Zhang Jia also rushed onto the stage, his face full of worry.

He quickly took out the detoxification pill and healing pill from the storage ring and fed them to He Mengting carefully.

Tang Yu held the magic sword tightly. If the Poyun Sect took action, he would rush over to fight them.

A smile appeared on Wang Chengzhi's lips, and the purple flame on his right hand dissipated instantly.

"I didn't hear clearly what Fellow Daoist He was trying to say just now. I apologize to everyone in the Sunset Sect."

Most people did not accept his words. It was impossible for a cultivator at the third level not to hear He Mengting's words of surrender just now.

What's more, after He Mengting was knocked down again by Wang Chengzhi, he attempted to kill her.

The referee immediately walked onto the stage to mediate, signaling Xu Yeyu and Xia Xiaomo to put down their spirit swords first.

The two men looked at each other and put the spirit swords in their hands back into the scabbards at their waists.

"Let's go help Senior Sister He treat her wound first." Xia Xiaomo said.

Xu Yeyu glanced at Wang Chengzhi indifferently, then followed Xia Xiaomo to He Mengting's side.

"How is Senior Sister Zhang's injury?" Xia Xiaomo asked with concern.

Zhang Jia gently put down He Mengting's hand and replied in a heavy tone: "She has taken the detoxification pill, and the poison will disappear in a while. But she has some internal injuries, and the healing pill alone cannot completely heal her injuries."

At this time, Luo Xuan walked onto the stage and took out a pill from the storage ring.

A dan pattern can be vaguely seen on the surface of the pill.

The rich fragrance of elixir hits you in the face, fresh and fragrant, like a clear spring flowing in the mountains, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The fourth-grade elixir, the Holy Healing Pill.

"This is a fourth-grade elixir, the Holy Healing Pill."

Luo Xuan handed the Holy Healing Pill to Zhang Jia and continued, "The healing pill you gave her didn't work well, so let her take the Holy Healing Pill."

Zhang Jia didn't expect that the Holy Son of the Hehuan Sect would actually give him such a precious fourth-grade elixir.

Even a fourth-rank alchemist would need to experience several failures before he could successfully refine a Holy Healing Pill.

Xu Yeyu nodded slightly and signaled Zhang Jia to give the Shengyu Pill to He Mengting.

"Thank you, Saint Son Luo Xuan!" Zhang Jia said gratefully.

Zhang Jia put the Shengyu Pill into He Mengting's mouth.

As the pill entered her stomach, the skin around He Mengting's wound began to heal, the bleeding gradually stopped, and the edge of the wound was wrapped in a layer of soft light.

The purple bruises on the shoulders slowly dissipated, and the surrounding skin gradually regained vitality.

The referee couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The Sunset Sect has always been protective of its own people. If a disciple dies at the Immortal Sect Conference, the Sunset Sect will never let the Poyun Sect off easily.

Just now, when the referee saw Wang Chengzhi raising his right hand, he had already taken a step down. He didn't expect that the two disciples of Sunset Sect were faster than him.

"If it's a normal competition, getting hurt is normal."

The referee's expression became serious. He continued, "But the behavior just now has gone beyond the normal range and even intended to kill someone."

"Here, I warn the Poyun Sect once. If a similar situation occurs again in the third round of the competition, you will be disqualified even if you win the arena."

The referee knew that Po Yun Sect had no chance of defeating Xi Yang Sect, but as a referee, he had to issue a warning to Po Yun Sect.

This kind of heinous injury incident has not occurred for several Immortal Gate Conferences.

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Zhang Jia gently carried He Mengting off the stage, moving very carefully.

Although he knew that the Holy Healing Pill had healed most of her wounds and He Mengting was out of danger.

But Zhang Jia was still worried about hurting He Mengting.

Luo Xuan, Xu Yeyu and Xia Xiaomo came to an open space nearby.

Xu Yeyu looked at Luo Xuan and asked, "How many spirit stones does it take to buy a Holy Healing Pill?"

Luo Xuan naturally understood what Xu Yeyu meant. He obviously wanted to pay the spirit stones.

"We are friends. It's just a Holy Healing Pill. I won't take your spirit stones." Luo Xuan said.

