Tian Yuan

20 top-grade spirit stones, equivalent to two complete spirit veins.

Chen Qingyuan estimated that it would be useless to kill Yang Suirong, it would be more practical to exchange some spirit stones.

Originally, this battle was just to decide the outcome, but Yang Suirong made a fierce attack, and finally even wanted Chen Qingyuan's life, his killing intent could not be concealed.

When the matter developed to this point, of course Chen Qingyuan would not show mercy and treated him in the same way.

Fu Dongliu and others could see that Yang Suirong was intent on killing, so they could understand Chen Qingyuan's behavior.If it were him, he would definitely kill the enemy who was intent on killing, and would not hold back.

Yang Suirong took out the ancient mirror and became murderous, but he was not at fault.His mistake was just a failure, so he had to bear the corresponding consequences.

"Okay, I agree."

After hesitating for a while, Chen Qingyuan lowered his head and met Fu Dongliu's eyes.

Without hesitation, Fu Dongliu turned his palm and took out a Sumi ring, and threw it at Chen Qingyuan.

call out!

The ring fell firmly into Chen Qingyuan's hands, checked it, and determined the number of spirit stones inside.

Then, Chen Qingyuan stopped attacking Yang Suirong who had lost his ability to move.

With a thought, he pulled out the Yulan sword stuck in Yang Suirong's chest.

With a sound of "噗嗤", the sword was pulled out, and blood gushed out, instantly turning Yang Suirong into a bloody man.

Yang Suirong's complexion was pale and he seemed to be dying.

"Swish"

The next moment, Yang Suirong couldn't control his body and fell down.

A Tianjiao from Xijiang hurried forward, supported Yang Suirong, sealed the bleeding wound for him, and prevented the injury from getting worse.

"Give me all his things, and I can leave with this life."

Although there was a bloody hole in Chen Qingyuan's chest, it didn't hurt at all. He carried his back with one hand and held the sword in the other, condescending like a fairy.

The previous bet cannot be changed.

Fu Dongliu looked indifferent, and ordered: "Take off all Yang Suirong's things and give them to him!"

All the talents in Xijiang pursed their lips tightly and looked at Chen Qingyuan with unfriendly eyes.However, they didn't dare to disobey Fu Dongliu's order, and did it honestly.

After a while, the Xumi Ring and Qiankun Bag on Yang Suirong's body fell into Chen Qingyuan's hands, and the seal of law on them had been erased.

Moreover, the ancient mirror with a good history also belonged to Chen Qingyuan.

Now that the bet has been made, it must be fulfilled.

"Take him to a safe place to heal."

Fu Dongliu said to one person, while he sat back in his original seat, not intending to leave.

This good show has just begun, how could Fu Dongliu leave early.

The battle is over, Changsun Fengye began to liquidate the gambling money.

After working for a while, this matter is considered a turning point.

Chen Qingyuan sat cross-legged at the side, swallowed a few high-quality pills, and closed his eyes to heal his wounds.

Tianjiao from all sides were discussing in low voices, thinking that this time Chen Qingyuan and Xijiang had formed a grudge, and it might not be so easy to resolve.

In the core area of ​​Yanchang ancient star, the group of people at the front are Fu Dongliu, the boss of Xijiang, Shutong, the holy queen of Lihua Palace in the southern region, all the evildoers of the 36 sects of Dizhou, and so on.

The rest of Tianjiao are located at the rear, watching from a distance, not daring to move forward.

Daochen Buddha stood by Chen Qingyuan's side, protecting him.

The scene was very quiet, and a needle could be heard.

After two hours, the barrier around Chen Qingyuan shattered, and a soft force spread towards the surroundings.

call--

Chen Qingyuan slowly opened his eyes, heaved a sigh of relief, got up and glanced at the audience, calmly.

The wound on his chest has healed, and the lost spiritual power has also recovered.

Changing into a clean and tidy white dress, he stood on a high hill, not paying attention to the gazes of his peers.

"Are you hurt?"

Fu Dongliu was sitting not far away, dressed in black with gold thread embroidered on the corners, showing luxury.

It's going to be difficult!

Everyone's heart tightened, as if seeing the scene of Fu Dongliu and Chen Qingyuan's fight to the death, they were looking forward to it.

"All right."

Chen Qingyuan was happy and fearless, looked at him, and replied softly.

"Are you still afraid to accept my appointment?"

Fu Dongliu cut straight to the point, his eyes were like knives, extremely sharp.

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was silent.

Chen Qingyuan remained expressionless and silent.

After a while, an evildoer from Xijiang couldn't help breaking the dull atmosphere, and cursed: "I only dare to bully people who are weaker than you, but I don't have the guts to draw my sword against the strong. People like you deserve to be called The pride of the world."

This sentence aroused everyone's discussion, their eyes looking at Chen Qingyuan became a little weird, less awe, and more intriguing sarcasm.

If Chen Qingyuan really didn't dare to fight, then he would be labeled as a bully, and he would not have much prestige among his peers in the future, and there must be a lot of mocking comments about him behind his back.

If Chen Qingyuan took up the challenge, he would most likely be suppressed by Fu Dongliu, disgraced, disgraced, and even in danger of his life.

Chen Qingyuan never cared about ridicule.

The reason why he didn't fight was because he was really afraid?

It is true that Chen Qingyuan loves money, but he is definitely not a coward.

If he didn't have the courage to fight against his peers, Chen Qingyuan would not have chosen to participate in the Baimai Feast.

Not fighting, not fear, but not at that time.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

Forbearance is the most important thing.

Chen Qingyuan has always been very clear about a truth, a monster who has not grown up is always just a monster, not a strong one.

Just like this, Chen Qingyuan's displayed strength was never all, at most it was half.

That's right, even when facing Yang Suirong who had just used the ancient mirror, Chen Qingyuan never used more than half of his abilities.

Everyone thought that Chen Qingyuan had such strength and was already the top among his peers.As everyone knows, Chen Qingyuan is still hiding his hole cards, and he will never use them unless it is absolutely necessary.

Don't forget that apart from the foundation of the Sandan Holy Grade, Chen Qingyuan also has a silver spear with a mysterious origin.

Many years ago, under the guidance of the girl in red, Chen Qingyuan went to the dead zone of the Northern Wilderness.There is a cemetery there, with a silver gun at the end.

After getting the silver gun, Chen Qingyuan only studied it in secret and never revealed it to the world.

Regarding this matter, even Master Yu Chenran didn't know about it.

Swordsmanship has never been Chen Qingyuan's strongest way.

It's just that outsiders don't know this, and think that Chen Qingyuan's strength has come to an end, so they dare to be so arrogant.

If Chen Qingyuan showed strength enough to crush everyone of his generation, would anyone dare to ridicule him?

All in all, Chen Qingyuan hid it too deeply, so that everyone didn't think much about it.

"Maybe, I misread the person."

Fu Dongliu shook his head lightly, saying that it was a stupid decision for him to regard Chen Qingyuan as a strong opponent.