During the competition venue, Ye Qing kept retreating, while Murong Huaqing became more and more braver in the battle.
"It turned out to be a fool, and I thought it was so amazing."
Murong Huaqing did not forget to humiliate the other party while taking action.
But his words were not like this in Ye Qing's ears. Ye Qing obviously felt that Murong Huaqing's originally tense nerves began to relax, and he became more and more bold in his actions. It turned out that there were some defensive measures, but as the battle progressed, Murong Huaqing fought more and more smoothly, and had completely given up on defense.
Ye Qing smiled slightly, thinking that this moment was waiting for.
The steps that had originally retreated stopped suddenly, and a golden light shot out from his eyes.
Vajra Body!
A strong golden light suddenly emanated from Ye Qing's body, and a terrifying force emanated from around Ye Qing as the center.
Everyone on the stage felt that the golden light was dazzling, and then they could not see anything. Only a few powerful martial saints and Princess Lan Xue, who was a semi-saint, saw clearly the situation on the field.
Ye Qing waved his left hand and easily resolved Murong Huaqing's offensive, and then smashed his right fist into Murong Huaqing's chest.
Bang!
A clear voice came, and the King of Zhenbei felt that the punch seemed to hit him, and immediately stood up.
The King of Zhenbei wanted to intervene, but all this started suddenly and ended even faster. Murong Huaqing was already lying on the ground. Although he was not in danger of his life, his ribs were definitely broken a lot.
The golden light dissipated in the field, and everyone saw a person standing in the field, lying. Everyone's expression changed drastically because their judgment was wrong. Murong Huaqing, who was at the Martial Saint level, lay on the ground and was unconscious, obviously losing.
Everyone sighed and left one by one. Almost everyone lost money, so they looked depressed.
In the Holy Fire Empire, soul stones are currency. Because everyone is a cultivator, the importance of soul stones to cultivation is self-evident.
The guy at the beginning won a lot, but Princess Lan Xue bet on five top-quality soul stones. According to regulations, he would give Princess Lan Xue another twenty-five top-quality soul stones. This is not a small number.
Soul stones also have high or low levels. Starting from the lower-grade soul stone, there are medium-grade soul stones, top-grade soul stones and top-grade soul stones. For each level increase, its value will increase by a hundred times. That is, the price of a hundred low-grade soul stones is equal to a medium-grade soul stone.
There are more valuable soul crystals above the top-grade soul stones, which are hard to come by. They can help practice this bottleneck in the soul realm. They have always been something that has no market value. A very small soul crystal is equivalent to a thousand top-grade soul stones.
Ye Qing now has a few good soul crystals in his space ring, all of which were obtained from others. However, Ye Qing did not intend to use them, and he would give them to whoever needs them in the future.
The guy at the beginning gave Princess Lan Xue thirty top-quality soul stones, and then left with the remaining harvest with a smile.
The King of Zhenbei snorted coldly and left with his clothes.
Suddenly, several sounds of breaking through the air came, and three figures appeared in front of everyone in an instant.
Among the three were an old man and two young men in their twenties.
"Elder, that guy. This breath was teleported by Lei Hai before his death."
One of the young men pointed at Ye Qing in the field and said.
The old man immediately turned his attention to Ye Qing, and two substantial gazes shot at Ye Qing. He directly ignored the people around him, including King Zhenbei.
The three of them rushed straight to Ye Qing in the competition venue, and the old man led by him exuded a tremendous momentum, which made everyone dare not act rashly.
"Tianmen is doing business, and the idle people are waiting."
A young man shouted.
Hearing this sentence, the King of Zhenbei, who had originally looked dissatisfied, stopped and showed a solemn look on his face.
"Why did they come from the Tianmen among the seven gates? Was it targeted me?"
King Zhenbei thought that these three people were only here to capture their sons, but when he saw the three people leaving Ye Qing, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
The old man's cultivation level is similar to that of King Zhenbei, and he is all a demigod powerful man. However, King Zhenbei has just entered this realm and is definitely not as good as those who have been in the demigod realm for decades. For example, the Holy Fire Emperor, he is a strong man who has been in the demigod for decades.
The old man came to Ye Qing's side, and the power of his soul swept across Ye Qing's body.
"It turns out that there is the breath of the sea of thunder, it seems that it is you."
Hearing the old man's words, Ye Qing became more sure why they came. When he heard the young man claiming to be Tianmen, he knew that these people came for him. It seemed that the people in Tianmen were very efficient and came to him so quickly.
"Get it down for me."
The old man waved his hand and the two young men behind him rushed up.
These are two young men at the third level of Martial Saint, who are almost the same as Lei Hai in terms of strength. They are both elite disciples in the Tianmen. They are those who are focused on cultivating.
Ye Qing narrowed his eyes, and powerful power suddenly surged out of his body, and his fists affected these two martial saints' third-level masters.
Bang!
Ye Qing's attack contained a trace of thunder and lightning, which made the two young men's bodies numb and they immediately lost their flexible skills.
Bang bang!
Ye Qing waved his fists again, and the two figures flew backwards. All this happened too quickly, and even the old man at the demigod level did not react.
Seeing that the person he sent out returned in vain and was even defeated by the other party, the old man suddenly felt a burning face. It turned out that the three of them rushed over and reported the name of the Tianmen. He thought that the other party must have knelt down and begged for mercy. Unexpectedly, he dared to resist and knocked his two subordinates away.
"It turns out that I am a little powerful. It seems that the old guy, I haven't been out for too long. People outside have forgotten the reputation of my Blood Sword God."
As soon as he finished speaking, a blood-red sword appeared in the old man's hand.
When Ye Qing knew that he had met a strong man, he immediately stopped Princess Lan Xue with his eyes. In front of such a strong man, there is no use to one more person.
"Although you have good strength, it's not that easy to surrender me. Take action."
Ye Qing said coldly, and at the same time, golden light flashed across his body, ready for battle.
"Those who are ignorant are fearless, die."
A dazzling red light suddenly emanated from the old man's hand, and the blood-dropping sword in his hand suddenly turned into a blood dragon, roaring towards Ye Qing.
It was also a dragon, the old man used the power more than twice as powerful than the electric dragon in the thunder sea. Ye Qing felt an extremely dangerous aura from this blood dragon, and his heart was filled with twelve points.
"The sea of blood is endless!"
The old man's angry voice came, and a sea of blood immediately surrounded the entire competition venue.
"Killing Rules!"
Ye Qing was overjoyed. It seemed that the rules of this old man's cultivation were similar to those of the Blood Hand Wurong, but the old man's understanding of the rules was obviously deeper, and Ye Qing didn't want to give up this opportunity.
Although Ye Qing could not beat the old man, after understanding some spatial rules, Ye Qing became more proficient in using flash steps. It was definitely the best way to escape. However, after seeing the old man exerting the killing rules, Ye Qing decided to go with him.