Xia Xiaomo knew the price of the Holy Healing Pill, five top-grade spirit stones.

For the monks of the first four realms, the Holy Healing Pill is a life-saving pill. If they are seriously injured in battle, they only need to swallow the Holy Healing Pill to heal most of the wounds instantly.

"Thank you, I owe you one." Xu Yeyu said.

Luo Xuan waved her hand and said, "No need, be polite to me. We are friends now."

Luo Xuan still understands the ways of the world.

Xia Xiaomo looked coldly towards the Poyun Sect. Things would not end so easily.

After the elimination round, she will definitely inform the deputy sect leader about this matter.

"Let me play in the third round." Xu Yeyu said.

Xia Xiaomo turned her head, a hint of confusion on her face.

This was different from their original plan. Xu Yeyu was not supposed to play in the knockout round.

Tang Yu will play the first game, and Zhang Jia or He Mengting will play the second game.

Tang Yu will be responsible for the first game, while Zhang Jia or He Mengting will play the second game.

If the second game is lost, Xia Xiaomo will play the third game.

Xu Yeyu looked in the direction of Poyun Sect and said, "Someone just instructed Wang Chengzhi."

Xia Xiaomo and Luo Xuan had solemn expressions on their faces. They did not notice the fluctuations of the true energy in the sound transmission just now.

Telepathy is a special form of communication, whereby cultivators transform their true Qi into invisible waves to convey words. Others cannot hear the specific content, but can feel the waves.

Unless the voice is transmitted by a cultivator at a higher level than oneself, one will not be discovered.

There are no cultivators of the fifth realm in the Poyun Sect, so how does Xu Yeyu know that someone is behind Wang Chengzhi?

"Was it ordered by the captain of Poyun Sect?" Luo Xuan asked curiously.

The captain of Poyun Sect will definitely play in the third round. Xu Yeyu wants to play in the third round, which means that the person who instructed Wang Chengzhi is the captain of Poyun Sect.

Xu Yeyu nodded.

"Okay, I'll let you play the third game. You can handle it yourself." Xia Xiaomo said.

She did not remind Xu Yeyu to be careful of Poyun Sect, because with his strength, he could easily sweep away the five disciples of Poyun Sect by himself.

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Xu Yeyu walked onto the stage and his eyes fell on the captain of the Poyun Sect opposite him.

"Xiyang Sect, Xu Yeyu."

"Poyun Sect, Wang Chengde."

The referee looked back and forth between the two and sighed.

This was his first time as a referee in a knockout match, and he didn't expect to run into such trouble.

This round of ring battle is destined not to end easily.

"Xu Yeyu from the Sunset Sect versus Wang Chengde from the Poyun Sect, the competition begins!" the referee shouted.

Xu Yeyu held Bikong in his left hand and asked, "Is Wang Chengzhi your brother?"

Wang Chengzhi and Wang Chengde look somewhat similar, and many people can tell at a glance that they are brothers.

Wang Chengde said with an apologetic smile: "He is indeed my brother. I failed to discipline him properly. I would like to apologize to everyone in the Sunset Sect on behalf of my brother."

Xu Yeyu smiled coldly and interrupted, "Put away your hypocritical look. It was you who instructed Wang Chengzhi to hurt Senior Sister He."

"You were the one who passed Wang Chengzhi's spiritual fire to him. The spiritual fire is actually in you. This spiritual fire has created a certain relationship between you two. It is difficult for others to detect the sound transmission between you two."

In the second round, Xu Yeyu captured Wang Chengde's message to Wang Chengzhi.

Wang Chengde showed confusion on his face, and quickly explained: "Daoyou, please don't talk nonsense. It is true that I passed the spiritual fire to Wang Chengzhi, but it does not have such special abilities."

He has an innocent expression on his face, and people who don't know the truth would think he is innocent.

Most of the monks present believed that Xu Yeyu just made up an excuse to vent his anger on Wang Chengzhi's brother.

"It's okay if you deny it."

The blue sky in Xu Yeyu's hand was burning with flames, his face was cold and his eyes were indifferent.

"I'm not here to reason with you, I'm here to chop you up."

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