Seeking the Way of Immortality

It can be imagined that after Yan Daohong's failure, any fire-attribute cultivator gave up the idea of ​​being an enemy of Wu Zheng. Perhaps not all of them, but without absolutely suppressing Wu Zheng's strength, there would be no chance of winning. Don't be surprised, the existence of the strange fire alone is something that many fire-attribute cultivators cannot achieve in their lifetime.

Not to mention, there are also strange treasures guarded by the Yuanshen.

If Yan Daohong had just boiled the frog in warm water, there might still be a certain chance of winning, but his strong attack would have ruthlessly strangled his last chance of winning.

Before this, Wu Zheng did not reveal any magical powers related to the fire attribute, except for a spirit dragon condensed by the magic power of the fire attribute.

At the beginning, Wu Zheng used the ice attribute to fight the enemy, in fact, he did not want to reveal too much, but the development of things is often unexpected.

It has to be said that Yan Daohong's strength is very strong, forcing Wu Zheng to expose his true strength. Wu Zheng knows that today may be just a show for him alone. He will expose many things here, which also means that he will no longer have any secrets and trump cards in Dingzhou. Even because of today's exposure, his risk factor will increase linearly.

With Yan Daohong's exit, everyone was in an uproar. This time Yan Daohong was completely defeated!

"Is Wu Zheng the only one in the entire Qingyang Sect? Are the rest the legendary turtles?" A discordant voice sounded.

What was unexpected was that it was Chi Qinghan from the Sword-asking Sect.

Bi Xuanyu looked at the arena calmly, but he didn't care about Chi Qinghan's words at all. Obviously, Chi Qinghan's words were approved by him.

"Huh, it's really interesting. They are both Dingzhou cultivators, but I didn't expect them to add insult to injury at this time. The demeanor of Dingzhou cultivators is unparalleled in the world!" Miao Pu of Xingtian Hall said faintly, with no disdain in his tone.

"What? Do I need to report to you what I, a cultivator from Dingzhou, do?" Lei Zhen said coldly with his arms folded.

"That's not necessary, I just don't like it!" Miao Pu shrugged indifferently.

"Hmph, Xie Qingshan is here, come and fight if you don't agree!" Xie Qingshan flashed and appeared beside Wu Zheng.

"Junior brother, you go down first, and leave the rest to me." Xie Qingshan said with a smile.

Wu Zheng couldn't understand Xie Qingshan's behavior, but Wu Zheng also knew that if he was the only one participating in the battle of Qingyang Sect today, then regardless of whether it won today or not, Qingyang Sect would no longer have any face.

One person is strong, but only one person is strong, which cannot represent a sect. A sect is only really strong when the majority of people are strong.

Today's Qingyang Sect obviously does not have it.

"Hey, I really don't know where you got the courage from!"

"Hey, I didn't expect that the younger generation of Qingyang Sect would advance to the Nascent Soul stage!"

"Isn't it! I've never heard of it before."

"Hey, do you need a prize to challenge Xie Qingshan?"

"Hey, kid, do you think everyone is qualified?"

"That's right."

The crowd talked recklessly, without caring about the face of the people in Qingyang Sect.

Only the strong have face, and the weak have no dignity.

"Brother, leave it to you!" Wu Zheng patted Xie Qingshan on the shoulder and said.

Xie Qingshan smiled knowingly and said lightly: "Don't worry!"

At this moment, it seemed that with Wu Zheng's call of "Brother", the gap between the two disappeared instantly, and the faces of the people in Qingyang Sect were much better.

Wu Zheng nodded, and his figure flashed, appearing beside the people in Qingyang Sect.

"Qingyang Sect, Xie Qingshan, anyone can challenge." Xie Qingshan clasped his fists to the crowd and said with a smile.

Yan Daohong winked at Lin Li beside him, and Lin Li understood, so he said: "Huoyan Mountain, Lin Li, ask for advice from the monks of Qingyang Sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, he appeared on the ring.

The ring was already bumpy at this time, but it did not affect the fighting spirit of the two.

Everyone knew that Yan Daohong had suffered a loss at the hands of Wu Zheng, so he naturally wanted to get back at the face of Qingyang Sect, so everyone was not surprised by Lin Li's appearance.

