Chapter 814

In their view, Jiang Shan and Peng Yun were simply sick in the head, unable to distinguish friend from foe?

It was simply like they had delivered themselves to the door; now, facing five with two, even escaping had become a problem.

And such a good opportunity, Yu Mo and the others naturally wouldn't let go.

If they could kill them, they absolutely had to kill them; destroying these two old demons was also solving a major problem for the Dao One Sect.

After all, being constantly targeted by three Demon Emperors wasn't a small matter; they weren't afraid of thieves stealing, but they were afraid of thieves targeting them.

Without giving any chance, the surrounding space was directly imprisoned.

In less than an hour of fighting, the two Demon Emperors had already been completely suppressed, and there were many additional wounds on their bodies.

However, wanting to kill a Demon Emperor in a short time was clearly very difficult.

Time passed bit by bit, but the battle showed no signs of ending, whether it was here with Yu Mo and the others or on the main battlefield below.

However, at this moment, on the main battlefield of the Dao One Sect and the Qingyun Sect, the Dao One Sect disciples were fighting with increasing spirit; the main reason, naturally, was that at the back of the battlefield, Ye Changqing had set up a large pot.

He hadn't intended to cook at first; Ye Changqing had also joined the battle initially.

But as they fought, Xu Jie and Zhao Zhengping intentionally came to his side and said earnestly.

"Junior Brother Changqing, are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

"Sigh, actually, everyone has their own strengths, and Junior Brother Changqing is the same. On this battlefield, only by finding the right method can you perfectly exert your advantages."

Hearing Xu Jie's words, Ye Changqing had a face full of question marks; what are you hinting at?

"Senior Brother's meaning............."

"Oh, nothing, I'm just thinking that if we could drink a bowl of high-quality soup at this time, I believe the combat power of the fellow disciples would definitely soar."

Saying this, he looked at Ye Changqing with expectation, and Zhao Zhengping and the others on the side were the same.

Just like that, Ye Changqing set up a pot to boil soup, and as the fragrance dispersed, sure enough, the Dao One Sect disciples were all excited.

Except for the Blood Blade Peak disciples who didn't know what was going on, the other Divine Jianfeng, Jade Maiden Peak, and Wenxue Academy Peak disciples were all like they had been injected with chicken blood.

"Hold on, take turns, don't be chaotic; my Divine Jianfeng comes first."

"Bullshit, it was you guys last time; this time it should be my turn."

"We Wenxue Academy Peak aren't good at fighting; it should be us."

"Xu Jie, what are you guys doing?"

While everyone was still fighting over the order of drinking soup, Xu Jie and the others had already rushed to the large pot, picked up their bowls, and started drinking.

Why say so much at a time like this? Just go for it.

The scene outside the Near-Sea Camp seemed to have reappeared, but the difference was that this time, the high-bone soup Ye Changqing boiled had even better effects.

Not only could it quickly relieve pain, but its help for injury recovery was increasingly obvious.

Some simple skin wounds recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You hold on for a bit; I'm going to drink a bowl of soup and will be back soon."

Hong Zun, who was dealing with three Qingyun Sect Saints in cooperation with Qingshi, had just spoken, but when he turned his head, Qingshi was nowhere to be seen.

Only Qingshi's shout came from afar.

"Old drunkard, hold on; I'm going to drink first."

"Do you damn well have no shame?"

The Dao One Sect disciples on the battlefield would disappear while fighting, which left the Qingyun Sect disciples confused—what was the meaning of this?

And the Blood Blade Peak disciples were the same.

"Senior Brother, what are you guys............"

"Nothing, Senior Brother was just slashed twice, going back to eat an elixir; Junior Brother, you hold on for a bit."

Huh???

You have to retreat to eat an elixir?

At first they were confused, but later, some Blood Blade Peak disciples also tried coming to Ye Changqing's large pot and drank a bowl of soup.

At such a critical moment, they naturally didn't care who it was; as long as they were Dao One Sect disciples, anyone could drink a bowl.

And tasting the flavor of this soup, the Blood Blade Peak disciples were instantly amazed.

No wonder, no wonder; these guys had actually been hiding such a good thing and not saying anything—were they still fellow disciples?

A delicious taste they had never tasted before; after drinking, they rushed back to the battlefield, and facing the inquiries of fellow Blood Blade Peak disciples, those who had just been cursing the Divine Jianfeng and Jade Maiden Peak disciples didn't hesitate to say.

"Junior Brother, where did you go?"

"Oh, I was slashed eighteen times just now, went back to eat an elixir."

Huh???

Hearing this, the Senior Brother looked him up and down with a strange expression—do you think I'm an idiot?

Slashed eighteen times? And you still have the life to stand here and talk to me?

Facing the Senior Brother's strange gaze, the Junior Brother also felt a bit guilty.

"Senior Brother, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Were you.......... slashed by a nail clipper?"

From head to toe, except for a small wound on the shoulder, the rest of the body was intact; you tell me how these eighteen slashes were made?

Hearing this, the Junior Brother's old face turned red, and he changed the subject.

"Don't mess around, Senior Brother; Junior Brother was slashed by a soul strike, every slash hitting the divine soul."

Huh???

The more he spoke, the more absurd it became, and such things were constantly happening.

When drinking soup, they cursed the Divine Jianfeng and Jade Maiden Peak disciples for not being loyal—fellow disciples, and they didn't even say anything when they had such a good thing.

But once they went back and met fellow disciples who didn't know, the choice was without exception, just like the Divine Jianfeng and Jade Maiden Peak—don't ask, if you ask, it's that they ate an elixir.

But such concealment clearly wouldn't last long, and everyone wasn't a fool.

More and more Blood Blade Peak disciples discovered the secret and scrambled to drink the soup.

Gradually, not only the Dao One Sect disciples but even the Qingyun Sect disciples discovered something was wrong, and someone looked toward the large pots at the back of the battlefield, eyes full of suspicion.

"There's a problem, Senior Brother, there's definitely a problem there."

"Where?"

"Those large pots and tables; I just saw that Dao One Sect disciples go there from time to time to drink something."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, the Senior Brother also looked over, and sure enough, many Dao One Sect disciples were gathered there drinking something.

"Charge over and take a look, flip that table."

Although they didn't know what the situation was, flipping it was definitely fine; regardless of what the Dao One Sect disciples were drinking, just destroying it with their eyes closed was the right thing to do. ===== CHAPTER 815 =====