The man in black returned to the seat where the Pavilion of Absolute Affection was located, and Yue Qianfeng nodded slightly to him, signaling that he had done a good job.

Those eyes were calm and deep, and a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth and nose, and the aura fluctuations in his body began to gradually dissipate, and finally fell down a step. The strength of Pei Yuan's quadruple stopped, and it was very unstable, as if the mist transformed, it looked like it existed, and in fact, a gust of wind could dispel it.

"This time, I wronged you. Yue Qianfeng spoke slowly.

"It is my pleasure, Lord. The man lowered his head when he heard this, and his expression did not change in the slightest.

..

Cheng Su'e has already sat back in her place, and she can't leave here yet, because she is needed here, and the Chamber of Commerce needs her...

Cheng Hai died.

Looking at the corpse that was slowly covered with a white cloth, everyone understood that they had already lost the third sword battle. And the next battle will only get tougher.

In the stands, Lu Qing looked at Cheng Su'e, whose eyes were slightly red and swollen, her brows moved slightly, and the corners of her mouth moved, and finally turned into a sigh.

Cheng Hai's talent may not be high, but the accumulation of years has made him more effective than any foundation building monk.

He knew why Cheng Hai died, but he couldn't speak.

Not just now.

Nowadays, not either.

"The third game is already like this, what should I do next?" Feng Qiuying stood behind him, a little distracted.

Lu Qing pursed his lips, but his eyes flickered slightly, "There will always be a way.."

"What's the solution? The Chamber of Commerce is currently short of manpower, especially the middle-level monks of the Foundation Realm. Uncle Cheng is the most qualified person in the Chamber of Commerce to fight, I thought he could win this game, but now..." Feng Qiuying choked up as she spoke, her shoulders swaying slightly.

Seeing her like this, Lu Qing couldn't say anything more.

Maybe at that time, he stood up and told Cheng Su'e that the Desperate Pavilion was doing something, and the referee would blow up the game.

Maybe because of this, the Desperate Pavilion will lose the game and end this argument that has no chance of winning early.

Although it will call into question the strength of the Chamber of Commerce, they may be victorious.

But he didn't, quite simply, he was noticeable enough now, he couldn't spur the Desperate Pavilion anymore and attract more attention to himself.

He is now far away from Qixia Mountain, and Ziyang Zhenjun is not by his side, if someone with a heart detects his identity, he will not leave Youzhou alive.

Sometimes, people really only think about themselves... Even if he doesn't want to.

..

Cheng Hai's body has been transported back to the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce, and someone has been sent to guard it and bury it on a certain day.

And the seats on the side of the Chamber of Commerce were dead silent at this time, and the cheers and joys that had been there before had now turned into a puff of green smoke and dissipated without a trace.

"In the third game, the Desperate Pavilion wins! The Skywalker Chamber of Commerce loses one!"

In the fourth battle, the Tianxing Chamber of Commerce fought against an old man with a gray beard, with deep wrinkles engraved on his face, as if the vicissitudes of thousands of years in the Qianyuan Realm were engraved on his face.

He was holding a dragon stick, and the aura fluctuations could not be said to be pure, but could only be said to be mellow, which should be a gift from time.

But even though his true yuan was profound, Lu Qing still felt a rotten aura from it, like that huge backwater lake. Although there is plenty of water, it is not undisturbed and will gradually dry up over time.

He's too old.

The Skywalker Chamber of Commerce was already exhausted, and they couldn't even send a decent monk to fight it.

His opponent is a graceful exposé woman, who is only wrapped in strips of cloth to cover some parts that are too sensitive, boldly and frankly revealing her charming curves.

I heard that she was an overseas monk, and because of some changes, she was exiled to Daxun, and she entered Sanssouci Hall due to fate.

Killers are never a job of more than muscles, it requires intelligence, timing, and the force to get the job done.

Of course, if necessary, they also need to win the trust of people who are far stronger than themselves.

As such a young woman, she is obviously easy to be trusted.

Bite!

The referee gave the signal for the start of the fourth game.

"In the fourth game, the Tianxing Chamber of Commerce will play against Sanssouci Hall, start!"

As soon as the referee's shouts fell, the young woman flashed onto the stage like a cheetah in the jungle, holding two short knives, and a dangerous aura emanated from her.

As for the old man, who was so old that he almost lost his teeth, the dragon stick in his hand tapped the ground, and his body jumped straight down from the high platform, and finally fell into the arena steadily, staring at his opponent without letting go.

The battle was as exciting as ever, and Lu Qing quietly looked at the two people fighting in the field with a teacup.

An old man with white hair and hair who is afraid of not having a few years to live, a woman with buds and a bewitching posture.

In this round ring, a slightly cruel competition began.

The dragon stick is full of tigers, and the two short knives are in danger of winning.

Clang!

In a fight, neither of them picked up the benefits, a series of sparks splashed around, and the two of them each took a step back.

The old man's breathing began to be a little short, and this old body reminded him all the time that he was no longer the brave warrior of the past.

He stared at the tiger, clenched the long stick in his hand, and suddenly took a step forward, and the majestic Yuan Force immediately surged out of his body, shaking his robe to the sound of hunting, and a heavy feeling, as if Mount Tai was pressing on the top, was forced head-on.

