Although Xuan Jingsui was scanning with a provocative gaze, his heart was very solemn, even cautious.

Since Tumubao decided to carve up Jiuli Yuan, he has been collecting all kinds of information about Jiuli Yuan, of which there are at least three or four in the vertical and horizontal stages.

But he has now challenged four or five in succession, and only the bandage monk just now is a cross-border rank of the Cunzài, and he has not even detected the bottom line of a vertical and horizontal disciple in Jiu Li Yuan.

In addition, Xuan Ling, whose strength is second only to him, doesn't know where he died inexplicably, if he can't find some useful information on this trip, he will definitely have a punishment for poor supervision when he goes back.

And the reason why he was able to defeat so many monks in a row was a special spiritual fluid given by the elders, which he inadvertently applied to his lips after each battle, and then inhaled it into his stomach.

This special spiritual fluid can not only instantly fill up the mana, but also stimulate the potential, otherwise it is really difficult to say whether he can take down the bandaged man just now with his own strength.

At the same time, more than a dozen Yuanzhong elders, including Elder Xing, Elder Qiao, Elder Chen, and Elder Bai, were all standing in the air dozens of zhang above the ground, observing the battle situation incognito.

Among them, Xing Shuhan followed behind Elder Xing, Zheng Wanqing followed behind Elder Chen, a young woman in plain clothes, and almost a young disciple stood behind the other elders.

"Master, Xuanlie's broadsword has long been hungry and thirsty, let Xuanlie go and learn it. A young man dressed in purple with bulging muscles pleaded with Qiao Lao.

"Go down, when it's time for you to play, I'll naturally send you up. Qiao Lao scolded unceremoniously.

"Yes. Hearing this, the monk named Xuanlie hurriedly retreated. Staring at Xuan Jing, who was showing off his might in the ring, he muttered in his heart: "Sooner or later, Lao Tzu will let you taste the big knife that Lao Tzu has been hungry for." ”

At this time, except for the Elder Torture, almost everyone's faces were not very good-looking.

In fact, in addition to not wanting the disciples of the vertical and horizontal grades in the abyss to expose their hole cards, Elder Xing also had another purpose to force out the potential disciples in the abyss with the heart of hatred and hatred, and then take them under his command.

The bandage monk surnamed Yuan just now was already an unexpected joy. This benefit is something that Elder Zhong, who has lived in the mountains for a long time, cannot do.

When Xuan Jing's mana was weak, he was letting Yizi Xing Shu Han go down to defeat him, and then he would be able to gather people's hearts again. It's a sure win.

Just when everyone is playing their own wishful thinking. Something happened down there.

"Ransom Xuan said bluntly, don't you Jiuli Yuan have anyone anymore?" Xuan Jing first arched his hand around the ring, and said slowly, with an invincible momentum.

"The boy who speaks wildly. One of us can drown you with a single spittle. ”

"Rotten mouth boy. Be careful that you can't get out of Jiuli Yuan!"

"Hmph. Sitting in the well and watching the sky, our masters in the abyss don't even bother to fight you. ”

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One stone stirred up a thousand waves, after Xuan Jing's words. The monks below suddenly turned red-faced, and while secretly scolding their own families for not making a difference, they all scolded them angrily with their guns.

"Haha, Monk Jiuliyuan is really powerful, but he is full of lip service. ”

Just when the monks in the abyss were scolding angrily, a monk with a thin face and an ugly face who came with Xuan Jing shouted loudly, and sound waves came out of it, covering the voices of the monks in the abyss.

That sound wave seemed to attack with a certain divine intent, and after hearing the sound, the Qi Cultivation Realm cultivator in the abyss immediately felt a shock in his heart and turned pale, while the Qi Condensing Realm cultivator returned to normal with a slight sound in his ears, and the dozens of Qi Refining Realm core disciples present shook their heads and returned to normal.

Quiet, surprisingly quiet.

What no one noticed was that after the sound wave, another yellow-clothed monk swept towards the monks around him with yellow ripples in his eyes.

