Dongfang Chang 'ao, who was trying his best to deal with Quan Deming, took the opportunity to take a glance. When he saw that Quan Deming was indeed holding a black spear in his hand, his spirit was lifted, but he was a little confused. He was good at using spears, so he paid more attention to all kinds of good spears. Where did the Dragon Slaying Spear come from? Why hadn't he heard of it before?
When Yan Bu Gui saw the spear in Quan Deming's hand, his expression changed immediately. He could guess what was going to happen next. He transmitted a message to Yan Biao, "Be careful, Mister Yan. Supporting Xian Island is going to send a spear into the battlefield. This spear might be able to break Mister's whip. You must not let it fall into the hands of Dongfang Chang 'ao."
Yan Biao stopped in mid-air. Although he looked relaxed, he didn't dare to get too close to Dongfang Chang 'ao. He was constantly on guard, afraid that Dongfang Chang' ao would launch another sneak attack. He was really shocked just now. When he heard Yan Bu Gui's telepathic message, he looked towards the direction of Supporting Immortals Island. As expected, there was someone holding a black spear. He couldn't help but smile and reply to Yan Bu Gui, "Palace Master Yan is worrying too much. The Black Dragon Whip in our hands is made from a flood dragon that had cultivated for thousands of years. He extracted its tendons, peeled its scales, and refined its bones. How can it be broken by ordinary treasures?"
Yan Bu Gui saw that this guy was underestimating his enemy, so he reminded him again, "Supporting Xian Island is not comparable to ordinary sects. The Golden Source Spear in Dongfang Chang 'ao's hands is also an upper grade treasure. It's just that Mister's Black Dragon Whip is able to restrain it. Now that they are taking out something to replace the Golden Source Spear, it's definitely not an ordinary treasure. Mister, you must not be careless!"
Yan Biao was alert. The two people in the air were looking at the spear in Quan Deming's hand. All the sects also saw some clues and knew that Supporting Xian Island had brought out a powerful treasure. Quan Deming looked at the position and transmitted a message, "Elder Dongfang, get ready to pick up the spear!" After saying that, he threw the spear.
A black shadow drew an arc and landed on a protruding boulder at the bottom of the valley. The black spear was inserted into the rock at an oblique angle. There was almost no sound, only the black end of the spear was exposed. All the sects were shocked. It was indeed a treasured spear. Dongfang Chang 'ao, who was fighting, was slightly delighted, while Yan Biao was slightly startled. Both of them immediately locked onto that gun.
"Hai!" Dongfang Chang 'ao shouted. He had waited for so long in order to think of a way. Now that his fellow sect members had come out to save him with a treasure, success or failure would all depend on the spear below. How could he not give it his all? The spear in his hand shot out a hundred spear shadows with all his might. Golden light shone as he forced the Black Dragon Whip away. In a flash, he quickly descended …
"Dongfang, don't run!" Yan Biao shouted. At this time, he was also a little anxious. He made a hand seal, and the Black Dragon Whip chased after Dongfang Chang 'ao. Everyone's eyes were focused on the battle between the two. They knew that this was the crucial moment.
About a hundred meters above the ground, the sound of wind breaking could be heard. Dongfang Chang 'ao suddenly stopped, turned around, and used all his strength to shake off the long whip with his spear. Everyone thought that he would be able to pick up the spear below. Unexpectedly, he raised his head and looked at Yan Biao, who was rushing down, and shouted, "Kill!" Then, he raised the Golden Origin Spear and rushed towards Yan Biao. His imposing manner was incomparably valiant.
The two of them rushed at each other, and their speeds seemed to close in an instant … Yan Biao originally wanted to use the long whip to entangle Dongfang Chang 'ao so that he could keep the spear below to avoid any worries. Who knew that Dongfang Chang' ao would turn around and rush back, as if he had set up a trap for him to fall into.
