The sudden change in the ring not only surprised the middle-aged scholars, but even the monks in the audience. And the referee in the condensation period on the stage saw the white mist, and his face showed a look of surprise, and he glanced at Qin Chuan twice.

Looking at the green poisonous mist in front of him, it was constantly weakening, and even those things that relied on the poisonous fog to conjure, poisonous scorpions, spiders and the like were gradually disappearing.

At this time, Qin Chuan was holding a green flame in his hand, burning very vigorously. Looking at the flame in front of him, Qin Chuan didn't have the courage to store it in the dantian anymore, after all, this flame had absorbed so much poisonous gas, if there was any problem, he would have no place to cry. Thinking of this, Qin Chuan hurriedly took out a silver Dan furnace from his storage bag and put the green flame in the Dan furnace.

"Impossible, impossible. Looking at the scholar opposite, he said to himself. Qin Chuan's eyes flashed with a cold light, and then he showed a thick look of disdain.

With a "whoosh", the black knife disappeared out of thin air, and then slashed the black flag. There was a crisp "click", and the small black banner was cut in two, and then fell to the ground.

But just like that, the black knife still didn't stop, and flew towards the middle-aged scholar. The middle-aged scholar was not a stupid person, and when he saw his spiritual weapon destroyed, he was very sad in his heart, and looked at Qin Chuan with a vicious eye. But the movement in his hand did not stop, but instead sacrificed the small yellow shield spirit weapon, trying to use it to block the attack of the knife. If you talk about this small yellow shield spirit weapon, the middle-aged scholar is quite confident, this is what he specially bought for the big bit of the sect, for this superb spirit weapon, but he spent all his savings, of course the power is very powerful.

This man had just sacrificed the spiritual weapon in his hand, and groped into the bag to find something else. Qin Chuan also saw this person's thoughts, he didn't do anything, just a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

On top of the black knife, the red light flashed again, and then it hit the yellow shield fiercely, and with a crisp "click", it came out again, and the yellow shield was cut into two pieces by the black knife.

At this time, the people in the audience were already stunned, their eyes were about to fall to the ground, they didn't expect that such a thing would happen. It was a top-grade spiritual weapon, and it was also known for its defensive power, an earth-attribute defensive spiritual weapon, and it couldn't stop the slash of this knife, and the sharpness of this knife can be imagined.

What's even more amazing is that this black flying knife, they have also seen it before, and the power at that time was not so great, it was about the same as a high-grade spirit weapon. In the eyes of these monks, the power of Qin Chuan's flying knife spirit weapon is probably comparable to that of ordinary magic weapons.

At this time, even Feng Qing looked at Qin Chuan with a solemn face, and Xu You, who was holding the sword, was also staring at Qin Chuan's flying knife, as if he wanted to see through Qin Chuan's secret.

It stands to reason that if you smash other people's magic weapons, you should stop, anyway, the world has already lost. But Qin Chuan didn't stop, the black flying knife, with a bloody light, shot towards the monk opposite.

The monk on the other side was frightened and flew out of the sky, and at this time, there was only one thought in his heart, "He wants to kill me, he wants to kill me, how dare he kill me, this is the great competition of the sect, how dare he kill me." This monk was already frightened by Qin Chuan's momentum and retreated again and again. Even the condensate referee who was originally sitting in the chair stood up violently at this moment, nervously watching the scene in the field. The monks in the audience also covered their mouths at this moment and looked at Qin Chuan incredulously.

The flying knife shot away, and the target was the middle-aged monk's neck, just as the middle-aged monk closed his eyes and waited for death. The black throwing knife did not pierce his neck, but grazed his neck and flew over. Although the middle-aged scholar was not dead, there was still a blood mark on his neck, and the flying knife circled back into Qin Chuan's hand. The middle-aged monk's face was very pale, and then he sat down on the ground. Then he seemed to think of something, his face turned red, and he looked at Qin Chuan with a resentful gaze. Just as the flying knife cut his neck, he found that the blood in his whole body was about to flow out, and he was about to die.

He was also a little surprised to find that he was not dead, and when his gaze came into contact with Qin Chuan's cold gaze, he lowered his head deeply.

"Qin Chuan, win. A cold voice in the ring said. The referee in the condensation period was relieved to see that Qin Chuan did not make a killer. But when he was still about to say something, Qin Chuan had already stepped out of the ring. But then he remembered the white mist in front of Qin Chuan, so he avoided speaking.

When Qin Chuan stepped out of the ring, the people around him got out of the way one after another.

At this moment, Qin Chuan suddenly looked at Feng Qing, and then showed a smile, indescribably weird. Feng Qing's gaze was a little evasive, but then he remembered something, and glanced at Qin Chuan without showing weakness. And the monk with the sword on his back on the side gave Qin Chuan an appreciative smile. is very optimistic about Qin Chuan's ruthlessness and decisiveness.

