Chapter 1145 Don’t even think about moving!

Yan Lie of the Red Flame Sect stood at the side of the martial arts arena, staring coldly at Feng Qiuyan who was leisurely dealing with her opponent, hatred surging in his heart.

The Hongyan Sect was not very powerful, and was composed of women, so it was not worth mentioning.

But I didn’t expect that Feng Qiuyan not only persisted until now, but also continued to help the people of Jinguan Palace.

This is really annoying!

However, the competition on the stage is fierce now, and it is not easy to remain invincible and eliminate the people from the Jinguan Palace.

We must find some help!

He swept his eyes across the entire place, finally fixing his gaze on the disciples of the Xuanyin Sect, Tiejian Sect, and Qingmu Valley.

Those three people have formed a small group, so it won't be a problem for them to deal with the women from the Hongyan Sect!

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and quickly activated his spiritual power. He used the sound transmission technique to say to the three people: "Three junior brothers, as long as you work together to deal with the young lady from the Hongyan Sect, I, the Chiyan Sect, will ensure that you advance to the next round! How do you think?"

The disciples of the three major sects were originally on high alert and preparing for battle. After hearing Yan Lie's words, they were stunned at first, then looked at each other, with greed and excitement flashing in their eyes at the same time.

Everyone in the provincial capital knew how powerful the Red Flame Sect was.

If the Red Flame Sect can help them, then promotion will not be a problem!

The disciple of Xuanyin Sect couldn't help but smile sinisterly and answered first: "Brother Yanlie, don't worry. It's just the Hongyan Sect. If the three of us join forces, we will definitely make her die!"

The other two people looked at Feng Qiuyan's curvy figure and became even more excited.

"I like this kind of opponent!"

After saying that, the three of them immediately changed direction, and like three vicious wolves waiting for an opportunity, they quietly surrounded Feng Qiuyan.

Feng Qiuyan was walking on the edge of the battle with her charming steps, her gilded hairpin sparkling in the moonlight.

Suddenly, three figures surrounded her in a triangular shape.

The disciples of Xuanyin Sect sacrificed the Yinsha Banner. The banner shook and black evil energy rolled out. The air seemed to be frozen wherever it passed, making a "cracking" sound.

The disciples of the Iron Sword Sect held heavy black iron swords in their hands. The swords were thick and emitted a cold light.

The disciples of Qingmu Valley activated the Green Ivy Technique. Thick green vines broke out from the ground and wrapped around Feng Qiuyan like giant pythons. The three strands of spiritual power intertwined into a net, blocking her retreat.

"My dear little lady, I am sorry!"

The Iron Sword Sect disciple swung his sword with a fierce smile, and the strong wind brought by the heavy sword actually cut a three-foot deep groove on the ground.

Feng Qiuyan tapped her toes lightly, and her figure retreated like a butterfly, while her fingertips crushed three peach petals: "Thousand Charming Phantoms!"

The petals transformed into three figures that looked exactly like her and faced the three people respectively.

The disciple of Xuanyin Sect was confused by the phantom, and he tried to pull the Yinsha Banner in his hand towards the phantom, but he only hit a ball of air.

The Iron Sword Sect disciple was unable to retract his force in time, and his heavy sword struck the green vine, making a dull sound.

The disciples of Qingmu Valley were busy controlling the green vines to entangle the phantom.

For a while, the battle was so brutal that it was hard to separate.

On the martial arts stage, many people's attention was attracted.

Yun Qingyao in the audience also nervously grabbed Ye Tianming and said with concern: "Tianming, do you think this Miss Feng can handle the siege of the three of them?"

Ye Tianming's gaze swept deeply over the battle circle of Feng Qiuyan and others, and he slowly shook his head.

"Although Feng Qiuyan's charm technique is powerful, her cultivation is still insufficient. Although this Thousand Charms Phantom can confuse the opponent for a short time, it will not last long."

He said this as if to confirm his prediction.

