It's over! Everyone's hearts were in their throats.
Ding Wei himself was scared out of his wits. He had never experienced the feeling of being surrounded by so many flying swords. The fight had just begun and it had already become like this. What was the point of fighting? Eight spinning blue flying daggers quickly flew back from the gaps between the densely packed flying swords. They danced around his body, trying to protect him.
However, the eight flying knives could only protect a limited area. No matter how fast they were, it would be difficult to block the simultaneous attack of hundreds of flying swords. There had to be a loophole! Thus, without saying anything, he released his Shield of Vigor.
Yue Qianchou stared at him with a look of disdain. The flying swords were ready to attack, but they did not attack. It was as if they were waiting for him to prepare his defense.
It was clear that he had a card up his sleeve. Everyone sighed inwardly. Ding Wei was probably doomed. Furong patted her chest lightly. She could also see that her man was going to win. Nongzhu did not say anything. He had expected this to happen. If he could not even deal with a Nascent Soul cultivator, then Yue Qianchou did not deserve to be the disciple of the world's most powerful cultivator.
"I really don't understand. There are people in the Tribulation Stage here. They don't come out, so why did you, a Nascent Soul cultivator, come out? Aren't you taking your life as a joke? Can you tell me why? "Yue Qianchou asked with a puzzled expression.
Ding Wei shouted angrily, "Yue Qianchou, don't put on airs here. It's not certain who will win." The eight blue flying knives spun faster and faster, moving quickly outside the Shield of Vigor.
"Killing you is as easy as taking something out of my pocket. How can these broken knives stop me?" Yue Qianchou narrowed his eyes and said, "But I'll give you a chance to live. Do you want it?"
Now the atmosphere was finally not as lively as before. Only the swishing sound of the blue knives could be heard. Everyone listened attentively, waiting for Ding Wei's answer. Ding Wei did not answer immediately. Obviously, he was a little moved by Yue Qianchou's words, but he could not show weakness. He immediately shouted, "If you have something to say, say it. Don't be so wishy-washy."
"There's always a price to pay for doing something wrong." Pointing two fingers at the ground, Yue Qianchou sneered, "Admit that you're trash, kneel and beg for mercy, and I'll spare your life."
"Hua!" The audience was in an uproar. This guy was too arrogant. However, Ding Wei, who was surrounded by flying swords, did not make a sound. As there were too many flying swords, no one could see his expression clearly. Everyone looked at each other. Would Ding Wei really agree to this?
They didn't know that Ding Wei was trembling in anger and couldn't even speak. The other party was clearly humiliating him in public. This was also Yue Qianchou's revenge on the bird who provoked him first.
"Why aren't you talking?" Yue Qianchou chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter if you die, but it's a pity that you'll leave a huge debt for the sect after you die. Fortunately, the Head Priest doesn't want you to pay interest."
"Yue Qianchou, go to hell!" Ding Wei finally let out an angry roar. Eight blue swords whistled as they swept over in an arc.
Yue Qianchou flicked his finger and dozens of flying swords flew out, immediately entangling the blue swords. With a cold expression, he said, "I have to admit, if you met other Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, your eight blue swords would indeed pose a great threat to them, making it hard for them to take care of everything. Unfortunately, you met me, and I only have eight blue swords."
With that said, he waved his sleeves and a black shadow flashed out, shooting into the encirclement of swords. Everyone had yet to figure out what was going on. "Ah …" A mournful scream suddenly rang out. The eight blue swords suddenly fell to the ground powerlessly. Before they landed, they reformed into one and fell to the ground with a "ding dang".
Everyone was shocked, but they saw Yue Qianchou wave his hand lightly, retrieving the black shadow that shot out. The swords instantly surged violently. A cloud of red mist began to spread, and the thick smell of blood began to fill the entire hall.
After hundreds of blue flying swords continuously flashed back into Yue Qianchou's sleeves, Ding Wei had already disappeared. Everyone immediately understood that Ding Wei had already been turned into dust by the flying swords. This thick smell of blood was … Everyone waved their hands and stirred, forcing the disgusting blood mist out of the hall.
Yue Qianchou picked up the blue swords on the ground and looked at them, then casually threw them into his storage bag. When everyone looked at him again, their hearts were a little cold. What a powerful sword art.
Yue Qianchou walked in front of Wen Rui and smiled, "I won, this spirit stone is mine." Wen Rui didn't say a word, nor did he express any attitude. Whoever won could come and take it themselves. As a dignified Soul Formation expert, how could he really help these people do this? His role was to make sure that no one dared to snatch things from him.
He picked up the two storage bags and showed them to everyone, "Is there anyone who is unconvinced? Bring out the money. Gambling with money and life, I will continue to play with you."
He returned to his seat, hugged the storage bags, and counted the spirit stones as he continued, "If you don't have money, you can borrow from the Head Elder. In his territory, don't mention two million, even one or two hundred million is no problem. Hurry up, don't miss out. "Mi Rushan stared at him indifferently.
