In his current position, Li Yifeng naturally would not consider the overall situation of the sect, nor would he consider the internal strife among his fellow sects and being teased by outsiders.
It was obvious that You Tianzhan was the first to cause trouble. If he didn't express his feelings, he would probably be looked down upon by others.
Moreover, Li Yifeng keenly realized that if You Tianzhan was not afraid, there would be no need to rush him.
He urged like this because he naturally wanted to leave Cangqiong unable to fight and lose without a fight.
After all, You Tianzhan probably didn't even realize that this was a kind of fear towards Ren Cangqiong, a disguised fear.
"Haha, afraid? I, You, have lived for three thousand years, and I still don't know what fear is. Li Yifeng, tell me, what's going on with fear?"
"It's very simple. You keep urging. In fact, you are afraid that my disciples will fight and you will lose the bet. You know clearly that your disciple Dao Baiyu cannot defeat Ren Cangqiong in the ring, so you can only rely on this kind of low-level tactics.
The ruthless means prevent Ren Cangqiong from participating in the battle. You don’t need to explain, and no matter how you explain, you can’t cover up the fact that you are afraid of losing.”
Li Yifeng's words were sharp, but he no longer cared about anything.
You Tianzhan hadn't spoken yet, but He Songling on the side said calmly: "Brother Yifeng, this is a big fallacy. The rules of the three-hundred-year competition are there and cannot be changed because of one person."
"Taoist brother Songling, the rules are rules, let's not talk about them for now. I just want to ask, do Taoist brothers and Lao You dare to say that they don't have any selfish intentions in their hearts?" Li Yifeng became more and more angry.
You Tianzhan sneered: "I think you are the one who can't afford to lose, right? The rules are there, who can show favoritism?"
When other sects saw the internal strife in the Tiange organization, they were naturally happy to see it happen and did not interrupt.
However, Yun Hexiang couldn't stand it anymore and said: "Everyone, according to the rules, this second game is over. The third game will start immediately. Please contestants come on stage."
On the other side of the He family's Yin and Yang Road, He Hanxuan heard this and was the first to rush onto the stage.
Li Yifeng, on the other hand, looked livid and sighed secretly in his heart. He also knew that the rules were like this and no one could change them. Nor could they be changed for anyone.
This is, in this three-hundred-year competition, although he did not deliberately ask for anything from Ren Cangqiong, he was secretly looking forward to it, hoping that Ren Cangqiong, this miraculous disciple, would once again create a miracle and win the championship!
However, if he was eliminated in this way, he really couldn't accept it.
Yun Hexiang raised his voice and said: "Brother Yifeng, according to the rules, if the disciple cannot show up within a quarter of an hour, then this battle will be automatically forfeited."
Yun Zhantian, who was beside Yun Hexiang, was a little anxious and looked back towards the secret room from time to time. Young people have their own young minds.
He will not be like those mature Taoist masters who are full of calculations all the time. Although this Yun Zhantian was defeated by Ren Cangqiong.
But he actually didn't hate Ren Cangqiong. Instead, he felt a heartfelt gratitude to Ren Cangqiong. Because Ren Cangqiong did not kill everyone, nor did he destroy his belief. Instead, he used words to encourage him on the stage, making him feel defeated even though he was defeated.
Glory, step down with dignity.
Fairy Li Luo also sighed slightly. Liuyundao was probably the only one among so many forces present who hoped that Ren Cangqiong would arrive smoothly, right?
On the other hand, Bei Gongyao, who was behind Fairy Li Luo, looked calm, but did not feel overly worried because of Ai Lang's coming and going.
Although she hopes to see Ren Cangqiong win the competition, she also doesn't want Ai Lang to be a hard-hearted man who refuses to save anyone.
Therefore, at this moment, she was only proud of Ren Cangqiong in her heart, and she took the gains and losses lightly. Regardless of whether she could fight or not, in her heart, Ren Cangqiong was the number one person of the younger generation, and no one could replace him.
Time passed minute by minute.
The atmosphere at the scene seemed a bit strange. Especially those Taoist priests, whose expressions varied. Some were gloating unabashedly; some were just watching the excitement; some were eagerly looking forward to seeing the internal strife in Tiange; of course, there were also some who had something wrong.
Guan Ji is hanging high...
Except for the Taoist Master of Qixing Dojo who is still busy, other Taoist Masters have different psychology.
A quarter of an hour is neither long nor short. In this situation, it does seem much more difficult than usual.
Suddenly, I don’t know who was the first to scream: “Here we come!”
This voice was full of complex emotions, and I didn't know whether it was happiness or disappointment.
From the far end, Ren Qiong came quickly, and after a few ups and downs, he landed on the ring.
"Hahaha, Cang Qiong, you really did not disappoint me." Li Yifeng's mood was as tense as a bowstring a moment ago, and now he was really overjoyed to see Ren Cang Qiong arriving.
At this moment, the time until that quarter of an hour can almost be calculated in seconds.
"Master Yun, my disciple has already appeared. The quarter of an hour is not up yet, right?" Li Yifeng completely ignored He Songling and You Tianzhan, who were looking slightly disappointed on the side.
Yun Hexiang smiled and said: "Well, the disciple is really good at timing. This is called a near miss. Now that both sides of the competition are here, I will announce that the third competition has officially begun!"
He Hanxuan sat cross-legged on the Zhenwu Holy Platform, as if in trance, and did not open his eyes until Ren Cangqiong appeared.