Xie Qingshan was not polite either, and swung his spear with a momentum of one man blocking the pass and ten thousand men unable to open it.

Yes, he also used a spear, and he was no worse than Wu Zheng.

"Humph, this is the strength of Qingyang Sect. I am not Brother Yan, and I will not show mercy." Lin Li said with a sneer.

"Let's talk about it first."

Lin Li and Yan Daohong were from the same school. Although his talent was not as strong as Yan Daohong, he was not an ordinary character, otherwise he would not have come to Dingzhou.

Although Xie Qingshan and Wu Zheng were from the same sect, everyone knew that they were not at the same level. Although Xie Qingshan's cultivation was higher than Wu Zheng's, his fighting ability was incomparable to Wu Zheng's.

The disadvantages of small sects were clearly revealed at this moment.

Xie Qingshan's burly body was like a small mountain standing on the ring, while Lin Li's thin body was like a weak willow, and he seemed vulnerable.

But this was just an appearance.

Xie Qingshan was holding a black iron spear, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Lin Li.

Lin Li opened his mouth slightly, pinched his hands, and suddenly used the "Four Directions Seal" that was the same as Yan Daohong's. Xie Qingshan flew back like a kite with a broken string, and he couldn't get close to Lin Li's body at all.

Blood was flying, and Xie Qingshan was flying backwards, his spear touched the ground, and with the help of the rebound force of the spear, his body was like a cannonball, and before Lin Li could react, he was in front of him.

The spear was like a black silk, flashing with black light, drawing a beautiful arc around Lin Li, but Lin Li was not an ordinary person, and he was not panicked.

As his body retreated, he dodged Xie Qingshan's sharp attack, and countless square flame seals hit Xie Qingshan as he retreated.

The sound of "bang bang" was endless.

"Xie Qingshan, you can't!" Lin Li's voice rang in Xie Qingshan's ears. The attack became more and more sharp, and Xie Qingshan's defense became more and more sluggish.

"Wu Zheng, is Qingshan okay?" Chu Bufan asked anxiously.

Wu Zheng did not speak, but just shook his head bitterly.

"Fuck, this bunch of bastards!" Chu Bufan shouted angrily.

"Hmph, Qingyang Sect's strength is just so-so!" The cultivator from Huoyan Mountain said with a smile, his voice was not concealed, and it was obvious that he wanted the cultivators from Qingyang Sect to hear this.

"Shh! Keep your voice down, or they will be unhappy!" Another person said with a smile, but his voice did not lower at all.

"Hmph, so what if he heard it, he can still kill me!" The cultivator looked provocatively in the direction of Qingyang Sect.

"You..." Wang Changwu was so angry that he wanted to step forward.

But he was pulled back by Wu Zheng.

"Junior brother!" Wang Changwu said strugglingly.

"The sect is too weak, this is the world of the strong!" Wu Zheng's voice was without any emotion, he just looked at the people from Qingyang Sect indifferently.

"Hey, not bad, Qingyang Sect still has a wise man." The cultivator said with a smile.

Wu Zheng turned around, but didn't even look at the man, and said to the cultivator of Qingyang Sect: "See, if your cultivation is not strong, then even a dog dares to bark in front of you."

Wu Zheng's voice was not concealed at all, and even under the addition of true essence, there was a faint sound of breaking through the air.

"You..." The man was so angry that he couldn't speak, and he actually compared him to a dog.

"What do you mean you? If you dare to say another word, you will not be able to leave Qingyang Sect today." Wu Xuanhuo looked at the cultivator fiercely.

"Hmph, I want to see who you are?" The old man who was beaten by Huoyan Mountain snorted coldly, suddenly appeared in the air, and looked at Wu Xuanhuo.

Who is Wu Xuanhuo, when has he ever been afraid of trouble?

Without saying much, he threw the cub of the 'Nine Yang Divine Tiger' to Wu Zheng, holding the flaming knife in his hand, and instantly flew into the air. While he was still in the air, a flame blade hundreds of meters long chopped down on the old man's head.

"Humph, you are too young to play with fire in front of me." The old man sneered.

With a wave of his hand, the hundred-meter-long flame blade turned into pieces of light and disappeared.