I seek death to dominate the world of immortality

Seeing Zhang Yuesong's disregard for his image, the sect masters and elders in the stands had different expressions.

Gu Feiyan smiled sarcastically: "Elder Yue Song really cherishes this young apprentice."

"To be so rude for a disciple."

Someone echoed him: "Tsk, tsk, so many people are watching, at least you should take your own identity into consideration."

Sect Master Zhao of the Xiaoyao Sect did not have a good young talent like Su Cheng. He envied Zhang Yuesong, so he understood Zhang Yuesong's behavior very well.

He sneered: "If you had such a talented disciple, wouldn't you be willing to stop him with this old face?"

"Maybe you are more excited than him."

After thinking about it, everyone nodded: "That's true."

Even Sect Master Su of Shenmeng Sect, who always followed the rules, did not dislike Zhang Yuesong at this time.

When the sharp spear penetrated Su Cheng's abdomen, Zhang Yuesong couldn't bear it and fainted.

Su Cheng looked down at his bleeding abdomen, first stunned, and then a little emotional.

It’s been too long since I’ve tried to commit suicide, and I really miss this feeling.

Counting the time, the last time she was stabbed was five or six years ago.

Time flies so slowly...

Her emotional expression confused Ye Zhanfeng.

Just when he was stunned, Su Cheng put away the heart of the sword, grabbed his spear, and pulled the blade out of his body.

The female nuns in the audience exclaimed, "Ah!!!"

"It hurts just looking at it!!"

The timid ones covered their eyes, but they couldn't help but watch the competition on the stage, so they looked through the gaps between their fingers.

Su Cheng felt that this level was almost the same, and she was familiar with the feeling of dying.

She didn't let go of her hand holding the spear, and released the ice spell from her palm.

Now that her cultivation level has improved, the power erupted from her palms is completely different from the ice technique she used on the first day.

The spear quickly froze. After Ye Zhanfeng reacted, he immediately let go.

Although his reaction was quick, it was not as fast as Su Cheng's ice technique.

When the frost reached Ye Zhanfeng's hands, sharp ice spikes suddenly sprouted, instantly piercing his palms.

Ye Zhanfeng's palm is not the end of Su Cheng's ice technique.

Almost instantly, its cold air followed Ye Zhanfeng's palm, reached his limbs, and penetrated into his Dantian.

His Nascent Soul was invaded by this powerful cold air, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing his pierced palm, he belatedly let out a scream of pain.

He looked at his hands in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that he would suffer such a big loss at the hands of a seriously injured person.

Su Cheng converted the cold air in his palm into flame, and the ice crystals on the spear melted instantly, and Ye Zhanfeng quickly let go of his hand.

One second later and his palms would have been burned.

The switch between ice and fire is instantaneous.

All this happened so fast that the people in the audience didn't even see clearly how many bloody holes suddenly appeared on Ye Zhanfeng's hand.

Ye Zhanfeng took several steps back, enduring the severe pain, and took out the healing elixir from the space bag.

Unfortunately, Su Cheng rushed up and kicked him away.

Then, she picked up Ye Zhanfeng's spear, flew up, and rushed towards Ye Zhanfeng.

The arrow of the spear was aimed at Ye Zhanfeng's head.

Before landing, Su Cheng kicked Ye Zhanfeng to the ground and at the same time, nailed the spear up.

"what!!!"

Gu Feiyan slapped the seat and stood up, shouting angrily: "Stop!"

Ye Zhanfeng is a rare talent of his Chiluo Sect. He spent so much resources and energy to cultivate him. How could he fail in a small sect alliance competition?

Sect Master Su of Shenmeng Sect said leisurely: "Sect Master Gu, you have lost your composure."

She could see clearly just now that Ye Zhanfeng had killed Su Cheng. The two of them are no longer as simple as a competition.

If Su Cheng doesn't have the intention to kill, he will be the one who dies.

She felt that there was nothing wrong with what Su Cheng did.

Gu Feiyan gritted his teeth and shouted: "Shut up! You stinky bitch!"

Sect Leader Su's expression changed greatly: "You!"

Ye Zhanfeng's heart was in his throat. He had never taken the Sect Alliance Competition seriously.

When Vendetta asked him to play, he thought it was a waste of time and made sure it wouldn't take much time for him to play.

I didn't expect that I would explain it here.

Seeing the sword blade getting closer and closer to him, Ye Zhanfeng closed his eyes uncontrollably.

hum-

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Amazing screams erupted on the stage, and everyone was afraid to watch. The spear was nailed to the head. Just thinking about it felt bloody.

Yang Ziqi patted his junior brothers and sisters and said, "Hey, look, look, Ye Zhanfeng is not dead."

Li Zhenjing said in a weak voice: "Ah? He's not dead?"

Yang Ziqi pulled off his hand that was covering his eyes.

"Open your eyes and look at me!"

Li Zhenjing slowly put down his hand and found that Ye Zhanfeng's head was intact, except that his left ear was nailed to the floor with a spear.

There was a long gunshot in Ye Zhanfeng's ears, and the ground beneath him trembled.

The pain in his ear made his body convulse.

When he opened his eyes, what he saw was Su Cheng's arrogant smile. She raised her palm and struck his Dantian.

"He wants to destroy Ye Zhanfeng's cultivation!"

"He must be avenging his senior sister. His senior sister fell to the wrong level at the hands of Ye Zhanfeng, so he wants to destroy Ye Zhanfeng's cultivation!"

"Oh my God, how important is cultivation to a cultivator? If Su Cheng did this, it would be better to kill him directly!"

Yang Ziqi felt warm in his heart, "Junior Brother Xiaocheng, it turns out that you are working so hard for me."

Gu Sheng was stunned and began to look at Yang Ziqi.

After looking at it twice, I couldn't help but frown. Does Su Cheng like this type?

Vendetta saw Ye Zhanfeng stumbled, and his whole body felt as if it was on fire, "Beast! Beast!"

"What a beast!!"

His rage was so terrifying that the people around him were afraid to speak.

Ye Zhanfeng clearly felt that the Nascent Soul in his Dantian was shattered, and he suddenly couldn't even feel the pain in his left ear, and only fear remained in his eyes.

Su Cheng was not as ruthless as those people said. She showed mercy and did not really want to destroy Ye Zhanfeng.

After all, the people who really offended her were Qiu Shabi and Liu Yunyun, and Ye Zhanfeng was just a tool of Chiluo Sect.

But no matter what, it is a fact that he, a tool man, took action, and he did not suffer unjustly.

Seeing Ye Zhanfeng's state of mind falling step by step, Su Cheng felt not only more comfortable, but also happier that the feeling of going home was coming.

She held on to her last bit of strength, looked arrogant, and pretended to be her last bit in the world.

"Little Zhuji, do you still want to fight?"

Ye Zhanfeng was trembling all over and couldn't move at all. He gritted his teeth and said, "What do you think?"

Su Cheng raised her lips and smiled, turned to look at the dumbfounded referee and said, "Uncle, announce the result."

The referee finally came to his senses, rang the gong, and said loudly: "Changbai Zong Su Cheng, wins -"

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience cheered.

Amidst the cheers, Su Cheng slowly closed his eyes and fell down.