fictionpage Chapter 67 Fighting Qi Yao
Chapter 67 Fighting Qi Yao
Seeing Ye Xuan, all the disciples were on the verge of crying with excitement.
Brother Shengzi, you are finally here.
Ye Xuan had his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttering.
As he walked slowly towards the Yanwu stage, he smiled and nodded at the disciples around him.
Gentle and courteous.
"Brother Shengzi, I heard that you were injured. Is it true? If you are not in good condition, then don't fight. You can fight again at another time."
"That's right, Senior Brother Shengzi, Qi Yao is in the Golden Core Realm, and you are only in the Yuan Condensation Realm. It's unfair for him to challenge you. Even if you delay it for a few days, it doesn't matter."
"That bastard Qi Yao is simply too bullying. Could it be that just because of his high cultivation, he can run amok and do whatever he wants?"
Ye Xuan just smiled, which immediately made the hearts of countless female disciples tremble.
They gathered around Ye Xuan, chatting in one go, their beautiful eyes were full of worry.
Shengzi is really good-looking and polite, and he doesn't have any arrogance at all.
They don't want anything to happen to such a holy son.
Ye Xuan looked at the surrounding female disciples, his scalp felt numb for a moment, but he didn't show it on his face, and said with a smile:
"As the Holy Son, since I have accepted the challenge, I cannot break my promise."
"Thank you for your concern, junior sisters. Today, no matter whether we win or lose, I will go all out and never lose face of the Holy Son."
As soon as these words came out, the female disciples were about to burst into tears.
"Hey, if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. The Holy Son is so pitiful, I want to cry."
"Hmph, that Qi Yao is simply hateful. I just don't have enough cultivation, otherwise I will definitely beat him to death."
"Where is such a bully, damn it!"
They are gnashing their teeth!
On the martial arts stage.
Qi Yao's face turned dark.
Nima, what did he do?
Look at Ye Xuan again, how shameless, are you sorry?
All around, Huo Qingyi and the other nine candidates for the Holy Son also twitched their mouths when they saw this scene.
Ye Xuan's hand is really awesome.
How many hearts and sympathies have you already won before the fight?
They even suspected that if they really defeated Ye Xuan, wouldn't they be beaten?
"Hey, gentle scum, it's disgusting! This Ye Xuan is shameless!"
Huo Qingyi couldn't help but take a sip, wishing he could beat Ye Xuan to death.
Ye Xuan didn't bother to pay attention to Huo Qingyi, he didn't even know where Huo Qingyi was.
While he was talking to his disciples, neither salty nor bland
It took a long while before I squeezed out the intoxicating gentleness and stepped on the steps leading to the martial arts stage.
Step by step, the speed is not fast, but very rhythmic.
Looking at Ye Xuan's back, all the disciples seemed to feel the tragedy.
"This, shameless bastard, I really want to kill him!"
The Eighth Patriarch couldn't stand it any longer, he blew his beard and stared, wishing he could lift Ye Xuan with one hand and throw it directly onto the martial arts stage.
Han Bingning didn't speak, just watched.
Just get used to it.
Da da da footsteps sounded rhythmically,
Soon, Ye Xuan had arrived on the martial arts stage.
Among the disciples, Lin Xue looked at Ye Xuan and couldn't help but clenched her fists tightly.
A high position, Saintess Qiuyue, couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes without blinking.
Under the eyes of everyone, Ye Xuan stood still only ten meters away from Qi Yao.
Qi Yao looked at Ye Xuan, an extreme cold light emerged from the depths of his eyes, which was fleeting.
He said: "If you are not in good condition, the challenge can be postponed, and we will fight again at another day."
These words are very level, showing his demeanor as a candidate for the Holy Son.
Just kidding, didn't you see that the female disciples below were all rioting?
If he didn't say something nice, he would be drowned in saliva and beaten to death after defeating Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan smiled slightly when he heard the words, and said seriously: "Is this really true?"
Judging by his expression, it seems that he really intends to choose another day to fight again.
The corner of Qi Yao's mouth twitched, and he couldn't speak for a while.
This is so embarrassing.
He was really afraid that he would give an affirmative answer, so Ye Xuan turned his head and left.
Seeing Qi Yao's expression, Ye Xuan said indifferently: "Since you don't have that kind of plan, why bother to say those hypocritical words? Do you want to show your ridiculous magnanimity?"
Saying that, Ye Xuan turned his head slowly, looked at the audience, with a sonorous and forceful tone:
"Everyone, we are all from the same sect. We should help each other and improve each other."
"I, Ye Xuan, as the Son of God, have never thought of competing against my fellow sects, making enemies with my fellow sects, let alone accepting Qi Yao's challenge."
Having said that, he suddenly pointed his finger at Qi Yao, and his voice was cold:
"But this Qi Yao, he kept pushing him repeatedly. First, he sent his inner disciple Zhao Long to humiliate me, and then he forcefully challenged me. As a last resort, I can only be forced to accept the challenge."
Ye Xuan's expression became extremely serious: "Therefore, in order not to insult the prestige of my holy son, I, Ye Xuan, will definitely go all out in this battle!"
boom
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Ye Xuan's voice fell, and the scene suddenly exploded!
"Qi Yao is really hateful!"
"Candidates for the Holy Son? Damn! Now that there are all Holy Sons, what more candidates for the Holy Son are needed?"
"Qi Yao is really shameless, bullying the small with the big, bullying others with the power, narrow-minded, such a person, also wants to be the Holy Son? Ridiculous!"
Countless disciples were moved by Ye Xuan's words, and for a while, saliva was flying everywhere, filled with righteous indignation, and the crowd was raging.
Before the battle even started, Qi Yao was pushed to the opposite side of most of the disciples.
Hearing these words, Qi Yao's mouth twitched, and his eyes became even colder.
How shameless to murder someone!
He no longer concealed, no longer hypocritical, but said coldly: "If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. As the Son of God, you naturally have to accept all challenges."
"If you have the strength, you can be your holy son. If you don't have the strength, then get out!"
"You killed Tu Wu, today I, Qi Yao, want to avenge Tu Wu!"
As the voice fell, Qi Yao's aura of the fourth level of Jindan Realm suddenly exploded, and the next moment, there was a bang, and his whole body turned into light and shadow, madly killing Ye Xuan.
He was extremely fast, as fast as lightning, and a round of golden elixirs emerged from the position of his dantian, and as he passed by, the sound of explosions could be heard in the air, and the oppressive aura dispersed.
This guy actually exhibited a low-grade mysterious martial art, Floating Shadow Step.
In just an instant, Qi Yao had already killed Ye Xuan, he raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger, and pointed at Ye Xuan.
It turned out to be another set of mysterious low-grade martial arts, Lightning Finger!
Seeing this scene, all the disciples on the scene exclaimed, and all of them couldn't help but widen their eyes, without blinking, and their breathing became short of breath.
Even for some elders, their eyes were shining with admiration in their hearts.
It's only at the fifth level of the Golden Core Realm, but to be able to cultivate low-grade Xuan-level martial arts to such an extent, and to combine them so skillfully, this talent is truly terrifying.
Seeing Qi Yao attacking him, Ye Xuan snorted disdainfully and sneered in his heart.
The spiritual energy in his body surged, and he roared with all his strength. Then, the sole of his foot stomped hard on the ground, and with a bang, he shot out violently.
Setsuna, who was about to burst out, had already clenched his right fist, and all the aura in his body surged into the right fist along the spiritual veins.
Surrounded by aura at the tip of the fist, it swallowed terrifying power, and when the punch was blasted, the air seemed to be blown apart, overwhelming the world!