Qiankun Gourd

Chapter 336: Pearl Competition

As soon as the words fell, the cultivators from the four peaks rose up and chased after the bead. The bead seemed to be alive, chasing them back and forth in the sky.

The disciples from Lijin Peak and Guihuo Peak chased after one bead, while Ye Feng and his two companions and the disciples from Disha Peak chased after another bead.

Before Zhuzi could catch up, they started fighting.

Ye Feng was facing Disha Peak's chief disciple Du Yunshan, who was wielding a blood-red spear. For a while, the two were evenly matched, with no clear winner.

Qian Bowang was facing an ugly man in a dark gray robe, who was wielding a golden hammer wrapped in corpse energy.

Qian Bowang controlled the blood-red long sword and fought back and forth with the ugly man, and it was unclear who would win for a while.

Yin Rou controlled the blood-red sword to fight against a slightly plump female monk holding a snake-shaped whip. Yin Rou's strength seemed to be above this woman, and she had gradually gained the upper hand.

The eldest disciple of Lijin Peak is Zhu Lang, and he fought against Yan Zeyu, the eldest disciple of Guihuo Peak.

Zhu Lang controlled a blue flying sword surrounded by Yin energy, while Yan Zeyu controlled a long sword surrounded by black flames.

The two fought to a draw, but from the scene, it seemed that Zhu Lang was better. However, Yan Zeyu was not to be outdone, and steadily controlled his long sword to fight against the opponent's flying sword.

The other four disciples from Lijin Peak and Guihuo Peak were also evenly matched. They were all in the late stage of foundation building and their strengths were not much different.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

The fight in mid-air was extremely intense, and the disciples below cheered continuously.

Lijin Peak belongs to the lineage of the Corpse Dragon Ancestor, Guihuo Peak and Mingshui Peak both belong to the lineage of the Ghost World Ancestor, and Disha Peak belongs to the lineage of the Huayin Ancestor.

In the second competition, the lineage of the Ghostly Ancestor of the Song family won two mountains, while the other two ancestors won one lineage each.

This made the elders of the Zhu and Hua families on the high platform quite dissatisfied, while the Yuanying stage elder of the Song family had a broad smile on his face.

"Junior Brother Song, don't be happy too soon! It's still uncertain who will win!"

The Yuanying stage elder Lao Zheng glanced at the Yuanying stage elder Song Wan and said.

"That's right, Junior Brother Song, don't get carried away!"

Yuanying stage elder Zhu Tonghao also said so.

"Second Brother, our Song family is determined to win this competition!"

Yuanying stage elder Song Wan said to the two with a smile.

"Wait and see!"

The elder in the Nascent Soul stage said in a cold voice.

Yuanying stage elder Zhu Tonghao said nothing more. Zhu Lang had already cultivated the "Xuan Yin Sutra" to the fifth level. Their Zhu family would definitely not lose this time.

There were several bang sounds!

In mid-air, everyone summoned their own corpse puppets, and the fight became even more intense.

Ye Feng's burly corpse puppet fought against an old man in a black robe holding a long sword from the Duyun Mountain.

Both the black-robed old man's corpse puppet and the burly man's corpse puppet are in the late stage of foundation building, but the burly man's corpse puppet is obviously stronger than that of the gray-robed old man's corpse puppet.

The corpse puppets have similar cultivation levels, so their strength is completely dependent on the strength of their masters. Ye Feng's strength far exceeds that of Duyunshan, so naturally the burly man is also stronger than the old man in black robe.

After several rounds, one of the arms of the old man in black robe had been chopped off. The burly man was too fast and the old man in black robe could not keep up at all.

Ye Feng has also gained the upper hand. Duyunshan cannot stop Ye Feng's attack at all. Ye Feng's magic power is too strong. This is what Duyunshan thinks in his heart. Not only is he being beaten back step by step, but he is also sweating profusely.

On the high platform, Lao Zheng, the Yuanying stage leader of the Hua family, and Lao Jindi, the manager of the Disha Peak, could no longer bear to look at it.

"Hey! It seems that Duyun Mountain is no match for that kid from Mingshui Peak! He loses, he loses!"

Nascent Soul Stage Zhang Huazheng sighed.

"Brother Hua, there's no need to sigh. We'll have another chance to compete next year!"

Yuanying stage elder Song Wan said mockingly to Huazheng.

"Song Wan, don't be hypocritical and think I don't know what you are thinking!"

The elder in the Nascent Soul stage was looking coldly at Song Wan.

"Junior Brother Daonian, what is the name of your disciple? I will ask Yunshan and the others to ask for his advice in the future!"

Lao Jindi, the steward of Disha Peak, asked Song Daonian.

"What? You want to cause trouble for my disciple! But I'm not afraid!"

Song Daonian laughed when he heard this. If you try to cause trouble for him, you will end up in trouble.

"It's okay to tell you, his name is Han Li!"

"Han Li, Han Li! What a great name!"

Upon hearing this, Lao Jindi, the head steward of Disha Peak, became murderous. The Song family absolutely cannot have such a disciple, he must die.

"Huajindi! You are in trouble. If you mess with him, you will definitely die!"

Song Daonian smiled happily in his heart.

At this time, Ye Feng controlled a blood-red sword about ten feet long and slashed fiercely towards the Fallen Cloud Mountain opposite.

Duyunshan knew that he was no match for Ye Feng, but he did not give in. He pointed his finger, and the blood-colored spear instantly transformed into a spear more than ten feet long and flew towards Ye Feng's giant sword.

There was a bang!

The giant sword chopped down on the spear, and the spear emitted a black light, blocking the attack.

But the next moment, a huge black ghost head emerged from the giant sword. The ghost head opened its mouth wide and a black flame spurted out, sweeping towards the blood-red spear.

Whoosh!

The black flame enveloped the entire spear. After a moment, the murderous aura on the spear dimmed a lot, and its power seemed to have been greatly reduced.

Bang!

The spear was knocked away by the giant sword.

Duyunshan's body flew backwards involuntarily, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Junior Brother Yunshan, do you still want to fight?"

Ye Feng put his hands behind his back and looked towards the Fallen Cloud Mountain.

"Brother, you have great skills. I am willing to admit that you are better than me!"

Although Duyunshan was unwilling to accept the defeat, he knew that he was no match for Ye Feng and would gain nothing by continuing to fight.

Duyunshan admitted defeat, and there was no need for the other two to continue fighting. They were no match for Ye Feng and they all admitted defeat.

Afterwards, Duyunshan flew down from the arena with the two of them.

"Brother Han..."

"Brother Han..."

"Brother Han..."

When many disciples of Mingshui Peak saw this scene, they all shouted loudly.

"I never thought we could win. This time it's all thanks to Senior Brother Han!"

Qian Bowang came to Ye Feng and praised him.

"Well, if it weren't for Senior Brother Han, the two of us would not be a match for Duyun Mountain!"

Yin Rou said happily.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng just nodded slightly without saying much. He flashed towards the bead that was still moving around and grabbed it in his hand.

"Mingshui Peak wins!"

Zhu Xiu stood up and shouted loudly.

The battle on the other side had also ended. Zhu Lang and his team won with a slight advantage and got the beads.

This made the Hua family cultivators on the high platform very unhappy, especially Hua Zheng and Hua Jindi. They lost this time and had no way of explaining to ancestor Hua Yin.

"Han Li, right? Very good, very good!"

The Yuanying stage elder Lao Lao was thinking secretly in his heart.