Of course, He Congming can laugh so happily, and he dares to provoke Fang Zhengzhen unscrupulously, so naturally he is not without any basis and certainty.

After all, Fang Zhengzhi was standing in front of him now.

Moreover, the most important thing is that he knew very well that Fang Zhengzhi would never really wait for him here for a bottle of Tianxing Water.

The reason is very simple. There is a bet between Fang Zhengzhi and Chi Guyan, or is it a very important bet.

So, how could Fang Zhengzhi deliberately delay time in the fourth heaven because of a small loss of big things, for that small bottle of star water?

So, the result is obvious. Fang Zhengzhen really can't solve the picture of the fourth heaven!

This made He Congming see hope again. Even though he was not sure that he could beat Fang Zhengzhen in the fourth heaven, hope finally ignited again.

He Congming was waiting for Fang Zhengzhi's answer...

But Fang Zhengzhi obviously did not hear He Congming's question. His entire mind is now completely focused on the battlefield map above his head, and he didn't even look at He Congming.

This made He Congming's face look a little ugly.

"You..." He Congming looked at Fang Zhengzhi, who had no echo, and a resentment rose in his heart. This feeling of being completely ignored was not good.

He wanted to go up and say a few more words, for example, if you have the ability, come and have a gamble. In addition to Tianxingshui, I have more and better babies.

However, when his footsteps had just taken half a step, a sound had already sounded in his ears.

"Shut up!" This voice was very direct, and it also had a wild arrogance, without any politeness.

The person who said this is naturally not Fang Zhengzhen, but Yan Qing.

"Yanqing, what did you say? I am your senior brother, you..." He Congming didn't say the second half of the sentence, because Yanqing had already arrived in front of him.

soon.

It was so fast that He Congming couldn't react.

That wild aura and his fierce eyes as fierce as a wild beast all made a coolness rise behind He Congming's back, and he subconsciously took a step back.

A very small step.

However, He Congming's face turned red.

As a disciple with certain qualifications in the Tiandao Pavilion, he was so scared that he took a step back by a junior brother who had just entered the Tiandao Pavilion for a month?

How could he accept it in his heart?

Just as he was about to speak again, a fist rushed towards his face. This scene was very sudden, and it made him almost incredible.

"Have you taken action? Yan Qing actually took action?" He Congming couldn't figure out how Yan Qing dared to attack in front of his senior brother.

Moreover, he took action so decisively.

Shocked, surprised.

But He Congming's strength was not weak after all. Seeing his fist hit, his body flew back three steps again, and a snow-white ice mark appeared under his feet.

Frost Step.

A footwork that can be used to avoid with the help of frost can be regarded as He Congming's unique skill in protecting his life, but even so, the corner of his clothes was still shattered by Yan Qing's punch.

This undoubtedly made He Congming even more surprised.

"No leverage, this is pure power!" He Congming looked at the broken corner of his clothes, and his eyes subconsciously widened.

Although he is also in the Reincarnation Realm, he is still in the late stage of the Reincarnation Realm. Compared with Yan Qing, the number one genius of the Extreme Martial Dynasty, the peak of the Reincarnation Realm, and the talent of immortal blood...

But it is undoubtedly much weaker.

Even if he has been in Tiandao Pavilion for four years.

Yan Qing did not speak again, and also did not continue to attack He Congming, and did not even look at He Congming again.

After a punch.

Yan Qing also returned to his original position, and his eyes slowly looked at the battlefield map above his head, feeling as if he had never moved before.

He Congming's mouth moved, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. His self-esteem told him that he was a senior brother and should have the dignity of a senior brother.

But……

In front of the monster who was indiscriminate and without even saying hello, he still felt that this dignity could be temporarily suppressed.

"Hmph, I am my senior brother, so of course I won't bother with you, my junior brother!" He Congming muttered to himself, and then slowly looked at the top of his head.

After a brief noise, the fourth heaven also returned to peace.

However, this calmness obviously did not last too long. As time passed, a majestic voice also sounded in the sky again.

"Chi Guyan, enter the seventh heaven!"

"Chi Guyan, enter..."

“…”

"The seventh level? Hahaha, Senior Sister Chi Guyan has entered the seventh level!" After hearing this sound, He Congming's body trembled violently, and then, an extremely excited voice made him shout out involuntarily.

"Huh?" Yan Qing's eyes turned to He Congming at this time.

"..." He Congming's lips moved again. He really wanted to go up and ridicule Fang Zhengzhi for a few words. After all, such an opportunity in front of him was really rare.

However, after looking at Yan Qing's cold and bloody gaze, he had already reached his mouth and swallowed it back.

I have to say that He Congming is feeling extremely uncomfortable now.

And at this moment, another sound rang out.

"Li Xueqin, enter the fourth heaven!"

“…”

Then, a figure appeared next to He Congming out of thin air, wearing a white scholarly outfit, fluttering gently in the wind.

"Huh? Junior Brother He, why are your clothes rotting?" As soon as Li Xueqin arrived at the fourth level, his eyes also fell on He Congming's half sleeve.

"..." He Congming's face turned red again.

What can he say?

Was Yan Qing hit him with one punch?

He couldn't, because no matter what he said, he was a senior brother, so he could only hold it hard, and his face turned from red to purple, just like a pig's liver.

...

Compared with the atmosphere in the fourth heaven, the atmosphere outside the Holy Rain Pool is obviously not under pressure, which is a real release.

Cheers and excitement, wave after wave by the holy rain pool.

The Sixth Elder's face is now very rosy. He has even found a place to sit down and ordered someone to bring a pot of tea.

It can be said to be extremely relaxed.

And behind him, the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion were also extremely excited.

"Senior Sister Chi Guyan is so amazing!"

"I have actually entered the seventh level of the upper third level! This degree and efficiency have almost never been seen in the history of Tiandao Pavilion!"

"Yes, at this level, it may only be a matter of time before entering the eighth heaven!"

The disciples of Tiandao Pavilion were excited. If they were just like the Sixth Elder before, they still had a little worry in their hearts, then now after hearing Chi Guyan enter the seventh heaven, they no longer had any worries.

A person who can't even pass the fourth level of heaven...

How could it be possible to pose any threat to Chi Guyan, who has reached the seventh level of heaven?

Unless, a miracle happens!

wrong……

Even a miracle is impossible!

"You guys say, is it possible for Senior Sister Chi Guyan to enter the ninth level of heaven?"

"The ninth level of heaven? This... In the history of Tiandao Pavilion, there is only one person entering the ninth level of heaven. I think this possibility is still..."

"Indeed, it's too difficult to enter the ninth level!"

The disciples of Tiandao Pavilion are now almost certain that the bet will be won, so naturally, they will start looking forward to some more miracles.

But, as they said, the ninth level of heaven is indeed too difficult!

Of course, they just said that whether Chi Guyan could really enter the ninth level of heaven and would not really look forward to it.

Time slowly passes by again.

Soon, another news came from the Holy Rain Pool.

Yan Qing has entered the fifth level of heaven!

"It's actually passed?"

"This Yanqing is very awesome!"

"Indeed, the number one genius of the Jiwu Dynasty is well-deserved!"
To be continued...