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Chapter 184 Golden Gun

"Rules?! Rules are we winning. You Tianwai Tiangong let Feng Qi go and get out of Dou Ling Continent!" Feng Jinglei's eyes cold and he said coldly...

"Well, although what the Lei Dao Sect Master said was vulgar, it really meant this." Xu Tianjie did not get angry about it, nodded slightly and said, "But what if our Tiangong side wins?"

"Even if you win, don't even think about using this to control us! Can a competition among juniors determine the fate of the entire continent?! You are too naive!"

Feng Jinglei sneered. Although this sounds unreasonable, it is also true. Bingyuan Ring is just a teenage competition sent by both sides. In the eyes of the peak strongman, it seems like a joke.

The Heavenly Palace has its own purpose, and the Four Holy Lands just can't swallow this breath! Although both sides have long known that a battle is inevitable, they are obviously unwilling to break through this layer of window paper first. But if this kind of competition can influence the direction and destiny of the continent, then the hundreds of years of these peak powerhouses will be in vain.

Xu Tianjie smiled slightly and nodded, "The leader of the Thunder Sword is quick and easy, and I have nothing to say. But if you think this competition is just a play, you will be very wrong. According to the order of the Heavenly Palace, if you can win the lead in this competition, I will give you a spiritual treasure outside the sky to give it to you!"

As soon as these words were said, the eyes of most people in the array of both sides immediately lit up! The spiritual treasure from the sky is a treasure formed by the legendary spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Not to mention the continent, it is rarely owned in the chaos in heaven! The Heavenly Palace is willing to take it out as a bargaining chip for a boy's competition?!

Even Feng Jinglei was slightly stunned after hearing this, and frowned and said, "You are serious about this?"

"No silence!" Xu Tianjie smiled slightly, then waved his hand.

At the end of the team on the south side, a middle-aged man with a thin figure and a long bag on his back strides to the center of both sides.

In front of everyone, the middle-aged man took off a long bag that was even higher than him on his back, and shook his hands! A golden flash suddenly flashed across the entire ice field!

"This treasure is called the Golden Spear, and it belongs to the surname Jin, and it is obtained from a place of battle in chaos. The gun tip is invincible, and the Lingzong can break the holy level defense!"

Xu Tianjie narrowed his eyes, and while introducing him, he couldn't help but show a hint of envy. This is the attack-type spiritual treasure contained in heaven! As long as he has this treasure in his body, his attack power will be completely improved by a large level!

There was silence on the ice field, and some people even started to breathe heavily. Everyone knows that the power of the spiritual treasure outside the sky is that it can continue to grow. The Spirit Sect can break through the holy level defense. If the holy level powerful person has it, wouldn’t it be...

"Amitabha, the Heavenly Palace is so generous, I wonder what to do?" The Sect Master Wuxiang, who had been silent, suddenly chanted the Buddha's name and asked indifferently.

Since the Tianwai Tian Palace has unveiled such a treasure, I think it is impossible to have no requirements. This kind of loss-making business is something that ordinary people will not do, let alone the Tianwai Tian Palace that once ruled the continent?

Xu Tianjie smiled and replied, "The Master Wuxiang is a wise man. Since my Tiangong took out this treasure as a lottery, there are naturally conditions. The conditions are very simple, just a promise for you."

"Promise?" Wuxiang said in confusion.

Xu Tianjie nodded: "It is the promise, and the promise I want is. Once one side of my Tiangong wins, no one in the Four Holy Lands and Fengchi City can use any means to interfere in the Douling Continent."

"Hmph! Whether to intervene or not depends on your Tianwai Tiangong being honest!" Feng Jinglei snorted coldly.

"The Master of Thunder Sword Don't worry. Once my Heavenly Palace arrives, this promise will naturally fail." Xu Tianjie smiled slightly and said, "Are you really afraid that our Heavenly Palace will integrate the Central Plains first and then map the Four Holy Lands?"

"Worried?! Are we afraid that these rats in the Central Plains will not succeed?!" Feng Jinglei snorted angrily, but his eyes were looking at Shengqi and Wuxiang.

The two of them pondered for a moment, glanced at the "golden spear" poked on the ice field, and nodded slightly for a moment.

"Okay! That's it! You win, we won't interfere in the matter of Zhongyuan!" Feng Jinglei said loudly.

Xu Tianjie also smiled and said, "That's the matter. If your side wins, we will not only release Miss Fengqi and withdraw from the mainland, but also give up the golden spear!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's start!"

Feng Jinglei waved his hand and led everyone on the north side to retreat towards the edge of the ring. Xu Tianjie also moved his body at the same time, and everyone with him retreated at the same time.

In the center of the huge ice field arena, only the thin man is left without saying a word, guarding the golden spear standing in the snow.

At the same time, a human figure flashed on the edge of the ring on the south side, and two sect-level monsters protected a girl in red from the left and right to come to the array.

"It's Xiaoqi!" Although Feng Qi had lost his childishness after several years, he became graceful, Xie Chen and the other two recognized each other at a glance!

