Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Liu Ruomei cried out in fear. What was wrong with Liu Duansheng? Was he trying to kill himself? Although she wasn't on the stage, she could clearly feel that Qu Luan's strength had suddenly become stronger. It had already reached the point where she was shocked to hear about it. Even a Nascent Infant warrior wouldn't be able to obtain any benefits from the attack.    

    

After a moment of surprise, Liu Yuanbi revealed a pleasantly surprised expression. He even saw the result of Feng Yimo being smashed into pieces by Qu Luan.    

    

Bang!    

    

Qu Luan punched Feng Yimo's chest. With a sound, Feng Yimo spurted out a large mouthful of blood. Qu Luan's face was covered in blood. His body was like a broken gunny sack, flying dozens of feet away. He almost flew out of the arena.    

    

Liu Duansheng was injured!    

    

This was the first time everyone saw Liu Duansheng injured. They were inexplicably shocked. What was going on?    

    

Could it be that he was going to lose this round?    

    

After Qu Luan injured Feng Yimo, he took a few steps forward and arrived in front of Feng Yimo. With one hand, he lifted Feng Yimo who was lying on the ground. He raised one hand above his head and grabbed Feng Yimo's leg with the other. In the next moment, he was going to tear Feng Yimo in half!    

    

The crowd below the stage cried out in alarm. They nervously covered their mouths. It was hard to imagine that Liu Duansheng, who had always been successful, would die miserably in front of them.    

    

However, Feng Yimo was lifted above his head and spat out another mouthful of blood. It landed right on Qu Luan's head, and he could not even open his eyes.    

    

Ah!    

    

A miserable cry was heard from the arena. Some people could not bear to see Feng Yimo being torn in half. They closed their eyes and heard the people next to them cry out in surprise. They hurriedly opened their eyes and found that the people rolling on the ground were not Liu Duansheng, but Qu Luan!    

    

"What's going on?" The person who had closed his eyes was stunned by the sudden change. He did not know what had happened and asked the people next to him.    

    

"Just when the chaos was about to tear Liu Duansheng apart, he suddenly covered his face and screamed. En, look! The flesh on Qu Luan's face was smoking and falling off one piece after another. "Heavens, what's going on?"    

    

The man quickly looked over. Indeed, Qu Luan kept rolling and scratching his face. The pieces of flesh that were stained with blood fell off, revealing the white bones underneath.    

    

"Could it be that he's poisoned? What a powerful poison!"    

    

"Eh? Liu Duansheng's blood is poisonous!"    

    

There was a heated discussion below the stage. On the stage, Feng Yimo stood up shakily, took out his Blunt Slow Sword, and staggered towards Qu Luan.    

    

"I, I want to kill, I want to kill you!" Qu Luan's two eyeballs had already been scratched by his own hands. One had yellow water flowing in it, and the other was hanging outside his eyes. His mouth made a muffled sound. He waved his arms like a headless fly, pawing and pawing in all directions, wanting to catch Feng Yimo.    

    

Puchi!    

    

The Blunt Slow Sword flashed by and Qu Luan's left arm broke off at the same time and fell to the ground.    

    

Ah!    

    

He let out a miserable shriek and staggered a few steps forward. He used his right hand to examine his left shoulder. However, there were only five finger bones left in his right hand. There was no flesh or blood left. There was no way to stop the blood from flowing out. It was like a fountain of blood had drenched the arena.    

    

Feng Yimo's body swayed like a candle in the wind. It flickered and flickered, but it still emitted a trace of light. He staggered a few steps, and his arm shook violently. The Blunt Slow Sword aimed at Qu Luan's head and slashed.    

    

Qu Luan endured the great pain. He could not see, but his ears could hear his voice. He rolled and rolled in a sorry state. His left arm was touched by the Blunt Slow Sword, and his forearm fell off!    