When he swept in Qin Feng's direction, his pupils suddenly shrank, stopped, and paused on Qin Feng's body for a few seconds before continuing to scan at him.

After a while, he finally finished his scanning, and whispered a few words to another yellow-clothed black-faced monk next to him, and the black-faced monk moved his nose and sniffed at Qin Feng a few times.

Immediately, the black-faced monk closed his eyes slightly, and whispered a few words to Xuan Jing on the stage.

Standing on the stage and making a proud posture of Xuan Jing, Zhihai suddenly came with some secret words, and his eyes turned to Qin Feng to stare at the past.

"I don't know if this black-clothed brother in the Qi Refining Realm can come up and teach a few tricks to prove whether you have someone in Jiuli Yuan. After Xuan Jing locked Qin Feng with his divine thoughts, he was very serious and challenged in front of all the monks.

Five monks came to them on this trip, each of them was good at one of the organs of the five senses, and the companions who were good at vision saw that Qin Feng was unusual. And the monk, who was good at smelling, even smelled the smell of his missing brother from Qin Feng.

In this way, this person's strength must not be bad, and he should be carefully evaluated, and he will be sure of revenge in the future.

When his brother was killed, he naturally felt heartache, but he was not stupid enough to take revenge here. You know, the first thing they did when they joined the dark department of the civil fort was to give up their feelings.

After Xuan Jing's invitation, Qin Feng suddenly became the focus of the eyes of hundreds of monks, and the monks in the abyss looked at him one after another, and those standing behind had to jump up to look at him.

"Hey, isn't this the one who defeated Wang Longsheng?"

"It's really this person, if he can defeat Wang Longsheng, he will definitely be able to defeat this rampant Xuanjing. ”

"I've seen enough, I've already inquired, this person is under Fang Keqing's disciple, and he was still in the Qi Drawing Realm four years ago. ”

"What, Qi Induction Realm, you don't have to joke. Except for a few demons, who can cultivate from the Qi Induction Realm to the Qi Refining Realm in four years?"

Just when these monks were talking, more monks had already exploded, shouting frantically that they wanted to fight against Bian Xuanjing, but even they didn't know where the information about Qin Feng came from.

"Senior Brother Qin, defeat him!"

"Senior Brother Qin, you must be able to beat him all over the ground looking for teeth. ”

"Brother Qin, go up and beat him. ”

For a while, there were people who called senior brothers, big brothers, and even uncles and seniors, which made Qin Feng really speechless.

At this time, Qin Feng was hesitating whether to go or not, after all, if he showed his full strength, Elder Xing and the others would definitely let him die.

However, Liu Gensheng, who asked him to fight before, no longer let him go to the ring after seeing how powerful this person is.

At this moment, a thin, unkempt, pale man squeezed out of the crowd and rushed towards Qin Feng.

Qin Feng didn't see it at first, but when he looked closely, he realized that this person was actually Zhang Mu.

"Zhang Mu, how did you become like this?" Qin Feng said in surprise, with a little anger in his pupils, if he knew who made Zhang Mu so wolf, he would definitely make someone pay.

At this time, Zhang Mu had already rushed to Qin Feng's side.

"The sound wave that the strange man roared just now was so strange that I almost fainted. Seeing you here, squeezing in along the way becomes like this. Zhang Mu lowered his head and said very embarrassedly.

"Zhang Mu, Brother Qin will give you back a freedom. Qin Feng's expression was solemn, and he said very seriously, as soon as he finished speaking, his body disappeared as soon as he blurred.

Everyone looked at it again, and Qin Feng had already appeared on the stage.

The cultivation world is much more cruel than the secular world, and people with low strength like Zhang Mu are not suitable for a place like the cultivation world at all.

Today, it was just a small roar that almost made Zhang Mu faint, if that roar was aimed at Zhang Mu, Zhang Mu was probably already a corpse.

This time it was a fluke, so what about next time? If Zhang Mu really died, how could he bear it?

Therefore, even if this battle will expose his strength, it will not hesitate to pose a danger to him in the future! (To be continued......