Evil Phoenix Nitian: It’s a bit busy to torture the scum with bare hands

Chapter 1197 I really want to punch her
  While everyone was watching with eyes burning and going crazy, they couldn't help but curse Feng Chuqi secretly as a prodigal. They all wanted to rush to the stage and grab the eighth-grade elixir that she poured into her mouth, even if it was just one. ah!
  No matter how big your fortune is, you are still not that wasteful! They were all heartbroken to see it! Many people covered their hearts and couldn't bear to look at Qi, who kept pouring eighth-grade elixirs into his mouth. They really wanted to rush up and beat up that prodigal thing.

They asked for an eighth-grade elixir that they couldn't get! She actually lost one bottle at a time instead of one by one. This makes people unable to live...

What she was swallowing was not the pill, but their hearts!
  Finally, someone couldn't bear it and shouted at Feng Chuqi in the audience: "Junior Sister Feng, Junior Sister Feng, please don't finish eating them all! Leave some for us! Leave one for us, and we can use the sect's contribution points to follow You can change it to whatever you want, and we’re willing to do it!”

"Yes! Even if your injury doesn't recover in a hurry, we can apply to postpone this battle."

"Yes, yes, Junior Sister Feng was seriously injured in the battle with Senior Brother Feitian. It is simply unfair to fight Senior Sister Ying at this time. We apply to postpone this battle and wait until Junior Sister Feng's injury recovers before fighting again."

"Yes, this battle is postponed, postponed..."

"Junior Sister Feng is injured and goes into battle. It's not fair, it's not fair..."

"..."

In an instant, the entire arena echoed with crazy shouts of "this battle is postponed" and "unfair", which made the leaders of the Qizong open their mouths, their scalps were numb, and they were extremely embarrassed.

In fact, when they saw some people pouring bottles of eighth-grade elixirs into their mouths as if they were free, their hearts also throbbed and ached!
  You must know that their entire weapon sect does not have eighth-grade elixirs!
  In the past, when they were not so hostile to Xuanzong, sometimes they could buy several eighth-grade elixirs from them. But since trying to "accept" their Qi Sect to no avail, the two families have become almost incompatible, including their eighth-grade pills. The elixir has not been found either.

Now I see some people eating the eighth-grade elixir as jelly beans. Although the elixir is not theirs, it is still extremely painful!
  I'm a good boy, this is not the way to lose a family. Even if she is an eighth-grade alchemist, an eighth-grade alchemist also has certain rules for making elixirs. If she eats sea swallows like this, even if she is an eighth-grade alchemist in Xuanzong, I can’t stand it either! But this girl is not just a prodigal, she is simply the best of the best among prodigals.

I really want to punch her!
  If she could stop her prodigal behavior, they might agree to postpone the battle. But they all saw the scene just now. Peak Master Ying took action to save Feitian Centipede regardless of his identity, and even took the opportunity to hurt her. With that little girl's temperament, she must have been extremely angry to challenge Yinghong!
  And in the process, he did not hesitate to use so many eighth-grade elixirs to restore his injuries. This approach was obviously made out of extreme anger and was so crazy and desperate. Therefore, even if all the outer disciples felt sorry for the eighth-grade elixirs and shouted loudly to postpone the battle, but They didn't dare to make a decision easily before Feng Chuqi spoke in person.

Because this girl is none other than the new head of the Feng family, the six great families of Xuantian, and the true descendant of the lineage of the Dan God Yuan Zun.

And saw that Feng Chuqi kept swallowing the pills, and her profound energy and injuries were recovering quickly. Yinghong, who was pretending to be pregnant, could no longer maintain the smile on her face. She clenched her fists tightly and her palms were pricked by nails, but she didn't notice it at all.

Damn girl, I didn’t expect that she would have so many eighth-grade elixirs in her hand to recover from injuries. This simply subverted her understanding of her. While secretly hating her, she couldn’t help but guess who she was? Why do you have so many eighth-grade elixirs on your hands?
  Even her Weapon Sect's inventory doesn't have that many eighth-grade elixirs! How did she get it?
  A rumor that had recently caused the entire continent to go crazy came to mind involuntarily, unless she was the one...

No, this is impossible! This dead girl is just a grassroots without a foundation, and her surname Feng can only be a coincidence. How could someone like her be the one in the legend? Yinghong instinctively refused to believe that possibility, and then raised her voice and asked with a bad face. Said: "Feng Qi, have you recovered from your injuries? You won't keep me waiting forever, right? If you really can't, then we will obey everyone's wishes and reschedule this battle. How about we fight another day?"

No, she couldn't let her heal any longer.

There are too many variables in her body, and she cannot let her return to her prime, otherwise it will be very difficult to defeat her. If such an idea had come up before, she would have scorned it. Even if Feng Chuqi succeeded in killing the Feitian Centipede, she didn't think she had much ability.

The strongest person in the outer sect? snort! In her eyes, he's not a scumbag, so he can't compare with her, so even if that damn girl beats Feitian Centipede, it won't be a big deal.

But after seeing that Feng Chuqi had so many eighth-grade elixirs on her body and poured them into her mouth without feeling any distress, Feng Chuqi's identity immediately became more mysterious and unpredictable, which made her feel uneasy.

If there was a plan to play cat and mouse before, let her make a big fool of herself in front of the Quanqi Sect disciples and then embarrass her and die miserably. So now she only plans to fight quickly. It is the truth to kill her quickly, otherwise things may change, so Yinghong no longer intends to wait any longer.

"No need!" Just as Yinghong finished her words, Feng Chuqi suddenly opened her eyes, looking at Yinghong who could hardly hide her hatred, the corners of her lips curled up into a smile that was not a smile: "Since I have issued the challenge, there is no reason to reschedule. Senior Sister Ying, are you ready?"

At the same time as he finished speaking, Feng Chuqi jumped up from the ground and asked Yinghong with a calm look.

Yinghong's heart trembled. Seeing how relaxed she was, she obviously didn't take her seriously. She was resentful and secretly afraid. After swallowing so many eighth-grade elixirs, even the most serious injuries could be recovered! Thinking of the heaven-destroying sword she had struck at the Feitian Centipede earlier, Yinghong couldn't help but feel a little scared.

At this moment, she extremely regretted that she had pretended to be pregnant and allowed her to recover from her injuries. If she had struck out as soon as she came on stage, she might be dead now! Why would it be so troublesome?

This time I really lost a lot of money!

But it's useless to think about all this at this time, let's find a way to kill this girl first. If she had a sword duel with her, Yinghong knew she was no match for her swordsmanship that was so dazzling that it could transform into a fire phoenix. So if you want to defeat her and achieve a quick victory, it's better to just use her trump card.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and Yinghong shouted loudly: "Yanhuang..."

(End of this chapter)