Chapter 64

A purple robe, a white shirt.

At this moment, they became the focus of everyone in the arena.

A sea of people, shouting and cheering.

However, all of this could not affect the two on the stage at all.

"I've always heard that you Dahe Market cultivators are the best at fighting, but today, I am quite disappointed!"

Bai Qi played with a crimson ball in his hand, his expression playful.

"In the previous seven battles, except for that Sick Tiger Zeng Wen, not one could catch my eye; you wouldn't be more useless than him, would you?"

The tall Qin Liangchen had his nostrils facing the sky, extremely disdainful.

"Zeng Wen? He is not worthy of being compared to me. He once tried to snatch a woman from me and was beaten by me until he ran away with his tail between his legs."

Bai Qi's eyes lit up, "So, you have some skills!"

That was the look of seeing a hunter's joy.

Qin Liangchen didn't like this look; he had always treated demonic beasts and rogue cultivators as prey.

A golden mace suddenly flew out.

"If you want to fight, then fight; where do all these nonsense words come from!"

The golden mace, powerful and heavy, suddenly smashed out, its majestic power suppressing people's hearts.

Bai Qi was unhurried and threw the crimson ball in his hand upward.

Instantly!

The sky was filled with sword light, and killing intent burst forth.

Just in one encounter, the sword light crisscrossed like silk, tightly wrapping the golden mace.

Extreme cutting power erupted, and the golden mace instantly disintegrated, turning into countless fragments scattered in all directions.

"Sword Pill!"

Qin Liangchen's expression changed drastically!

"Eh, it's actually our sect's Sword Pill."

At the most luxurious stand, Luo Tianhong exclaimed in surprise.

The Core Formation True Person Pang Renxiong, who had been closing his eyes and resting, couldn't help but open his eyes.

After just a glance, he shook his head and closed his eyes again.

From beginning to end, he did not make any evaluation.

Luo Tianhong didn't care; a Qi Refining cultivator using a Sword Pill certainly wouldn't catch the Elder's eye.

He was very interested in watching.

But after carefully watching for two rounds, he also frowned.

"Crooked ways, not worthy of being called a sword cultivator!"

The moment the Sword Pill appeared, almost everyone with some knowledge turned their eyes to the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect's stand.

However, no Jade Cauldron sword cultivator spoke.

Even some Qi Refining sect members who came to help showed shock, and then anger arose.

The spectators didn't know the situation, so they had to turn their attention back to the Dao-discussing platform.

Under that sky full of sword silk, the Po Shan Gang cultivator struggled to support himself, his purple robe full of cuts.

"That purple robe should be a top-grade defensive magic robe; the Po Shan Gang really spent a lot of money, even taking out such good things."

"But in front of a sharp weapon like a Sword Pill, I'm afraid it won't last a few rounds."

"This person is in danger!"

Everyone could see Qin Liangchen's condition clearly.

No matter what magic tool he sacrificed, under that rain-like and silk-like sword light, it would turn into fragments in just two or three breaths.

In the stand where the Po Shan Gang was, Murong Qinglian had already stood up nervously.

Her teeth bit her lip, and her delicate body trembled.

"Uncle Mi, can Liangchen win?"

Mi Shuhua's expression was solemn, "The opponent is using a Sword Pill, whose attack power is unparalleled among magic tools, but with the Purple River Dao Robe I gave him, Liangchen is safe for a while. But long defense will lead to loss; Liangchen must launch a counterattack!"

Can he counterattack?

Under that sky full of crimson sword light, how many Qi Refining cultivators can break through the encirclement?

Luo Chen's heart beat wildly; there is such a magic tool in the world.

No, or rather, the Sword Pill is no longer a magic tool.

Every Sword Pill of the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect can strictly be considered a magic treasure embryo.

As long as a cultivator nourishes it with spiritual sense and magic power every day, they can refine it with true fire when advancing to the Core Formation stage and upgrade it to a magic treasure.

Such a sharp weapon, even with a top-grade defensive magic robe, cannot be defended.

Brother Qin, how should he break the situation?

If I encounter such an enemy in the future, how should I resist?

