Because Yicheng was from Qingchuan Villa, no one else moved their bodies.

When Situ Lei saw that Yan Qiuming had actually walked over, he was surprised and said to Song Yi beside him, "When did this guy become so polite? Who is that boy from Qingchuan Courtyard?"

Song Yi shook his head. Although he didn't know clearly, he knew that Yicheng was definitely not simple. How could he be an ordinary person if he could make that lunatic take him so seriously?

Yan Qiuming had already arrived at Yi Cheng's side at this time, with a rare smile on his face, "Senior Brother Yi, you are fine!"

When Yicheng heard Yan Qiuming's voice, he looked back. Although he was a little surprised, he still said kindly: "It turns out to be Senior Brother Yan. Long time no see!"

When Lin Mei and the other three heard the conversation between the two, they all looked at Yi Cheng in surprise, who among you is the senior brother?

Madman Yan's reputation is very resounding in the Alchemy Sect. Even the other guys in the sect who are comparable in strength to him do not make Madman Yan so polite.

Several people who originally wanted to compete with Yicheng now felt a little withdrawn.

What surprised a few people was that after Yan Qiuming greeted Yicheng, he also said hello to them.

Although there is no conflict between Qingchuan Courtyard and Yanyun Courtyard where Yan Qiuming lives, the people of Yanyun Courtyard have always maintained neutrality.

Now he actually takes the initiative to say hello to the monks from the Qingchuan monastery. This is so unusual.

But the shock for a few people was not over yet.

Fei Yang had also come over from the other side of the ring at this time, and greeted Yicheng just like Yan Qiuming.

Fei Yang's strength is somewhat different from that of Yan Qiuming. He can be ranked in the top ten among the younger generation at most, but he is the descendant of Elder Fei of Tiancang Villa.

What makes these two people get together with Qingchuan Villa and not shy away from other people?

Situ Lei and Song Yi both frowned deeply.

Qingchuan Villa has been at the bottom three times in a row, and as long as they are at the bottom again this time, Qingchuan Villa will be removed from the list.

For this day, several other major villas have been preparing for countless years. When they saw that they were done, the situation in front of them really made them a little confused.

Seeing Yan Qiuming and Fei Yang walking up, Situ Lei's faces darkened.

Situ Lei looked at Yan Qiuming and said with some displeasure, "Crazy Yan, what do you mean?"

Yan Qiuming didn't care, "What do you mean?"

Seeing Yan Qiu Ming pretending to be confused, Song Yi was also a little angry, "Humph, everyone knows this kind of thing, why bother to say it out loud? I'm just curious, what benefits did Qingchuan give you, so that you can be with Qingchuan Villa?"

Stand together!"

Yan Qiuming's expression also changed slightly at this time. It was not like he was on bad terms with Yi Cheng, but at the same time, he did not want to participate in the fight between the two parties.

"Qingchuan Villa has not given us any benefits, and we do not stand with Qingchuan Villa, but our ancestors have repeatedly told me not to be enemies with Yicheng, and to try to have a good relationship with him as much as possible.

So, think about it yourself!"

After Yan Qiuming finished speaking, Fei Yang also echoed. Apparently their old man also gave the same explanation.

"Yicheng?"

Situ Lei seemed to be very unfamiliar with this name.

Song Yi didn't pay attention to this matter and looked at others.

However, among this group of more than a dozen people, there are always one or two people who know some information.

Soon the matter of Yicheng's murder outside Xiangyun City was revealed.

But Situ Lei had a look of disdain on his face, "Huh, you actually believe this kind of hearsay and exaggerated thing!"

Everyone around him had this attitude at this time, but Fei Yang curled his lips with some disdain, "Hey, what are you hearing about? I saw this with my own eyes, and Madman Yan also saw it. If you don't believe me, ask him!"

Hearing this, several people's eyes turned to Yan Qiuming.

Yan Qiuming nodded, then said nothing and looked towards the ring.

The arena has entered a fever pitch, and Zhou Zheng's attacks are fierce and powerful, with astonishing momentum.

However, he only had the advantage and was always unable to break through the extended defense.

The situation seems to be getting worse and worse for Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng naturally realized that he had been attacking. After such a long time, his consumption was naturally much higher than that of his opponent.

When he realized this, it was too late and Yan Yan had already launched a counterattack.

Zhou Zheng's spear thrust out. This time, Yanzhan did not continue to block, but stretched out his hand to grasp the tip of the spear in his hand.

The extended gloves are made of extraordinary material and are not damaged at all by the sharp spear tip.

One of the two men held the tip of the gun, and the other held the barrel of the gun, unable to hold on.

At this time, we can only see whose immortal essence is stronger.

"Senior Brother Zhou seems to be in some danger!" Nan Rong said to Yicheng with a worried look.