    

"Stop! I, I throw! Qu Luan was terrified. She sobbed and spoke, but before she could say the word 'surrender', Feng Yimo's Blunt Slow Sword had already pierced through her chest. It could be said that Feng Yimo's entire body was pressed against the hilt of the Blunt Slow Sword. He relied on his downward strength to squeeze the Blunt Slow Sword and pierce through Qu Luan, nailing him to the ground. Feng Yimo seemed to have exhausted all of his strength as he slumped next to Qu Luan.    

    

Blood flowed and dyed the arena red. Qu Luan's body moved a few times, but he was no longer breathing. His face was already badly mutilated, as if there was a Skull Head on his neck. Very quickly, the Cyan Smoke emerged from his body and turned into a pool of pus.    

    

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. What a powerful poison!    

    

Could that Liu Duansheng endure it?    

    

After a while, the motionless Feng Yimo suddenly opened his eyes and struggled to get up. He staggered and used his hands to support his Blunt Slow Sword as he struggled to stand. This time, even the Nascent Infant referee deeply admired his resilience.    

    

"Liu Duansheng wins!"    

    

Liu Ruomei was anxious. As soon as the referee's voice faded, she flew onto the stage. She rolled up her sleeves and rolled Feng Yimo off the stage. After thinking for a while, she took out a detoxification pill from her Storage Bag and broke it into two halves. She fed half of it to Feng Yimo. "I hope it will be useful for the end of life."    

    

Liu Ruomei thought that Feng Yimo was also poisoned. She was worried that he would end up in the same situation as Qu Luan. In the end, he turned into a pool of pus. Regarding Feng Yimo, her heart was no longer Martial Tao Slave's identity. It was more like Martial Tao Slave's identity. He was a good friend, and he was impressed by Feng Yimo's determination and hard work.    

    

She did not know that Feng Yimo was also deeply grateful to her because he had the body of ten thousand poisons. He was immune to all poisons and his blood was poisonous. It was precisely because of this that he injured Qu Luan. However, if he was not poisoned to death like Qu Luan, there was no way to explain how he was cured. Liu Ruomei's half of the antidote pill gave him an excuse.    

    

When he opened his eyes in a daze, the first thing he did was to ask Liu Ruomei to exchange the certificate for the reward. Liu Ruomei did not know whether to laugh or cry. This guy was really greedy, but his life was very tough. Being able to wake up meant that he was fine.    

    

Recovering the reward. Taking back the reward, Feng Yimo did not care about the results of the others. He was supported by Liu Ruomei and returned to Cloud Guest Restaurant. He asked the waiter to get a bucket of hot water and soak it for two hours. When he came out, the water turned black and gave off a pungent smell. Only then could it show that the poison in his body had been expelled.    

    

In the evening, there was news that the final seventy-five candidates had been selected. Tomorrow, they would rest for a day. The day after tomorrow, they would challenge the participants and eliminate twenty-five people. The remaining fifty people would represent Hsingyi Mansion to participate in the competition of the entire province.    

    

Looking at the list, Feng Yimo was surprised to find that Qing Yu had won again and entered the Pre-Sky Challenge Competition. It was too unbelievable.    

    

With Qing Yu's combat strength, she could only be considered a high level Pre-Sky Realm martial artist. She was not considered the top. How could she win repeatedly? Could it be that she still had methods that others did not know about?    

    

This pitiful woman had suffered a great deal to be able to reach this stage.    

    

She had killed all the warriors of Bafeng City along the way. Her situation was worrying. Bafeng City would never let her go.    

    

All the warriors who were able to enter the top 75 were all experts without exception, including five Xiantian warriors. These five would definitely not be challenged, and the six women would become the targets of the challenge. As long as they succeeded in challenging one person, they would be qualified to enter the top 50.    

    

Qing Yu would definitely be challenged!    

    

How could he help her? If only she had the Divine Power Pill. Anyway, it was the last battle. At most, he would be weak for a few days.    

    

Feng Yimo thought about it and went outside. He knocked on Liu Ruomei's door.