At the beginning, everyone around them was guessing when Ye Xiong would lose; after Ye Xiong took action, they were guessing who would win and who would lose; now, what they have to consider is when Yan Qianshui will lose?
Yan Qianshui is obviously a disciple in the later stage of Foundation Establishment, and a disciple of Baicao Sect.
Ye Xiong was just a disciple of Wan Buddhism who had started for less than half a year, and he was only in the middle stage of foundation building.
Now it feels like Yan Qianshui is being beaten and doesn't even have the courage to fight back.
Ye Xiong held the red sword, like a god of fire descending to earth. Wherever he passed, the surrounding area burst into flames.
Under the powerful force, Yan Qianshui could only dodge in embarrassment. He was still fighting back at first, but found that the opponent's flaming sword light could burn almost nothing and was invincible, so he directly chose to escape.
His realm is higher than that of his opponent. Although he is not as good as his opponent in every aspect, his body skills are not inferior to his opponent's.
He decided to drain the opponent's energy first, and then slowly counterattack.
The opponent's attack is so powerful that it cannot be sustained for long.
After attacking for a few minutes, Ye Xiong suddenly stopped, and Yan Qianshui also stopped.
He transformed from a real ape and returned to his normal form.
Everyone in the audience looked at him in confusion, wondering if he had run out of energy?
Yan Qianshui couldn't help but laugh. He felt that he was really a genius. The opponent's energy had indeed been exhausted. Now was the time for him to counterattack.
"King Jiangnan, are you out of energy?" Yan Qianshui burst out laughing and said, "It doesn't matter how powerful your attack is, the realm is fragile. As long as I escape your fierce attack, you will definitely be defeated."
"Poor man, he doesn't even know how to die."
Ye Xiong sneered and took out a formation plate from his body.
Whoosh whoosh!
Continuous formation flags flew up from the ground, trapping Yan Qianshui tightly.
"This is..." Yan Qianshui's expression changed drastically.
"This is the easiest way to defeat you."
Ye Xiong sneered and began to control the mini flags on the array plate.
Suddenly, the formation flag in mid-air began to burn, swallowing up the smoke and water in an instant.
Yan Qianshui attacked the formation desperately, trying to escape.
It's a pity that the Yanluo Nine Heavens Formation is Ye Xiong's most powerful magical power now. Now that he has advanced to the middle stage of foundation building, his strength has greatly increased. How can it be so easy for him to kill him?
A moment later, bursts of screams came from the formation, and Yan Qianshui was burned until he screamed and screamed in agony.
"King Jiangnan, if you dare to kill me, Baicaomen will definitely avenge me."
"Stop it now. Even if I die, you will never have an easy time."
"King Jiangnan, please, let me go."
"I know I was wrong, please, brother."
Yan Qianshui was very stubborn at first, but as the burn area on his body became larger and larger, he could no longer hold back and beg for mercy.
How could the disciples of Baicao Sect watch their fellow disciples being killed and take action at the same time, preparing to attack Ye Xiong?
Wan Fu and three people took action at the same time and stood in front of them.
"If you want to save people, you have to go through our hurdle first." Dora said loudly.
The war was about to break out. At this moment, Ye Xiong suddenly raised his hand, and the flames in the Yanluo Nine Heavens Formation slowly disappeared.
However, the ten formation flags are still suspended in the air, and another wave of attacks can be launched at any time.
Yan Qianshui's figure also appeared, staggering in mid-air, unable to even stay in the air, and fell from mid-air.
At this time, his clothes were all covered with burn marks, there were still flames burning in some places, and his face was black.
All the long hair that he was proud of was burned away, turning him into a bald man, looking so embarrassed that he couldn't describe it.
"How about it? Do you still dare to compete with us for a seat?" Ye Xiong asked coldly.
Yan Qianshui gritted his teeth. At this moment, he was completely embarrassed.
In order to survive, he had no choice but to reply: "The seat is yours."
"I can't hear what you said."
"I said, the seat is yours." Yan Qianshui repeated.
"If I had said this earlier, I wouldn't have been so embarrassed." Ye Xiong looked at his burned-bare head and said: "What a beautiful hair, just gone like this. Anyway, the hair is gone, why not join our Ten Thousand Buddhas?
You don’t even need to shave.”
There was a roar of laughter from the audience.
In this battle, Yan Qianshui's face was completely lost.
"Let's go eat. No one is competing with us for the table now. The food is almost cold."
Ye Xiong took Murong Ruyin and three others back to the Laikelou Hotel and continued eating.
The onlookers came back one after another, looking at him with shock in their eyes.
In this battle, Ye Xiong completely established Wan Buddhism's reputation.
"Elder brother, why didn't you kill that guy just now?" Dora couldn't help but ask: "For a guy like him, humiliating him severely and then killing him is the best punishment."
"Teaching him a lesson is just a conflict between disciples. The Baicao Sect will not cause trouble to me. If I kill him, the Baicao Sect will definitely not let me go." Ye Xiong has already had enough troubles, and he doesn't want to cause any more trouble.
More trouble.
"Isn't it just a Baicaomen? What are you afraid of? It won't be a matter of minutes to destroy them." Dora said arrogantly.
"You think everyone is like you, with such a strong background, and killing people for no reason is never a good thing." Murong Ruyin said.
"I think Senior Brother did the right thing and just taught him a lesson. Killing is not good after all." Duan Fei also said.
"Everyone, hurry up and eat. Rest here for one night and then go on your way tomorrow."
The four of them had just finished their meal when suddenly a graceful figure came over. It was the boss Luo Furong.
"How many rooms do you want so I can prepare them?" Luo Furong asked.
Luo Furong's attitude was obviously different, and her eyes lit up. It was obvious that Ye Xiong's strength had conquered her.
"Just give us two rooms." Ye Xiong replied.
"Why are there two rooms, not three?" Dora said anxiously: "Elder brother, I don't want to share a room with Duan Fei."
"You and Ruyin share a room, and Duan Fei and I share a room. If not two rooms, how many rooms would it be?" Ye Xiong asked.
"I thought you were in the same room as Ruyin!" Dora chuckled.
Ye Xiong rolled his eyes at her, this girl's mind was full of thoughts.
"Boss Luo, thank you very much."
"You're welcome, I like you kid."
Luo Furong laughed, turned and left.
In the blink of an eye, night falls.
Luo Furong's apartment for four people is arranged in rows. It is on the fifth floor and has two adjacent rooms. The environment is good.
Ye Xiong was even more certain that Luo Furong must have something to do with Master Jinpeng.
"Duan Fei, watch your senior brother carefully and don't let him go out and fool around." Dora suddenly said when entering the room.
Ye Xiong raised his hand to beat him, but Dora was so frightened that he ran in quickly.
After returning to the room, Murong Ruyin asked: "Xiaoduo, which bed do you sleep on?"
The other party said she was a princess, with a delicate body, and Murong Ruyin wanted to be generous to her.
Moreover, she hoped that Ye Xiong could have a good relationship with Dora. If he could become good friends with Dora, it would be equivalent to having the King of the Western Region as his backer, which would be very beneficial to Ye Xiong's development.
"I'll sleep here!" Dora said, pointing to a bed next to the wall.