An alchemy furnace fell from the sky

The collision of magic this time was far less powerful than the collision between the fire dragon and the giant sword, but the spiritual power that burst out also made the onlookers tremble with fear.

Moreover, this "rain of fire" continued to fall for more than ten breaths. In addition to those blocked by the water curtain, there were still many scattered around.

Those flaming stones fell to the ground with a thunderous roar, and the fire and gravel flew everywhere, scaring back many monks who were ready to take action.

Many cultivators secretly said "lucky" in their hearts. For them, if there were only three or two such stones burning with spiritual fire, they might be able to cope with it. But if hundreds of them kept falling down like this, there would probably be nothing left even for the ashes!

After the "rain of fire" stopped, the entire training ground was filled with thick water vapor, as if there was a heavy fog.

"How's the outcome?"

The onlookers all had this question in their minds.

If the woman of unknown origin consumes too much, they would be willing to fight for the benefits promised by Yin Qingbo.

But if Yin Qingbo loses, then there will be another plan.

Among the monks around, there were many who practiced wind magic. At this moment, several of them stood up and each used their own methods to blow away the water vapor in an instant.

As soon as the mist dissipated, before anyone could see the two men's faces clearly, they had already started fighting.

Yin Qingbo's moves were powerful and aggressive at this time, and he didn't look injured at all.

However, the foreign woman moved around using her body skills, and seemed to be a little afraid of Yin Qingbo's palms, which was very different from the toughness when she released the magic.

However, anyone with a discerning eye could already see that Yin Qingbo was already at the end of her strength and it wouldn't be long before she was defeated.

However, after a few moves, Qingli seemed to have recovered and joined the battle between the two, which made Yin Qingbo's original disadvantage turn around.

Zhang Kun fought one against two and was not at a disadvantage at all. The reason why she did not dare to confront Yin Qingbo head-on was that she was worried about the poisonous insects in her body.

Back then in Suzaku Shangling Temple, Yin Qingbo's poisonous insects had caused her a lot of trouble, and she still remembers it vividly.

Yin Qingbo naturally knew what Zhang Kun was afraid of, but after she left Suzaku, she had no time to look for new spiritual insects. If she had known that she would meet Zhang Kun here, she would definitely try her best to find a few.

Seeing the three of them fighting, it seemed that no one would be able to tell who would win for a while. Several people suddenly stepped out from the crowd, and it looked like they were ready to take action.

Zhang Kun had already seen that Yin Qingbo's injuries were getting worse and she was running out of strength. After scaring off Qingli with a feint, he was about to attack Yin Qingbo ruthlessly when he suddenly felt several spells coming towards her.

Zhang Kun had no choice but to give up Yin Qingbo and quickly retreated a few steps to dodge these spells.

Judging from the strength of the spells alone, there were five people who took action, and they were all top-grade cultivators.

With the addition of these five people, Zhang Kun's pressure increased sharply, and after a few moves, he was already at a disadvantage.

Seeing this, the onlookers no longer hesitated and rushed into the martial arts arena, all wanting to get a piece of the pie.

Zhang Kun felt a chill in his heart when he saw this scene. If she wanted to leave, this group of people could not stop her. But if she left, Xu Fu's life or death would be in danger.

"I really owe you, you bastard!"

Zhang Kun couldn't help but think of the way Xu Fu tried to please her, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly. He looked at the people rushing towards him, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Do you think you can kill me, Zhang Kun?"

Zhang Kun let out a low shout and was just about to use his best trick when he saw half of the sky suddenly turn red and even the clouds seemed to be burning.

Then a person was seen falling from the clouds.

The long sword in the man's hand was only half broken, and there were many marks of burns on his body. He was able to stabilize his body until he was less than three feet off the ground.

"Failed?"

Yin Qingbo and Qingli were both shocked by Sheng Yu'e's appearance.

In their eyes, the unrivaled "Qilin Venus" actually lost? In their hearts, Sheng Yu'e was the biggest support for the entire Qilin to take revenge. In a one-on-one situation, she should have been invincible, but such a person actually lost.

Seeing this, Yin Qingbo and Qingli both felt powerless and even forgot to continue attacking Zhang Kun.

Sheng Yu'e stopped in mid-air, looked up at the sky, and no expression could be seen.

The others also looked up and saw a man riding a dragon out of the red cloud.

It was Ma Yueming.

Yin Qingbo had very good eyesight. She saw that Ma Yueming had at least ten wounds on his body, and it was covered in blood. She finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the two of them fought to a draw!

Ma Yueming quickly descended to the same height as Sheng Yu'e, still looking at Sheng Yu'e with a calm expression.

The people below only felt a burning sensation, and the group of people who were originally aggressive withdrew from the martial arts arena one after another.

"A bunch of cowards!"

Qingli cursed inwardly, but her eyes were still on Sheng Yu'e.

The success or failure of today depends on the outcome between this "Qilin Venus" and Dean Suzaku.

"What a great 'Vermillion Bird Constellation'! It seems a lot of effort has been put into it over the years!" Sheng Yu'e said coldly.

"If Qilin was still here, I would not be your match." Ma Yueming said calmly.

"You still have the nerve to mention Qilin!" Sheng Yu'e suddenly became angry, "If you hadn't stood by and watched him die, how could Qilin be gone?"

"My master felt very guilty about what happened back then and died in depression, but now it has come to this and there is no way back. Why don't you regroup and rebuild Qilin? As long as you, Qilin's disciples, are here, I believe that in another hundred years, Qilin will still be able to..."

"Build Qilin again?"

Sheng Yu'e suddenly sneered and interrupted Ma Yueming, "When Qingbo told me about you before, I didn't believe it. Now it seems that you are really just an idiot who can only fantasize..."

"Shut up! I think you are the idiot. You guys want to fight against the four great spiritual academies. It's wishful thinking. You should be..."

Zhang Kun was cursing when he suddenly saw Ma Yueming's fierce eyes. He then realized that he had said something wrong and quickly stopped talking.

"Did you hear that? This is the attitude of the four great spiritual academies towards us. They wish we would die completely!"

Sheng Yu'e laughed loudly several times towards the sky, but it sounded extremely sad.

Looking at the two people below who were still holding on despite their serious injuries, Sheng Yu'e couldn't help but sigh again.

If they fought to the death, Sheng Yu'e thought she had a 70% chance of dying together with Ma Yueming. Although she was not afraid of death, if she died, the remaining two disciples might...

Thinking of this, Sheng Yu'e retracted her sword energy and fell from mid-air.

Sheng Yu'e looked up at Ma Yueming again, her expression had returned to calm. She stood in front of Yin Qingbo and Qingli, raising her hand to throw away a wisp of sand.

As the sand and dust fell, the three people disappeared from the spot.