Chapter 1659 Qing Zhenyi's Back-Up Plan

The sudden appearance of the blue-gray stele also made Zhen Qingyu frown secretly. Si Tu

She could also sense the power contained in the stele.

Puff puff puff!

From the blue-gray stele, a stream of true demonic aura rolled up, and all the petals that approached were annihilated like snow falling into the mortal world, and even the artistic conception rules hidden in them were annihilated and dissolved by the true demonic aura.

"What is that?"

Someone in the elders' seats made a sound of surprise, and many masters looked at the Nine Absolute Heavenly Stele in amazement.

The mist emanating from the stele was difficult for them, the elders of the sect, to see through.

It could actually restrain the artistic conception rules?

Such a powerful spiritual weapon, from the hands of a small warrior in the virtual realm, was simply... more shocking than Ye Feng summoning a heavenly monster...

"Break!"

Ye Feng held the stele with both hands, and then pulled it down fiercely.

Wherever it passed, petals shattered, and the vast power directly attacked Zhen Qingyu's chest.

Zhen Qingyu's face turned pale, and she flew off the stone platform without thinking.

Flying off the stone platform was equivalent to giving up the qualification to participate in the competition. The warriors below all felt a little incredible. After all, Zhen Qingyu ranked very high in the inner sect, and she was scared away by Ye Feng after just one move, which was very puzzling.

Only Zhen Qingyu herself knew that if she retreated too late and was hit by the strange stone tablet in the opponent's hand, she might...lose her life.

Zhen Qingyu's feet landed on the ground, and Ye Feng took back the stone tablet like lightning, and all the Yuanli in his body was also withdrawn.

The defeated Zhen Qingyu's face was full of horror. Her move was extremely fast and powerful. Its power was enough to kill the first and second level warriors of the King Realm in seconds, and it was all-powerful and launched an indiscriminate attack.

In other words, as long as he was touched by a little bit, Ye Feng would be injured.

In all the previous competitions, only a few inner disciples with higher cultivation than himself, such as Xiao Chennan, could escape from the "Ten Thousand Flowers Coming to the Dust Technique".

"Just now... what did you use?"

Zhen Qingyu, with a tense face, spoke in a somewhat cold tone. She was not someone who would lose to Ye Feng. However, even Xiao Chennan, the most powerful inner disciple, might not be able to defeat her in just three or two moves.

The magic weapon used by Ye Feng gave her a feeling of extreme danger, forcing her to flee from the stone platform.

"Since you have lost, there is no need to ask more. You just need to know that you did not lose unfairly."

Ye Feng, who raised his eyebrows, also had a bad tone. Since they were on the stage, they were his opponents, so why should he be too polite to them? This woman used a powerful secret method as soon as she made a move. If she had not activated the Nine Absolute Heavenly Monument to block the opponent's attack, she would have been injured and bleeding at this moment.

Arrogant!

As soon as these words came out, the people watching the battle felt that time was running out, but they were soon relieved.

Before the battle, if a vain warrior said such words, he would definitely be drowned by spit. But now, Ye Feng has challenged many inner sect elites and can still stand on the stone platform. It can be seen that he is indeed qualified to make such arrogant remarks.

"Hmph..."

Zhen Qingyu's face turned pale. She was defeated in front of everyone. She felt ashamed and angry, but she was not so convinced.

After a cold snort, she hurriedly disappeared into the crowd.

Standing on the stone platform with a cold and arrogant look, Ye Feng's heart was calm, and he continued to welcome the challenges of the inner sect disciples one after another.

The sun was setting in the sky. After nearly two hours of fighting, he had consumed four or five tenths of his energy, and his breath began to fall.

"Another win!"

The spectators on all sides have become numb to such a result. Now they are just guessing when this kid will run out of energy.

After Zhen Qingyu, three more inner disciples were defeated by Ye Feng, which made the other inner disciples hold their breath.

"Damn it, how can he... be so strong?"

Qing Zhenyi's face was livid, and his palms were pinched with blood marks by his clenched fists.

"Are there any of our people left?"

He turned his head suddenly and stared at a person in the net beside him.

"Brother Qing, only Bu Jingwei is left. All the others who were taken care of by him... were defeated by that kid. However, he should have reached the end of his strength."

The disciple shrank his neck in fear. Seeing that Qing Zhenyi's expression did not improve, he flattered again: "Besides, that kid is talking nonsense and challenging actively. Others in the inner sect can't stand it. Maybe, Brother Bu doesn't need to take action."

"Hmph, don't be careless. Since these rubbish in the inner sect are useless, then... use the power of the family. Fortunately, I also have a backup plan."

After whispering in a cold voice, Qing Zhenyi's eyes flashed with fierce murderous intent, and another jade talisman was crushed in his hand, exactly the same as the previous one.

At the same time, where the Qing family warriors stood, a gloomy and expressionless man raised his head, nodded to Qing Zhenyi, and looked at Ye Feng on the stage like a venomous snake.

"Hehe, stinky boy, let's see how arrogant you are now?"

Qing Zhenyi sneered and let out a long breath, and it seemed that his mood had improved by three points.

When he learned about Ye Feng's identity, he wanted to avenge Qing Hua and others.

However, the Black and White Heroes and others were in charge of the Sweeping Sect. Qing Zhenyi knew that he might not be able to do anything to Ye Feng, so he notified the Qing family early.

Among the foreign forces in this competition, there are masters of the Qing family.

At present, Ye Feng's internal energy has been consumed a lot, and he has a great chance of taking action at this time.

For the Diyuan Sect competition, foreign forces are just embellishments. Many people will leave the stage after they have been in the limelight. Even if they enter the round, they will not really embarrass the disciples of the Diyuan Sect.

And this is the insidious part of Qing Zhenyi.

Others would never have expected that an outsider warrior would suddenly attack the disciples of Diyuan Sect. Once Ye Feng was killed by thunder, even if Diyuan Sect was unhappy, as long as some compensation was given, the sect leaders would not go to war with the powerful Qing family for a chores disciple who came from the city.

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"Ye Feng won this competition!"

On the Kunwu Stone Platform, Elder He announced the result of the battle again, looked at Ye Feng with a slightly worried look, and said: "Ye Feng, your current record is enough to be proud of, and you don't have to accept challenges from others?"

Elder He did not lower his voice, and his words were clearly heard by everyone on and off the stage.

The purpose of doing this is to truly recognize Ye Feng's strength and indirectly protect Ye Feng.

After hearing what Elder He said, Ye Feng hesitated.

Indeed... If he just wanted to make a name for himself and improve his reputation in the sect, he could naturally leave the stage at this time, but... his goal was to get the top three in the competition.

If I don't accept the rest of the challenges, will the sect give me a place in the top three?

"Wait a minute!"

Swish!

Just as Ye Feng wanted to ask for clarification, another dark figure rushed onto the stone platform, saluted Elder He, and spoke loudly.