Yet Jiao Wuxing had actually said that he was injured by the other party in a head-on confrontation. This was simply the greatest joke under heaven.
If this human cultivator had used a technique to injure Jiao Wuxing, it might be possible. After all, techniques borrowed the power of heaven and earth. Although the Ghost Flood Dragon Clan's physical body was strong, it had not yet reached the point of being immune to the five elements.
"Why don't you fight him later?"
Jiao Wuxing said calmly.
He did not have much respect for this woman, Xi Ye. So what if she was at the late-stage of the Golden Core realm?
Regardless of the race, the physical comparison between male and female would often lean towards the male side being stronger. This was also the case in their clan.
He himself also had some ability to fight above his level. It would not be easy for Xi Ye to defeat him.
Seeing the other party's group looking over, Li Yan's face was calm. And Su Yuan and Xie Tongyi, behind him, simultaneously felt as if a heavy mountain was pressing down on them, making their chests feel tight. Their faces instantly became bloodless.
And this was just the aura casually released by the other party.
And in the next moment, the two of them felt a gentle force brush against their faces, instantly enveloping them. Su Yuan and Xie Tongyi felt their bodies lighten, and the qi and blood in their bodies also resumed circulation.
The two of them let out a long breath. When they looked up again, Zhang Ming's figure was blocking their front.
Li Yan just looked at the other side calmly, also not speaking. For a moment, the two sides were separated by several tens of zhang, but there was a strange and inexplicable silence.
They were all waiting for Great Master Wanxiang to arrive. Otherwise, Li Yan would not have gone up to fight.
The nearby Demon Guard Army also had blank expressions, their iron-blooded intent slowly spreading out.
Some of the people in Jiao Wuxing's group, after scanning Li Yan's cultivation, had already shown looks of impatience. It was precisely the four Golden Core cultivators from outside the "Ghost Flood Dragon Clan."
Some of them even looked at the three members of the "Ghost Flood Dragon Clan" with dissatisfaction. The three were "Elder Longjiao," Xi Ye, and a friend invited by Jiao Wuxing.
They had thought the other party was so amazing, but the aura emanating from him was really weak. How could such a cultivation level make their own side make such a big fuss?
For a moment, they all felt that the "Ghost Flood Dragon Clan" was making a mountain out of a molehill. Any one of them could go up and defeat this person in a few dozen breaths.
"Elder Longjiao" for a moment also felt that he might have misjudged.
Last night, after receiving Jiao Wuxing's account, he immediately took it seriously. Although Jiao Wuxing said that he was ambushed by the other party who suddenly appeared.
But since it concerned the growth and development of the sect, he decided after some thought to personally intervene today. But Jiao Wuxing insisted on doing it himself.
"Elder Longjiao" let him come along. Xi Ye, on the other hand, had asked to come herself after hearing about it.
Now, upon seeing Li Yan, "Elder Longjiao" for a moment even doubted whether he should personally intervene.
And just as the two sides were sizing each other up, another streak of light shot across the sky, heading towards them.
"Amitabha, this poor monk is a step too late!"
With a Buddhist chant that resounded through the heavens and the earth, a golden light had already appeared beside Li Yan. When the light dissipated, three figures were revealed: two monks and one layman.
The monk in the middle was Great Master Wanxiang. To his left was a middle-aged monk, who looked to be more than ten years older than Great Master Wanxiang. His face was extremely serious, and the tight lines of his lips showed that he was not a man of many words.
The person to Great Master Wanxiang's right was a big man with yellow eyes and curly hair. His hands were abnormally large, with bulging knuckles and veins. A thick demonic qi surged from his body. At a glance, he was clearly not a human expert.
"Greetings, Great Master!"
Li Yan had already turned around and bowed. At the same time, he smiled and nodded to the other two. Su Yuan and Xie Tongyi, behind him, immediately showed respectful expressions and performed the rites of a junior.
Li Yan knew that this was the support brought by Great Master Wanxiang. He had not expected the other party to be so warm-hearted.
"This is my junior brother, Wanzang, who is in charge of the Disciplinary Courtyard in the temple. Oh, this one is a close friend of this poor monk, Fellow Daoist Jie Fengkai of the 'Light and Dark Saint Lion' clan."
Great Master Wanxiang held one palm vertically and pointed to the two people beside him with the other hand, introducing them to Li Yan.
"Thank you, Great Master Wanzang and Fellow Daoist Jie, for coming to support me. I, Zhang, am extremely grateful. If there is anything that needs my help in the future, please do not hesitate to ask!"
Li Yan quickly bowed to the two of them again. As the saying goes, one can't go wrong with being too polite. Although the other party would benefit greatly from watching the duel, the bright words still had to be said openly.
Great Master Wanzang just bowed slightly and chanted a Buddhist phrase before saying no more. He was a man of few words.
And that Jie Fengkai of the "Light and Dark Saint Lion" clan grinned.
"To be able to come and watch others duel is of course something one would ask for. In fact, it's I who has taken some advantage. Thank you, heh heh!"
As this person spoke, his throat seemed to have the sound of metal clashing, giving people a refreshing feeling of a martial world hero.
Then, his gaze fell on Jiao Wuxing's group on the other side, and he couldn't help but laugh again.
"Hahaha, to meet a few familiar fellow daoists here is truly a matter of great fate. I, Jie, pay my respects."
He said he was paying his respects, but he still had his hands behind his back, laughing heartily. His attitude was not polite. Obviously, he knew all of them.
Some of the people on the other side sneered, while others smiled and directly cupped their hands to Jie Fengkai. No one answered him.
Cultivators who had reached this realm generally did not like to talk much. They paid more attention to practical things.
