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"Wait a minute."

When Luo Qing's body was about to cross the arena, a male voice interrupted Qiao Wei's action, and he took over Luo Qing who was caught by the Yun Ni Zihua whip in the blink of an eye.

Luo Qing raised her head when she heard the voice, and the familiar face in front of her made her breathe a sigh of relief involuntarily.

Jiang Cheng's behavior was perfectly normal. Although Luo Qing's performance was not satisfactory, she was the beloved daughter of City Lord Luo and should not be easily offended. The Earth Spirit Sect was not afraid of trouble, but that did not mean that Jiang Cheng, as Luo Qing's senior brother and fiancé, could leave it alone.

Jiang Cheng naturally decided to take action after weighing the pros and cons. Although his behavior was somewhat shameful, this was a free competition arena. As long as it complied with the regulations, his appearance at the critical moment would not be considered a violation, and it would naturally shut up everyone.

Luo Qing was just careless for a moment. In terms of strength, a cultivator like Qiao Wei who had just entered the Foundation Establishment Stage was naturally not in the eyes of the two of them. Otherwise, Luo Qing would not have gone to so much trouble to get the Tianmen Sect's Qi Refining Stage disciples to take action. However, he did not expect that Qiao Wei's performance was so outstanding that her strength completely overwhelmed them, so Luo Qing had to do it himself.

At this time, Luo Qing's face looked a little ugly, but she still said to Jiang Cheng politely: "You are here."

"Well, are you hurt anywhere?" Jiang Cheng looked at Luo Qing with concern.

"No."

……

Seeing that Qiao Wei was about to win, but was suddenly intercepted, the Di Ling Sect disciples' faces were naturally filled with unhappiness.

But that was the rule of the free competition, and complaining would only make their Senior Sister Qiao Wei seem less than capable. The disciples of the Earth Spiritual Sect knew this very well, so they could only hang their heads in dejection and vent their dissatisfaction.

Qiao Wei silently put away the Yun Ni Zi Hua Whip and thought to herself, "It really wasn't that smooth."

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, I've long heard of your great name." Qiao Wei looked at the other person's hypocritical eyes and felt disgusted. This man named Jiang Cheng was definitely a smiling tiger.

"I just saw him, he looks so strange."

"I have a bad memory. Now that Daoist Brother Jiang mentioned this, I do think he looks familiar."

"That's really a case of you forgetting things easily."

"Since Fellow Daoist Jiang is here, I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first."

"Fellow Daoist Qiao, please stay and exchange a few moves with me?"

"No, I'm a little tired."

"Don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit." Jiang Cheng's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he stood in front of Qiao Wei aggressively, while Luo Qing cooperated with Jiang Cheng to guard the other side.

Qiao Wei thought that she was trying to use the same old trick again, which was not easy to deal with. However, two people were not enough to stop her.

Suddenly, she felt dizzy and could not see the person in front of her clearly. The overlapping shadows made her head dizzy. She held her forehead in pain, her steps became weak, and she staggered a few steps. Her pale lips looked very bad.

"What's wrong with me?" she asked subconsciously.

A strange laugh came into her ears.

"You don't think I would really fall into your trap, do you? All that was just a show for you." Luo Qing said with a sinister smile.

"What?" Qiao Wei was a little bit unbelievable.

"Look behind your arm. My purple thorn ivy whip is not a vegetarian magic weapon. When you are not paying attention, it will devour your body."

Qiao Wei endured the discomfort and looked down at her arms. She was surprised to find that they were covered with dense wounds. Judging from their shapes, they were indeed the barbs on Luo Qing's purple thorn vine whip. However, Qiao Wei had no idea when the wounds were inflicted and how Luo Qing did it.

"What the hell is going on?"

Luo Qing proudly raised the purple-thorn green vine whip. The barbs on it shone blindingly under the sunlight.

Qiao Wei's vision became increasingly blurred, but she could still see a clue from Luo Qing's sinister expression.

"Is it poisoned?" Qiao Wei asked Luo Qing without hesitation.

Luo Qing answered her cheerfully: "The barbs on my Purple Thorn Ivy Whip are not only poisoned, but also contain a kind of herb that can render the opponent unconscious in a short period of time."

Qiao Wei understood in an instant that the opponent's methods were hard to defend against and they were endless.

"When you use the Glazed Purity Technique, I will be in your cage."

"That's exactly the right answer, but it's too late to know it now."

Luo Qing took off the mask of disguise, and her arrogant face was full of smugness.

Faced with such a disadvantageous situation of two against one, even if Qiao Wei had an indestructible willpower, her shaky body seemed to tell her that she was no longer able to fight back. Luo Qing was holding up her thorny purple thorn vine whip and walking towards Qiao Wei with a smile on her face.

Her pale face was full of determination. Qiao Wei made up her mind and closed her eyes happily, but the image of that man appeared in her mind.

"Junior brother..."

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, the sky changed drastically, and a figure passed by the two of them. The next second, everyone saw a familiar figure being thrown out of the arena, and taking advantage of the situation, he pinned down an elder of the Tianmen sect, causing the person underneath to grimace in pain.

When everyone looked closely, they saw that the person who was thrown out of the arena was Luo Qing from the Tianmen Sect, and they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Who are you? Tell me your name!" The elder of Tianmen Sect who had fallen to the ground recovered and shouted loudly.

"It's Lin Qingqing, a disciple of the Earth Spiritual Sect!" Lin Qingqing chuckled, and in the blink of an eye she calmly landed on the stage and looked at Jiang Cheng, who was furious.

Everyone looked at each other, as if they had never heard of this person, but they exuded a familiar feeling.

“No impression.” said a disciple of the Earth Spiritual Sect.

"I do not have either."

"Senior Sister Lin? When did this person appear in the Diling Sect? Junior Brother, do you know?"

"Lin Qingqing? Taoist Guizhen and Taoist Yunhua do have disciples with the last name Lin, but I've never heard of a senior sister in the foundation-building stage. The person who looks similar and can be identified with the name is unlikely to be here."

The disciples of the Earth Spiritual Sect felt that the graceful woman in white was like a goddess descended from heaven, and then they watched them perform their facial expressions in broad daylight. The sad expressions on their faces from the previous second disappeared without a trace, and when they took another glance, they all had a smug look on their faces.

"Ah! I know!" Liufang excitedly pulled the little sister beside her, "It's Junior Sister Lin! That's Junior Sister Lin Qingqing!"

The other disciples looked puzzled when they heard this. After all, Junior Sister Lin Qingqing, who was rumored to be loved by the senior brothers, had passed away half a year ago.

"This is impossible!" Yingxiang's terrified scream came from a distance, "That bitch, how could that bitch appear here!"

The expected attack did not fall on Qiao Wei. She suddenly heard exclamations from the crowd, and then a voice that could not possibly appear here reached her ears. Her eyelids trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes with a little expectation and hope.

A soft ray of light shot into Qiao Wei's eyes. Under the onset of the poison, she collapsed on the ground powerlessly. The brilliant halo made it even more difficult for her to see the things in front of her. She could only shake her head, and then slowly stretched out her left hand as if she wanted to grab something.

Qiao Wei stretched out her hand to block the sunlight, and through the narrow gap between her fingers, she saw a familiar figure.

"You...are...Lin Qingqing?" Qiao Wei's trembling voice was filled with joy.