This scene caused the Jianya Sect to burst into laughter.
Lan Qingkong laughed: "What are these things? They are old and broken!"
The other disciples also breathed a sigh of relief. The last time Long Tan asked, it still ended with their complete victory.
Wang Quanjian shook his head in a funny way.
Are the Nebula Sect ready to fight them like beggars with pots and pans?
Li Ruxue asked: "Brother, let's just use our bare hands."
The pots and pans are a burden in your hands.
Xia Qingchen said: "Okay, if you don't think you have any use for the relics of the gods, then forget it."
What?
A relic of the gods?
Li Ruxue's body, which was about to bend down, was frozen there in a bowed posture.
A pair of snow eyes full of questions.
As if to say, did I hear correctly?
Xia Qingchen said calmly: "If you like it, just one for each person."
After coming back to her senses, Li Ruxue immediately grabbed the chopsticks and looked at them in surprise.
"A relic of the gods?" She simply couldn't believe that she could see such a thing with her own eyes.
It's just that it's very ordinary and has no power at all.
Xia Qingchen came over and took out a dagger and gave it to her: "Put a drop of your blood on it."
Hearing this, Li Ruxue took the dagger, cut her finger, and dropped it on the chopsticks.
Suddenly, the simple and old chopsticks burst out with bright light.
"Try to instill inner strength." Xia Qingchen said.
Li Ruxue did as she was told and tried to instill inner strength in her.
As a result, a shocking scene appeared.
An explosive fireball erupted from the chopsticks and shot forward.
Blast a huge crater eight feet in diameter into the ground!
The violent explosion shook the entire ground, and huge plumes of blue smoke were emitted.
Both parties were caught off guard and were startled.
Wang Quanjian, who was leaning leisurely on the chair, staggered and almost fell off the chair.
He stood up in a hurry, stared at the terrifying pit, and finally his expression changed.
"The relics of the gods...the relics of the gods...could it be that you were the one who bought ten relics of the gods at the meeting of the gods?" Wang Quanjian said in a condensed voice.
He heard Master Chen mention that this time there would be a buyer who bought ten divine relics at once, setting a past record.
However, out of confidentiality, Master Chen did not disclose the identity of the other party.
He never thought that that person was actually Xia Qingchen!
After hearing this, Master Dayun couldn't help but be surprised: "Qingchen, the things in the Shenzong Conference are not cheap, right? How much did you spend on these ten relics of the gods?"
Xia Qingchen chuckled: "Not much, only a billion or so."
quiet!
Dead silence!
The only sound left is the sound of waves lapping against the shore in Longtan.
What was he talking about?
A billion or so?
No, it's "Only a billion or so?"
Did Xia Qingchen regard one billion Tianyue coins as money?
So much so that you can say the word "talent"!
Lord Dayun's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he felt a deep sense of frustration.
She has worked hard all her life and has saved just over one billion.
Xia Qingchen casually spent a billion?
When Li Ruxue and others came to their senses, they were all shocked and silent.
Looking at Xia Qingchen, their eyes completely changed.
How rich is Xia Qingchen?
Li Ruxue suddenly remembered and said with a half-smile: "Wang Quanjian, your master is so rich in resources, why did he give you 500 million sky-monthly coins? He is not as good as my senior brother, a country bumpkin."
He had said so brazenly just now that Xia Qingchen looked like a country bumpkin in front of Yu Qingyang...
But Yu Qingyang takes 500 million seriously.
Xia Qingchen, a country bumpkin, treats more than one billion as small change!
Wang Quanjian's face turned green and red, and he said in a low voice: "Stop talking nonsense, let's start the Longtan Questioning!"
"Okay!" Li Ruxue and a group of Nebula Sect disciples stood side by side, staring at the opponent's ten Lan Jingkong.
The latter's expressions were very ugly.
Having seen the power of the relics of the gods, how can they still have any confidence?
If you are not careful, you will be killed alive.
Wang Quanjian consoled him: "Adopt a strategy, weak first and then strong."
In this way, Lan Zhikong and others regained some composure.
As long as the weakest among them are eliminated first, the Jianya Sect can build a numerical advantage.
With their half-level nirvana, they may not be unable to win.
The top management of both sides exchanged glances, nodded slowly, and then shouted at the same time: "Start!"
Lan Jingkong and others had a tacit understanding, and they all attacked the weakest disciple of the Eighth Circle of the Great Chen Position in the Nebula Sect.
Ten nirvana weapons attack one person at the same time.
The power can be imagined.
The disciple who was attacked was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he hurriedly grabbed a broken bowl in his hand.
Internal energy was poured into it, and extremely hot boiling water immediately rushed out of the broken bowl.
With a bang, one of the ten people who attacked was sprayed.
Most people dodge quickly when they see a bad situation.
Only Lan Jingkong was the weakest in cultivation. He couldn't escape and was hit by the splash.
Ah!
After two consecutive screams, Lan Qingkong fell into the water.
His whole body was burned and he died on the spot.
The disciple who took action turned pale and his lips trembled as he said, "I...I killed someone! I killed someone!"
She backed away in panic.
But the disciples of Jianya Sect retreated faster.
Their legs were weak, and they ran behind the Sky-Breaking Blade with chills running down their backs.
"I quit the race!"
"No more competition, I just admit defeat."
"It's so cruel, I don't want to die!"
…
Li Ruxue and others held the relics of the gods and killed them, but they heard that the Jianya Sect all gave up the game.
"Hey!" Li Ruxue pointed at them dissatisfied: "Can you respect your opponents a little bit? Retiring without even fighting is an insult to us!"
The Jianya Sect disciples' teeth chattered when they heard this.
Not out of anger, but out of fear.
Respect you?
Will I risk my own life to respect you?
They shook their heads and said nothing.
Li Ruxue looked helplessly at Xia Qingchen and said, "Senior brother, what should we do if they don't fight?"
Xia Qingchen said calmly: "Can't you just fight over?"
Hearing this, the disciples of the Jianya Sect felt their scalps go numb.
"Deputy sect master, help me!"
"Save us quickly!"
Duantianren's face was as gloomy as water, and Shenhe announced: "This year's Longtan Forum, we lost, and the rewards from the bet will all belong to your Nebula Sect."
His eyes were firmly fixed on Xia Qingchen.
A trace of regret rose in my heart.
When he first entered the Xingyun Sect, he had a premonition that Xia Qingchen was a threat.
Now it really comes true.
It’s even harder to get rid of him now!
"Hmph!" Wang Quanjian came to Lan Jingkong's body and said grimly: "Those who kill my Jianya Sect must pay for their lives with their lives!"
He pointed at the female disciple who took action and said coldly: "I will kill myself within three breaths to pay for it, or I will do it myself!"
"three!"
"two!"
"one!"
Under the strong oppression, the female disciple was at a loss and cried in fear: "I didn't mean it, it wasn't..."
"Time's up!" Wang Quanjian came coldly.
As you walk, your steps are filled with wind.
The killing intent is shocking.
However, a human figure flashed in front of the female disciple like a ghost.
It was Xia Qingchen.
He looked calm, stood with his hands behind his hands, and said: "Get out of my sight within three breaths!"