The group of people no longer said he was talking nonsense. They looked at each other, and finally looked at the few tribulation passing early stage cultivators. Unfortunately, no one jumped out like Ding Wei.
Yue Qianchou put away one of the storage bags and glanced at everyone. He thought, Anyway, don't think about being free. Rather than waiting for you to find me, I might as well find you. From today onwards, I will go all out. If I don't turn this place upside down, I won't be called Yue Qianchou.
"I said you are trash, but you are still unconvinced. Shouting is useless. If you have the guts, show me your actions." Yue Qianchou put the storage bag he earned back on the coffee table next to Wen Rui and pointed at it. "If you have the guts, bring out the money to gamble. If you don't have the guts, take a detour when you see me. Don't bark like a dog. What the hell is this?"
"Wow …" Everyone was finally enraged and stood up one by one. Nongzhu looked at him in shock and thought, This guy is crazy. Does he want to go against the entire cultivation world by saying this?
However, this was not the craziest thing. Yue Qianchou also stood up and pointed at the crowd. His face was filled with disdain as he said, "Don't be unconvinced. I can't be bothered to fight you all one by one. As long as you have the money, it doesn't matter if you all come at me together. I will take you all on alone. "
Wen Rui and Nongzhu looked at each other as if they were asking Nongzhu who this guy was. He was too arrogant! Everyone here represented a faction. Wouldn't that be offending all the countries? Would he still want to live in the future? Nongzhu shook her head with a wry smile.
Furong's mouth turned into a circle. Although she did not know where these people came from, she was still shocked by Yue Qianchou's words.
As soon as he finished speaking, three people flashed out from the crowd almost at the same time. The three of them looked at each other in shock. Obviously, they did not expect such a coincidence. It seemed like they were really going to fight three against one. For a moment, they were stunned and felt a little embarrassed.
"It's okay, it's okay. I have always been a man of my word. My words are like water that has been spilled. Let's fight together!" Yue Qianchou's bellicose nature was completely stimulated. For a moment, he was full of fighting spirit and was ready to test the hard work he had put in all these years. To be honest, ever since he defeated two cultivators at the end of the Passing Calamity Stage, he had long looked down on ordinary cultivators. Fighting someone like Ding Wei was not satisfying at all.
However, he did not get too excited. He pointed at the storage bag on the coffee table and said, "Put down one million Upper Level Spirit Stones. Those who don't have Spirit Stones can go back."
Since he had said so, who would be polite with him? After seeing Yue Qianchou fight, the three of them were not confident that they could defeat him. However, as cultivators at the Passing Calamity Stage, if they did not stand up for him, they would not be able to raise their heads when they went back. They had no choice but to come out. Now, it was exactly what the three of them wanted.
A person in a blue robe walked over. Yue Qianchou's eyes narrowed slightly. This outfit was very familiar! Sure enough, the person said in a deep voice, "Xiushui Country's early Passing Calamity Stage cultivator, Yan Feng, seeks advice." Then, he bowed to the two Soul Formation Stage cultivators, took out a storage bag and placed it beside Wen Rui.
"Tuan Country's early Passing Calamity Stage cultivator, Wu Yankai seeks advice." A black-robed person also put down a storage bag.
"West Asian Country's early Passing Calamity Stage cultivator, Yuan Tonghai seeks advice." A grey-robed person also put down a storage bag like the previous two.
The three Passing Calamity Stage cultivators attacked together. This time, it was enough to make that kid suffer. The crowd cheered loudly. They all stood up and clamored, hoping that the three of them would make Yue Qianchou die a horrible death.
"It seems that there are still a few rich people." Yue Qianchou stood up in high spirits, thinking that he could fight to his heart's content.
Suddenly, a figure flashed in the middle of the group. Mi Rushan said expressionlessly, "Don't fight first. This is the Dayang Country's palace. It can't withstand your torment. Let's go somewhere else. Follow me." After saying that, he took the lead and flashed out of the hall, flying into the sky.
The few of them looked at each other, grabbed their own storage bags, and followed. Before Yue Qianchou left, he said to Furong and followed Senior Nongzhu.
The group of people dispersed, flashed out of the hall, and flew away like a swarm. In the blink of an eye, only Nongzhu, Wen Rui, Wen Bai, and Furong were left in the hall. There were also a dozen disciples from Guangguang Peak who were at a loss.
Wen Rui asked Nongzhu, "What should we do?" Nongzhu rubbed her hands and said with a smile, "This kid doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. He must have taken a strong medicine today. Let's go and take a look." After saying that, she grabbed Furong's hand and flew away. Wen Rui shook his head with a bitter smile and waved at Wen Bai. The two of them also followed.
The hall suddenly became empty. The tables and chairs were in a mess. The remaining Foundation Establishment disciples looked at each other.
The ordinary people in the palace didn't notice, but some cultivators noticed the group of people flying away. They didn't know what happened. On the various stages, the competition had already begun. Zhang Peng, who had just won a match with a few punches and kicks, also noticed the group of cultivators flying away. He wanted to follow them, but his master didn't allow him to. He could only hold back his anger and continue to compete with the ordinary people.
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