The sharp sound of the golden spear pierced through the air, and Yan Biao was almost scared out of his wits. He hurriedly turned around to escape, but it seemed that it was still a little too late. The two of them had already met, and following a cold snort from Dongfang Chang 'ao, the golden spear drew out a rain of blood. "Ah!" Yan Biao screamed. One of his thighs was not able to dodge in time, and was cut off on the spot.
The Cultivation Alliance immediately cheered, especially Qiu Wuyuan of Ten Thousand Demons, who was unusually loud and excited. Yue Qianchou nodded slightly. This Dongfang Chang 'ao was indeed Dongfang Chang' ao. As long as he was given a chance, he could immediately turn the situation around. This kind of wisdom and courage was definitely not comparable to ordinary people. It was no wonder that he could take on such a heavy responsibility in the world's number one sect, Fuxian Island.
Although Yan Biao had lost a leg, his life was still more important. He continued to run for his life, but his vitality was greatly injured, and his speed was already a lot slower. He desperately ran towards the direction of Yan Bu Gui and the others, shouting loudly, "Two Senior Brothers, save me!"
Among the dozens of people, two people immediately rushed out to rescue him. Yan Bu Gui anxiously shouted, "Don't break the rules!" But someone beside him pulled his arm.
The two people could not care so much now. Their Junior Brother was about to die, who would care about the rules? At worst, they could just admit defeat. However, the scene that the two of them were most worried about still appeared. Dongfang Chang Ao had already caught up to Yan Biao. His expression was as calm as still water, and he raised his spear above Yan Biao's head … The two of them immediately shouted, "Show mercy!"
Yan Biao turned around in horror, only to see a ray of golden light flying towards him … Dongfang Chang 'ao had just used the spear three times, and his movements were clean and neat. He was indeed someone who had used the spear for a long time. "Ah!" A few pieces of minced meat and blood fell to the ground accompanied by a shrill scream. Yan Biao was finished. The Cultivation Alliance once again cheered non-stop …
"Junior Brother!" The two people who were rushing over exclaimed. The two people raised their hands and pulled out whips that were exactly the same as Yan Biao's. Dongfang Chang 'ao turned around and left, landing on the ground at the fastest speed. Not far away, he saw the ownerless long black whip lying quietly on the ground. He raised his hand and grabbed it, then directly threw it into his storage bag. This could be considered as his spoils of war.
Seeing that the two people who pulled the whips were picking up the pieces of Yan Biao's body, he looked at the broken leg in front of him. He was afraid that the other party would not let this go so easily. Dongfang Chang 'ao first took out an Energy Recovery Pill and swallowed it. At the same time, he stuffed the Golden Origin Spear in his hand into his storage bag. He turned around and grabbed the black spear handle on the boulder behind him. As he grabbed it, his eyes slightly widened. He suddenly pulled out the black' Dragon Slayer Spear 'that was stuck on the boulder and raised it to take a closer look.
The long spear was cold and pitch-black. The dragon claw held the spear spine, and the Nine Dragons Roaming Spear was like a raging dragon spitting out cold blades. The entire spear was almost covered by the fine scales of the dragon, and it looked extraordinary. In particular, there seemed to be a huge amount of power contained within it. That kind of terrifying power seemed familiar. Dongfang Chang 'ao looked at the fellow sect members of Supporting Xian Island in surprise. He had never heard of such a spear in the sect. If there was one, it would have been given to him long ago. He reckoned that it would not have dragged on until now.
"Elder Dongfang, you have won the first round. The two consecrators have summoned you back." Dongfang Chang 'ao suddenly received a voice transmission from Quan Deming. He nodded slightly and flew back to the people of Supporting Xian Island in a flash. The surroundings were filled with cheers. The Cultivation Alliance had won the first round, and all the sects were cheering.
"Elder Dongfang is indeed amazing!" Yue Qianchou praised happily. This really made him overjoyed. He had not even used the spear, and he had already earned 50 million. Even if he lost in the end, he could still earn 10 million. If he had known earlier, he would not have spent 40 million.
