Beauty's Personal Physician

Wang Qing's status in the past was not important, a group of old guys knew very well that Wang Qing might win an unprecedented opportunity for them next.

"If you win this battle, you will join the Xiling clan as soon as you go back. In the future, our clan will become your solid backing and fully support you in succeeding the next generation of King Qingyang!" The leading elder of the Xiling clan smiled unequivocally. The words made Wang Qing's elders very excited.

Wang Qing himself was looking forward to it. He smiled triumphantly and strode towards the open space.

Yang Di had been waiting there for a long time, with an indifferent expression, calmly holding the dim iron sword, like a ruthless assassin, brewing a bewitching bloody fireworks.

Wang Qing stopped tens of meters away. Although he couldn't wait to make a move, he still didn't dare to forget the explanation of the seniors of the Xiling tribe.

According to the instructions of the seniors of the Xiling tribe, before the fight, he needs to make some rounds to secure the chips in advance after winning.

"This Young Marquis doesn't fight against unknown pawns, so before the fight, we..." Wang Qing was ready to open the door as soon as he entered the stage.

"Then you can get out!" But before he could finish speaking, Yang Di interrupted his speech in a rude and cold voice.

"Hahaha!"

Xu Bai and the others laughed wildly over there, the boss is really too bad, that young master clearly had something to say, but he choked on him as soon as he started brewing.

Wang Qing really felt ashamed, his face was livid, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, I will make my arrogance pay for it!"

Seeing that Wang Qing was enraged and forgot what he was supposed to do, several Xiling elders looked at each other, and one of them hurriedly winked at several elders in Qingyang Palace.

The elders of the Qingyang Palace understood, and someone quickly stood up and said seriously: "Your Excellency has been setting the conditions for the many rules of this battle just now. Since you asked not to limit life and death, then we should naturally have some positions. In short, for the defeated party, everything will be handled by the opponent, can you object?"

The attitude of this elder of the palace clan is quite strong, but his words moved the strong people of all parties. The old man has obviously cunningly made the constraints that the Xiling tribe and the Qingyang Palace wanted.

Behind all of that is related to the interests that the Xiling tribe and Qingyang Palace really want.

However, this is basically the current thinking of all parties, so it is impossible for anyone to stand up and comment on right and wrong, because they will do the same when it is their turn next time. That kid's life is worthless in the eyes of all parties. It is the good fortune of its body.

On the Dharma boat, Elder Lu Jie and others frowned. These people became more and more brazen, and their sinister hearts were so blatantly blatant.

"This is what he needs to face, and he can't avoid it." The headmaster Yukong said lightly.

There are some things that everyone understands, but saying it can't change anything, because those people won't admit it.

Regarding the old man's cunning conditions, Yang Di reacted indifferently. He glanced up and said mockingly: "What exactly do you want, you might as well make a list, it's more straightforward!"

"Boy, what nonsense are you talking about? The old man is just standing in the position of this battle to argue, and the old man has never said that this is only applicable to our people. If you win, you can also enjoy everything of the loser. The weak will eat the strong!" , This is an eternal truth!"

The old-fashioned Zong of Qingyang Palace turned blue, and he barked a lot like a dog barking, but the core intention was actually to occupy everything about Yang Di.

"Okay, why are there so many nonsense, it seems that you are so shameless, I do what you wish, as long as I can win, I can take everything away!" Yang Di waved his hand impatiently, and calmly stated his position .

In fact, these are not important anymore. They cannot lose this battle, because according to the agreement between Master Yukong and all parties, if he loses, it is equivalent to losing everything, including freedom of movement.

Hearing Yang Di's personal promise, not only the Xiling tribe and the Qingyang Palace, but also the powerhouses from all sides were overjoyed.

Things had progressed to this point, and they were finally getting what they wanted.

"Boy, this is what you said yourself, if this Shaohou..." Wang Qing Shaohou, who was qualified for the first battle, was even more ecstatic, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he wanted to win this victory as quickly as possible.

puff!

However, before the young marquis could finish speaking, his body was already frozen there, and when a blood flower was stirred up, his voice also stopped abruptly.

"If this Shaohou...if...if..." Wang Qing's pupils dilated, as if something was blocked in his throat, his voice was hoarse, and his tone gradually weakened.

The eyes of all the people present had already froze, because in a blink of an eye, they suddenly discovered that there was a section of sword blade on the back of Wang Qing's neck, which was dripping blood.

The blade of the sword is full of rust, the material is extremely poor, and it has no brilliance at all, but at this moment it has become a symbol of death.

It enters through the throat and exits through the back of the neck.

Sealing the throat with a sword, a fatal blow!

Wang Qing couldn't finish his sentence in the end, his pupils began to slacken, and his vitality quickly disappeared.

The man standing in front of him quickly withdrew his iron sword, glanced at the body lying on the ground, and said indifferently: "No if!"

The simple four words rang loudly, and the scene was dead silent.

No one would have thought just now that this battle would end so quickly, so fast that it was a bit unreal, as if everything had changed with a blink of an eye.

Few people at the scene saw clearly how Yang Di shot, but everyone saw Wang Qing's eyes when he fell to the ground.

Those eyes were full of shock, fear, unwillingness and confusion. He didn't understand how he lost his life until he died.

"what!"

"Little Lord!"

After a while, several clan elders and a group of attendants of Qingyang Palace were the first to react, and then went mad.

