The last remaining disciple of the Divine Sword Sect was blocked by Lu Qingfeng. His body that was rolling and crawling immediately stood up. Knowing that there was no hope of escaping in the face of Lu Qingfeng, he simply stopped running away.
After listening to Lu Qingfeng's words, this person's panic calmed down. He looked at Lu Qingfeng and said with a trembling tone: "Lu Qingfeng, I know I can't escape, please kill me!"
After the disciple finished speaking, the long sword in his hand hung down, and he already assumed a posture of waiting for death. Facing a person who no longer resisted, Lu Qingfeng had no idea for a moment.
Lu Qingfeng looked at this person for a while, and then said: "If you hand over the two gold medals, the temple will automatically teleport you out. This way you can save your life, otherwise you will die. There are two ways, you think about it.
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If they can live, no one will take the initiative to choose death. As a high-level monk, and also a super genius monk, he has practiced hard for decades, and his cultivation is hard-won. Such people cherish life even more
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This disciple of the Divine Sword Sect did not hesitate and said directly to Lu Qingfeng: "Lu Qingfeng, even if you let me go, I will not be grateful to you. You have killed so many elders and supreme elders of my Divine Sword Sect.
Every disciple of my Divine Sword Sect has remembered this great revenge. Sooner or later, we will seek revenge on you."
When Lu Qingfeng heard this, he immediately smiled and said: "Very good, you still have some backbone. Even though I said these things to you today, I really won't kill you. I'll wait for the day when you seek revenge from me. Okay, hurry up."
Click to hand over the two gold medals! After handing over the gold medals, you can be teleported out by Qian Palace."
After listening to Lu Qingfeng's words, the man quickly concentrated his spiritual power on his Dantian. In the blink of an eye, two gold medals, one large and one small, appeared in his hand, and he reached out and handed them to Lu Qingfeng.
The moment Lu Qingfeng took the two gold medals from this man's hand, the space around this man's body was distorted. Within a few seconds, this man disappeared in front of Lu Qingfeng.
Just when all the 70,000 competing monks entered the Qian Hall, there were rows of seats in a huge room in the Kun Hall. A rough count of nearly a thousand people was sitting here.
Dozens of huge light curtains were suspended in mid-air in front of these people. Each light curtain showed a clear image of a corner of the Qian Palace. Now, these nearly a thousand people were watching the different scenes with great interest.
There are only seven people sitting in the first row. The one sitting on the far right is a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe. This person is Lei Ming, the master of the Antarctic Thunder Temple. At this time, his eyes are looking at these light curtains.
He kept wandering around, carefully searching for traces of Lu Qinghu.
Sitting on the far left is a young woman wearing an ice blue dress. If you look closely, you can see that this woman is only in her thirties. This person is Bing Qian, the master of the Ice and Snow Temple of the Arctic Continent. She is the same as Lei Ming.
, searching for the figure of his beloved disciple Lu Qingxia.
The person next to Lei Ming is a middle-aged man wearing a blue gown. If Lu Qingfeng sees this person, he will definitely recognize him immediately. This person is the Lord Qingmu, the master of the East Meteor Temple. Next to Bing Qian is
The middle-aged man wearing an aqua blue gown is Shui Wuyang, the master of the Northern Meteor Temple.
Next to Lord Qingmu is a middle-aged man wearing a silver-white gown. This person is Jin Wuren, the master of the South Meteor Temple. Next to Shui Wuyang is a middle-aged man wearing a red gown.
He is the master of the West Meteor Temple, named Huo Yanyan.
Sitting in the middle is a middle-aged man wearing a khaki gown. This man is the master of the Zhongyue Temple. His name is Fang Yu. He is also the head of the seven major temple masters. Judging from his cultivation, he is the Ancestral God. On a small scale, the other six people have cultivation levels ranging from the middle to the late stage of the Divine Lord.
Behind these seven meteorite bosses, there were hundreds of elders from the seven major temples. Their eyes were fixed on the largest light curtain in the middle.
A large body of water appeared on this light screen, with an island in the middle. After a while, a person was seen rushing out of the water, and then the person standing on the top of the mountain was seen rushing down the mountain.
These scenes are all true portrayals of Lu Qingfeng when he first entered Qian Palace. These big guys were watching with great interest the scene of Lu Qingfeng killing the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect.
Fang Yu, the master of the Zhongyu Temple, stared at the light screen and smiled with interest: "I have seen the image of this young man. His name is Lu Qingfeng, and he is a monk from the East Meteorite Continent. It seems that he will be the first to get The gold medalist."
Fang Yu stared at the image for a moment, then suddenly showed a look of surprise. He couldn't help but let out a light sigh and said, "This Lu Qingfeng is so weird. Why is he hiding his soul aura?"
In this image hall, the person who knows Lu Qingfeng best is Qingyang, the master of the Eastern Meteor Temple. When Lu Qingfeng killed Shui Wuhen, Qingyang Shenjun was about to kill Lu Qingfeng, and was finally killed by the Lake of Freedom. Zhu Hai Wuya stopped him and claimed that Lu Qingfeng was his master. Only then did Qingyang Shenjun know Lu Qingfeng's true identity.
After so many years, Lord Qingyang always kept Hai Wuya's warning in mind and never revealed Lu Qingfeng's identity to anyone. When Fang Yu mentioned Lu Qingfeng, Qingyang just smiled lightly.