The eyes of the three people who had been frozen suddenly became clear again.

The spiritual energy around them surged, and they surrounded Feng Qiuyan again.

The Yinsha Banners of the Xuanyin Sect disciples were like black lightning, the Tiejian Sect disciples held the heavy swords tightly in both hands and swung out the swords continuously, and the green vines of the Qingmu Valley disciples were even more dense, surrounding Feng Qiuyan's body tightly.

Feng Qiuyan's breathing suddenly became rapid, and beads of sweat began to drip from her forehead.

At this moment, the sword energy of the Iron Sword Sect disciple was heading straight for her face.

Feng Qiuyan's heart tightened and she subconsciously dodged to the side.

But the sword's energy was far beyond her expectations, leaving a long scratch on her arm in an instant, and blood instantly dyed her sleeves red.

"Hmph, let's see where you can hide!"

Upon seeing this, the Xuanyin Sect disciple revealed a smug smile on his face, and the evil spirit of the Yinsha Banner in his hand became increasingly strong, enveloping Feng Qiuyan.

Feng Qiuyan felt that breathing became difficult and the spiritual energy in her body began to become disordered.

Just when she was about to be eliminated, a flash of lightning streaked across the martial arts arena like a bolt of lightning.

Chu Jingzhe held the Thunder Sword in his hand and instantly split the power that enveloped Feng Qiuyan.

The light golden vertical mark on his forehead shone brightly, and the lightning around him surged, making the surrounding air buzz.

"If you want to touch her, you have to get past me first!"

Chu Jingzhe's eyes were as fast as lightning as he stared coldly at the three people in front of him.

The Hongyan Sect was also the sect that Ye Shen had instructed to help each other.

He must not let Master Ye down!

The faces of the Xuanyin Sect disciples and others changed slightly. They never expected that Chu Jingzhe would suddenly come to their help.

"Humph, you want to be a hero and save the beauty by yourself? Do you really think you, the Jinguang Palace, are that capable?!"

As he was speaking, Yan Lie of the Red Flame Sect flew over and landed steadily in front of Chu Jingzhe, with a sneer on his face and mockery in his eyes.

At the same time, the disciple from the Beast King Sect also rushed over with a roar. The beast shadow behind him became more and more ferocious, and its bloody mouth seemed to swallow everything.

"Boy, you should think about how you plan to die, right?"

"Haha, may the Buddha have mercy on us! I think it would be better to just cut out their hearts and livers and throw them back to the Golden Light Palace."

The disciples of the Eight Gods Sect put their hands together, with Buddha's light flashing around them, but there was not the slightest bit of Buddhist mercy on their faces, but instead a hint of ruthlessness.

The three of them formed a triangle, surrounding Chu Jingzhe and Feng Qiuyan.

For a moment, the air around seemed to be frozen by this strong hostility.

The Red Flame Sect, the Eight Gods Sect, the Beast King Sect, any one of them would be feared by all the major forces in the provincial capital.

But now, they have joined together to target a disciple of the Golden Light Palace!

This one-sided crushing made many people slow down their movements and look at them with curiosity.

Chu Jingzhe had a stern look on his face. He protected Feng Qiuyan behind him. The Jinglei Sword in his hand trembled slightly, and lightning flashed on the sword. He seemed to be hesitant.

Ye Tianming frowned and looked at him. He activated his spiritual power and made a deafening sound that was transmitted into the martial arts arena.

"Chu Jingzhe, take the elixir when you are defeated. No one can touch the person I want to protect!"

In one sentence, it was like a thunderclap.

Many forces on the martial arts stage looked sideways.

Since when did the disciples of Jinguan Palace become so confident?

Yan Lie couldn't help but burst into laughter, and their eyes became cold and fierce: "You don't know how to live or die! Today, I will make you, the Jinguang Palace, stop here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the spiritual power in his body swept out.

The raging fire shook in his palm, and the temperature around it suddenly rose and distorted.