Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

At this time, Zhou Yiqiao only had an imperceptible glow in the yellow glare that protected his body, and his clothes were in tatters.

The black wooden shield, which was dozens of feet in size, had cracks at this time and was obviously unable to withstand such an intense duel.

The strong man was not having a good time at the moment. His face, which was full of energy, was now pale. His heavy breathing was like a bellows, which could be heard clearly even from a hundred meters away.

The strong man took out a golden pill, raised his head and swallowed it into his belly. In the blink of an eye, his pale face regained its color.

"A mere monk who is in the middle stage of foundation building is actually able to compete with me in terms of internal strength without falling behind. It seems that Junior Sister Yunxi did not lose unfairly."

"But it's a pity that you will eventually fall into my hands today."

The strong man became angry from shame, and the murderous intention in his words was clearly revealed.

"Insanity!"

Above the ring, the referee, Elder Jin Dan, heard that the strong man wanted to kill Zhou Yiqiao, and shouted angrily, and then leaned down to stop the competition.

A voice suddenly came.

"Elder Ge, don't be anxious. This sect competition is about whether the disciples need to go to the Yanhuang battlefield. If Elder Ge comes forward to stop it now, how will the outcome of the two be decided?"

"With our golden elixir cultivation, why not stop us after we decide the winner?"

Before he finished speaking, an elder with an old face appeared in front of Elder Ge and blocked Elder Ge's way.

This person is the elder who had a quarrel with Zhou Yiqiao that day!

Although this man had a smile on his face, his tone was serious, and he clearly wanted Zhou Yiqiao to die on the spot.

Elder Ge was about to retort when he was choked back by his next words.

"This is the deputy sect leader's intention."

How can a person who can cultivate to the realm of golden elixir be a stupid person? Electricity flashed in Elder Ge's mind, and he quickly understood the reason.

Compared to the life of a foundation-building disciple, his position as an elder was of course more important. He remained silent and returned to his original position.

Zhou Yiqiao listened to the unabashed exchange between the two, and immediately understood that this strong man was a supporter of He Yunxi. His real purpose should be to obey the deputy sect leader's wishes and come to take his life!

Zhou Yiqiao cursed in his heart, the deputy sect master, who was a powerful Yuanying realm, actually thought that obeying Princess Fengxiao's orders would earn Mr. Luo's appreciation. He was really practicing to the point of a dog.

The strong man recovered his spiritual power and repeated his old tricks, summoning the heavy hammer again.

Zhou Yiqiao knew that with the current condition of the black wooden shield, he could no longer take advantage of the strong man's full blow, so he immediately changed his mind, switched from defense to offense, and took action first.

He swallowed the Spirit-enhancing Pill that had been under his tongue for a long time, and added a new stone-skin talisman to his body. Then he paused with his feet, and suddenly used the Quicksand Movement Technique. His body was as light as a flying swallow, and in an instant Fly high into the sky.

A stream of light flashed out from his waist, and the Swift Wind Sword suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Yiqiao.

The wind sword flew out, the sword energy was like a rainbow, and it hit the strong man's brow without any bias.

Seeing Zhou Yiqiao's simple attack, the strong man smiled contemptuously without any intention of resisting.

"Ding ding ding."

The Swift Wind Sword seemed to have hit a piece of metal, making a series of crisp sounds, but could not move an inch in front of the strong man.

Zhou Yiqiao was not discouraged. The Qiushui Blade hidden in the dark followed closely. The two spiritual weapons attacked at one place. Sparks flew out. The confident and strong man finally changed his color.

He reached out to his waist and was about to use his defensive weapon when he suddenly felt that his movements were out of control and even his thoughts slowed down.

It was Zhou Yiqiao's Nine-Bend Jade Flag Formation that worked!

I saw nine small black flags distributed around the strong man at some point, three inside and six outside, forming two concentric circles with it as the center.

The complicated and twisted symbols now connected the nine small flags together, firmly restricting the strong man's movements.

Zhou Yiqiao knew that this formation was only effective for a few breaths, so he mobilized the last mana in his body, urging the Swift Wind Sword and Autumn Water Wind to penetrate the strong man's eyebrows.

"Be bold!"

The elder who had had a quarrel with Zhou Yiqiao scolded him, broke the golden mask set by Elder Ge, and struck Zhou Yiqiao with a palm.

Even if Master Jin Dan casually struck a palm, it was not something that a foundation-building monk could resist. Zhou Yiqiao vomited blood and flew upside down like a kite with its string broken.

Although he looked extremely miserable, there was a smile on his face because he knew that his plan had come true.

Zhou Yiqiao was not as stupid as the deputy sect master. From beginning to end, he never thought about killing the strong man in front of him in full view of the public.

As long as he takes this palm, he will turn his passivity into an initiative and become a well-deserved victim.

Seeing that Zhou Yiqiao was still alive after one blow, the elder simply refused to do anything. He was about to take action again when he was suddenly stopped in his tracks by a loud shout.

"presumptuous!"

A dull thunder exploded from the sky, and True Lord Chengxuan fell from the sky, standing between Zhou Yiqiao and the elder.

"Elder Jin, as an elder, you have made things difficult for a disciple many times, and now you even want to take his name in public. Do you really think that I, the Phoenix Pavilion, can't make it into the devil's cave!?"

Elder Jin didn't expect that the sect leader would suddenly appear here again, so he immediately panicked and spoke arbitrarily.

"The sect leader atones for his sins. This person is unscrupulous when fighting with his fellow disciples. I just want to teach him a lesson. Everyone present can testify for me!"

True Lord Chengxuan laughed angrily and spoke.

"Okay, this is me, the elder of Phoenix Pavilion, who can turn right into right and still keep his face straight. If I hadn't seen it from beginning to end, I would have believed your lies!"

Zhenjun Chengxuan was furious at this time. After saying this, he clapped his palm and hit Elder Jin's Dantian directly!

Before Elder Jin could react, he was severely hit in his dantian, and the spiritual power in his body seemed to have opened a hole, and it continued to unleash its willfulness on the outside world.

I saw that his cultivation base continued to decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon he lost all his cultivation base and fell into a mortal state.

At Elder Jin's age, he was already dead soon after losing his cultivation, which was no different from being killed on the spot.

Everyone present was so silent when they saw this, they did not expect that Zhenxuan Chengxuan would actually waste the cultivation of a golden elixir elder for the sake of a foundation-building disciple.

"The sect master atones! I listened to this old thief's bewitchment for a while and didn't immediately stop him. I hope the sect master will punish him!"

Elder Ge was a mature man. He saw the situation clearly at the first time and knelt down on the ground and loudly apologized.

True Lord Chengxuan accepted Elder Ge's words and said coldly.

"I miss you for not being who I am. I will be punished with three years of salary loss and one year of wandering over a cliff."

Hearing this, Elder Ge felt relieved. He stood up and bowed to Zhenjun Chengxuan before leaving the place in a hurry.