After the demon king failed to beg for death

Some people in the audience have already noticed the commotion here. After all, Qiu Zhikuan is the master of the peak, and someone who can be respected by him must be very powerful.

But no one dared to step forward to explore, but just stood and watched from a distance.

Since Li Chen brought up this matter, and Qiu Zhikuan himself said that he would let the suzerain decide, then this matter must be confronted face to face.

However, when thinking of Bi Zeyu's little ancestor, Peak Master Qiu felt extremely headache, he was an unreasonable master, he could do whatever he said, and no one could control him.

He said respectfully: "Since that's the case, please trouble your lord to move, let's talk in another place."

Li Chen ignored him, and sat on the spot, showing no intention of moving.

Qiu Zhikuan finally understood that this matter could not be resolved.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "If the ancestor is not willing to move, then I will report to the suzerain and let him decide."

After finishing speaking, he bowed and backed away, looking for suzerain Bi Yuanqing with a sad face.

Fu Ling sat on the side, and asked cheerfully, "Master, is this trying to beat me up?"

Li Chen snorted: "You are my disciple, to neglect you is to despise me."

Anyway, I just don't admit that it's for the sake of the apprentice.

Fu Ling didn't care too much, he wasn't in a bad mood unexpectedly, on the contrary, he felt happy to have someone to support him.

He felt that he must have been lonely for too long in his previous life, so when Li Chen appeared in his life with this protector's attitude, he was so happy.

The two sat in the spectator seats of the ring, chatting from time to time, and it was an unprecedented harmony.

"This year's disciples can't do it. Look at that one. Although the cultivation level has reached the foundation building stage, it's obvious that the state of mind can't keep up."

"Looking at the Qi-refining Great Consummation, it seems that he has stayed in this realm for a long time, and he is just a step away from the door, but he can't break through. This is a bottleneck, but he can't even pass the bottleneck of the foundation-building stage, so that's okay. There's nothing left to do."

"Why can't I see a better one?"

Fu Ling watched and said, he changed his indifferent image in the past, and made a sound evaluation.

Seeing the way he said a few words and looking at him, Li Chen finally couldn't help saying: "Noisy, shut up."

Fu Ling closed his mouth.

They waited for a long time, but the suzerain did not wait, but a purple-red light pierced the sky and landed directly on Dabi's square.

The sound of cursing and cursing came in with the fall of the sword light.

"Who is looking for young master? I'm here, young master. If we have something to solve face to face, we will know what it means to ask my grandpa to decide."

The voice was loud and powerful, and it spread throughout the square in an instant.

Fu Ling raised his eyes and saw a young man in a red dress with braids walking towards him in a hurry.

No need to guess, this should be that brat Bi Zeyu.

"It's already in the mid-stage of Bigu, no wonder he's so arrogant, he's quite talented at his age."

Fu Ling gave a pertinent evaluation.

Li Chen glanced at it, and suddenly asked, "If you were to fight him, would you be sure of winning?"

Fu Ling curled his lips: "Master should believe in your own vision, which is just a mere bigu period."

Bi Zeyu tossed his braids and rushed towards Fu Ling aggressively.

However, the strange thing is that when he saw Li Chen, he first bowed and said hello very politely: "Bi Zeyu of Ziyan Peak paid a visit to Patriarch Youming. It is really Zeyu's blessing to meet the ancestor."

Fu Ling was a little surprised.

According to this, it doesn't look like a rude person, this person should be targeting him on purpose.

Li Chen glanced at him and said, "Get up."

Bi Zeyu stood up straight, but turned a blind eye to Fu Ling standing beside him, treating him like air.

This is very strange, Fu Ling has never seen this braided kid, and has never had any conflicts with him, so there is no reason to secretly brush off his quota for the competition, and then make provocative words.

When did this enmity be formed, and what kind of enmity was formed.

Could it be something that happened before he seized the house?

Fu Ling didn't want to understand the key point, but Li Chen was a little dissatisfied and said: "According to seniority, Luo Xuan is your uncle, why don't you see you salute?"

Only then did Bi Zeyu shift his gaze to Fu Ling, and when he saw him, some surprise flashed in his eyes.

However, no matter how surprised he was, he couldn't stop the brat from making rude remarks.

"Forgive me, my ancestors. All of my uncles are stronger than me. As for those who use unscrupulous means and shamelessness, and only know how to climb dragons and phoenixes, and pretend to be powerful, they are not worthy of being my uncles."

What Bi Zeyu said sounded plausible, and he didn't care about the disciples watching the excitement in the square.

Many people on the stage had stopped their movements and stared at the seats to watch the excitement.

Fu Ling felt that this was a personal attack at all!

Qiu Zhikuan finally caught up with Bi Zeyu, rushed over with a sad face, and scolded, "Zeyu, what are you talking about?"

Bi Zeyu simply looked at Fu Ling directly: "Is what I said false? The realm of comprehension is originally a place where one speaks on the basis of one's strength. This kind of person is obviously a miscellaneous spiritual root, but because of unscrupulous means to enter the inner sect, he finally got a chance and was forced by the old man." The people that the ancestors like are not worthy of respect."

Fu Ling's face turned cold. Being targeted is one thing, but this kind of slander for no reason really sounds a little uncomfortable!

Qiu Zhikuan's forehead started to grow bigger again: "What are you talking about, Senior Brother Luo Xuan is definitely not the kind of person you said."

Bi Zeyu snorted: "Isn't it? He knows in his heart that I don't agree with him anyway."

Fu Ling sneered: "I still feel uncomfortable being called uncle by someone like you who is full of shit, arrogant, domineering, and has eyes full of shit?"