They knew that this person's relationship with Great Master Wanxiang of "Longhua Temple" was not shallow, so they were not surprised to see Jie Fengkai after knowing that the other party had Wanxiang's support.
"Since both sides have arrived, let's begin!"
Jiao Wuxing, seeing that everyone had arrived, did not want to delay any longer. He had long wanted to avenge yesterday's shame.
As for the spirit stones required for the duel here, they had already paid all of them. The duel was proposed by him, and he certainly would not ask a dying person for a little bit of spirit stone.
Li Yan also nodded crisply.
"Good!"
The duel here was basically a life-and-death battle. Everyone knew in their hearts that there was no such thing as "stopping before it goes too far!"
So it was useless to say more harsh words. Just fight.
Jiao Wuxing glanced at Xi Ye. Seeing her disdainful look, he snorted coldly in his heart. His spiritual power circulated, and he was about to fly onto the stage.
"Wait a moment, this old man has something to say!"
Suddenly, "Elder Longjiao" struck the ground with his dragon-headed staff. A wave of air spread out silently, immediately blocking Jiao Wuxing's front, causing his intended flight to pause.
Li Yan, who had already flown up, immediately stopped. He floated with his feet off the ground, his eyes narrowed, and his voice became gloomy.
"What? Is your esteemed self trying to tear up yesterday's agreement at the last minute, or are you trying to cause trouble!"
To interrupt the duel at this point, the meaning was self-evident. Everyone here was extremely shrewd.
This time, even the others on Jiao Wuxing's side showed looks of confusion, and even scoffed inwardly.
'Just fight and get it over with. Could it be that the old man wants to fight himself? That's fine too. We can end it faster and go back!'
After seeing Li Yan's cultivation, they no longer held any hope for an exciting duel. Even Jiao Wuxing himself said that the other party had won by a sneak attack yesterday.
"Elder Zhang misunderstood. I am not tearing up yesterday's agreement, but I was thinking if the way of dueling could be changed..."
At this point, "Elder Longjiao's" words paused. He looked around at everyone. Li Yan, who was floating off the ground, did not answer. He just squinted his eyes quietly.
However, he already had a guess in his heart.
'He wants to fight himself. This is a Pseudo-Nascent Soul. If I use all my trump cards, I might have a chance to kill him. But in that case, my methods might all be exposed to others. If that's the case, I absolutely cannot agree to the other party's proposal. Either the formation here can block divine sense, or I must wait for Xing Ming to come over.'
Great Master Wanxiang and the other two also frowned. But seeing that "Elder Longjiao" had not finished speaking, they did not immediately express their opinion.
"Oh, I was thinking this way. I believe everyone knows the reason for the dispute between my clan and 'Falling Star Valley.' Then since the dispute arose over medicinal pills, we should compete in this matter. That would be more convincing. Even if this matter is reported to the 'Sacred Demon Palace,' I believe they will also make a more correct choice."
At this point, a fierce look appeared on "Elder Longjiao's" face. How could he be willing to let the other party die so easily?
If he could make the other party live in misery from now on, and slowly die in pain, that was his wish.
First, it could intimidate those small fries. From now on, if anyone dared to have ideas about the "Ghost Flood Dragon Clan," this person's fate would be a living example.
At the same time, the Demon Guard Army of the "Sacred Demon Palace" was here. Don't look at them as cold-blooded and ruthless, but these people were the ones who used a large amount of mid-to-low-grade pills.
If his side could crush "Falling Star Valley" in terms of medicinal pills, he wouldn't need to explain. These people would also report this matter back to the palace.
At that time, even if some of the deacons in the "Sacred Demon Palace" who were inclined towards "Falling Star Valley" had any reason to cancel their twenty percent share?
He had never intended to bet the future of the "Ghost Flood Dragon Clan" on Jiao Wuxing. Everything still had to end perfectly in the most stable way, so he decided to implement his own plan.
Seeing that everyone seemed to be in thought, "Elder Longjiao" continued.
"Since Fellow Daoist Zhang is an elder of 'Falling Star Valley,' then you are naturally at the level of an alchemy grandmaster. Then how about we have a 'pill duel'?"
A dark light appeared in the depths of "Elder Longjiao's" eyes.
"Oh, how to have a pill duel? Refine medicinal pills?"
At this time, Jie Fengkai, on Li Yan's side, immediately spoke up. A look of disappointment appeared in his eyes. He was here to watch the two sides duel, so that he could learn from it.
If the two sides were to refine pills here, it would be very boring. He was not an alchemist.
"That's not it. Refining pills in a furnace is indeed the most common way for alchemists to compete, but for a grandmaster of Elder Zhang's level, it would be too dull. So I suggest that the two sides have a competition of swallowing and detoxifying poisons. We will each take out a poison pill or poison liquid, let the other party eat it, and then detoxify it. How about it?"
At this point, "Elder Longjiao" actually showed a smile on his face, a smile full of malice.
He didn't even need to say the result. Everyone here could understand that this was a poison duel that was several times, or even dozens of times, more tragic than a physical duel. The result was not death, but being left with a heavy poison that would enter one's internal organs, suffering the torment of the poison every day.
If one wanted to get the antidote from the other party, the price would certainly be unimaginable. But in the end, it might not even save one's life.
And with this method of dueling, their side didn't even need "Elder Longjiao" to personally intervene. He would not have broken the agreement of yesterday.
He just needed to give the poison pill to Jiao Wuxing and let him continue to duel with Li Yan.
And just now, he didn't care whether Li Yan was proficient in alchemy or artifact refining. He first put a big hat on the other party's head, raising him to the level of an alchemy grandmaster.
There were ten "Sacred Demon Palace" cultivators nearby. It all depended on whether you agreed or flinched.