Chapter 692

"This is... Dragon beard rope!" Li Chongxu observed carefully, suddenly his face changed greatly and gave a cry of surprise.

Elder Xu's face changed greatly and lost his voice: "this magic weapon contains the power of the ancient dragon. It can imprison any martial artist. It's the family treasure of Zhang Jia! Yang traitor... It's dangerous!"

"Boy, die!"

On the stage, Zhang Qiufeng's eyes flashed a sharp killing intention. Holding a sword in both hands, he rushed towards Yang rebel without politeness. The long sword was held high, and the electric light on it flickered, so he was about to chop down towards Yang rebel.

"Zhang Qiufeng, stop!" at this moment, Zhao Ruijie stood up and gave a violent drink like thunder.

Zhang Qiufeng stopped in front of Yang traitor, and his eyes slowly dissipated, replaced by a color of regret.

Yes, Zhang Qiufeng deeply regretted that he wanted to take the opportunity to kill Yang traitor and finish it all. However, since Zhao Ruijie, as a referee, spoke, he had to stop.

He knows that Yang traitor is the seed player that Jiang xiangtian focuses on training. If he really kills Yang traitor, especially when Zhao Ruijie calls a stop, Jiang xiangtian will be angry with himself.

Now, he still has to get Jiang xiangtian's approval and support and hold the beauty back. Therefore, he absolutely dare not kill all, which makes Jiang xiangtian unhappy.

"Instructor Zhao shouted to stop because the outcome has been divided?"

Zhang Qiufeng lifted the sword upside down, and a winner's smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He looked at the stage and asked questions with a little pride.

Zhao Ruijie's heart caught his throat.

Although there was an uproar at the scene, he suddenly felt that all around him were quiet and only heard Zhang Qiufeng's question——

"Has the outcome been divided?"

Aware of all the eyes in the audience, Zhao Ruijie lowered his head, clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes were very gloomy. Cold sweat trickled out of his head, and his whole body could not help shaking.

Did Yang rebel fail?

Did Mr. Jiang's plan fail? I'm really unwilling, but what can I do

You can't let Zhang Qiufeng kill Yang traitor with one sword!

Zhao Ruijie closed his mouth tightly, clenched his teeth, and the muscles on his cheeks jumped. Finally, he spoke with difficulty:

"This time, Zhang Qiufeng -"

Before the word "win" was shouted out, suddenly, a voice was uploaded from the station: "Zhang Qiufeng, what's your hurry? I haven't lost yet!"

Yang traitor!

As soon as Zhao Ruijie's eyes turned, he saw a small bow in Yang traitor's hand.

An exquisite bow without bowstring!

Shake the heavenly bow!

Zhang Qiufeng turned around, his face suddenly changed, then slowly raised his long sword and said with a grim smile: "Yang traitor, tenacious resistance, is it interesting? Since you want to die, I will help you!"

"If you want me to die, you have to have that ability!" Yang traitor lay on the ground with a mocking smile on his mouth.

"When death comes, you're tough! No wonder I am!" Zhang Qiufeng's anger starts from his heart and cleaves down with the power of his long sword!

"Too slow!"

Yang's rebellious sense urges him, Hoo Hoo! Abundant auras flew out of the dragon's whiskers and rushed towards the sky shaking bow!

In the twinkling of an eye, the aura on the dragon's whisker rope was absorbed, and its color became dark and broken, like a dead snake!

"Well, how is this possible?"

Zhang Qiufeng stepped back in fear, forgot to attack and escape, and muttered to himself.

Longxusuo is the most precious treasure of Zhangjia. It is said that the ancestor of Zhangjia once killed a dragon in the deep mountains and rivers in a secret place.

The old ancestor used the dragon beard as the material and carefully refined it for 13 years by imitating the method of binding immortals and cables, the most precious treasure of the pre-Qin period.

The Dragon whisker rope has the power of the dragon. It can not only bind the opponent, but also absorb the Qi machine in the opponent's body. It is really wonderful and has unlimited magical powers.

Zhang Jia attached great importance to this magic weapon. It was placed in the treasure Pavilion of Zhang Jia's mansion. It was heavily prohibited and guarded by more than a dozen local martial arts people. It was easily afraid to show it to others. It was the treasure of the town house.

This time, Zhang Qiufeng's competition for the position of walking in the world is of great importance. His grandfather took out the treasure and gave it to Zhang Qiufeng to help him.

Zhang Qiufeng thought that once the baby came out, Yang traitor only had to be caught, but he didn't expect that the dragon beard rope was absorbed by the unknown bow in Yang traitor's hand, which made him scared to death.

Yang traitor broke away from the dragon's beard rope in an instant, dodged a lightning flash, jumped up and stood in the air.

At the same time, a silver bow string and arrow condensed by aura also appeared on the sky shaking bow!

Yang traitor, who was in mid air, pulled the bow string to the extreme in an instant. The bow was like a full moon. The aura arrow aimed at Zhang Qiufeng, who was stunned, and suddenly loosened the bow string!

Reiki arrow, shoot out!

The arrow suddenly disappeared above the bow string and disappeared in the Milky air turbulence!

Hiss!

The sharp sound of breaking the air tore the whole silent stadium, just like ghosts crying, making people's scalp numb.

The real Qi arrow blasted down with a milky white real Qi turbulence. Where it passed, the space collapsed and torn, distorted and blurred.

There seemed to be twelve hurricanes at the scene, with smoke and dust rolling and flying sand and stones. Everyone felt a terrible pressure and suddenly stopped breathing.

