Chapter 603, Zhu Peng went out of the customs and had a non-stop meeting

At this moment, she had a dark dagger in her hand. This weapon did not look powerful or sharp, but anyone present felt a terrible and deadly breath from it, because it was quenched with poison, and it was extremely terrible and poisonous - poisonous dragon Li Zhe himself The highly poisonous, even if it is among the practitioners who build the foundation, if they don't die, they will have to be scraped down three layers of skin.

What's more, Huo Qingman, who has exhausted his skills at this time.

Gong Hanying's body exuded a faint black and white light. The condensed Zhenyuan quickly concentrated on the short sword in his hand and glanced at Huo Qingman, who was still in the state of sword gas tornado and looked a little stiff. Gong Hanying stabbed out with a sharp sword. The dagger itself no longer needed her to kill and hurt. What she had to do It's just stabbing Huo Qingman, even if it's just the shallowest scratch to the other party...

Just out of the sword spirit tornado, Huo Qingman himself is a little stiff. Any sword style of vertical and horizontal killing is a fierce killing move created by Zhu Peng according to his own state. The stimulation and oppression of physical potential is close to the degree of metamorphosis. Ordinary practitioners use it randomly, which is almost tantamount to self-harm.

Huo Qingman did not faint directly after he used a sword. She was already full of her own potential. However, in the face of the straight-piercing dark dagger, she did not even have the ability to avoid it. She watched the sharp sword with strong corrosive poisonous gas, broke her body shield, and stabbed it directly.

However, at this critical moment, a dark purple and fiercely burning terrible light suddenly burst out in the back of the Blood Spirit Ridge. A terrible breath of extreme yin and extreme killing radiated on all sides, and the majestic purple fire went straight to the sky, and even stimulated the wind and clouds to change. Some Xueling practitioners with slightly weak cultivation and lack of courage were even shivering all over their bodies by this terrible energy.

This power that has no substance is just a flash of power that acts on people's hearts, but it brings great variables to the war situation on the ring. Gong Hanying has seen Zhu Peng's purple night killing in his early years, and it can be said that there is still a shadow in her heart. So at this time, a thrilling spirit, even the dagger in his hand, naturally slows down.

And Huo Qingman was just the opposite. When she was a child, she acted coquettishly in Zhu Peng's arms. That killing spirit was a reassuring force for her, and even brought her a full sense of security than her father's Raptor.

At this moment, the whole body's air machine was slightly stimulated by the fierce purple gas, and suddenly streamed from a scattered state. The stiff sword style in his hand naturally made the next variant of the sword gas tornado under the hidden traction of the purple night murderous atmosphere. After all, Huo Qingman has really seen the sword score of "Zhengjian Killing Sword". She is almost familiar with every move of the exquisite sword style in it, but under normal circumstances, it is difficult for her to use her cultivation.

The swordsman held with both hands naturally tilted and stabbed out with the inertia after the sword spirit tornado. The next moment, Huo Qingman and Gong Hanying staggered, and the faint blood flowers suddenly drifted away. A deep and long wound slowly bloomed at the jade neck of the palace cold shadow, just like a cold plum in the snow. Because of the white foil, it will appear more and more. Her hair was delicate and bright. She slowly turned around, covered the blood flowing from her neck, and then slowly fell to the ground in front of Huo Qingman.

"In the five-year final, Huo Qing won in Group A."

While the referee spoke, the medical staff quickly came to the stage. For practitioners, as long as the treatment is timely, not to mention the wound of cutting the throat, it is to cut off the head, and it is not an incurable wound. Of course, if the wound is eroded by a large number of different true elements, it is another matter.

"If you are unwilling, you have to fall down. The future is the stage between me and my brother. With a weak and slow existence like you, there is no need to continue for a long time.

Slowly, the sword was returned to the sheath coldly, and a faint black air enveloped his face. Huo Qingman only felt a numb feeling from his left arm, and then he could no longer feel the existence of this arm.

"The poison of the poisonous dragon elder is really bad. This is just being slightly cut open from the skin and flesh of her arms..." In such words, Huo Qing fell directly. In fact, she was weaker than Gong Hanying. The reason why she could win was that she stood longer than Gong Hanying.

"Wow!? My Xiaoqingman grew up and actually won the first place in the five-year big win, but his technique was a little cruel. He actually cut off Miss Han Ying's neck more than half of her neck. Tut, I'm sorry, Elder Li, it's my teaching incompetence, which made Miss Han Ying suffer. While sighing, he apologized. In the main hall of the conference room, Zhu Peng, who broke through the barrier, was looking at a copied water mirror painting, which was the whole story of Huo Qingman and Gong Hanying.

In addition to him, the high-level officials of the whole Blood Spirit Ridge are also gathered here, and the three elders of the Blood Spirit Ridge, Su Xin, Li Zhe and Zhu Yun, have been promoted to the foundation period.

