Ling tripod

Looking at the blood-colored pill in his hand, Xiang Feng's scarlet eyes flashed with a hint of madness!

"Feng'er, no!"

Xiang Yunkong suddenly stood up from the stands and roared.

"Father, I will not lose!"

Xiang Feng pretended not to hear what his father said, and put the blood-colored pill into his mouth and swallowed it violently.

At the same time, Chu Yan had unknowingly shortened the distance between him and Xiang Feng to within ten meters.

Suddenly, Chu Yan's figure flashed.

"It's better not to do drugs, it hurts your body!"

Chu Yan's faint words rang in Xiang Feng's ears.

"Bang!"

This is the sound of fists hitting flesh.

This punch hit Xiang Feng's lower abdomen fiercely, and Xiang Feng only felt a tearing pain, and his body instantly turned into a "bow" shape.

After suffering such a heavy blow, a blood-colored pill sprayed out directly from his mouth.

Chu Yan caught the pill, looked at it, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"Huh!"

Xiang Yunkong on the stands exhaled a breath, and at this moment he was somewhat grateful to Chu Yan.

Why? Because taking pills during the competition is absolutely forbidden. If Xiang Feng really took this pill, he would be disqualified from the competition. In this way, the reputation of Jiuzhuan Peak would be greatly damaged, and he would only be able to get the worst spiritual veins.

In addition, this pill is called the Blood Burning Pill. As the name suggests, after taking this pill, the blood will burn and turn into a strong fighting force, but it will lose too much blood essence, and it will not be recovered without two or three years of good care.

In two or three years, Xiang Feng will be far behind his peers.

Chu Yan certainly didn't think so much. He recognized the Blood Burning Pill. If Xiang Feng took this Blood Burning Pill, his strength would instantly soar to the state of great perfection in the Qi training period. Although he was not afraid, he would inevitably have to spend some time and effort, and at the same time, he would expose many trump cards.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Chu Yan acted decisively.

At this moment, Xiang Feng's spiritual power was exhausted, and his body was hit so hard that he finally couldn't support it and fell to the ground.

At this moment, he deeply realized how huge the gap between him and Chu Yan was.

One of the main reasons why Xiang Feng was defeated so badly in today's battle was that he completely underestimated Chu Yan's strength. He only knew some of Chu Yan's strength from the previous few competitions, but Chu Yan's trump cards were far more than that.

On that day, Lin Feng and Shan Chengming came to Feilong Peak to make trouble. Chu Yan's strength at that time was not so abnormal, but he used some trump cards to defeat the enemy in an instant, and under Chu Yan's tyranny, Lin Feng and Shan Chengming did not spread Chu Yan's affairs.

And the disciples of Feilong Peak naturally kept it secret, so no one else knew Chu Yan's true strength.

"Bang!"

Chu Yan mercilessly stepped on Xiang Feng's chest.

He said calmly: "I said that their end was that I stepped on them hard, and you, what more?"

And you, what more?

This was a complete suppression of momentum, and Xiang Feng was defeated.

The stands were silent. Everyone felt that they had seen Chu Yan's strength time and time again, and the result of each time was to stimulate their bottom line!

Chu Yan was not a sadist, he just liked to step on people for fun, because Xiang Feng touched Chu Yan's bottom line.

Ruo Xiwen did not give up on him when he was at his lowest point, and helped him in times of need. Chu Yan had already identified her as his lifelong lover, and she was Chu Yan's reverse scale.

Now Xiang Feng dared to hit Ruo Xiwen, how could Chu Yan hold back? Just as he said, "If you touch my woman, kill me!"

"Kill me!"

Xiang Feng roared, at this time he was desperate, humiliated, and completely humiliated. He finally deeply understood the feeling of the ghost head being stepped on by Chu Yan.

"As you wish!"

Chu Yan said lightly, and the Immortal Killing Stick in his hand suddenly smashed towards Xiang Feng.

"No!"

An anxious roar sounded in Chu Yan's ears.

Chu Yan raised his lips, as if he had expected it, and the Immortal Killing Stick stopped less than an inch away from Xiang Feng's cheek.

Xiang Yunkong flew over on the silver Bagua.

"Elder, please let me talk to Chu Yan for a few words!"

Xiang Yunkong said anxiously. The referee was just a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Under Xiang Yunkong's powerful momentum, he nodded and opened the defensive light shield of the arena.

Xiang Yunkong's strength is the ninth level of the Golden Core Stage, which means he is already a cultivator in the late Golden Core Stage. His strength is only lower than that of the Peak Master Yan Tianlong and the Sect Master Shui Tianyu of Pan Tianfeng.

This is the sect arena. It is impossible to break the rules by force. For his only son, Xiang Yunkong, such a strong man, can only lower his face to talk to Chu Yan.

"Father! I..."

Seeing Xiang Yunkong, Xiang Feng seemed to have found a vent and cried bitterly.

"Pa!"

A loud slap shook the whole audience.