"Ren Cangqiong, you have spent all your energy on saving people, and now you have lost your energy. As the saying goes, you have to work hard, then weaken again, and then you are exhausted... When you save people, you work hard; when you rush here, you will lose strength again;
Now you still have to fight me, and this is a three-for-one battle. Do you want to persist in this battle, or do you want to give up?"
He Hanxuan's eyes were closed, like an old monk in trance, but there was a bewitching charm in his expression. Every word seemed to carry a magical power, as if it would make Ren Cangqiong fall asleep.
If it were an ordinary opponent, if He Hanxuan spoke to him over the phone, he would really lose his consciousness and be frightened to death by He Hanxuan.
However, how powerful is Ren Cang Qiong’s spiritual consciousness? How firm is his Taoist heart?
He had already calculated every step from the moment he rescued Wu Gou. Although the Immortal Emperor Qi was a little depleted, his recovery ability was quick.
The consumption is almost negligible to him.
Besides, although He Hanxuan is the successor of He's Yin-Yang Tao, in the final analysis, he is not the Taoist of He's Yin-Yang Tao. How can he be qualified to say such things to him?
Seeing that Ren Cangqiong was unmoved and stood as firm as a mountain, He Hanxuan suddenly opened his eyes and shot out a cold light.
In the blink of an eye, countless cold air burst out, as if thousands of miles of ice were suddenly frozen and thousands of miles of snow drifted. The entire Zhenwu Holy Platform seemed to be frozen.
Let the sky remain unmoved, as if it turned a deaf ear to all the changes.
He Hanxuan felt happy and stepped on his right foot. Two white air currents, like ice dragons, swept away from the ground and directly hit Ren Cangqiong's feet.
This frozen air current was very terrifying. As soon as it entangled Ren Cangqiong's feet, it immediately turned into ten thousand years of ice, directly freezing Ren Cangqiong's feet. In the blink of an eye, it spread all over his body.
Ren Cangqiong's whole body immediately became as motionless as an ice sculpture.
He Hanxuan was overjoyed and laughed loudly: "Ren Cangqiong, you are too generous. Do you think that my Kun Ice Domain is an ordinary freezing technique? Once trapped, unless you are a powerful person, you can't even think about it.
Break free."
"Haha, wake up!"
He Hanxuan raised his right hand and made a movement of his hand, turning his palm into a sword. As he raised his hand, in front of He Hanxuan, more than a dozen ice sword bodies appeared in various directions, with their sharp edges exposed, forming a magical sword formation.
"Kun's Sword Domain, kill!"
These dozens of ice sword bodies suddenly filled the sky with a killing sword energy, and attacked Ren Cangqiong's frozen body from all directions.
This Kun's Ice Domain and Kun's Sword Domain are two consecutive killing moves of He Hanxuan. Once executed, they are completed in one go.
If it is an opponent of the same level, once trapped by the Ice Domain of Kun, it will be impossible to break through it. The Sword Domain of Kun that will follow will strangle the enemy to pieces.
Thousands of sword energy, like knives and axes, ruthlessly passed through the ice body of Ren Cang Qiong. After the sword body shot into the frozen body, it was completely submerged.
Suddenly, cracks like spider webs appeared on the surface of the ice.
Click, click, click...
The tragic cracking sound was like a crisp piece of music, which made He Hanxuan show a very happy smile on his face. They all said that Ren Cangqiong was great, no matter how powerful he was, so what?
Wasn't he still successfully attacked by me?
"Let the sky break into pieces!" He Hanxuan used his hand skills, and all the sword bodies submerged in the ice body exploded in an instant, shattering the entire ice body and completely shattering it into thousands of fragments.
"Isn't it too early to be proud?"
Suddenly, He Hanxuan heard a faint voice coming from behind him.
"What?"
He Hanxuan's heart really twitched, and he reacted very quickly and rushed forward. But no matter how fast he was, he was still a beat slower.
Suddenly, I felt my whole body tighten. I looked down and saw a golden rope wrapping around my feet at lightning speed.
As soon as the golden light circled around, it was already locked in front of his neck.
He Hanxuan was so frightened that he quickly used his strength to break the golden rope. However, every time he used force, the binding force of the golden rope doubled. The bones in his body made a beeping sound and were on the verge of breaking.
edge.
Suddenly, He Hanxuan's body relaxed, and his whole body suddenly hung upside down from his feet to his head. It was obvious that he was directly carried by Ren Cangqiong.
"Is that He Hanxuan? He's yin and yang way, one is bright and the other is dark. So, you are He Yuchong's dark child?"
"Ren Cangqiong, you attack and deceive!"
"Haha, when it comes to sneak attacks, it seems you were the one who made the first move?" How could Ren Cangqiong care what a defeated general said.
Who stipulates that sneak attacks are not allowed in a martial arts competition in the ring? Besides, He Hanxuan still bites back.
"Although He Yuchong was a waste back then, at least he still had some talent. I thought that you, a hidden man, would be more promising than him, but I didn't expect that you would be worse than He Yuchong. With this kind of means, I really don't know how you got there.
This step.”
Ren Cangqiong sighed softly, flicked his sleeves, and withdrew the golden light from He Hanxuan's body. With a slight exertion of his arm, he threw He Hanxuan off the stage.
Bang!
He Hanxuan's whole body was restrained and he couldn't control himself at all. He fell directly into a very inelegant dog chewing shit posture and was in a state of embarrassment.