The words of the dwarf old man made the genius so angry that he almost fainted.
The other geniuses who had fallen to the ground due to the poisoning, even though they were unable to move, still wanted to secretly hide their storage rings, but...
Then he was found by the little old dwarf!
Not only did they lose their tokens, they also lost all their property. Above their heads, the token count, points, and ranking numbers displayed were: zero, zero, zero.
The yellow-robed Tianjiao raised his hand tremblingly and grabbed the dwarf's sleeve, begging in a pitiful and hoarse voice: "Please, give me back the ring. I don't want the token anymore, okay?"
"ring?"
The little old dwarf sniffed, thought seriously for a while, then put all the contents of one storage ring into another storage ring. Then he took the empty ring and returned it to the yellow-clothed genius.
"Here, I'll give it back to you."
The yellow-robed genius witnessed the dwarf old man's "crime process", holding the empty ring in his trembling hand, his face ashen and tears streaming down his face.
Woohoo, he doesn't want an empty ring!
The old dwarf put the large pile of storage rings he had harvested into his small sack. He dragged the sack to find Yan Chen and Yu Qiu who were fighting with others.
Although Yan Chen poisoned a group of geniuses, he failed to poison Gong Liyuan, Feng Yuanming, and Xu Cheng, so they could only fight him.
Bang!
Not far away, in the woods wrapped in layers of snow-white frost, several figures were confronting each other. On the left was a gentle man in purple and a devilish man in a red robe. The former held a huge black cauldron in his hand, and the latter held a double-sided iron fan and long sword, with a captivating black light.
On the right are three people, one is the young man Feng Yuanming, and the remaining two are teenagers Gong Liyuan and Xu Cheng who are not much different in age.
The five of them didn't talk much and just started fighting.
Suddenly, more than twenty intermediate puppets and four advanced puppets appeared, from Feng Yuanming and Gong Liyuan respectively.
Xu Cheng has five contracted beasts, all of which are at the true beast level.
In contrast, Yu Qiu and Yan Chen's trump cards are a little weak.
At this moment, a high-level puppet with red eyes suddenly appeared behind Yan Chen. He raised his arms without warning, then hugged Yan Chen tightly, restraining his hands and movements.
Feng Yuanming seized the opportunity, raised his sword, and stabbed towards Yan Chen's chest.
clang!
Feng Yuanming's sword was suddenly blocked, and his knuckles were hurt. He raised his eyes with a slightly changed expression. The person who came was Yu Qiu, who had an extremely charming and handsome appearance. He blocked his sword with his iron fan sword.
Yu Qiu said casually, "Uncle, don't be hasty. Your opponent is me."
After saying that, Yu Qiu raised his left hand and immediately formed a spell. In an instant, countless small hidden weapons shot towards Feng Yuanming!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The explosions continued, catching Feng Yuanming off guard and injuring him, forcing him to retreat repeatedly. He only had to summon intermediate puppets to resist these powerful small hidden weapons.
At this moment, Feng Yuanming narrowed his eyes slightly and a rather strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Almost there...
The next moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he stared at Yan Chen who was restrained by the No. 1 advanced puppet in front of him.
The arms of the No. 1 advanced puppet that bound Yan Chen gradually melted away, and the No. 2 advanced puppet he controlled not only failed to stab the sword into Yan Chen's heart, but was instead suddenly knocked to the ground by the Nine-Pole Heavenly Lion that suddenly appeared.
"roar!"
The Nine-Polar Heavenly Lion fiercely bit off the head of the No. 2 senior puppet, and then used its sharp claws to forcibly tear the No. 2 senior puppet's body into pieces.
At the same time, a blue phoenix appeared behind Yan Chen. It raised its head and cried in a clear voice. Its claws grabbed the No. 1 senior puppet and its sharp claws violently scratched the No. 1 senior puppet's body.
With a 'sizzling' sound, both arms of the No. 1 senior puppet were melted away.
Qingluan also took this opportunity to throw the No. 1 advanced puppet away, and then spewed out a stream of green flame, burning it with a "boom" sound.
Immediately afterwards, Qingluan soared into the air and headed straight towards Xu Cheng's five contracted beasts to fight with them.
Seeing this, Yu Qiu raised his hand and casually touched the Nine Extremes Heavenly Lion, "Ajiu, go help Qingluan."
"Yes, Master."
The Nine-Polar Heavenly Lion responded softly, then ran wildly towards Qingluan.
Xu Cheng's eyes darkened when he saw that Yu Qiu and Yan Chen both had contracted beasts. What on earth was the origin of this Fengyun team?!
Gong Liyuan and Xu Cheng attacked at the same time, and the two long swords collided with the cauldron, making two extremely harsh sounds.
Yu Qiuze faced Feng Yuanming again.
The five of them fought for more than a hundred rounds. From the initial draw, Yu Qiu and Yan Chen gradually gained the upper hand. This was because Yan Chen had put some poison in the air, and Gong Liyuan and the others were unaware that they were poisoned.
By the time they reacted, it was too late.
The tokens of Gong Liyuan, Feng Yuanming and Xu Cheng were taken away.
The three of them lay powerlessly on the ground, watching Yan Chen and Yu Qiu leave, with resentment in their eyes. Damn it!
Gong Liyuan's face gradually turned purple and black, and he sighed with emotion in his heart. No wonder a powerful senior in the cultivation world once said: It is better to provoke ten powerful enemies than to provoke a poison maker.
Because the poison master's moves are hard to defend against.
…
The other side.
The young man in black tights raised his sword with both hands and swept through the enemy. His random sword techniques forced his opponents to retreat again and again.
"Brother Murong, look at my sword!"
With a loud 'bang', the broadsword directly hit Murong Heng's sword. The collision of the two weapons caused the airflow in the surrounding space to surge.
Murong Heng frowned, raised his sword hard to block, and suddenly freed his left hand and slapped Mo Jing. The palm force instantly hit Mo Jing's chest, forcing him back several steps.
Mo Jing felt a sharp pain in his chest and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Even though he was injured, the fighting spirit in his eyes became more intense. He stared at Murong Heng with shining eyes and praised him generously: "Brother Murong, you are really strong!"
“Come again!”
Mo Jing suddenly turned his wrist, and the big knife burst out with a strong sword intent in mid-air. The sword wind was so sharp that the air flow in space was stirred into pieces!
With one swipe of the knife, the surrounding area was shaken.
Murong Heng's face was solemn. This man was simply crazy. He raised his sword and fiercely resisted.
But the knife was too terrifying, forcing him to retreat continuously. His face was painfully pierced by the knife wind, and his feet slid on the ground, leaving a deep groove.
"Brother Murong, give it another blow!" Mo Jing's excited voice came.
Murong Heng's face froze: "..." So I'm being used as a target for you?!
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