Supreme Medicinal God

The inheritance of Chiyou bloodline obtained by Lan Ling'er is very different, just like Ye Feng's bloodline of the ancient archaic clan, which exceeds the scope of ordinary ancient martial arts.

The sword just now seemed to be groundbreaking.

The inheritance of the bloodline of Lan Ling'er and Chiyou requires a little fusion, and this sword only releases the power of Chiyou's bloodline.

Chi Lingyou emerged from Lan Ling'er's hand, sending out vigorous energy, and all of Nie Qingwu's flying knives were lifted into the air.

The sudden change shocked Nie Qingwu. At her moment of stun, Lan Ling'er's small hand waved violently, with a swift palm, and hit her on her shoulder.

Nie Qingwu only felt a tremendous force coming, she had to retreat backwards, remove the tremendous force, and dance with both hands, the flying knife that was flying back was recovered.

She unknowingly reached the edge of the ring.

The Chiyou Divine Sword in Lan Ling'er's hand, the red light spit out violently, and the sword was as fast as a meteor rushing to the moon, piercing Nie Qingwu as a chest.

Nie Qingwu wanted to contend with it. A flying knife slashed on the Chiyou Divine Sword, but it was torn apart by the red light, and fell on the ring with a local sound.

The flying blade made by Wannian Cold Iron was easily shredded by Chiyou Shenjian.

Nie Qingwu didn't dare to pick up Lan Ling'er's long sword, his whole body leaned back, only to find that there was nothing behind him.

Chiyou Excalibur is not only sharp, but also murderous, like the waves breaking on the shore, a huge wave rushed to Nie Qingwu.

Originally, he lost his center of gravity. Although he was not stabbed by Chiyou, it was lifted by the turbulence caused by it.

Lan Ling'er stood on the ring, his sword pointed at the ground, his head was raised and his chest was raised, and he looked coldly at Nie Qingwu under the stage.

Especially her pair of pupils, without the girl's clear spirit, without the original spirit spirit, I don't know if it was red by Jianguang, or changed its color, it was blood red.

Nie Qingwu looked terrified, and it was no longer Lan Ling'er standing on the ring, but a murderous god who was going to destroy the world.

Ye Feng also frowned slightly, and Lan Ling'er's qi and blood were strengthened by Chi You's bloodline, and her heart changed.

Lan Ling'er's eyes closed slightly, and the red glow of Chiyou Shenjian in his hand disappeared from his hand.

When she opened her eyes again, her pupils were filled with ancient and subtle light again, and she smiled and said to Nie Qingwu: "Sister Qingwu, I'm sorry, I forced you off the ring."

Knowing that Lan Ling'er was back to normal, Nie Qingwu was secretly surprised and smiled bitterly: "You didn't kill me, I'm thankful."

Several suzerains on the rostrum were also dumbfounded. When Blue Linger held the sword, the coercion exuded from it had already surpassed the realm of the prefecture level, and only the mid-level or above can contend with it, even the peak of the level. Row.

Strangely, when the long sword in Lan Ling'er's hand disappeared, the breath of uneasiness, fear, and chills disappeared.

Many people regard Lan Ling'er's sudden change as a morphing beast tactic.

Yue Zhuoqun shook his head with disdain: "The original disciples of the Huahua Palace will also use this transformation technique, and they also laugh at the disciples of my disciples, but the girls are like this, okay? It's cruel."

Chongxu Dao did not forget that he was ridiculed by Ye Feng just now, and quickly sneered in revenge: "Ye Sect Master, you really do whatever you want to be the first. Let a beautiful girl beast, she is overdrawing her blood."

Where do they know that Lan Ling'er is not a simple animal transformation, but the Chiyou bloodline in the body, which awakens Chiyou Shenjian, will have such a change.

Ye Feng was too lazy to explain: "You are only allowed to be veterinary, and we must not be transformed. No matter what you say, the champion of the prefecture-level group is my disciple of the Huagong Palace. The champion is also a disciple of our Huahua Palace. You must stay cool."

Yue Zhuoqun said with a smile: "It is not the champion of the Xuan-level group and the prefecture-level group. Only the competition of the realm after the heaven level can accurately reflect the true strength of a sect."

Zen Master Chi Kong couldn’t understand Ye Feng’s posture of a winner: "Amitabha, the ancient martial arts competition, in the final stage, the competition of the ancient martial arts above the level is the real strength competition. In the Ancient Wu Contest, who will die and who will fall in love will have to watch tomorrow's game."

Ye Feng smiled, pretending to have a sudden enlightenment: "Oh, tomorrow's ancient warrior game above the heaven level, which is the most manifest strength?"

Chongxu said long and coldly: "Yeah. The Xuan-level group and the prefecture-level group in front are just the opening remarks. The real finale will be tomorrow."

Ye Fengyang sat in his chair and asked leisurely, "How do you sing tomorrow's finale?"

As the host of the contest, Yue Zhuoqun cleared his throat and told Ye Feng the rules of the ancient warriors above the level.

"The competition adopts the challenge system. The five denominations and officials choose the strongest player in their own team. They are generally masters above the innate level. First draw a lot to be the challenger, accept the challenge from others, and lose out. The winner is still the champion, whoever is the champion will be the champion, that is, our ancient martial arts supremacy. Our ancient martial arts supremacy is Mr. Fang Cunshan’s Mr. Mo."

Everyone's eyes turned to Mr. Mo Da, some people respected, some were jealous, and some were disdainful.

Ye Feng smiled and said: "It turns out that the last Guwu Supreme was Mr. Mo Da. At first glance, Mr. Mo Da's momentum is much more powerful than those who are famous for their reputation. I did not look away."

Ye Feng boasted Mr. Mo Da, and ridiculed Yue Zhuoqun and the three of them with a reputation for fishing, and the expression on the faces of Yue Zhuoqun suddenly became somber.

Mentioning the name of his last Guwu Supreme, Mr. Mo Da had more glory on his face, and said with a smile: "Sect Master Ye laughed, that was because the masters gave me a chance to win the championship, but this Supreme I don’t dare to use the title of the name, there are people outside the ancient martial arts, there is a sky outside, the word supreme, I dare not dare to be."

Mr. Mo Da was right. He was indeed very low-key. Although he got the name of Gu Wu Zhi Zun, he never showed off in front of outsiders, and even mentioned it. If it were not for Yue Zhuoqun to mention Gu Wu Zhi Zun, Ye Feng did not know that it was Mr. Mo Da. .

Ye Feng continued to ask: "Sect Master Yue, what prizes did it become after the Ancient Wu Supreme?"

Yue Zhuoqun explained: "We are also called the supreme group competition, and the championship prize will be provided by each denomination according to the rules of the competition over the past years. Each sect will provide a prize. If you lose, you will contribute the prize. Add one point The prize must be a prize above the level of He Yi Dan, like Heavenly Spirit Pill and Earth Spirit Pill cannot be taken out."