Chapter 130: City Lord's Mansion Solicitation
Qin Nanqi's sharp pupils swept towards Qiu Xue, he was closer, and he could clearly see that Qiu Blood was using evil cultivation methods.
In addition, the fighting spirit of the blood should be related to blood, which allowed him to control Zhao Li's blood, so that the blood in Zhao Li's body turned into an attack, shattering the bones, and then being forcibly extracted and absorbed.
This is the method of the Demon Alliance, and because of this, the Demon Alliance is not favored by the world, just because their methods are too bloody.
And almost all the people of the Demon Alliance, cultivation needs to kill a large number of monks.
And Zhao Li, a body of essence blood, was undoubtedly absorbed by the blood of hatred.
"He's a member of the Demon Alliance!"
This thought came to Qin Nanqi's mind.
"Qianyanyun, what are you going to do, to let the people of the Demon Alliance get in!"
Qin Nanqi's eyelids twitched twice, although he killed people, he could kill people who wanted to kill him, and those who had no grievances with him, he would hardly do anything.
In hundreds of battles in the ring, he never killed a single person.
has never been like Qiu Xue, who disagrees with each other and directly takes people's lives, and even sucks blood in front of countless people.
Rao is Qin Nanqi was shocked for a while.
Da-da-da-da!
Bursts of footsteps sounded, and the blood of hatred came towards Qin Nanqi, with a look of greed.
"Your blood is strong and powerful, dozens of times richer than the blood of that waste, it really intoxicates me, I will give you a chance to live, take action. ”
"You're from the Demon Alliance?"
Qin Nanqi asked in a deep voice.
Qiu Blood nodded without hesitation.
Sneer......
In an instant, around Qin Nanqi's body, there were nine spiritual qi swords that swallowed out sword qi, pointing at the blood of the enemy.
He hated Qianyanyun, and he hated the people of the Demon Alliance.
Sou!
At the moment when Qin Nanqi made his move, Qiu Xue's body also moved, turned into a white shadow, and raised his hand to kill Qin Nanqi.
A terrifying suction erupted, and he wanted to control the blood in Qin Nanqi's body, just as he controlled Zhao Li.
"Two, stop!"
At this moment, a loud voice rang out.
Feng Wu rushed directly into the ring, blocking in front of the two, he took a deep look at the hatred of blood, and the eightfold cultivation of the Refining Vein Realm broke out, wanting to stop the two from fighting.
"Fengwu, what do you mean by that?"
The vengeance of the blood is dissatisfied.
Qin Nanqi also stopped, he naturally recognized Feng Wu.
"Hatred of blood, you have gone a little too far. ”
Feng Wu's voice was a little low, very dissatisfied, and turned to look at Qin Nanqi Dao.
"Qi Nan Daoyou, you have entered the top ten, there is no need to fight any more, the eighth uncle saw that you were extraordinary, so he specially asked me to take you to a story, come with me." ”
Feng Wu's posture was a little arrogant, and he glanced at Qin Nanqi lightly, he was not only the nephew of the city lord, but also one of the geniuses of Maple Leaf City.
He personally invited Qi Nan, believing that an unknown person like him should be grateful, so his attitude was arrogant and his words were straightforward.
"I don't know Uncle Eight, so why should I say that since the competition is not over yet, why should I leave. ”
Qin Nanqi said lukewarmly.
"You ......"
The dissatisfaction in Feng Wu's eyes was even stronger, and he categorically didn't expect that Qin Nanqi would refuse, and said bluntly.
"This matter is related to Feng Ling, whether you love it or not, I have already brought it, if the eighth uncle is angry, you can't afford it. ”
"Feng Ling?"
Qin Nanqi frowned, groaned, and then nodded.
In Feng Wu's opinion, he thought that Qin Nanqi was frightened by the reputation of the eighth uncle.
"Come with me. ”
When the words fell, he turned and left.
Qin Nanqi was just about to leave, when the hatred suddenly erupted, "Shall I let you go, leave me behind!"
He slapped out with one palm, wanting to forcibly control Qin Nanqi's blood and leave him behind.
