Supreme Martial Artist

"Win, win!"

"If anyone dares to talk nonsense again, I will kill you! Believe it or not?"

Everyone was silent.

"What kind of poison did Mu Hanxue get?"

Someone whispered: "Fire poison!"

"The blue poisonous mist is a deadly poison in the fire, and Nangong Qi's palm has a strong flame power."

"Adding fuel to the fire, the fire poison spreads wildly under the power of the flame."

"I'm afraid it won't be long before she dies!"

At this time, a plain and elegant woman in white ran out of the crowd quickly.

She grabbed Mu Hanxue's shoulders, crying in her voice.

She said sadly: "Sister Mu, what's wrong with you?"

"Sister Mu, wake up."

She stared at Nangong Qi: "Nangong Qi, you, what kind of poison did you give her?"

Nangong Qi laughed: "Girl, don't waste your thoughts, she is hopeless."

The plain and elegant woman in a white robe burst into tears.

Looking at the people around him, he said sadly: "Please, save Mu Hanxue!"

No one answered.

Many people couldn't bear to watch and turned their heads away.

It's not that they didn't want to save her, but they didn't dare to, and they didn't have the ability.

Li Shuhao sighed softly beside him: "This woman is called Li Xiuer. I heard that Mu Hanxue saved her life."

"This person is really grateful."

Seeing that no one spoke, Li Xiuer suddenly knelt on the ground and said sadly: "Whoever saves Hanxue will be given my life as a slave."

Everyone was even more moved.

Nangong Qi waved his hands impatiently: "Don't waste your time, no one can save her."

"Let's talk about it!"

He faced everyone and said coldly: "Today, whoever dares to save Mu Hanxue will be my enemy!"

"Think about it, can you afford the consequences?"

At this moment.

Suddenly, a faint voice came: "I can afford the consequences."

Nangong Qi narrowed his eyes suddenly.

Li Xiuer looked up suddenly, her eyes full of hope.

Then, everyone saw a figure slowly walking out.

It was Ye Xinghe! "Haha, this is going to be a good show!"

"I heard that Ye Xinghe and Nangong Qi have a deep grudge, and now he is slapping Nangong Qi in the face in public!"

"I'm not surprised, but does he have the ability to do it?"

"Yes, if you want to save Mu Hanxue, I'm afraid it will take a powerful alchemist to do it!"

Nangong Qi narrowed his eyes and stared at Ye Xinghe: "Ye Xinghe, are you sure you want to offend me?"

Ye Xinghe smiled slightly: "I have offended you so many times, it seems nothing."

Nangong Qi was blocked and couldn't say a word.

There was a snickering sound around.

Nangong Qi took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "Ye Xinghe, do you have this ability?"

"If you want to save Mu Hanxue, you need at least a third-level elixir!"

"I haven't heard that you are a powerful alchemist!"

Ye Xinghe smiled and said, "So, you think I can't take out a third-level elixir?"

Nangong Qi said proudly, "That's right."

Ye Xinghe was interested: "Then do you want to bet?"

"If you lose, kneel down and kowtow, or call me grandpa?"

Nangong Qi hesitated for a moment, his lips trembled twice, but he didn't say a word.

He really didn't have any confidence in facing Ye Xinghe.

He kept silent and didn't dare to bet at all.

Ye Xinghe smiled faintly: "Cowardly waste."

He came to Li Xiu'er's side, first took out a Bingpo Pill, and handed it to Li Xiu'er: "Feed her to swallow it, first suppress the fire poison."

Li Xiu'er nodded repeatedly, trusting Ye Xinghe very much.

Without any hesitation, he immediately fed Mu Hanxue to swallow it.

Everyone exclaimed: "This is Bingpo Pill, a third-level pill!"

"This kind of pill is normal for the upper courtyard disciples to take out, but it is extremely rare in the lower courtyard!"

"Just now Nangong Qi said that Ye Xinghe couldn't take it out, but he was slapped in the face immediately."

Everyone whispered.

The expression on Nangong Qi's face was even uglier.

Ye Xinghe turned to look at him, and suddenly smiled slightly: "This is just the beginning!"

Nangong Qi was stunned: "What do you mean by just the beginning?"

But then, he understood.

The journey of slapping faces has just begun.

Then, Ye Xinghe carefully examined Mu Hanxue's injuries.

The Zixia Pill Scripture slowly flowed through his mind, and he understood it in an instant.

With a thought, he took out seven kinds of spiritual herbs and medicines from the storage ring.

When these seven kinds of spiritual medicines appeared, everyone exclaimed again and again.

"Although I don't know what these seven kinds of spiritual medicine are, each of them is of a very high level."

"The lowest ones are all fourth-grade spiritual medicines!"

Someone exclaimed: "I recognize the yellow one, it's called purple desert grass."

"The last time my brother was on a mission, he survived a life-and-death struggle to get this thing. It is said to be worth hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones."

"Wouldn't these be worth thousands of spiritual stones added together?"

Everyone was even more shocked.

Thousands of low-grade spiritual stones are an incredible number for the disciples of the lower courtyard.

Even if there were dozens of them, they might not be able to gather so many.

Ye Xinghe took them out casually.

Ye Xinghe handed these spiritual medicines to Li Xiu'er: "Chew them up and feed them to her!"

Li Xiu'er also heard the words in the crowd and hesitated.

"Mr. Ye, this, this is too precious."

Ye Xinghe frowned and said: "Take it if I tell you to. Human life is at stake!"

Li Xiuer quickly glanced at Ye Xinghe, nodded, chewed the spiritual grass, and fed it to Mu Hanxue.

In an instant, Mu Hanxue's complexion improved a lot.

The fiery red poisonous aura on his body quietly disappeared, and his face became somewhat brighter.

Then, Ye Xinghe took out the spiritual grass and elixir and applied it externally to her.

Immediately, even the palm print quietly receded.

And she also groaned and opened her eyes, her face full of confusion.

Li Xiuer whispered a few words.

Mu Hanxue was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes were filled with gratitude.

However, she didn't seem to be good at words, her lips trembled a few times, and she couldn't say anything she wanted to say.

Ye Xinghe didn't care either.

Looking at Nangong Qi, he smiled lightly and said, "Does your face hurt?"

Nangong Qi looked extremely embarrassed.

pain! Of course it hurts! First, let no one save you.

As a result, Ye Xinghe was saved.

He also said that Ye Xinghe didn't have the ability to save him, but Ye Xinghe slapped him on the face several times on the spot.

Nangong Qi gritted his teeth, turned and left without saying a word.

His eyes were full of spite.

On the fourth day, the game continued.

After three rounds of competition in the finals, several people were killed or injured.

Now, there are only seven people left.

Still, one person got a bye.

When the bye quota appeared again, everyone was shocked! People exclaimed one after another: "Why is it him again?"

"Four times in a row! Still this kid?

It’s not over, right? "

It turns out that this time, it was Shangguan Tong who got the bye! He has had four consecutive byes! Everyone wanted to question the person who drew lots.