Qin Chuan walked to the distance of the crowd, and some people had already started to talk.

"This person is Qin Chuan, I didn't expect his cultivation to be so high and so powerful. A monk sighed.

"How do you know who he is, I haven't heard of his name before, tell me about it. Another monk asked.

"He, his origin is not small. He is a member of Xiao Hanfeng, and he is also a registered disciple of the monk of the Yudan period, and he entered the sect two years ago. Someone finally remembered.

"Oh, it turned out to be him, didn't you hear that he was studying alchemy in the alchemy room? Why is it that a person who studies alchemy is so powerful, how can we monks still live!" Another monk began to discuss, and he didn't even watch the game on the stage.

"I don't know about this, it seems that Xiao Hanfeng has another ruthless person!" said someone else.

"That's, that's it, those guys in Xiaohanfeng, which one is not ruthless. ”

"However, there is a good show to watch now, I heard that the monks of Xiaohan Peak have always been at odds with the monks of Yin Evil Peak. Now that guy Fengqing, if he wants to win the champion, it's not that simple, maybe he will lose? . The monks around him were gossiping.

Of course, all this also fell on the ears of Qin Chuan and Fengqing. When Qin Chuan heard this, he didn't have any different colors. On the contrary, the wind was clear, and after this person heard about it, he snorted coldly and left the ring. For such a move, Qin Chuan just smiled and didn't take it to heart.

Because he won a match today and taught the other party a hard lesson, Qin Chuan was in a very good mood, so he stayed under the ring and watched some of his monks' competitions. Qin Chuan just watched for a while, and found that their competition was very boring, and at this moment, many monks in the audience left this place and ran towards the other coming platforms.

At this time, not far from Qin Chuan's ring, there was a ring that had been surrounded by a crowd. And most of them were male monks, Qin Chuan's brows furrowed, and he walked over with some curiosity, wanting to see what was going on.

Qin Chuan walked to the edge of the crowd and finally saw the two monks in the field. One of them was a well-mannered male monk, commanding two long sword spirit weapons in his hands, and looked helplessly at the female monk in front of him.

The nun is very beautiful, with a pretty melon seed face, curved willow eyebrows, black and bright hair, and a lilac dress, which sets off her slender and perfect figure perfectly.

At this moment, the male monk who was competing with him had been attracted by this woman's face, and he looked at each other with a look of reluctance. Qin Chuan shook his head after seeing it, and scolded secretly in his heart, "What a fool, you can't walk when you see a beautiful woman, you deserve to lose." In fact, while Qin Chuan was speaking, his eyes also stayed on this woman's body, looking up and down, it seemed that he was also attracted by this woman, of course, Qin Chuan did not blush at all when he said these words.

"Ink Fairy, admit defeat under the next, I am not your opponent. The man in white withdrew his spiritual weapon and clenched his fists and said. Seeing that he lost to this woman, there was nothing to be embarrassed about, but he was happier than winning. The monk in the audience also looked envious, looking at this male monk, envying him for having the opportunity to fight with this woman.

The woman in purple, as if she couldn't stand the greed of so many people, and with an aggressive gaze, she just gave a little salute and left the place.

Just after this woman left, the souls of many monks seemed to have left with this woman.

"Hmph, men don't have a good thing, they are all virtuous. At this time, an inopportune voice sounded in Qin Chuan's ears.

The surrounding monks also heard this, and immediately wanted to open their mouths to refute it, but when they saw this person's appearance, they immediately turned around and left, like hiding from the plague god, and did not dare to say a word.

Qin Chuan also turned his head and looked at the woman with a red face, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he said, "Two nephews, why are you here?" "The people who came were Xiao Mo and Han Hongling.

"Uncle Shi, we are ordered by the master to invite Uncle Shi over. Xiao Mo said awkwardly.

"Xiao Mo, I said that he must be here, you still don't believe it, as long as there is a place where Mo Ziyun's woman appears, there must be a large group of men around. Just like a rotten egg, there is bound to be a swarm of flies. Don't look at our uncle's usual appearance, he looks very serious, but when he sees a beautiful woman, his nature leaks out. Han Hongling said very unceremoniously, and didn't pay attention to Qin Chuan, the senior uncle, at all.

Qin Chuan listened to this woman's words, and did not refute, when he saw a beautiful woman, of course he had to look at it twice. As for the analogy she said, Qin Chuan's heart rolled her eyes, such a beautiful person was actually compared to a rotten egg by her. Looking at this woman, there must be a grudge against Mo Ziyun, otherwise how could she say that?

Thinking of this, Qin Chuan didn't say anything anymore, but frowned and asked, "Senior brother, is there anything to do with me?"

"I don't know about this, the master just asked me to come to Uncle Shi and ask Uncle Shi to hurry up and look for him. Xiao Mo said with a wry smile. (To be continued)