They also screamed in terror, going mad to rush forward to avenge their young master.

However, before these people could leave, an invisible force enveloped them, restricting their movements.

That power came from the ancestors of the Xiling tribe.

"Senior..." A group of people in Qingyang Palace looked in horror.

"Okay, Wang Qing has already been defeated, so there is no need to say anything more." The ancestor of the Xiling tribe said lightly.

Hearing this, whether it is the people of Qingyang Palace or the elders of the Xiling tribe, they are full of unwillingness and anger.

For them, not only lost an important child, but also lost a great opportunity.

At the same time, this is also a great humiliation to the Xiling people and the Qingyang Houfu!

However, just as the old ancestor said, Wang Qing was defeated, he died, and the dust of this battle was settled.

According to the previous agreement of all parties, even if they are furious now, they can't change anything. With the presence of the senior officials of the Immortal Academy and a demon venerable secretly looking down, it is impossible for them to seek revenge on that kid.

For all parties, Wang Qing's death caused them mixed joy and sorrow. The joy was that the opportunity was still there, and the worry was the way Wang Qing died in battle just now.

To be precise, Wang Qing didn't die in battle, he was completely killed by someone else. This young marquis master had no room to resist, and he didn't even know how he died. It can be said that he died very uselessly.

At the same time, this also confirmed from the side that the brat's strength was beyond imagination, at least much stronger than the superficial cultivation base.

Wang Qing has the third level of the nine realms, and is also a disciple of the Holy Academy. No matter how bad he is, he can parry a few times, but the reality is a bit unacceptable.

"What is the origin of this kid? His sword is so fast!" Someone of the older generation said in horror.

"Not only fast, but extremely ruthless. The Qingyang Gang Qi in the Qingyang Hou Mansion is not small, and it has always been known for its strong defense. But at that moment just now, the Qingyang Gang Qi that the Young Marquis Master's body spontaneously unfolded has not yet formed an effective The shield was pierced by the opponent's iron sword!"

"Could it be that there is a mystery in that iron sword, otherwise, how can an eight-level monk have such fierce fighting power!"

Many strong men are secretly speaking out. For all parties who sent their juniors to participate in the war, Wang Qing's death is a dangerous signal and brings uneasiness.

At the same time, some elders were also disappointed by Yang Di's methods, so they immediately used the topic to make use of it. An old man from the Tian clan looked ugly, and clasped his fists at the master Yukong and the others: "This son has a cruel heart. As a formal disciple, he could have won in one go, but he never gave Wang Qing the slightest chance to survive, this is definitely not a performance of taking into account the friendship of the same sect!"

"Perhaps in his eyes, he is a member of the Immortal Courtyard, and the disciples on the side of the Holy Court are not his brothers and sisters at all."

"This is clearly a provocation to the Holy Court!"

"If there are seniors from the Holy Academy here, they will definitely not sit idly by!"

Many people added fuel to the flames, took the opportunity to add insult to injury, smeared Yang Di, and even set him up as a public enemy of the Holy Academy with ulterior motives, vaguely trying to provoke the two houses.

At the same time, young people from various ethnic groups who were practicing in the holy courtyard also stood up to speak out at the right time, accusing Yang Di of being too ruthless.

But for these, the master Yukong seemed to have not seen it, and a group of elders of the heavenly elders also reacted calmly, and they didn't even bother to talk to each other.

Afterwards, they didn't need to explain anything to the Holy Academy. Similarly, if the disciples of the Immortal Academy fell, the Celestial Academy would remain silent.

For a long time, the two colleges have been more of a platform for further study for many young people. Many people have serious selfishness, and some forces even intend to spread branches and leaves inside the two colleges, with great ambitions.

These high-level officials of the two institutes have long been commonplace. Generally speaking, unless they are relatively loyal disciples or lay Buddhists, the two institutes have always only sought benefits for everyone in the general direction, and rarely intervened in personal grievances.

As for Yang Di himself, he even sneered back and said with a sneer: "I said that the person who decides to fight must be prepared to fight me to the death. Do you really think this is a joke?"

Faced with this kind of provocation, all parties were grieving with hatred, and many people could see that this kid killed Wang Qing with one move, clearly demonstrating to them.

However, Yang Di did far more than that. Looking at the corpse lying on the ground in a pool of blood, he didn't show any mercy, but stepped forward indifferently, and took away all valuable things from the other person.

Immediately, Yang Di flipped his hands and took out a jade bead from Wang Qing's sumeru bag. The thing exudes good fluctuations, and there can be lines like talisman seals inside.

Jade talisman!

A magical weapon with extremely lethal power, it can be used for a limited number of times, but it is extremely powerful. It looks a bit like the one-time talisman seal, but the internal seal is often more powerful, and its actions are more subtle.

According to Yang Di's estimate, this thing is at least a fourth-level jade talisman, which is activated by a monk at the beginning of the Ninth Realm. amazing!

"It's more suitable for you to protect yourself!" Yang Di naturally threw it to Mansha behind him, then looked at the ancestor of the Xiling tribe, grinned and said: "Such a good thing, in this era It should be impossible to make it, but unfortunately the Young Marquis Master was slow to react and failed to show its usefulness, let our sister make good use of it in the future, thank you!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of the Xiling tribe, this little bastard dared to tease himself.

"Let him be proud for a while, and when Su Lei goes into battle, he will definitely know how powerful he is!" Several Xiling elders also gritted their teeth in hatred.