Bi Zeyu's face changed: "Who are you talking about?"

Not to be outdone, Fu Ling said, "Whoever answers will say it?"

Bi Zeyu's face suddenly changed, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a ball of flames shot out from his palm, and he opened his hand openly regardless of the two elders present.

It is true to say that he is arrogant and domineering.

Just as Qiu Zhikuan wanted to stop him, he was stopped by Li Chen who was standing beside him.

He was surprised and said: "Old Ancestor... Isn't this stopping you?"

Li Chen didn't care much and said, "Let him fight."

Fu Ling snorted coldly, instead of advancing, he retreated, and raised his hand to meet him without fear.

Qiu Zhikuan couldn't help persuading him: "Although Zeyu is arrogant, his cultivation is solid. Luo Xuan just arrived at the foundation establishment. Could it be..."

He was also heartbroken.

Li Chen didn't even frown, and sat in the auditorium peacefully.

And Fu Ling, who was facing him, had already flown into the ring with Bi Zeyu.

On the nearest ring, the two disciples who had stopped fighting quickly left the ring to make room for the two of them.

Bi Zeyu looked at Fu Ling, and felt angry for some reason: "I don't know what kind of deception my ancestor suffered from you, and he accepted you as a disciple. You don't want me to call you uncle."

As he said that, the flames in his palms grew even higher.

Bi Zeyu has a single spiritual root of the fire element, and is extremely talented in practice. In addition, there are countless resources in Ziyan Peak, and the spirit stone pills are all paid up for free. Advanced one is faster.

At the age of 20, one has already reached the mid-bigu stage.

Whether it is for Xuantianzong or the cultivation world, this is a genius monk.

The purple-red flames attacked Fu Ling's facade with unstoppable momentum, simple and rude, but menacing.

Fu Ling didn't know how to move. He was still there one second, but disappeared without a trace in the next second, and there was no one in sight.

Bi Zeyu paused and listened attentively.

There were wind noises around, and distant disciples' discussions, but there was no movement from Fu Ling.

A person does not disappear for no reason, so it must be hidden somewhere.

Bi Zeyu is worthy of being a monk who is hailed as a genius. Even in this situation, he is not at all anxious, and pays close attention to the surrounding situation very carefully.

Then, he heard a movement, something seemed to be walking under his feet, and in just a moment, he rose from the ground and flew into the air.

Below the arena, a vine as thick as a man emerged from the ground and flung it straight at Bi Zeyu.

Bi Zeyu successfully avoided the blow, but there was a voice in his heart, this Luo Xuan was much more powerful than he imagined.

However, wasn't it just a miscellaneous spirit root half a year ago?

At the moment when he was distracted, a disdainful voice came to his ears: "You are still distracted in the battle with me, and you think too highly of yourself."

As soon as the words fell, a vine whip sprang out from under his feet, and quickly slammed onto Bi Zeyu's back.

This blow was ruthless and fast, before he even had time to react, it was already in front of him.

Bi Zeyu's pupils shrank slightly: This was too fast, and he didn't notice it at all.

how can that be?

Moreover, up to now, he has not seen Fu Ling's figure, and his voice is still there.

What kind of skill is this.

Bi Zeyu was a little annoyed and said: "If you have the ability to fight openly and aboveboard, what kind of a hero is hiding."

The moment he spoke, he avoided a vine without any risk, and finally couldn't help but sacrificed his real name sword, and slashed at the surrounding vines.

Fu Ling laughed and said, "I am right in front of your eyes."

This sword chopped off most of the vines, giving him a moment to breathe.

However, before he could find someone in the future, the vine quickly grew another section from the place where it was cut off, and slammed on Bi Zeyu's body.

Fu Ling, who was hidden in the vines through the connection between the wood-type spiritual root and the plant, slightly curled his lips. It would be more appropriate for this kind of arrogant brat to be whipped a few times.

Outside the arena, everyone stared at Bi Zeyu who was almost surrounded by vines, their eyes widened.

Bi Zeyu is the senior that all of them envy. He is the best single spiritual root, young and promising, with a strong family background, and his cultivation base is higher than his peers.

There is no disciple of the younger generation who does not think that Bi Zeyu is amazing, and this person is almost recognized as the most potential next peak master.

But what is the situation now.

In the arena, vines were flying around, and Bi Zeyu was almost powerless to fight back. This was beyond everyone's imagination.

Outside the arena, Qiu Zhikuan could hardly believe it: "This...what is this style of play?"

The corner of Li Chen's mouth curled slightly: "Win the game."

The clothes on Bi Zeyu, who was surrounded by vines, were already in disrepair.

There were thorns on these vines, and every time he hit him, his heart trembled and his flesh burst open.

Probably because this style of play is really annoying, Bi Zeyu ignored the vines dancing wildly, and stretched out his hand with red eyes.

In the palm of his hand, a cluster of fireworks burst out suddenly.

Qiu Zhikuan, who was sitting in the auditorium, stood up in shock, and blurted out: "How could he have the true flame of Samadhi?"

Li Chen, who was expressionless at the side, also frowned slightly.

Samadhi True Fire belongs to the level of divine fire, and its attack power is comparable to a top-grade spiritual weapon.

This fire can't be extinguished by the wind, and the water can't stop pouring, so it takes special means to extinguish it.

The arena is covered with vines, and once the flames are released, the arena will instantly turn into a sea of ​​flames.

Bi Zeyu hesitated for a moment, and when he was hit by the vine again, he finally gritted his teeth and sacrificed the divine fire.

The arena was instantly ignited by real fire, turning into a sea of ​​flames.

Fu Ling, who was hidden among the vines, was also surrounded by fire in an instant.

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