Mortal Bones

Sure enough, as he expected, after hearing these words, the faces of all the disciples in Qifeng all showed looks of horror.

It weighs 1,800 kilograms at first. This is the first time in the previous Seven Peaks Competition.

In an instant.

The disciples in the surrounding Yun Tower stands began to discuss heatedly, which was even more lively than when Senior Sister Xu Taiping Wu Mo defeated Zhu Ningshi.

"Eighteen hundred pounds?"

Xu Ziyan from Liufeng was so shocked that she stood up on the spot.

Because this was very different from what she knew about the maximum weight that Astragalus could suspend iron.

Feeling the buzz around him and looking at the frightened and panicked expressions on the faces of the Qifeng disciples, Huang Qi was very satisfied.

I just feel that after this battle, my reputation in Qingxuan Sect is definitely only lower than that of a few senior brothers.

"What are you looking at?"

Seeing Huang Qi tilting his head to look down the field, Elder Black Dragon snorted with some dissatisfaction after coming back to his senses.

"Elder Black Dragon, forgive me, brother, I was distracted."

Huang Qi is extremely thick-skinned, and this level of scolding is nothing to him.

Elder Black Dragon glared at Huang Qi, and then confirmed to him loudly:

"This time, do you really choose to hang 1,800 kilograms of iron?"

To be honest, even Elder Black Dragon was shocked when Astragalus hung 1,800 kilograms of iron as soon as it came up.

"Report, Elder Black Dragon, although one thousand eight hundred kilograms is indeed a big challenge for this disciple, I am willing to try my best!"

Huang Qi said in an impassioned tone.

As soon as he said this, many new disciples who didn't know what he was like actually started to cheer for him.

Listening to the bursts of cheers around him, Huang Qi's eyes became more and more excited.

For other monks, practicing is to pursue immortality and strength, but Huang Qi prefers to pursue fame and fortune.

"Then draw your sword."

Seeing that Huang Qi was not joking, although Elder Heilong didn't like his worldly personality, he still admired his courage.

"yes!"

Huang Qi first bowed his hand respectfully, then raised his hand and raised his sword finger gracefully.

"Zheng!"

As a sword sound sounded, an extremely luxurious golden long sword flew out and flew smoothly to the front of the Black Dragon Elder.

"Thank you, Elder Black Dragon."

Huang Qi smiled confidently.

At the same time, the hand hidden in his sleeve made a seal.

The Forgetting Talisman hidden in his chest began to emit a power that only he could feel.

"boom!"

At this moment, Elder Black Dragon waved his sleeve, and a five-hundred-jin shipwreck iron hung on Huang Qi's long sword.

As for Huang Qi, he didn’t even frown.

Seeing this scene, all the disciples in the Yunlou stands exclaimed again, and some disciples even couldn't help but cheer again.

The disciples of the Seventh Peak frowned after seeing this scene.

"How is this possible? With his level of cultivation, it is impossible to hang 1,800 kilograms of iron."

Even at this moment, the Black Dragon elder had hung the second piece of weight of 500 kilograms of shipwreck iron on Huang Qi's flying sword, Zhao Linglong still did not want to believe that Huang Qi could hang 1,800 kilograms of iron.

"Don't worry, let's take another look."

Senior sister Jiang Zhi gently patted Zhao Linglong on the shoulder.

Although Xu Taiping wanted to tell Senior Sister Linglong the truth, in order to avoid being caught by the people at the First Peak, he finally chose to remain silent.

"One thousand eight hundred catties, really one thousand eight hundred catties!"

"The First Peak really has a profound foundation, and before you know it, another disciple has risen."

At this moment, the disciples in the surrounding Yunlou stands burst into cheers and exclamations again.

A few people looked up and found that Huang Qi's flying sword was already hanging with 1,800 kilograms of shipwreck iron. It flew out with a "swish" and flew very easily to the top of the cliff with the carvings.

"This Astragalus actually did it..."

Zhao Linglong bit her lip with a look of reluctance.

If it were 1,500 pounds, she might be able to give it a try, but 1,800 pounds was too much for her.

"Junior sister, let me do the next one."

Fourth senior brother Zhou Liang walked up to Zhao Linglong.

"No, if this is the case, our plan will be disrupted."

Zhao Linglong took a deep breath, then raised her head and looked at the crowd with firm eyes and said, "Even if my soul is damaged, I will definitely defeat this Astragalus!"

"Can……"

"Senior sister, senior brother, the astragalus has not yet been engraved, and the outcome is not yet known."

Xu Taiping stepped forward and interrupted them.

"Yes, the competition is not over yet, it is too early to say this now."

Senior sister Jiang Zhi also spoke at this time.

Everyone nodded after hearing this, and immediately turned their gazes to the cliff, with nervous expressions in their eyes.

However, what made the disciples of Qifeng feel a little desperate was that Huangqi showed no sign of failure at all. In just a cup of tea, he had already carved most of the general outline of Qilu.

Seeing that the winner was about to be decided, and listening to the cheers all around, Huang Qi finally couldn't restrain his desire to be in the limelight.

While he continued to carve words on the Divine Soul Sword, he turned around, crossed his arms across his chest, looked at the disciples of Qifeng in the audience and said:

"Brothers and sisters from the Seven Peaks, I, Huangqi, advise you to have fewer unrealistic fantasies. You can't beat our First Peak with just a few of you."

Since the Seven Peaks will soon be gone, he is not afraid of offending them.

Hearing this, the disciples of the Seven Peaks all looked as cold as ice.

And the people of the First Peak, Jin Hezhi, did not care about Huangqi's actions. After all, he has always been such a person.

"Junior sister Linglong, the Seven Peaks are planning to let you compete with me, right? I advise you not to force it. It is not easy to treat if you hurt your soul."

While Huangqi continued to ridicule the disciples of the Seven Peaks, the flying sword behind him was still "swish swish swish".

Seeing that the whole Seven Laws General Outline, only the last line was left.

"Okay, that's all, you guys take care of yourself..."

Huangqi was about to turn around, carve out the last line of words, and then greet the cheers of the crowd. But before he finished speaking, and before he turned around, he froze in place.

Pain.

An indescribable pain of tearing his soul apart made him twitch constantly on the spot as if he was struck by lightning.

Then, the lower part of his white robe suddenly turned yellow.

He lost control of his bladder due to the pain.

It was only at this moment that Huangqi, who had been twitching silently, let out a howl like a pig being slaughtered.