After the scene of Lu Qingfeng ended, Fang Yu leaned forward and smiled at Qingyang Divine Lord: "Qingyang, Lu Qingfeng is your person from Dongyun Divine Continent, so you must know more about him! "
Qingyang Divine Lord chuckled and said: "This Lu Qingfeng is very impressive. With his cultivation at the peak of the True Realm, he can easily kill the strong men in the middle stage of Divine Lord. Even for a late Divine Lord like me, it is easy to defeat him. But it is absolutely impossible to kill him."
"Haha, this Lu Qingfeng is really amazing. It seems that our Rising Stars finals will be interesting this time. I'm really looking forward to him."
After Fang Yu finished speaking, he looked at Lei Ming, the master of Thunder Temple, and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Lei Ming, I heard that your mantle has been passed on to a disciple named Lu Qinghu, and he is also the second brother of Lu Qingfeng. Is this the case? ?”
Lei Ming has a fiery personality and is gentle to everyone except Bing Qian. Hearing Fang Yu talk about his proud disciple, a look of pride appeared on his face.
"Fellow Taoist Fang Yu is right. This disciple of mine is Lu Qingfeng's second younger brother, and his current real strength is directly on par with that of his eldest brother."
While these big guys were discussing, the screen of the light screen changed instantly, and an ice peak appeared on the light screen. On the top of the ice, stood a young woman wearing an ice blue dress.
I saw this woman holding a sword of ice and snow, and she was facing off with a young man wearing a black tight-fitting suit at the bottom of the ice peak.
The ice peak was ten thousand feet high, but it could not block the sight of the two of them. The two of them stared at each other for a long time, neither of them had any intention of fighting to the death.
After a while, I heard the person at the bottom of the ice peak laughing loudly: "You must be Lu Qingxia! You are indeed as beautiful as a flower like the legend, but don't expect me to show mercy. Your elder brother Lu Qingfeng has a big feud with my Zhan family. Today,
It's up to you to pay off his debt."
"The Zhan family? The first family in Zhongyun Shenzhou. I just don't know if your family is worthy of the name of the first family after my eldest brother killed many powerful members of your Zhan family."
It turned out that the person who challenged Lu Qingxia was a disciple of the Zhan family, who was also at the peak of the Zhenzhen realm. However, this person's real strength was much worse than Ma Dingjun.
"Whether my Zhan family is worthy of the first family or not is not up to you. Now I, Zhan Dingjun, will kill you first so that Lu Qingfeng can also enjoy the pain of losing a loved one."
Lu Qingxia sneered and said: "Your tone is quite serious. Are all the Zhan family just like you? If this is the case, your Zhan family will not be far away from being exterminated."
Zhan Dingjun also sneered and said: "I will destroy the Zhan family without you having to worry about it. Even if it is true as you said, you will not see this day, because I will kill you now."
After Zhan Dingjun finished speaking, he held a long sword in his hand, jumped up, and rushed straight towards Lu Qingxia who was standing on the top of the ice peak. Lu Qingxia moved faster, and before Zhan Dingjun could finish his words, she had already disappeared on the top of the ice peak.
The two of them appeared at the same time halfway up Bingfeng, and Lu Qingxia rushed forward first, extending her ice and snow sword straight towards Zhan Dingjun.
Lu Qingxia's attack speed was only slightly slower than Lu Qingfeng's, and basically the same as Lu Qinghu's. The ice and snow sword energy penetrated Changhong. Zhan Dingjun didn't even have time to block it, and could only barely dodge to one side of his body.
There was a hissing sound of the fabric tearing. Zhan Dingjun's left sleeve was blown away by the Ice and Snow Divine Sword, and his left arm was directly exposed. Zhan Dingjun was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
Lu Qingxia's sword flew away, and she immediately performed short-distance teleportation. With a flip of her wrist, the Ice and Snow Divine Sword slashed diagonally downward from Zhan Dingjun's left shoulder. Zhan Dingjun was unable to dodge, and his lower abdomen was cut open by the Ice and Snow Divine Sword. Blood immediately flowed out.
Shooting out.
The second sword was successful, Lu Qingxia's footsteps slid forward, and the Ice and Snow Divine Sword was raised from bottom to top. Zhan Dingjun's lower abdomen was once again cut with a one-foot-long hole. Looking at Zhan Dingjun at this time, Lu Qingxia's abdomen was slashed continuously.
Two swords, the wounds were in the shape of a cross, and the abdominal muscles were turned outwards, looking very scary and ferocious.
"Zhan Dingjun, don't you want to avenge the dead people of the Zhan family? If you have the strength, I will help you. If not, you might as well die."
Being hit by Lu Qingxia twice in a row, Zhan Dingjun was stunned, and the expression on his face became ferocious. At this point, he had fallen into a disadvantage, and it had become a dream to reverse the decline.
Zhan Dingjun gritted his teeth suddenly and said: "Lu Qingxia, since you want to kill me, then we can die together."
At a disadvantage, Zhan Dingjun was not afraid at all. He held the long sword in his hand and stabbed at Lu Qingxia like crazy. All his divine power was concentrated on the long sword, and a dazzling light flashed on the sword body, and in the blink of an eye, Lu Qingxia was there.
between the eyebrows.
Lu Qingxia calmly and quickly dodges to the right. The Ice and Snow Divine Sword was instantly covered with a layer of biting frost, and she also stabbed Zhan Dingjun between the eyebrows.