"Luo Qi, be careful!"

"Um!"

The young men in the trial area watched with their eyes wide open as a Qingpo sword pierced Luo Qi's heart. The bright red blood fell on the snow-white ground, and the blood drops bloomed into flowers in the snow.

Blood oozed from the heart of the young man in white, and his tall and handsome figure trembled.

"You..." He slowly lowered his head and looked at the extremely familiar sword.

Luo Qi looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, his pupils trembled, and before he could say anything, he felt a pain in his heart and fell straight back.

He closed his eyes and lost consciousness.

"Luo Qi!"

Luo Ba and others who were still fighting against the others suddenly became panicked. They immediately turned around and headed towards Luo Qi without caring about their opponents.

Yu Chenming, who had already pulled out the Qingpo Sword, looked at Luo Qi who was lying on the ground with cold eyes. He gave a look to the disciples of Zhao Wuji around him, telling them not to delay Luo Ba and the others any longer.

"Luo Qi! Quick, give him the Resurrection Pill!"

"Huai Jin, protect Luo Qi's heart meridian. Luo Wu, stop the bleeding!"

So Luo Ba, Huai Jin and others quickly rushed to Luo Qi, immediately checked their condition, and in a panic fed him the life-saving pills.

The Qingpo Sword in Yu Chenming's hand was still dripping with blood, and the blood slowly flowed from the blade to the tip of the sword, and finally fell heavily into the snow.

In the snowy forest, two opposing groups are fighting for the final trial goal.

Obviously, on one side are Zhao Wuji's disciples headed by Yu Chenming, and on the other side are the disciples of Piaomiao Mountain led by Luo Qi.

"What's going on? His spiritual energy is dissipating quickly?!" Luo Wu frowned and spoke in a panic.

Upon hearing this, Luo Ba, who was trying hard to rescue Luo Qi, also discovered that Luo Qi's heart meridian could not be repaired at all, and his breath was extremely weak, with even a trace of a pulse almost gone!

Huai Jin's hand, which was protecting his heart, trembled slightly. He stared at Luo Qi's heart with an indescribable look in his eyes. His lips trembled slightly and he lowered his head, his expression unclear.

However, Luo Ba, after hearing these words and looking at Luo Qi's pale face and gradually broken heart, seemed to have lost his life.

Luo Ba's breathing trembled, and his eyes suddenly turned red and sore. He immediately raised his hand and patted Luo Qi's face, trying to wake him up.

The boy's voice was hoarse and trembling, but he had to pretend to be calm. "Luo Qi, Luo Qi, wake up, don't sleep, don't scare me! This is not fun, wake up! Do you hear me?"

"Luo Qi! Quick, try to send him some spiritual energy again!"

Luo Wu and others nearby were also disappointed and immediately tried their best to send spiritual energy to Luo Qi.

But it was useless. No matter how they tried to rescue him, all that was left was Luo Qi's cold and lifeless breath.

A layer of frost had solidified on Luo Qi's eyelashes, his pale lips were bloodless, and even the pulse in his wrist had completely stopped.

"How could this happen?! Why not!"

"Luo Qi! Luo Qi!"

The young men panicked for a moment. They supplied him with spiritual energy and put precious pills into his mouth, while shouting loudly and shaking Luo Qi's body, trying to make him open his eyes and scold them to prove that he was not dead yet!

Huai Jin also immediately sent a message to Sheng Wu using the communicator.

Yu Chenming looked at them with a tense expression and his eyes darkened. He turned his wrist and put down the Qingpo Sword.

"It's useless. You know, once my Qingpo Sword enters your heart meridian, there will be no chance of survival."

The cold and low tone was unfamiliar.

These words made Luo Ba, whose eyes were already red, couldn't help but tighten his grip on the hilt of the sword. They knew, of course they knew, because this was one of the magic weapons that Sheng Wu had given to everyone ten years ago.

"Then do you know that Master said that this magic weapon cannot be used against our own people!" Luo Ba couldn't help but stand up, and rushed towards Yu Chenming with the magic sword in his hand, with a broken roar.

Luo Ba almost went crazy and used all his tricks on him.

Seeing this, the people on Yu Chenming's side wanted to step forward to help, but were stopped by him with a look.

He took all of Luo Ba's crazy attacks.

"If you hadn't insisted on competing with me for this spiritual fruit, why would I attack you? Didn't Luo Qi also use ruthless force on me? Why should I give in?"

Yu Chenming narrowed his dark starry eyes, showing displeasure and a hint of anger, and he also used the same force to deal with Luo Ba.

"Yu Chenming, you bastard! We were so blind to think you were our senior brother!"

Hearing this, Yu Chenming frowned, his eyes gloomy as he knocked Luo Ba to the ground!

"boom!"

"Hmm!" Luo Ba fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood!

The already disheveled figure was now even more severely injured.

Seeing this, the expressions of the others who were still trying to find a way to save Luo Qi tightened.

"Low eight!"

Huai Jin frowned, walked over without saying a word, helped Luo Ba up, then turned around and looked at Yu Chenming with a cold and vicious look.

This was the first time he had looked at him so openly.

"Enough is enough!" The young man's tone was cold and indifferent.

Seeing this, Yu Chenming looked at him deeply, then twitched his lips and looked at him provocatively.

"After all these years, you finally stopped pretending to me."

His words were meaningful, and only Huai Jin understood what he meant. It turned out that he had long discovered his hostility and jealousy towards him.

"In the final competition, I will be first."

Huai Jin narrowed his sinister Ruifeng eyes and raised his thin lips expressionlessly.

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