C213 Rescue

"Humph!" All the treasures in the world belong to the fated ones. Who knows, maybe fate will have something to do with this Setting Sun Divine Bow? "

Sang Chong had a complacent look on his face. He turned a deaf ear to the old man's threats.

After all these years, those who wanted to kill him could range from Yanjing to the Southern Ocean.

"Cut the crap!" Give me your life! "

The old man waved the nine-section whip in his hands. This was a set of magic tools with a completely jet-black body. When it cut through the air, it would emit an ear-piercing humming sound that was exceptionally sharp.

Under this kind of attack, Sang Chong appeared to be extremely calm. He opened the white fan in his hand and actually blocked all of the opponent's tricky attacks.

A folding fan had formed an absolute defense.

"This old man is in trouble …" His cultivation is on par with that lascivious thief, but his techniques are too mediocre. From the looks of it, he very rarely fights with anyone! "

"This Sang Chong is quite crafty. His hand fanned the air so tightly that no wind could pass through it. If the opponent fails to attack for a long time, he will reveal an opening. This is the safest method …"

Below the arena, countless cultivators had gathered. Amongst them, there were many who had good eyesight and were able to see straight to the heart of the battle.

Sure enough, after the old man waved his nine-section whip, sparks flew in all directions. His momentum was astonishing, but he did not injure the other party. Instead, he used up all of his Fa Li.

"Geezer, don't learn from others to be competitive when you're old. Isn't losing your cultivation in this forest a type of regret?"

The corner of Sang Chong's mouth curved into a feminine smile. He took a good look at a weak point and lightly waved the folding fan in his hand, causing the nine-section whip to fly away and land a kick on the old man's chest.

This kick was incomparably vicious. It used 100% of his strength and almost shattered the old man's heart.

"Puff …"

The old man coughed up a mouthful of blood, and then flew out of the arena. After a long moment, he finally stopped moving.

"The death of those who enter the arena will be determined by their fate. Who knows how many vengeful spirits will be sacrificed if the Heavenly Treasure is revealed earlier this time …"

"Right, right, right, right!" "This old man clearly knows what kind of occasion this is, yet he dares to enter the stage. He doesn't even think about it. If Sang Chong is really an ordinary pervert, how could he have been free for so long …"

The cultivators below the stage cleared a path for him, but no one came forward to take a look at the old man's wounds.

They had been wandering in this world for so long, they were already used to life and death, and this old man's injuries were too severe. Unless Hua Tuo was still alive, who else would be able to return to life?

"The victor of this round is Sang Chong. As long as it takes less than an incense's time, no one will dare to challenge him. The Sunset Bow will be his!"

The big fellow walked onto the arena again and waved his hand. A disciple then lit an incense stick.

"Thanks, thanks. I was just trying to get something out of it …"

Sang Chong hugged his fists and bowed down towards the stage. He glanced at the Sunset Bow and couldn't conceal the burning look in his eyes.

A noble king looking like a general would rather have a seed?

If he did not give it a try, how would he know that he did not have the talent of a god?

Would anyone care about his status as a pervert? I'm afraid the Holy Maiden s of the top sects will fight to be my concubine!

"..."

"It's your fortune to have this sovereign meet you today. I'll give you another chance to start over from the beginning. Consider this a good relationship!"

At this moment, a youth suddenly walked in front of the old man and muttered to himself.

He took out an exquisite jade bottle and a cyan pill. The tempting fragrance immediately spread out and attracted the gazes of countless people.

"High Grade Spirit Dan!?"

Some people could not help but exclaim. This world was too crazy. For someone they had never met before, they were willing to take out a high grade spirit pill to save him!

"Who is this young man?" A disciple from a first-rate sect could not be so wasteful! This kind of pill can live at critical moments, wouldn't it be a waste to use it on an old man? "

"Humph!" For cultivators, compassion is a taboo. Sometimes, it can lead to the death of one's opponent. "

Many people recognized the youth's identity, and the three words, Shen Qingfeng, made his way through the crowd, immediately causing them to look at him in another light.

"He is the one called Yan Dazhang? This age is too young! Did he start cultivating inside his mother's womb? "

"A talent born of heaven, it's a pity that he has a woman's heart. In the future, he will narrow his path …"

"..."

Shen Qingfeng was too lazy to care about the opinions of the crowd. He himself was a Pill Refiner, and normally, these kind of pill would be eaten by Bai Su as candy.

To him, it was nothing special.

He had observed the old man for a while now and realized that the righteous aura he emitted didn't seem like that of someone who had died a violent death.

In his heart, he thought that it was just a casual action.

"Cough, cough …"

After the old man consumed the pill, he coughed out a mouthful of blood and his eyes suddenly became much clearer.

"This little brother, you saved me? "This old one does not dare to accept such a great favor …"

Although he was heavily injured just now, he still possessed the Spiritual Sense. He had thought that he would definitely die, but he never expected that a youth he did not know would actually be willing to take out a precious pill to save his life.

Under his excited expression, his blood surged and he almost passed out from shock again.

"Silence!" "It's just a small matter, nothing to worry about. Don't let the injury recur."

Shen Qingfeng supported the old man to the side to rest. They were already quite a distance from the stage, so the old man could rest in peace to heal his injuries.

This pill had a miraculous effect. Originally, he had been kicked by Sang Chong and was on the verge of death.

But with the help of the pill, his injuries started to heal at a fast rate, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he opened his eyes once again.

"Many thanks to benefactor for your help!"

The old man made a gesture to kowtow, but was stopped by Shen Qingfeng.

"I've already said it before, it's just a small matter. Your excellency, if you continue to act like this, it's just a facade."

"Hahaha …" I never thought that benefactor would have such a bearing at such a young age. Your future accomplishments are limitless! "

The old man's eyes revealed a benevolent expression. He had vaguely heard the surrounding people talking about this young genius. He had never seen someone as talented as this in his life.

"Treat your wounds properly! Today is fate. I will return to the arena to watch the match. "

Shen Qingfeng laughed and said.

He was still thinking about the Sunset Bow, this Ancient Treasure, he had to get it no matter what!

"Oh?" Could it be that benefactor was interested in the Sunset Bow as well? This stage is truly a dangerous place, if this old man says something that doesn't make sense, taking out this Sunset Bow might not be an easy task! "

The old man sighed in his heart. He wanted to advise the other party to give up on the idea of going up to the arena.

"Hehe, cultivators are people who go against the will of the heavens. Every step they take is filled with killing intent."

"I feel that the Sunset Bow and I are fated to meet. Maybe it is just specifically waiting for my arrival."

Shen Qingfeng said with a confident smile. In this forest, his cultivation realm was not the highest, but in terms of fighting strength, he really didn't think that anyone could threaten him.