Sansheng Xiantu is here for you

Chapter 771
"Bah!"

The moment his palm hit the barrier hard, Leng Junjie's barrier shattered in response.

The shattered barrier swirled through the air in an instant, and the yin and yang energy circulating outside instantly turned into an electric current, and it was shot towards the wind.

"Shhhhhhh..."

The strong sound of friction enveloped Feng Yiqing who was still in the attacking state.

A sharp stabbing pain came, and Feng Yiqing's whole body trembled violently as if electrified.

"It's really thunderous." The fifth elder couldn't hide the smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's just that the current Leng Junjie's thunderous actions are just pediatrics.

But being able to reach this level also made him very gratified.

Just as everyone in the Leng family breathed a sigh of relief, the suppressed Feng Yiqing had already knelt in the arena.

The exposed skin was pierced with red spots by Leng Junjie's yin and yang energy, and he couldn't help but gasp in pain due to the pain.

"you lose."

As Leng Junjie said, just as he was about to strike the final blow, he saw Feng Yiqing look up, with a strange smile on his face.

"Brat, you are the one who is going to die!"

At this moment, Leng Junjie suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck.

Just as he was about to raise his hand to touch it, a golden shadow flew out from his neck quickly, wrapping around Feng Yiqing's robe.

That thing was so fast that even Leng Junjie didn't see clearly what it was.

"You actually cheated!"

Leng Junjie let out an angry roar, raised his hand to touch his neck, and a splotch of blood dazzled his fingertips.

With a moment of respite, Feng Yiqing staggered to his feet from the table.

Feng Yiqing stood up straight, clenching Senbai's teeth tightly, and stretched out his hand, revealing what was on his wrist.

It was a golden crab scorpion, this kind of creature was born with centipedes, if fed with poison, it would become the first-class poison in the world.

According to the rules, the selection meeting is a martial arts tournament. Although the cultivation stage of a cultivator is important, what the clan values ​​is the adaptability on the battlefield and the plasticity of the whole person.

Except that weapons and potions cannot be used, other methods are available.

What's more, the poison that Feng Yiqing raises can be regarded as a kind in terms of martial arts.

"Cheat? Brat, you didn't take precautions, and you still blame me?" Feng Yiqing said with a half-smile, "If you met me in the wild, you would have been a dead soul!"

He purposely finished speaking slowly, and the moment the last tone fell, Leng Junjie suddenly felt a sinister aura, which penetrated directly into his body from the wound on his neck.

The coldness pierced through the blood and stimulated the nerves, for a moment Leng Junjie let out a low growl in pain.

The uncomfortable look directly made Duhu, who had been quiet on the sidelines, stand up.

There were bursts of threatening sounds from its throat, and it fixed on Feng Yiqing's body.

Seeing the other party's appearance, Feng Yiqing sneered with a smile on his face: "Such a big summoned beast is useless at this time."

As if he could understand what Feng Yiqing meant, Dug let out a low growl in his heavy voice, revealing two pure white fangs.

A trace of anger flashed across Leng Junjie's eyes, "You are so conceited that you will only become a scourge in the future if you are in the clan! Today, I will not let you succeed!"

After he finished speaking, his eyes fixed on Feng Yiqing.

(End of this chapter)