“Well, it seems that you are a tough man, and even now you don’t bow to me to admit your defeat. I really admire that!" With that, suddenly, Mingxiao the Warrior’s face became very gloomy, and he said in a malicious way, "Since I was born, I hate those who pretended to be tough. I don’t believe you can survive without begging for mercy. From now on, I'll crush all your bones one by one until you beg me for sparing you, or I'll never pity on you. You'd better get prepared."

“The first one!” While speaking, Mingxiao reached one finger out and pointed to Hei Ta’s shins, and instantly, that big hand forced downward to give a hard press.

Crack!

With the sneer of Mingxiao the warrior, people around heard the clear sound of bone fracture. Hei Ta's shins were twisted in a strange way, and the bones of which had been obviously crushed to pieces.

“Ouch!!” In an instant, Hei Ta's face was contorted with a look of extreme pain, and his body trembled faintly. But his lips were pressed together hard, and his bloodshot eyes were staring at Mingxiao the warrior, full of madness.

“The second one!” After a slight pause, Mingxiao Zhanchen looked at the craziness from Hei Ta’s bloodshot eyes, with a malicious look flashing in his eyes, he reached out to press Hei Ta’s another shin hard.

Crack!

. . .

. . .

“The third one!”

Crack!

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. . .

“Brother Hei Ta, better give in right away! No need to keep struggling.”

“Hei Ta, give in. You are no match for this guy. Come down quickly.”

“Brother Hei Ta is so pitiful. Who can save him? It’s time to stop.” Some female disciples of Luoyun Valley that had not ever seen so much bloodshed even burst into tears.

In that brief moment, more than a dozen bones of Hei Ta had been crushed, and both his hands and legs were paralyzed to one side. There was a steady flow of blood through his eyes, ears, nostrils and mouth, which was dripping on his body and condensed into blood scab, which was miserable to the most. But his eyes grew redder, and his mouth kept the roar of a wild beast. With that, a murderous frenzy swept over from its body.

“Ha ha, you’re worthy of being the disciple of Luoyun Valley, with a spirit tough enough. Since you won't give up, we have to continue the battle. Since both your hands and feet have been useless, I will break your ribs every five breaths until you beg me for mercy!” Filled with coldness in the eyes, Mingxiao the warrior reached out his hand and pressed down at Hei Ta hard.

“Stop!” At this moment, Qingyun Taoist rose up to his feet. With that, the strong breath of Gold Core Cultivator swept out overwhelmingly, and the clouds above his head suddenly changed color. It was obvious that he had been angry to the extreme.

Suddenly, an invisible pressure loaded on Mingxiao the warrior, which made him pale in an instant, and receded several steps.

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“Qingyun Taoist, are you going to bully a junior disciple?” Before Tianji Taoist said something, with a flash of light, Mingxiao the elder at one side had protected Mingxiao the warrior behind him. With a flick of the robe sleeves, he blocked all the spiritual pressure outside.

Staring at Mingxiao the elder sharply, Qingyun Taoist, whose breath was quick and forceful, said in a steady and powerful voice, “Your disciple was really wicked and fierce. He trapped Hei Ta by means of the spell restriction to stop Hei from opening the mouth, otherwise, I’m afraid he would crush all the bones of my disciple in the end.”

With a sullen face and malicious eyes, hearing what Qingyun said, Mingxiao the elder sneered, “We fought between the sects, but what rule forbids my great-great-grandson to do so? If not, my friend Qingyun Taoist, you fought with my junior disciple with your Gold Core cultivation, and aren’t you going too far? Are you bullying our Flaming Sect for no Gold Core could meet the challenge?”

“You!” The magic power waves in Qingyun Taoist ran high, and on top of his head, there was a faint green glint, with which, a strong spiritual pressure swept out from his body.

“Watch your tone, Chief Master Qingyun Taoist. Are you going to break the agreement between our two sects and to start a fight?” Tianji Taoist snorted coldly and rose up to his feet slowly, from whose body a spiritual power not weaker than that of Qingyun Taoist was slowly emerging, like the recovery of a wild beast.

“Please stay calm, my elder brother. If we fight up with Flaming Sect, there will be one to be badly hurt. I’m afraid someone else will take the chance to give us another attack, and then the sect’s prosperity will be wishful thinking.” Alchemy Taoist frowned slightly now, and in a hurry, he transmitted the words to Qingyun Taoist.

Qingyun Taoist had a complicated expression. It was long before he snorted and said, “In this round of contest, Luoyun Valley admits defeat.” With that, before Mingxiao the warrior got his big hand back, he directly scattered the hand, took Hei Ta, who had been unconscious, and flew off the stage.

“Humph, damned old thing! Before long, our Flaming Sect will get that treasure, and at that time we must make your Luoyun Valley removed from Beihua State thoroughly!” Mingxiao the elder snorted coldly and then he said to Mingxiao the warrior gently, “Chenzhan, in the later combat, you can just do it, and as long as you don't take their lives, it will be not against the rules of the combat between two sects. If anyone else dares to intervene and tries to hurt you, neither me nor Chief Master Tianji Taoist will stand by and watch!”

The voice was not high, but pushed by his magic power, it was strong enough to be carried throughout the whole hall, making the cultivators present all restless.

"Yes, grandfather. I will never lose the face of our Flaming Sect, and will certainly be friendly enough with all the friends from Luoyun Valley.” Mingxiao the warrior, whose full name was Mingxiao Chenzhan, suddenly revealed some ferocious look on his face, and said coldly.

Hearing that, Mingxiao the elder nodded with satisfaction, with a flash of light, he had been back to the Flaming Sect’s side.

“I wonder which friend from Luoyun Valley will come to challenge me? Mingxiao Chenzhan, from Flaming Sect, accepts your challenge!” Being arrogant, Mingxiao Chenzhan pointed to the young cultivators of Luoyun Valley, who all turned pale and dared not make eye contact with him.

A moment later, seeing no one answered, Mingxiao Chenzhan couldn't help laughing and sneered, “Well, is it true that there’s not even a person who dares to take my challenge in Luoyun Valley, a sect with two Gold Cores? In this case, you’d better give up as soon as possible, so as not to waste my time.”

What he said had caused a big stir among the present.

“Although Mingxiao Chenzhan has not yet reached Foundation Establishment, his cultivation is not weaker than that of the cultivators at the beginning stage of Foundation Establishment. I am afraid that Luoyun Valley will be defeated this time.”

“It is essentially a great occasion for Luoyun Valley to have two Gold Cores in the sect. Besides, several junior alchemists flexed their muscles just now. But the younger cultivators were all defeated by this young man of Flaming Sect this time, I am afraid that Luoyun Valley’s accumulated momentum and influence before is about to collapse soon.”

“At this point, the senior cultivators of Flaming Sect have no weaker cultivation than those of Luoyun Valley, but the junior cultivators have much stronger cultivation than the latter ones. It’s possible that Flaming Sect will be the leading sect in Beihua.”

“With two Gold Cores in Luoyun Valley, if they are forced out of the sect, I am afraid that this matter is enough to let Luoyun Valley lose face and prestige.”