Looking at the injured beauty, Shen Qing's expression was indifferent and he was not surprised at all. This was because he had expected this to happen.
He was born in the Sacred Heart Region and possessed the cultivation of level eight Elixir. He knew very well what level of strength he could unleash.
On the contrary, it was the woman in front of him who surprised him.
Even if he had held back earlier, logically speaking, his opponent, who was only at level six Elixir, should not have been able to withstand his attack and would have been in a sorry state.
After all, there was not only a difference in status between the two of them, but there was also a gap of two levels in cultivation.
Even so, his opponent had not shown any signs of being in a sorry state. It was only when he did not hold back that her defeat became apparent.
Thinking about it carefully, Shen Qing suddenly understood. Perhaps this was the reason why Zhou Ling had taken a liking to the woman in front of him?
At their level, beauty was one of the reasons for choosing a cultivation partner, but most of the time, it was also dependent on the cultivation partner's talent and strength.
Back to the topic, looking at Yan Ningzhu, who was stumbling backward, Shen Qing raised his hand and shouted coldly, "Hand over the Fire Pearl!"
At this point, his opponent should have understood the gap between them. Shen Qing thought that Yan Ningzhu would probably hand over the Fire Pearl.
However, Shen Qing did not expect that even so, the girl's pale face was still unwilling to admit defeat. Her expression seemed to be silently telling him that if he wanted to get the Fire Pearl, he would have to walk over her dead body.
Seeing her reaction, Shen Qing sighed faintly. He had to admit that a woman with such a temperament was quite extraordinary.
However, it was a pity that he had to get the Fire Pearl. Hence, he could not be gentle with her today.
The moment he sighed, Shen Qing's eyes slowly gathered a ghostly pattern. As it gathered, a strong aura spread out from his body. It was the power of the spiritual pattern!
Since his opponent insisted on not handing over the Fire Pearl, there was nothing he could say. He could only injure her severely and take the Fire Pearl himself.
"Flame Binding Pattern!"
An indifferent voice sounded from Shen Qing's mouth. After that, a spiritual pattern appeared in the sky above his head.
Not wanting to waste any more time, Shen Qing used his third spirit inscription right from the start.
The immense pressure of the spirit pattern spread out. On the mysterious pattern, there was a crimson flame burning like blood.
Not to mention how majestic such a spirit rune was, if it were to launch an attack, no matter how powerful the spirit rune was, it could only be incessantly destroyed and burned to ashes.
When the Flame Binding Rune appeared above Shen Qing's head, how could Yan Ningzhu not feel the powerful power of the Spirit Rune?
But even so, she did not retreat. She gritted her teeth and tried her best to activate the power of the spirit inscriptions in her body, gathering it into the third spirit inscription in the depths of her Dantian.
She had only condensed three spirit inscriptions, and this was her strongest one!
"Great Cold Spirit Rune!"
Her red lips, which seemed to be stained with blood, gritted her teeth firmly. The moment the stubborn voice of a woman rang out, a faint blue spirit rune appeared in the sky.
The faint blue spirit rune was like a fairy wandering between heaven and earth. It was condensed with the pure aura of the Cold Spirit. The freezing power contained in such a spirit rune was probably unmatched in the world.
But even so, when the two spirit inscriptions collided in the sky, Yan Ningzhu's Great Cold Spirit Rune was the first to show signs of defeat.
Yan Ningzhu was unwilling to accept this, but she could do nothing about it. She knew that Shen Qing had probably condensed the fourth spirit rune. Therefore, even if they were to collide with each other's third spirit rune, she was still inferior in terms of foundation.
At this moment, Yan Ningzhu wished that she could be given more time. If she had more time, she might be able to condense the fourth spirit rune from the inheritance she had received. And if she had condensed the fourth spirit rune, she would not be so weak!
It was a pity that there were no ifs in this world. When the signs of defeat appeared, Yan Ningzhu could not hold on any longer.
When the Great Cold Spirit Rune was defeated, she also spat out blood and flew backward in a sorry state.
It seemed that she was really useless …!
After flying backward for a while, the sorry state that Yan Ningzhu wanted to land on the ground did not appear. Just as she was feeling puzzled, a familiar aura suddenly entered her nose. It made her face, which was on the verge of despair, reveal an expression of disbelief.
