, and refused Mo Xun to help.

However, he underestimated the destructive power of the thunder, although his physical body was strong, but it was only strong on the outside, his body was still fragile as a mortal, at this moment, under the impact of the thunder, Qiao Yuan's body was already a scorched paste, except for the internal organs that were protected by the seal, everything else was seriously damaged.

Under this severe pain, he didn't have time to think about the seal, his mind was blank, and he almost passed out, but fortunately, there was a seal to protect his mind, which made him a little conscious.

After a stick of incense, the thunder on Qiao Yuan's body slowly dissipated, and at this moment, he was like a piece of erected coke, leaning on a black iron rod, his face was already unclear, and his body was already deformed, looking extremely terrifying.

Mo Xun saw this Qiao Yuan, who could no longer see his human form, his eyes showed an unbearable look, he sighed, walked to Qiao Yuan's side, and was about to poke out his divine sense to inspect his injuries, but he heard a sound like a mosquito buzzing.

"I ...... Win...... Finish. ”

When Mo Xun heard this, his body and mind were shocked, and he hurriedly looked at Qiao Yuan's head, as if looking for the place where the words came from, but after looking carefully for a while, he didn't find out how Qiao Yuan spoke, because his facial features had been burned by the flames.

After a pause, Mo Xun turned to look at the viewing platform and said loudly.

"The third round of the Zongmen Dabi elimination battle, the first battle, Qiao Yuansheng!"

As soon as these words came out, the tens of thousands of disciples around the square all cheered, and their eyes showed admiration, and they all looked at the pitch-black figure standing in the center of the square, as if they wanted to firmly engrave this figure into their hearts.

Before the war, everyone was watching, and after the war, Qiao Yuan did it, and the faint consciousness in his heart seemed to hear the sound of all cheers, but he had no way to laugh.

At this moment, he was physically and mentally exhausted, his legs slowly bent, and his body slowly slid down against the broken mountain stick, but at the moment when he was about to touch the ground, a jade hand suddenly appeared, supporting his body, and the breeze blew gently, blowing the hair of the jade hand owner, revealing his beautiful face.

This person is the eldest disciple of the February Peak Lord, Xi Ling'er, her appearance immediately made the northern square quiet, Mo Xun was the closest to Qiao, he hadn't noticed anyone approaching before, and when he saw Xi Ling'er at this moment, he was directly stunned there.

Even a few elders such as Jingshan and Yan Yue knew Xi Ling'er, and when they saw Xi Ling'er appear next to Qiao Yuan, they were all stunned, and their faces were even more puzzled, and they all guessed in their hearts what the relationship between Qiao Yuan and Xi Ling'er was.

Yin Shuangshuang, Chen Surou and others were also stunned when they saw Xi Ling'er appear next to Qiao Yuan out of thin air, they didn't know Xi Ling'er, and when they saw that they were thinking about it in their hearts at this moment, Yin Shuangshuang saw Xi Linger's beautiful face, his eyes were gloomy, and he immediately felt colic in his heart.

Ling Wanchen saw Xi Ling'er supporting Qiao Yuan's body, her brows furrowed slightly unconsciously, and her gaze at Xi Ling'er revealed displeasure.

On the viewing platform, where the disciples of February Peak gathered, there was a girl who was fourteen or fifteen years old sitting in a corner, she was wearing a pink dress, her figure was petite, and her appearance was extremely cute, she was Cai Xun.

After watching Qiao Yuan's battle, Cai Xun's impression of Qiao Yuan in her heart has changed a lot, and at this moment, when she saw Xi Ling'er appear beside Qiao Yuan, she immediately widened her eyes, her eyes showed disbelief, and she muttered softly.

"Uncle Shi, she ...... How did she end up here, and what does she have to do with Qiao Yuan?"

At this moment, on the viewing platform, except for a small number of February Peak disciples who knew Xi Ling'er, most of them didn't know her, so the eyes of many disciples were all focused on Xi Ling'er's body, and the voices of discussion continued.

"Who is this woman, why did she suddenly appear next to Qiao Yuan?"

"This girl's appearance is simply peerless, which is shocking, and I have decided that this girl will not marry in this life. ”

"Crazy nonsense, didn't you see her in the ring out of thin air? I'm sure she's an elder-level figure. ”

She looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, and even if she maintained her appearance with cultivation, the temperament on her body also showed that she was not very old. ”

For a while, all eyes and topics shifted from Qiao Yuan to Xi Ling'er in an instant, but Xi Ling'er herself didn't care about all this at all, she didn't even look at the people around her, not even Mo Xun.

After Xi Ling'er appeared, her clear eyes kept staring at Qiao Yuan, and there was an indescribable complexity in her beautiful eyes, she looked at it like this, as if she came here to see these few glances.

"I didn't expect Elder Xi to come to see the Qi Refining Disciple Dabi, it's really a strange thing, but Elder Xi, my junior brother is seriously injured, so let me heal him first, if you have anything to do with him, wait until he recovers. ”

Lian Jingshan came to Mo Xun's side, glanced at him, only to see him shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Lian Jingshan saw that Xi Ling'er had been looking at Qiao Yuan and had no other movements, which made him frown slightly, so he stepped forward and said very politely.

Xi Ling'er didn't seem to hear Lian Jingshan's words, she didn't twist her head, her clear and beautiful eyes still looked at Qiao Yuan, as if she was reminiscing, as if she was thinking, as if she was confused.

Even Jingshan's brows furrowed even more, but he didn't dare to make any moves, after all, Xi Ling'er was a Yuan Infant Cultivator, and with his Jindan perfect cultivation, even if he did it, he would be humiliated, not to mention that Qiao Yuan was still on the side, if he touched it a little bit during the fight, then Qiao Yuan would be killed.

So at this moment, he can only wait on the sidelines, and I only hope that this Xi Ling'er will take the initiative to leave as soon as possible.

After a cup of tea passed like this, Xi Ling'er sighed faintly, she raised her jade hand and wiped it on Qiao Yuan's body, and immediately there was an amazing coercion in her whole body, but it was only in an instant, and this coercion was absorbed into Xi Ling'er's body.

At the same time, where Qiao Yuan was wiped by Xi Ling'er's jade hand, there was immediately a squeaky sound, this sound was like the sound of flesh and blood growing and bones connecting, which made Lian Jingshan extremely happy to hear it.

After Xi Ling'er treated some of Qiao Yuan's most seriously injured parts, she took out a white jade bottle and threw it to Lian Jingshan, and said slowly, she didn't look at Lian Jingshan when she spoke, but stared at Qiao Yuan quite complicatedly, and after a moment of pause, she disappeared in place.

"Spread this plaster all over his body, and it would be as good as it was in ten days. ”