Supreme Medicinal God

Taiyimen had long been together with Shangqingmen, and Elder Lu looked indifferent: "The ancient martial arts contests can use beastification, demonizing such exercises to enhance their skills. This was all discussed by the six major schools together. There is no violation of the rule."

Worried that Ye Feng will be injured by the demonized Dao Chongxu, Jiang Yixue reasoned: "Chongxu Dao uses blood demon skills to enhance his skills, just like athletes taking stimulants at the Olympic Games, he must be retired."

Elder Lu smiled evilly: "Little sister, you are talking about the Olympics. We are the ancient martial arts competition here. We don't have the same style. We are allowed here."

There was no way to complain, and Jiang Yixue and many disciples at Yihuagong were depressed.

Sisters Jiang Yuxin and Lan Linger enlightened the construction: "Relax, sister, even if the old man uses magic to enhance his skills, Brother Ye Feng can win him."

"Sister Xue, don't worry. Brother Ye Feng hasn't seen anything? Let's wait for the good news of his victory."

Seeing her sister and Lan Ling'er so optimistic, Jiang Yixue also had more confidence and cheered for Ye Feng: "Ye Feng cheers."

"Sovereign cheer."

The blood in the pupil of Chongxu Dao gradually faded away, and the wounds just stabbed in the flying sword did not heal quickly. The blood continued to ooze outward, and a painful expression appeared on his face.

The effect of blood demon power is not long, it can only stimulate the body in a short time, and overdraw the power. Over time, this stimulation will disappear, and the physical strength and power will be seriously reduced.

No need to use Ye Feng's shot at all, Chong Xu Dao suddenly twitched and fell to the ground, his eyes closed, his face like gold paper.

This is the side effect of Blood Demon Gong. With severe blood loss and loss of Blood Demon Gong's support, Chongxu Dao finally couldn't hold down.

Zhao Yizhi hurried to the arena and took the pulse for Chongxu Daochang. After one minute, he shook his head: "Chongxu Daochang, the internal force is too powerful, he suffered the backlash of blood demon power, the meridian was destroyed, the whole body The skill is lost and it becomes a waste."

Several disciples of the Shangqing door lifted Chongxu Dao on a stretcher, and Du Zhong sneered: "This is called self-reliance, this kind of person is not worthy of pity."

The last final challenge ended, Ye Feng deservedly made the Ancient Wu Supreme.

Du Zhong and Mr. Mo Da gathered around, and Du Zhong smiled and said: "Congratulations to Brother Ye for being the champion of this ancient Wuwu competition and winning the title of Supreme Wuwu."

"The champion is the champion of the ancient martial arts. There are people outside, there are heavens outside, just like Mr. Mo Da said, the supreme should not be called."

"Brother Ye, I dare not call the Supreme, but you are qualified to be the Ancient Wu Supreme."

"Mr. Mo Da teased me again."

Mo Lingshan has been following behind Grandpa, looking at Ye Feng with strange eyes, complex expression, doubt, curiosity, jealousy, and a little shyness.

She had expected Grandpa to defeat Ye Feng in the Ancient Wu Contest to help her learn from Ye Feng. Unexpectedly, Grandpa was defeated by Ye Feng. Grandpa is the most powerful person in Mo Lingshan's mind, but now this position has been replaced by Ye Feng.

She shook her crystal-clear little white fist and said, not convinced: "You are so lucky, you have become the ancient martial arts supreme in the ancient martial arts competition, but you shouldn’t be too pretentious, wait for me to become the wind thunder god fist, I will To challenge you."

"Okay, you are waiting for you to challenge me, but we have to bet on something. Isn't it fun to just fight?"

"What do you want to gamble? Money? Or Elixir?"

Ye Feng stretched out his finger with a teasing smile, and scratched her pink and tall nose. Mo Lingshan wanted to flash off, but was caught off guard.

"Wrong, it's spanking. If you lose, let me spank. If I lose, I will let you spank me."

Feeling the temperature of Ye Feng's fingers, remembering that he had been spanked by his big hand, Mo Lingshan was ashamed and angry: "Why do you touch my nose and want to bully me."

"Hey, I saw you look pretty and couldn't help but touch it."

Mo Lingshan stomped his feet angrily and said with carelessness: "Hate, you bully me again, I want to tell my grandpa."

Grandpa Mr. Mo Da came over with a smile: "Who are you going to sue, tell Grandpa, I will let you Brother Ye help you teach him."

Originally an enemy, how did he become Brother Ye?

Mo Lingshan glanced resentfully at Grandpa, a red glow burning on his face, and ran away shyly: "It's useless not to tell you, to tell you, you don't help me at all."

Du Zhong said with a smile: "Mr. Mo Da, your granddaughter is beautiful and lovely, and you are really blessed."

"Haha, where is she beautiful and lovely, every day is eccentric and strange, don't cause me trouble, thank you very much."

The disciples at the Yihua Palace are all smiling and happy.

His own suzerain, defeating the four major factions and official masters of the ancient martial arts, became the ancient martial arts supreme. That was the supreme honor. As a disciple of the ancient martial arts supreme, it felt very honorable.

They surrounded Ye Feng: "Sovereign majesty."

"Congratulations to Brother Ye for becoming the Ancient Wu Supreme."

"Congratulations to the suzerain."

"The ancient martial arts competition is over and we have all achieved good results. We went back to the Huashan Hotel and had a gala dinner to celebrate together."

"I'm back to the hotel."

Ye Feng returned to the Huashan Hotel with his female disciples.

Despite the poor behavior of the Taiyimen, they were still more responsible for this ancient martial arts competition. All the prizes that Ye Feng deserved were all delivered to the hotel’s Ye Feng room.

Seven small blue and white porcelain bottles were placed on the coffee table, with labels attached to them, two in one pill and five heavenly pill.

A small jade box with a half-meter square was placed next to the small porcelain bottle. Before the fingers touched the jade box, I felt a cold bone marrow. If you open it by hand, I am afraid that your fingers will be immediately frostbitten. Too.

Without opening the jade box, Ye Feng could guess that it was so cold, there must be polar ice silk in it.

The polar ice silk sword is difficult to break, and the fire and water will not invade. If it can be used to weave a soft armor, it would be great. Unfortunately, the polar ice silk is too cold to touch directly. How can it be woven into a soft armor and worn?

There was also a yellowed sheepskin roll on the coffee table, which was gently unfolded. This should be the Tai Xuan array of thousands of years of history that has been passed down through the Qing Dynasty for several generations.

The annotations in the Taixuan array are strange and weird, and I don't know them at all, but the lines in those arrays give Ye Feng a feeling of sensation.

Ye Feng suddenly thought of these lines, like the scars on the stone wall in the collapsed cave,

He suddenly realized that the scratches on the stone walls were not random graffiti, but a formation similar to the Taixuan array.

It's just that there are too many lines in the Taixuan array, like an intricate large array of small arrays in dozens of caves.

(End of this chapter)