Break the situation?

Qin Liangchen's hair and beard stood up, and he took out another magic tool.

Opposite him, Bai Qi saw this scene and laughed wildly.

"Such inferior magic tools are useless against my Sword Pill!"

Qin Liangchen was unmoved; as soon as the magic tool was sacrificed, he destroyed the formation engraved on it with massive spiritual power.

Boom!

The magic tool self-destructed instantly!

The massive power immediately pushed the sky full of sword light away for a moment.

His move clearly learned from Yang Rusheng's fighting style in the previous battle.

Opportunity!

Qin Liangchen seized the opportunity and rushed forward.

Bai Qi showed a sneer, as if he had long known about such a weakness.

The sword light dispersed, and the power was not condensed enough.

But he was prepared!

His ten fingers clicked continuously, and blood from his fingertips sprayed out.

The sword light in the air suddenly condensed into one, turning into a giant blood-colored sword that slashed down on his head.

Blood-refining method!

When he used this move, many people were relieved.

No wonder he could control a Sword Pill that only Foundation Establishment cultivators could barely master at the Qi Refining stage.

The blood-refining method can indeed do it.

But doing so hurts oneself and hurts the Sword Pill even more.

The embryo that could have been promoted to a magic treasure can never be advanced for the rest of its life and can only be used as a top-grade attack magic tool.

No wonder the people of the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect would show disdain and even anger.

Using such an inferior method is an insult to the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect's Sword Pill.

They were relieved.

But what Qin Liangchen faced was a real life-and-death crisis.

Facing the giant blood-colored sword slashing down on his head, Qin Liangchen widened his eyes and rushed forward regardless of everything.

The opportunity is only this one time.

Even if he dies, he must seize it!

A jade-like palm lifted up and grasped the sword light.

"Ah..."

A scream came from his mouth; in the palm of his hand, a Sword Pill trembled wildly.

The purple magic robe continuously erupted with purple light, trying to resist the sword light bursting out, but how could it resist the power of a magic treasure embryo?

In less than three breaths, the purple light dissipated.

Following closely was the sound of explosions.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Starting from his palm, Qin Liangchen's flesh and blood began to disintegrate inch by inch.

Opposite him, Bai Qi sneered continuously; he had never seen such a stupid person who dared to use his flesh and blood to take a killing move of a Sword Pill.

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.

Three breaths, the opponent was already very close to him.

Bang!

Another explosion sounded.

What he saw was not a look of despair and pain, but a ferocious and terrifying face.

"Drink!"

The only remaining left hand, glowing with a pure white jade color, was raised high.

And then slashed down.

Bai Qi fell to the ground in astonishment, and at the same time, the crimson Sword Pill fell, with countless silk threads wrapped around it.

Qin Liangchen panted heavily and smiled ferociously: "Why do you think I'm called the Broken Jade Tiger!"

On his left hand, he didn't know when he had put on a white glove.

It was precisely this magic tool that he used to split Bai Qi's body from a distance of one zhang.

For this, the price Qin Liangchen paid was his right hand, from the palm to the arm, all being cut into fragments.

Everyone looked at the stage, at the one-armed man with only one hand left.

At his feet was Bai Qi, who had been split in two.

The battle of Qi Refining could be so tragic!

Before anyone knew it, Miao Zhen had landed on the stage.

He shook his head, reached out and grabbed, and the Sword Pill fell into his hand.

"In this battle, Po Shan Gang's Qin Liangchen wins."

After announcing the result, he said indifferently: "This Sword Pill and all the trophies on this person belong to our Jade Cauldron Sword Sect."

Qin Liangchen's brain was a bit dizzy now; hearing that someone wanted to snatch his trophies, he couldn't help but look up.

"Your hand is ruined; we will help you replace it with a suitable hand."

"In addition, we will compensate you with ten thousand spirit stones."

"Alright, you go down!"

"Oh."

Hearing that he could get a new hand, Qin Liangchen's consciousness was still there, and he responded dizzily and left the Dao-discussing platform.

When he reached the door, Murong Qinglian was already waiting there.

He grinned and spat out a few words.

"I'm back."