Dongfang Chang 'ao was startled. Why was this guy here? He nodded and did not say anything. However, Yue Qianchou stretched out his hand and said, "Elder Dongfang, please return the 'Dragon Slayer Spear' to me."
"This spear is yours?" Dongfang Chang 'ao looked at the fellow sect members in surprise. Finally, his eyes fell on Quan Deming. The latter nodded silently and said, "I borrowed it from Yue Qianchou for emergencies. I promised him that I would return it to him after one round."
"This …" Dongfang Chang 'ao's eyes lingered on the spear. He was a little reluctant to part with it. After a little hesitation, he said decisively, "Yue Qianchou, are you selling this spear?"
Yue Qianchou waved his hand and said, "No, no. I won't sell it no matter how much money you give me. Elder Dongfang, please return the spear to me! "
At this moment, someone in the valley suddenly shouted, "Middle-stage Tribulation Passing Cultivator, Yan Fang is here to accept the challenge. Dongfang Chang 'ao, do you dare to come down and fight me? " Everyone from Supporting Xian Island looked over. It was none other than one of Yan Biao's senior brothers. It seemed like he wanted to take revenge.
Dongfang Chang 'ao snorted and turned to Yue Qianchou and said, "Yue Qianchou, lend me the spear for one more round. I will return it to you after I use it."
"Chang Ao!" Ji Nian stopped him and shook his head. "Supporting Xian Island has to fight for the first round. Since we have already won, let the other sects do the rest! Supporting Xian Island only needs to make a move at the crucial moment. "
Dongfang Chang 'ao stopped and pondered. He knew that the sects had their own considerations. He could not control his own impulse. He looked at the people at the foot of the mountain and gritted his teeth as he handed the' Dragon Slayer Spear 'in his hand to Yue Qianchou. Yue Qianchou took it and touched it before stuffing it into his storage bag. He bowed to Ji Nian and said, "After the challenge ends, I will come back to find you."
Ji Nian nodded with a gloomy expression. Just touching the spear had cost Supporting Immortal Island 50 million. If he had known that Dongfang Chang Ao would kill like that, he would have just thrown something as a trigger. There was no need to waste so much money.
Yue Qianchou did not care so much. After leaving Supporting Xian Island, he went back to the four families. Zi Yi popped her head over and asked curiously, "I saw it just now. The gun that was thrown down seems to have been taken out by you?"
Yue Qianchou looked at her. It was good to have a high cultivation. So many people were blocking and yet she saw it. Actually, it was not just Zi Yi who saw it. Many people saw it. Even if they did not see it, they would have guessed it. If Supporting Xian Island really had a spear, they would have taken it out long ago. There was no need to surround him and take out a spear. If it was not his, who else could it be?
Yan Biao's senior apprentice brother was still shouting, "What? Dongfang Chang 'ao does not dare to come out, but the whole Chinese cultivation world does not dare to come out? Are you all cowards? Who will fight me? "
He shouted and scolded for a long time, but no one from the sects came out. The key was that everyone knew how powerful the whip was from Dongfang Chang 'ao's battle. Those with the same cultivation as Dongfang Chang' ao would not be able to deal with it better. And the cultivators in the final stage of tribulation passing couldn't come out because of the rules. For a moment, people from the sects looked at each other. That whip was troublesome!
Yue Qianchou looked left and right for a long time. Seeing that everyone was still hesitating, he could not help but laugh. "Hehe! Since everyone is so polite, I won't be polite. "Zi Yi's eyes brightened." You want to go up? "His fighting style was always so novel. She liked watching it.
"Hehe! What do you think? We can't let people laugh at us Chinese cultivation world for not having anyone! " Yue Qianchou's mouth twitched as he drew a machete in each hand and shouted, "I'm coming!"
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