Although he has lost a lot from the years, it is not all, some things are hidden in the bones, and they cannot be worn out or taken away.

The bewitching woman twisted her waist like a water snake, and straightened up the two huge masses on it, obviously very capitalized.

She had seen a lot of battles, and she didn't know if the person in front of her was the oldest, but his combat experience was indeed the richest, although his speed was slower, his aura was weaker, and his ears and eyes were duller.

But he was often able to judge his moves based on experience, which shocked her.

She stuck out her slender tongue and licked the blade slightly.

There was some blood left on it.

Blood entered her mouth, and a sour smell that seemed to be a version of swill that had accumulated for years made her frown.

When people get old, maybe that's it.

"You're an outstanding warrior.." , she said.

"I'm not a soldier, I didn't do military service. The old man frowned slightly, and slowly shook his head.

"In my hometown, people are called warriors who are good at war, and you are a great warrior. She continued.

"Thank you.." The old man looked at her with some surprise, then nodded slightly.

"But since I was a child, I have never seen a warrior who can grow gray hair... Most of them don't live to get old. ”

In her eyes, there was a cold and cruel one, like a poisonous snake with fangs outstretched.

The old man tightened the long stick in his hand and did not speak again.

In the ring, for a while, only the faint breathing sound of the two was left.

There was silence.

The battle began the moment the silence came, and in the blink of an eye, it broke the rare silence.

The woman's shot was extremely ruthless, fast as lightning, and deadly.

The old man could only retreat step by step, trying his best to parry.

His speed was getting slower and slower, sweat was already visible on his forehead, and although his aura was still abundant, he was gradually losing his combat power.

Finally, no matter how skilled a warrior is, there are times when she misses and miscalculates, and the woman makes a false blow, bypassing the blockade of the long stick, and bringing the greeting of death to this old man.

In the old man's eyes, a bright blade was rapidly magnifying, and he tried to dodge or resist.

It's a pity that he is already too late...

Burst!

...

Lu Qing gently put down the teacup, stood up, and looked at the old man who was slowly falling, the rotten blood stains gradually began to spread, and he could no longer hold the long stick in his hand.

When!

The long stick landed on the ground with a crisp crashing sound.

His fingers twitched slightly, his old face gradually turned gray, and his tired eyes slowly closed.

Feng Qiuying howled, cried, and threw herself on top of him, shaking her tired body constantly.

Who is he, where is he from, and why is he in the Tianxing Chamber of Commerce, Lu Qing didn't ask.

I only know that he is the patriarch of the Chamber of Commerce, and when Feng Tianxing started from scratch, he was there.

When Feng Qiuying was born, as a custom, it was he who gave her a name.

When Feng Qiuying grew up, it was this old man who taught her how to cultivate and how to fight.

This old man also had a glorious time.

It is said that he used to be a Yuanying monk, but later he was injured and his cultivation fell.

He has been in the Skywalker Chamber of Commerce all his life, and when he can still fight, he fights for the Chamber of Commerce, and when he can't, he teaches the people here how to fight.

All his life, maybe he was fighting.

As he grew old, his cultivation became lower and lower, and finally it was all about to dissipate.

Today, he dies here.

Ended a life of fighting.

..

"In the fourth game, Sanssouci Hall wins! Skywalker Chamber of Commerce loses one!"

The merchant disciple, who was already dead and silent, is now even more desperate.

The audience erupted in cheers, and many people even stood on their seats, took off their upper clothes, and cheered and shouted.

These spectators, they don't care who wins, as long as someone is defeated, they will be happy.

If someone is going to bleed, they're going to have an orgasm.

And if anyone were going to die, they would be like this, disheveled, and despised with joy.

"It's the fifth, do you still want to fight?" Lu Qing tilted his head and looked at Cheng Su'e on the side.

She nodded in a trance, and then turned her head to respond to him as if she had just reacted: "Hmm." ”

Then he continued to sit still, his eyes a little wandering.

Since Cheng Hai died, she has been sitting like this.

Lu Qing knew that her mind was now far away from the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce, and she was just a shell sitting here.

It's just that if you want such a person to compete, even if you are a person in the same realm, I'm afraid you can easily defeat her.

Not to mention that one is the golden liquid and the other is the Yuan Infant Stage.

The difference between these two realms is not just as simple as a big realm.

Before the golden liquid was returned to the pill, it was still a mortal fetus in the flesh, and after the Yuan Infant, there was a samadhi true fire to burn away the yin in the body, and the Yuan Yang Heavenly Body was achieved, which was gathered and formed into qi.

Just like the old madman at that time, not only that, but he can also enter the water without drowning, and the fire without burning, which is basically the transformation of life form.

This is also why, under the gold liquid, you can only call Taoists, and above the gold liquid, you must call real people.

Only by burning the mortal womb, realizing the true nature, and achieving the body of a real person, can you deserve the name of a real person.

Cheng Su'e, the challenges she has to face now are not only internal, but also external.

It's hard for Lu Qing to imagine, how will she pass this level?

She doesn't have any odds of winning...

...