On the challenge arena, there were terrible cracks. The green strips of stone were crushed, and the stone chips crumbled, and then turned into powder. In an instant, it was in a mess.

Zhang Qiufeng's pupil suddenly contracted into the tip of a needle, and his heart was full of warning signs.

"Roar!"

He drank violently. The majestic Qi drum swung so that the corners of his clothes were raised like a flag, and his hair was flying, condensing a lot of Qi. The armor covered his whole body. At the same time, he held a sword in both hands, raised it high, and chopped down the top of Mount Tai.

Suddenly, a blade the size of a door panel cut through the sky and collided with the Reiki arrow like a rainbow through the sun!

Boom! An earth shaking explosion shook people's eardrums, and then everything fell silent!

Everyone was temporarily deaf and there was silence around.

But it was clear that Zhang Qiufeng, with a canopy of sad blood, flew 20 meters away and fell under the challenge arena.

Zhang Qiufeng bowed his head hard and looked at his chest. There was a touch of amazement... And panic in his eyes.

On his chest, a flower, a blood flower, a miserable Blood Flower bloomed.

The center of the blood flower is a transparent hole!

The body is damaged, the meridians are broken, the acupoints and orifices are broken, and all cultivation achievements are lost!

Even the miracle doctor who has the ability of heaven and earth is powerless to recover from such serious injuries.

Zhang Qiufeng smiled, laughing miserably. Laughter is extremely painful, and the pain is deep into the bone marrow!

In the end, his painstaking efforts were nothing but a mirage. At this time, his mood was more empty than that of his chest.

He was originally the son of the sect leader Zhang Jia and the most powerful successor of the family leader Zhang Jia in the future. At the age of eight, he realized the soul of martial arts, stepped into the early stage of the Yellow stage at the age of ten, and had the early cultivation achievements of the Xuan stage at the age of twenty. He can be called a gifted and cultivating genius.

At the age of 21, he joined the Shushan sword sect with his art apprentice. He was personally instructed by Yunzi. Yunzi judged him as "the only leading figure in the young generation who may be comparable to Jiang Jianshen in the future". It can be said that he has a famous school and has a bright future.

Later, he joined the elite youth group of China and served as the deputy chief instructor. He made great achievements and rarely failed. His colleagues envy him and thousands of people admire him. He is known as the invincible myth of the youth group.

Today, he wants to compete for the position of walking around the world in the youth group and set foot on a new peak of his life. From then on, he will build new skills and go higher, which will be appreciated by Jiang xiangtian, hold the beauty back, and even become the three great gods of Chinese martial arts or join the Martial Arts Federation

All the way, hard and glorious!

His life seems to be perfect.

Moreover, he did see the dawn of victory enveloping him. The dragon beard rope tied Yang traitor like a dead fish. Yang traitor has become the fish on his chopping board!

At that moment, he seemed to see infinite glory. The splendid future had been spread under his feet. He was elated and satisfied!

However, at this time, Yang traitor shook the heavenly bow and shot an arrow, destroying everything he had. The hardships became flowing water and the glory became a bubble!

He, how can it not hurt?

Two voices broke through the air. Bian laoque and Jiang Yuwei flew past and landed on the side of Zhang Qiufeng.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuwei took a step back.

Then, the crystal tears rolled down, and the jade hand covered his mouth to suppress the impending cry.

Bian laoque's gray eyebrows twisted into pimples. He looked very dignified. His right hand stretched out and his withered palm shrouded Zhang Qiufeng's forehead.

The left hand stuffed three golden healing pills into Zhang Qiufeng's mouth, and then the palm wind gently patted and guided the pills into Zhang Qiufeng's abdomen.

At this time, Bian laoque's right hand blooms milky Qi. He doesn't need money to input it into Zhang Qiufeng's body to help him refine pills.

Bian laoque's action was very simple, but the effect was remarkable. With his action, the blood at Zhang Qiufeng's chest wound stopped immediately.

There is even a strong mysterious smell, which helps his cells to accelerate division and heal rapidly.

These three gold body pills are anti God drugs refined by the medical center of the logistics department. One of them is worth tens of millions. And Bian laoque's method of healing is also the secret technique of Wanhua Valley, a big school of medical ethics of ancient martial arts!

With this anti God skill and the pill of value, Bian laoque was able to pull Zhang Qiufeng back from the edge of death.

Zhang Qiufeng's face was as white as paper, but his consciousness was still very clear. However, his eyes drooped and he didn't look at Jiang Yuwei, who was secretly weeping next to him.

He just lowered his head slightly and looked at the empty wound in front of his chest. For a moment, many pictures of the past appeared in his mind.

When feeling the spirit of martial arts, my parents were overjoyed and had the sense of Qi. When I first stepped on the Yellow terrace, I paid tribute to the earnest teachings and warnings of the family's senior management when I entered the Mountain Gate of Shushan. I joined the youth group as the chief instructor. When I killed evil martial artists and completed the task, my team members and colleagues envied and worshipped. And... Last night, my father called myself into the study, That ardent entrustment and hope

Suddenly, with his last effort, he gently but firmly pushed aside Bian laoque's right hand to heal him.

"Instructor Zhang, you --"

Bian laoque was shocked. Jiang Yuwei tearfully advised him, "Qiufeng, do you want to abolish yourself?"

Zhang Qiufeng didn't look up at her and smiled sadly: "I've been abandoned!"

When cultivation is abandoned, there is no chance to enter the innate realm, not to mention the peak of martial arts and the realm of true martial arts.

For Zhang Qiufeng, who is obsessed with martial arts, it is tantamount to complete death. Even if he lives, he lives like a dog!