Yicheng nodded. He naturally knew this, but according to Yicheng's estimation, Zhou Zheng had no chance of winning. "If he is willing to take risks and give up his weapons now, he still has a chance!"

"It's too risky to give up weapons. Without weapons, he will be at a disadvantage!" Nan Rong was worried.

Yicheng smiled slightly and said nothing more.

In a life-and-death fight, only a glimmer of hope can be gained.

A monk like Zhou Zheng who rarely wanders on the edge of life and death would probably not take the risk.

As Yicheng expected, Zhou Zheng saw that he had no chance of winning. Although he did not admit defeat, he had no intention of resisting and was just waiting to accept defeat.

A coldness flashed in Yanzhan's eyes, and he exerted force with his left hand holding the tip of the gun, and the extremely hard sixth-level magic weapon broke with a click.

After the spear tip broke, it turned into a black light and shot toward Zhou Zheng's dantian!

Yicheng did not expect this scene. It was just a competition between fellow disciples. Even if there was a festival, he would not kill him.

But this scene, seemingly unexpected, actually has a hint of conspiracy.

At this time, Yicheng couldn't think too much and shouted to Zhou Zheng, "Be careful!"

At the same time, he had turned into a flying dragon and jumped onto the ring.

However, the distance between Yicheng and Zhou Zheng was not short, and it was impossible to stop him before the tip of the spear hit Zhou Zheng.

At this time, Yicheng didn't care whether he would hurt Zhou Zheng. A sharp stream of immortal energy surged out and punched Zhou Zheng.

"Bang!"

Zhou Zheng's pupils shrank, and the spear tip flew so fast that he had forgotten to dodge.

But just as the tip of the spear penetrated his armor and pierced his abdomen, a powerful force surged from the side and pushed him out.

The five-inch spear tip was also affected by the thrust. It just made a cut in Zhou Zheng's abdomen and fell to the ground.

However, the fist that Yicheng just punched was not light, and Zhou Zheng vomited three mouthfuls of blood as he flew out.

"Senior Brother Zhou!"

Lin Mei and Wang Weinanrong also ran onto the ring at this time and helped Zhou Zheng up from the ground.

Although Zhou Zheng was seriously injured, at least his Dantian was intact and he recovered within a few days of rest.

Everyone in the field looked at Yan Yan, and they were all wondering, was this an accident or a plan?

"Ah, this...how could this happen? Senior Brother Zhou, are you okay? I didn't control my strength just now and almost accidentally injured Senior Brother Zhou. I'm really sorry!"

Yicheng squinted his eyes. Yan Yan's attitude did not seem to be intentional, and the fact that the sixth-level immortal weapon would break was indeed beyond everyone's expectations. Ordinarily Yan Yan did not have such ability!

"You bastard, you missed me. Can you just say sorry and be done with it?" Lin Mei was so angry that she drew out her sword and was about to attack Yan Zhan.

However, Yanzhan showed no intention of resisting and still replied with an apologetic face.

Yicheng sighed: Maybe it was an accident, but Zhou Zheng's immortal weapon was a little too inferior, right?

He looked at the two broken parts of the gun barrel and the gun tip.

The next moment, Yicheng's brows couldn't help but frown, he stretched out his hand and sucked, and the tip of the gun reappeared in Yicheng's hand.

"Haha, accident, misunderstanding, what a wonderful misunderstanding!"

Yi Cheng sneered and walked step by step towards Yan Yan who was still defending.

As if feeling the killing intent coming from Yicheng, Yanzhan quickly turned around and looked at Yicheng.

When he saw Yicheng holding the weapon that Zhou Zheng had just given in his hand, Yanzhang seemed a little unnatural.

But he didn't show any abnormality, and he raised his hands to Yicheng and said, "This senior brother is very skilled. Thanks to senior brother for taking action just now, otherwise I would have accidentally injured senior brother Zhou!"

Yicheng continued to walk step by step, while looking at Yanzhan's eyes, he said coldly: "Accidental injury? Is it really an accidental injury?"

"This... is of course an accidental injury. Otherwise, how could I, a golden immortal, break a sixth-level immortal weapon with just my hands?"

This is indeed a good reason. The monks watching below are all asking themselves at this time, none of them can break the sixth-level immortal weapon.

But Yicheng said disdainfully: "With your strength, even if you reach the level of Xuanxian, you can't break the sixth level of immortal weapons, but..."

Yicheng paused for a moment, then looked at his extended hands and said, "Your pair of gloves is pretty good. Show it to me, and let me see the rumored finger-wrap-around gloves!"

"Zhirou? Senior brother, you, what are you talking about, why can't I understand it?"

Yanzhan unconsciously retracted his hands behind him, but Yicheng stepped forward unceremoniously and grabbed Yanzhan's shoulders.
To be continued...