In the next moment, she felt as if she had fallen into a thick embrace. When she hurriedly turned her head, sure enough, a familiar face appeared in front of her.
When she saw this familiar face, Yan Ningzhu could not use words to describe her emotions.
She seemed to be longing, surprised, but also aggrieved and afraid.
Compared to Yan Ningzhu, the owner of this face only had one emotion in his heart, and that was extreme anger.
Yan Chutian, who had just escaped from the stone forest and ascended to the mountain peak, saw Yan Ningzhu flying backward and spitting out blood before he could rejoice.
In an instant, Yan Chutian could not control his emotions. It was as if a monstrous anger had accumulated in his heart, ready to erupt at any time.
However, no matter how much anger he had, Yan Chutian could not summon any anger when he saw that pale face. He said softly.
"Ning … Miss Yan, recover well. Leave this person to me!"
Yan Ningzhu naturally would not reject Yan Chutian. Or rather, she did not know when it started, but she no longer rejected him.
Seeing this, Yan Chutian carefully placed Yan Ningzhu down. He then raised his head and revealed a sharp and cold gaze, sweeping towards Shen Qing.
The sudden appearance of this figure made Shen Qing even more unhappy. Following that, the other party even used such a gaze to sweep over him. Shen Qing could not help but laugh in anger. He laughed coldly and said, "Are you saying that you want to deal with me?"
"Haha … so what if I am?!"
Because of the anger in his heart, Yan Chutian shouted coldly. He did not say anything else and immediately shot out. The majestic Spiritual Energy gathered into a fist and fiercely punched towards the other party's chest.
Shen Qing could clearly see that Yan Chutian was only a Level Five Elixir cultivator. Yet, a Level Five Elixir cultivator actually dared to take the initiative to attack him. He could not help but want to laugh to the sky.
"You are courting death!"
While he was laughing coldly in his heart, he shouted angrily on the surface. He raised his hand and punched out towards Yan Chutian.
The two punches collided after a moment.
At this moment, Yan Ningzhu did not care about recovering. Her beautiful eyes stared at the center of the collision, unwilling to blink.
And the result of this clash of fists, Yan Chutian, who had always made her pleasantly surprised, did not disappoint her.
After the collision of the two punches, both of them took a few steps back. In other words, they were evenly matched.
This situation made Yan Ningzhu happy, or rather, she had expected it. However, to Shen Qing, it was an unbelievable scene.
How could he believe that a Level Five Elixir cultivator who suddenly appeared could unleash such a powerful punch?
"Who exactly are you?!"
His gaze immediately shot towards Yan Chutian. How could Shen Qing still underestimate him? However, Yan Chutian did not even need to answer. Looking at this face, he suddenly thought of something. "You are that reckless disciple of the Tian Ji Sect, Yan Chu?!"
Obviously, Shen Qing's knowledge of Yan Chutian came from the news that had spread like wildfire in Zhongyuan City.
It was even easier to understand that he was reckless. Perhaps to the other party, he was courting death for daring to go against Zhou Ling and even fight over a woman.
Hearing this, although Yan Chutian was not happy with such a description, he did not refute it. It could be considered that he had indirectly accepted this identity.
Seeing Yan Chutian's tacit acknowledgment, Shen Qing's originally disbelieving expression could not help but be curious.
Come to think of it, Zhou Ling was the young master of the Fire Xuan Region. Even his own status in the Sacred Heart Region could not compare to Zhou Ling. Yet, one day, a disciple of a second-rate force dared to fight over a woman with Zhou Ling. How could he not be curious?
Originally, Chen Qing thought that the rumored Yan Chu was really just a fool who didn't know the difference between life and death. However, after the fight earlier, he seemed to have changed his mind.
After all, the strength that the other party had displayed was not something that a Level Five Elixir cultivator could possess. Seeing a leopard through a tube, he naturally believed that Yan Chutian should have some ability.
However, even so, Shen Qing still did not believe that the other party could really fight against Zhou Ling. This was because even he did not think that he could win against Zhou Ling.
Although they were both prides of the Five Major Regions, Shen Qing knew that there was a difference between a disciple and a young master.
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