There are also Zhu Tiekui of the prime generation, Su Yu and Zhu Sansan of the young generation. As for Su Wenshe and Su Yu's aunt Su Qing, she is still in retreat. Su Qing is not very clear about how Su Qing is, but Su Wenshe Zhu Peng understands it.

If he does not push his potential to the limit, he will never easily build a foundation. The extreme degree of Su Wenshe's practice is very similar to that of Zhu Peng. He does not hit the south wall and does not look back. Even if he hits the south wall, it is estimated that if the "south wall" is not thick, he will break through the "south wall".

But Zhu Peng cheated his teacher with a foundation elixir. Unless he can get rid of the fatal ** of the foundation elixir with great perseverance, Su Wenshe will be exhausted and can't think of making nine turns, and he will be forced to exert his cultivation potential in an all-round way.

In addition to these masters who originally belonged to the foundation-building masters of the Blood ridge, because of the sale and distribution of the foundation-building elixir in the past two years, there are several more master-building masters who do not belong to the blood-based ridge in this large conference room, but they are far from being far from the strong men of the blood ridge in quality or quantity, and they are more hidden from each other. Mutual suspicion, so the blood spirit is very generous to inhale them into the core class. While calming their hearts, it also puts them in front of them and limits the possibility of doing small actions.

"Compared with the light and serious injury of Han Ying, the interests of the Blood Spirit are more important, and since he has been in the ring for five years, it is equivalent to giving up all his identity advantages. Whether it is defeat or death, it is fate. No matter what I do, I will not blame the priest for this." Speaking of this, the poisonous dragon Li Zhe paused for a moment.

Then, he stared at Zhu Peng with a strange look and whispered, "Priest, if I don't feel wrong, you are in the late stage of the foundation, right?" A word made the room quiet. Except for a few people such as Zhu Yun, Zhu Tie Kai and Su Xin, almost all the monks present changed their faces. The reason is very simple. Almost without exception, they are all new to the level of building a foundation. In the current era, such a cultivation progress can be called a person who calls the wind and rain to become immortals as ancestors, even if they take advantage of the auxiliary skills of building a foundation. At this moment, when this group of "one-party figures" suddenly hear that someone is already building a high level of foundation, they will naturally be shocked, envious, jealous and hateful.

And Zhu Yun has no color change because he is already in the middle of foundation building. In addition, his keen sword heart can faintly sense the progress of Zhu Peng's practice. Naturally, he will not feel too surprised. Zhu Tiejia has already known Zhu Peng's progress of practice. At this time, drinking tea to cover his face, and he looks very proud.

As for Su Xin, who has just stabilized his cultivation and has just been out of the customs for a few years, he can neither feel the progress of Zhu Peng's cultivation nor his direct relatives. The reason why he can change his expression is that the joy and anger of the quality of politicians is invisible. At this time, he saw his calm face, but Zhu Peng noticed that his hand under the table. The palm gradually clenched - Li Zhe felt the progress of Zhu Peng's practice. Among the three elders, he was the only one who could not feel it. This is not a disguised explanation that the surname Su, who used to be the ruler of the blood mountain, is gradually changing from the original strongest to today's 'weakest'.

The changes in the face of everyone present swept into his eyes. Zhu Peng was not talkative and directly exploded his true yuan as a monk in the later stage of the foundation. His hard work for more than eight years was not in vain. On the one hand, Zhu Peng was willing to work hard, and his cultivation was extremely strong and solid. In addition, the best external conditions were made from blood. Provided by Souling, the best practice elixir is 'provided' by the treasure pavilion in the past. These factors come together and naturally make him achieve amazing results.

The rising aura like the abyss came out, and almost all the practitioners present had a terrible feeling of Mount Tai hanging above his head. Fortunately, Zhu Peng just let it go. Otherwise, if he had malice and oppressed him for a long time, he might have a long-term psychological impact on several practitioners with a slightly weak foundation. It greatly limits its speed and breakthrough in the future.

"Well, let's talk about the topic of my practice level first. We still have many important resolutions to make today. I hope that all the Taoist friends present can give reasonable suggestions corresponding to the topic. After all, everyone is the elder of my Blood Spirit Ridge. The Blood Spirit Ridge is strong, so that everyone's interests will not be infringed. If the Blood Spirit Ridge declines, you here will not only die, but also lose a lot of convenience and rights and interests. You can say so.

While speaking, Zhu Peng took over some of the most important pending resolutions from Zhu Sansan's hand, and then said as the chairman of the meeting: "First of all, it is about the issue of rotation. The status of a foundation-building monk is noble, and the appearance fee is also both high and expensive, so that there is no promotion of sufficient interests. Everyone would rather hide and retreat. I don't want to contribute to the Blood Spirit Ridge and the Blood Spirit City. Those methods don't work..."

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