I rely on culinary skills to cry in the world of comprehension

Chapter 71 No Survival!kill!

After Yan He finished speaking, Su Changqing's face turned red, and the dog's eyes dimmed a little, "Third Senior Sister, I'm sorry, I won't do it next time."

Yan He couldn't bear it, so he comforted him, "It's okay, you can eat it after the competition, and all the magic tools are useless after the competition, you can take it directly if you want to eat."

After listening, Su Changqing's dog eyes lit up again, eager to try.

The ruling elder has already begun to speak, "In the fourth round, Ping Xiafeng challenges Qing Cangfeng."

"Shuangfeng, please come on stage."

Before the people from Pingxia Peak arrived, a voice came from a distance, "Jie Jie Jie, Qing Cang Peak, eight years ago, you took my seat on the last peak, and today I will pay it back several times."

Su Changqing was afraid that Yan He would not remember, so he secretly avoided the elder brother and mentioned to Yan He, "Third senior sister, do you still remember that eight years ago, when the elder brother was still a golden core, they were defeated by the elder brother and were taken away?" The position of the last isometric peak..."

Yan He is thoughtful, it seems that the enmity between Wulu Peak and Qingcang Peak is not so great, it seems that it will definitely kill the killer, I hope the magic weapon she made can protect them well...

On the ring stage, the white-robed disciples headed by Ping Xiafeng laughed wildly, waved their swords and began to shout domineeringly, "Ping Xiafeng disciples obey orders, set up formation!"

The five white-robed figures quickly appeared afterimages and quickly set up a formation.

The leading white-robed disciple gave an order, "No one survives! Kill!"

The disciples below were extremely worried, "God! They actually set up this formation!"

"This is really a deadly move, what a hatred, it's all from the same sect..."

The killing formation was set up, but the people on the opposite side of the stage did not respond, as if the killing formation did not exist, and it had no effect on them.

The disciples below were discussing, "Why didn't Qingcang Peak respond?"

"Are you stunned and overwhelmed?"

"Hurry up and think of a way to solve the formation! Oh, I'm so anxious..."

"Don't worry, do you know what the name of this formation is? This formation is called No Survival Formation. Only when all the people in the formation are killed can this formation stop and be cracked..."

"God..."

The leader of Pingxia Peak saw that there was no movement in Qingcang Peak, so they swung their swords and slashed at them. They wanted to kill someone first to vent their anger, but found that they couldn't slash at all.

Ok?
It seems that there is something hard blocking his sharp sword...

The leader of Ping Xia took a closer look, good guy, what is this thing?
It took him a long time to realize belatedly, no, they have magic tools!

The fog dissipated, and there were five yellow-brown scallops on the ring, motionless, and the two seemingly hard shells were tightly closed without a single gap.

The leader of Ping Xiafeng gritted his teeth. Damn it, a bunch of trash are using magic tools.

"Chop it up for me!"

The rest of the men in white robes listened to the order, and all of them took their swords and slashed up. The sound of the sword was fast, accurate and ruthless. Everyone mustered their strength, but there was not even a mark or scratch on the shell. generated on.

Ping Xiafeng and the others became anxious, and some even began to curse, "You have the ability to come out, what is it to hide in there and be a coward?"

As soon as the words fell, a head actually poked out of a scallop, "Hit it, don't curse..."

Before Mo Fei could finish his sentence, the leader of Pingxia Peak began to order impatiently, "Cut me!!"

There was another bloodbath, and the sound of crackling fell, but it was like a pebble hitting a stone, which was useless, because Mo Fei had already hid in the shell.

Ping Xiafeng and the others were furious, but there was nothing they could do. They hid in shells like turtles, no matter how strong their formation was, they couldn't hurt them at all...

And the most irritating thing is that they can't hurt Qing Cangfeng and the others. They hide in the shells and poke out their heads from time to time, manipulating a sword to stab them. Not only the sword, but also Some unknown white things can be long or short and flexible, just like a hunter teasing their prey, wrapping them around Ping Xiafeng and the others, pointing here and there...

Although it is not very harmful, it is like scratching an itch, it doesn't matter, but it is extremely insulting. Isn't this obviously humiliating them?The popular heads of Ping Xiafeng and others were about to smoke, but there was nothing they could do...

You cut it, I cut it away, time has passed, and Ping Xiafeng's energy is gradually exhausted...

When they did not know how many times they picked up their swords and feebly slammed the extremely hard shells on Qing Cangfeng and others, the ruling elder at a high place suddenly said, "Qing Cangfeng - win."

Everyone looked at each other, why did Qing Cangfeng win?

Ping Xiafeng and the others also didn't understand. They haven't done anything yet, so why did they fail the challenge?

The ruling elder's robe fluttered, and he stood on a high place, "The time has come, and the winner has not yet been decided. Ping Xiafeng's challenge failed."

The leader of Ping Xiafeng was so angry that he swung his sword as if it was the last blow to vent his anger. He slashed hard at the tightly closed scallop. strength.

It's a pity that the scallops were stuck in place, still motionless, this desperate blow with all their strength didn't hurt Qingcang Peak at all...

The leader of Pingxia Peak was so angry that his eyes turned red. He swung his sword and wanted to strike at Qing Cangfeng and the others, but a light but intimidating force separated him. Ping Xiafeng failed the challenge, so hurry up and leave!"

Under the absolute suppression of Yuanying, the leader of Ping Xiafeng couldn't move at all. This was absolutely suppressed from the realm.

He was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood and fell to his knees.

The disciples below all looked at each other, "He is..."

"Not good, eight years ago he was defeated by Gu Chen, who is now a cripple, and now he is defeated by Qing Cangfeng, who is the most skilled at refining Qi. I am afraid that he will have a demon..."

The ruling elder didn't care so much, he waved his sleeves, and drove Ping Xiafeng and others off the ring, but he still looked at the five yellow-brown scallops on the ring still motionless.

He sternly said, "Qing Cang Peak, Qing Cang Peak!"

Five scallops were unresponsive.

The ruling elders used the power of the Nascent Soul and shouted three times before they responded.

The shell opened slightly, and a sword flew out, followed by dozens of crystal-clear white filamentous objects, which actually surrounded the Elder Judgment standing on the ring.

Moreover, the ruling elder seemed to be unable to break free for the first few breaths, and did not break free until after three breaths.

The disciples whispered to each other, "My God, how many treasures are there in Qingcang Peak!"

"This magic weapon is at least grade three or higher, and the power of the Nascent Soul stage is bound for three breaths..."

"Qingcang Peak actually has such a powerful refiner, it cannot be underestimated..."

(End of this chapter)