The three of them stood in the team and were looking for Feng Qi's figure. At this moment, they finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Feng Qi appear.

Feng Qi also saw the three of them, but the distance was too far away to talk. He could only blink his eyes and kept sweeping around the crowd opposite, as if looking for someone.

Seeing this, Xie Chen thought for a while, stretched out his hand and made several gestures, and pointed to his heart.

Feng Qi's expression then calmed down slightly, and two shallow dimples appeared on his face.

"Boss, what are you talking to Xiaoqi?" Kong Kong touched the bald head and said in confusion.

Xie Chen smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing. I just told her that Thirteen is fine and reassured her."

"So she has been looking for Thirteen..." Kongkong nodded suddenly, and then said extremely dissatisfied: "Woman! There are indeed animals with different surnames and no surnames. We are all here, but she is looking for Thirteen. Oh... just pretend we don't exist!"

Even though they said that, everyone was a close friend after all. After seeing Feng Qi's smile, the three of them felt relieved. At least the Tianwai Tiangong did not covet Feng Qi's phoenix bloodline, or even if they covet it, they did not take action.

At this moment, both sides are deciding who will play separately. This time the ring only discusses the winner until all the challengers are defeated. But once they fail, they are no longer qualified to challenge. Only when the opponent has no one to challenge them will they be considered a victory. And the person who stands on the ring is naturally the final winner.

Because there are so many people born in the Tianwai Tiangong, there are only only four people who are truly qualified to fight in the four holy places, including Xie Chen. The other young men below the king level are not even qualified to step on the Ice Field Race.

"Old ancestor, can't you challenge each other?" Feng Qiushui suddenly asked.

Feng Jinglei frowned and nodded, "Yes, this matter is a matter between us and Tianwai Tiangong, so naturally we cannot challenge our own people."

Kongkong, who was standing beside him, sneered, "Is this kid's brain watered? Does he still want to challenge the boss? If he can challenge, I will ruin him first!"

Xie Chen smiled slightly, stopped Kongkong's words, and looked at Feng Qiushui deeply. As soon as he heard this question, he knew what Feng Qiushui wanted to do.

Sure enough, after Feng Qiushui got the answer, he looked back at Kongkong and the other two, and immediately said to Feng Jinglei again: "Since that's the case, please allow your grandson to fight on our behalf."

"Oh?!" Feng Jinglei was stunned.

But Kongkong suddenly woke up and couldn't help but glared and said, "No! This kid wants to take advantage! If the wastes in the Heavenly Palace are solved, wouldn't the golden spear be his?! I don't agree!"

Feng Qiushui glanced at the empty eyes and said lightly: "The invitation was sent this time was my Fengchi City. Feng Qi, who is being held hostage now, is my sister! Do you think you are more qualified to fight the first time than me?!"

"But Feng Qi is too..."

"Kongkong." Xie Chen stepped forward and gave a wink at Kongkong, then smiled and said, "Since Young Master Feng wants this battle, we naturally cannot fight. Brother Feng, let Young Master Feng go to this first battle."

Feng Jinglei nodded thoughtfully when he heard this, "Okay, let Shui'er go to this battle. Shui'er, don't embarrass us Fengchi City."

"Thank you, ancestor!" Feng Qiushui bowed to take the order, looked at Xie Chen deeply, and then strode towards the center of the arena.

"Boss, he..."

"Let him go, do you think Xiao Wuhen and Xie Tuo are so easy to deal with?" Xie Chen smiled slightly, then turned to Feng Jinglei and said, "Brother Feng must be careful this time. This is the ring, but no one will show mercy."

"I know." Feng Jinglei nodded and glanced at Feng Qiushui who was already standing in the center of the ring. His spiritual power was gathering all over his body and was ready to rescue at any time.

Although Feng Qiushui's strength is not bad, if there is no young strong man in Tianwai Tiangong who can compete with him, even Feng Jinglei will definitely not believe it.

At this moment, the Tianwai Tiangong side had already decided the candidate for the first battle. Neither Xie Tuo nor Xiao Shisan went to fight, they sent a level nine-level young spirit king.

Xie Chen saw at a glance that the ninth-level spirit king was a stimulus. It seemed that the Tianwai Tiangong was very cautious. Even if the first battle was not good, he had to test the opponent's strength first.

Faced with an opponent of the same level, Feng Qiushui was obviously better at his skills. In just a moment, the opponent was bleeding on the spot!

Next, Xu Tianjie sent a first-level spiritual sect to challenge. After more than ten minutes of fierce fighting, Feng Qiushui soared into the air, and a dark green wind blade actually broke through the opponent's defense and shot the opponent to the ground!

Feng Qiushui was extremely cruel in his attack. Without waiting for his opponent to admit defeat, he had already rushed into the air! His hand raised his palm and fell, and with a "puff!", he directly penetrated the opponent's chest and abdomen!

As blood gushed, Feng Qiushui grabbed a heart that was still beating slightly in his hand, and suddenly laughed to the sky and looked at the crowd of the Tiangong with contempt, "Who else is there to die in the Tiangong rat?!"
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