"Brother???" Beiyang exclaimed, his figure flashed towards Bei Feng who had fallen to the ground, and helped him up from the pit on the ground.
"Ahem, I'm fine!" Bei Feng stood up with a pale face and walked out of the pit dimly. He glanced back in the direction of Qin Yi, his eyes flickering, thinking that he was a strong man who had stepped into the second level with one foot.
Even after he used the Demon-Slaying Sword, he was still defeated, and he was defeated so completely and simply.
But Beifeng felt that the other party still retained his strength, which made him feel scared. When did such a strong person appear among the casual cultivators? So what is his level of strength? Has he already broken through to the second level?
No wonder, I always thought that the other party was just hiding his aura and his strength was almost the same as his. Now Bei Feng realized that he was wrong. He was totally wrong.
"Feng'er, are you unwilling?" The old man stared at Bei Feng with his sharp eyes.
Bei Feng was numbed by the look in his grandfather's eyes. He gritted his teeth and said nonchalantly, "Yes, I'm not willing to give in. I don't understand why he is stronger than me, and so much stronger."
The old man stood up, walked up to him, patted his shoulder gently, and sighed. Beifeng was his grandson, and his talent in the Xuan Mo Sect was not low, even among the outstanding sects among the great sects.
His talent is considered to be at the top level. He was completely defeated in this battle. He didn't want to see his grandson leave any shadow because of this battle.
"Feng'er, remember. The world of cultivation is very big, and there are many powerful practitioners. Don't look at grandpa who has reached the Great Perfection Realm. Let me tell you that there are many people who can easily kill grandpa!" The old man said very calmly.
He said it, but his words were very powerful.
"We have always thought that the Great Perfection Realm is the pinnacle of cultivators. In fact, there are many powerful people who surpass this level hidden in the world of cultivation. Don't look at me like that. What grandpa said is true." The old man pinched his shoulder.
, and then said, "No one knows where these people come from, and they don't even know whether they are people in the cultivation world, but they really exist. Of course, it is difficult to capture information about them without reaching our level. Even for us,
People at this level know very little about them.”
"I say this just to let you understand that the journey of cultivation is very long and difficult. We are facing challenges all the time. The first level, the second level and even the Great Circle are just levels. All you have to do is to have transcendence.
Don’t let these little things lead you astray.”
"Grandpa, I understand, I will not let you down." Bei Feng nodded affirmatively.
The old man also nodded, turned to Beiyang and said, "Yang'er, how are things going?"
"Grandpa, don't worry, it's almost done!" Beiyang said with excitement.
The old man nodded again and walked away slowly. At this time, Bei Feng looked at Beiyang puzzled and said, "What riddles are you and grandpa playing?"
"Hey, brother, just wait and see the good show!" Beiyang showed a sly smile, which made Beifeng even more confused.
Outside Qianhua Sect's station, Zhuo Fan anxiously wandered outside. He stared for a quarter of an hour before someone walked over. He looked at Zhuo Fan with some disdain. Zhuo Fan only had the strength of the first grade, so he was not qualified to be here.
Yes, seeing how anxious he was, this person went to help him pass the message.
"Zhuo Fan, wait a moment, your master will be here soon!" The man walked away after saying that. Zhuo Fan secretly cursed in his heart that he looked down on others.
After a few minutes, a middle-aged man finally came forward slowly, saw Zhuo Fan frowning and said, "Zhuo Fan, why are you here if you don't practice in the peak?"
"Master, my disciple has something I have to tell you." Zhuo Fan said.
"What's the matter?" Zhuo Fan didn't look like he was lying.
"That person is Qin Yi!" Zhuo Fan pointed at the man who was fighting Bei Feng on the battlefield.
"Qin Yi? Who is Qin Yi?" The middle-aged man was very unfamiliar with this name.
"Master, Qin Yi is the one who killed the strongest of the six major sects in the Nirvana Holy Land. It was him who killed all the six major sects and the casual cultivators who went there." Zhuo Fan said with a somewhat excited look.
"Are you sure it's him?" The middle-aged man was also surprised and looked towards the battlefield.
"I can confirm that this person is good at concealing aura. Moreover, his own level is only the fourth level. Anyone whose soul is stronger than his can see his true level." Zhuo Fan said.
The middle-aged man tightened his pupils and watched the man on the battlefield carefully, but his eyes were blurry and he couldn't clearly see the man's strength. Is it really what Zhuo Fan said? And the middle-aged man is already two years old.
If a strong person in the heavy realm has faint signs of breaking through to the third level, but still can't figure it out, then this person will really be as powerful as a person in the third level.
Of course, the middle-aged man was not sure, so he said to Zhuo Fan, "I know, go ahead!" Then he turned and left.
If this person is really that Qin Yi, he must give a good explanation today. When the middle-aged man returned to the station stand, he asked an old man on the side, "Uncle Master, can you clearly see the strength of that person?"
The old man shook his head, "It's strange, but I can't see his strength clearly. Even an old man who has reached the third level should be able to see clearly. Strange, strange!"
The middle-aged man was uncertain and walked to another old man. This man was a strong man in the Great Perfection Realm. "Master, my disciple has a question. Please tell me, master."
"You ask," the old man glanced at him and said.
"What level is that person in the field really at?" The middle-aged man looked at the old man eagerly.
"Why, are you also interested in that person? Haha, I'm afraid you won't believe it. This person's level is really only the fourth level. He actually has the strength to kill a strong person in the first level. His soul level is so high that it's scary!" the old man laughed!
Follow the path.
"He really only has the fourth grade? The fourth grade of grade level?" The middle-aged man seemed not to believe his ears.
"Master, my disciple has a piece of news for you. This person is most likely Qin Yi who killed one of our six major sects a few months ago. That person was only in the fourth grade, exactly like this person." The middle-aged man said.
"Are you sure?" The old man's face changed slightly.
Those who went to the Nirvana Holy Land a few months ago were all first-level disciples of each major sect. Although they were not the core, people from five of the six major sects were killed. This was undoubtedly a disgrace to their major sects.
"Oh, this guy is very courageous. The person who killed a lot of my clan actually dares to come here to participate in the conference." The old man chuckled, but there was no reaction.
"Master, what should we do?" The middle-aged man was not sure of the old man's true thoughts.
"Haha, since he is as powerful as you said, let him explode completely. I really want to see how strong he is." The old man still smiled. Hearing this, the middle-aged man completely understood.
After understanding the old man's wishes, he resigned.
Qin Yi knew the time to defeat Bei Feng very well. The shorter the time, the better. More time would not be good for him. After throwing Bei Feng out, Qin Yi slowly walked out of the battlefield, and the people from Xuan Mo Sect also
There were no more strong ones coming out, which made Qin Yi look at him with admiration.
However, when he was about to step out of the battlefield with waning steps, a loud voice sounded throughout the entire place.