Qin Nanqi snorted coldly, raised his hand to condense the sword of fire, and with a sword slash, the fiery sword qi exploded.
Bang!
Hatred Blood's reaction was also very fast, his body flipped in the air, and he slapped his palm on the sword of fire.
However, the flaming sword suddenly exploded, turning into flames and enveloping his palm.
"Damn it!"
Qiu Blood scolded angrily, and the flames were shaken away at once, and his arms were burned with burning pain.
Feng Wu glanced at Qiu Xue coldly, as if he was warning.
Only then did Qiu Xue stop his killing intent and said coldly, "I hope you won't die too soon, and in the decisive battle, I will personally kill you!"
"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do that. ”
Qin Nanqi responded, he followed Feng Wu all the way out of the ring and came to a pavilion established by the City Lord's Mansion.
"Come in. ”
Uncle Eight's voice sounded.
Feng Wu and Qin Nanqi entered together, the pavilion was not big, and the inside was also very simple, only a long table, with some food and wine.
"Sit down. ”
The eighth uncle sat on the throne and said with a smile.
When Qin Nanqi heard this, he sat down with Feng Wu, and he was the first to speak.
"I've heard the name of the eighth uncle for a long time, but the kid asked himself if he had never seen the eighth uncle, and he didn't know what the eighth uncle meant. ”
"Hehe, at the age of twenty, the Pulse Refining Realm is sevenfold, winning a hundred games in a row, and crushing all the heroes by himself, Little Brother Qi is really a heavenly asset. ”
The eighth uncle laughed and turned to answer the question.
"I don't know who the little brother Qi is, or is it a genius of a certain family?"
Qin Nanqi frowned, not knowing what Eighth Uncle meant, "I'm just a casual cultivator, and I have no origin." ”
"Good, good. ”
When the eighth uncle heard this, he smiled even more happily, and took a sip of wine.
Feng Wu, on the other hand, frowned, looked at Qin Nanqi very unhappily, and said secretly in his heart.
"It turned out to be a loose cultivator, I thought he was a disciple of a big family, and he dared to sweep my face just now, it's really bold!"
"Little Brother Qi, what do you think of my City Lord's Mansion?"
The eighth uncle stretched out his hand to signal Qin Nanqi to drink, chatted while eating, and then asked.
"To be able to hold a city-wide competition, the foundation of the City Lord's Mansion is naturally very deep, and I heard that the City Lord has long been a powerhouse in the One Realm, and he is a powerful party. ”
Qin Nanqi nodded.
The reason why there are few powerhouses in the Unity Realm is because it is a hurdle for the Refining Pulse Realm to break through the Unity Realm, and how many people are extremely poor and cannot break through in their lifetime.
"The City Lord's Mansion is thirsty for talents, and the reason why it holds a martial arts competition is to find out those who are talented. ”
When Uncle Eighth said this, he paused for a moment and said his true purpose.
"I see that Little Brother Qi is extremely talented, I don't know if I am interested in joining my City Lord's Mansion, once I grow up in the future, I can protect Miss Feng Ling, and maybe I can achieve a good story.
Moreover, Miss Feng Ling is the number one beauty in Maple Leaf City, what does Little Brother Qi think?"
Qin Nanqi sneered in his heart, it was true that he was allowed to join the City Lord's Mansion, as for the good story with Feng Ling, it was just that the eighth uncle wanted to draw a big cake for him and make him think about it.
Not to mention that Qin Nanqi and Feng Ling have an extraordinary relationship, and they have no intention of pursuing Feng Ling, the reason why they participated in the competition this time is undoubtedly to help Feng Ling once.
Even if he really had an interest in Feng Ling, he wouldn't pretend to be someone else's hand.
"The kindness of the City Lord's Mansion, Qi Nan understands it, but I'm used to it, and suddenly I'm tied up, I'm afraid I'm not used to it. ”
Qin Nanqi replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.
As soon as these words came out, the eighth uncle's hand holding the wine glass froze in the air, while Feng Wu raised his eyebrows and his eyes were angry.