Moreover, at the moment when Wang Mingyun released the poisonous gas, Yu Wenchen used his spiritual sense to probe the components of the poisonous mist, which were all low-level poisons that were very common in the Xuanzhen Continent, and detoxification was not troublesome, but it was still a little tricky for Yuwen Fantasy at this stage. And on the other hand, Yu Wenchen hopes that Yu Wen Fan will face this kind of opponent, so that she can better understand the fighting methods and details of the martial artist. If Wang Mingyun hurt Yu Wenhuan in a dignified manner, Yu Wenchen would not say anything, his skills are not as good as others, he has nothing to say, I just hope that he will not use any other means, otherwise, Yu Wenchen will not care about any bullshit rules.

"Miss Yuwen, the poison is very powerful. The corners of Wang Mingyun's mouth curled with excitement, and as he spoke, he stretched out his palms and struck at Yuwen Phantom.

And Yuwen Fantasy naturally knew that it would be very troublesome if this poisonous fog was touched, so he fought and retreated, constantly mobilizing his true qi to protect his body and resist Wang Mingyun's attack. However, it is not a way to go on like this, Yuwen Illusion's true qi will dry up sooner or later, and it will be troublesome at that time. So she just resisted for a moment and quickly distanced herself from Wang Mingyun.

And Wang Mingyun also knew that his speed was not as fast as Yuwen Fan, so he let her go, but at the same time said: "Miss Yuwen, if you continue like this, you will lose." ”

"Noise. Yuwen Fan sneered disdainfully. Just now, she just tested Wang Mingyun out of caution, and now is the real beginning.

I saw Yuwen Huan's hands sealed, and another figure exactly like her appeared on the field in an instant, which was the shadow clone. The main body and the clone moved along the edge of the ring in different directions, constantly approaching Wang Mingyun, and at the same time, black mist continued to pour out from her hands, and at the same time, the black mist was also absorbing the surrounding heaven and earth aura and dark elements, constantly entangled and transformed, and strengthened itself.

"Miss Yuwen, I'm not as good as you in terms of speed, but I can't beat you with speed alone. Wang Mingyun knew that he couldn't grasp the initiative of attacking, so he took defense as an attack, and under the continuous stimulation of his true qi, the scope of the surrounding poisonous fog continued to expand, occupying almost half of the range in the center of the ring, and his fists had been put on a pair of dark green fists at some point, which obviously contained severe poison.

Yuwen Fantasy's attack soon came, and the main body and clone attacked Wang Mingyun from left to right, and the death dagger flashed with a chilling light. Wang Mingyun also looked serious at this time, although his poison was very powerful, but it could not reach the point of dying if he was touched, if he was hit by Yuwen Huan's blow, Yuwen Huan would certainly be poisoned, but he was not comfortable. However, he realized that something was wrong almost instantly, and laughed: "The clone can't copy the weapon, this is the body!"

"Poison refining is monstrous!" Wang Mingyun shouted, and then the surrounding poison almost instantly surged towards his right fist, forming a condensed armor similar to a solid poison gas armor, directly meeting the Death Dagger of Yuwen Illusion.

"Ding"

The sound of collision sounded, and from the place where the death dagger and the poison gas armor came into contact, there was a violent breath of true qi collision, and Yuwen Illusion's figure only stayed for less than a few seconds before flying out directly.

"Hahaha, little girl, you're still too naïve. Wang Mingyun looked at Yuwen Fantasy's upside-down figure, obviously a little disdainful, and was still secretly proud in his heart, Elder Lin stuffed this task to himself, he still thought it was difficult, but now it seems that it is simply the community sending warmth. However, he didn't forget that Elder Lin didn't mean to defeat Yuwen Fantasy as simply. Immediately, for the sake of Elder Lin's promise of his benefits, Wang Mingyun quickly moved in the direction of Yuwen Fantasy, and at this time, a small white jade bottle had appeared in his hand at some point.

"I wonder if you're thinking too simply?" Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind Wang Mingyun. When he heard this, Wang Mingyun's whole body instantly became a spirit, and the cold hair on his body instantly stood upright, as if a cold current swept through his body.

Jun Ming, who saw this scene, smiled and said, "You two really have some similarities. ”

It turned out that the two Yuwen Phantoms that Wang Mingyun saw were shadow clones, and Yuwen Phantom used the phantom to quickly hide without a trace, and then used the Xuan Shadow to replace it, and instantly came behind Wang Mingyun. Yuwen Fantasy adheres to Yuwen Chen's teachings - the biggest role of the shadow clone is to create opportunities for the replacement of the shadow.

At this time, the "Yuwen Fantasy" that was shot away by Wang Mingyun had dissipated at some point, leaving only a short black dagger. And Wang Mingyun himself also rushed forward involuntarily, and when he heard the voice, he understood that he had been fooled, but it was impossible for his body to react again, so he had to quickly release a dark green poisonous mist in an attempt to stop Yuwen Fantasy's attack.

Yuwen Huan once again cast an afterimage displacement, her right hand had been wrapped in black mist at some point, and when she saw Wang Mingyun quickly twisting her body and constantly releasing poisonous mist, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but show a sneer of disdain.

I saw that her right hand was clasped in the air, and the black mist instantly attacked Wang Mingyun.

"Ahh At this time, his body couldn't help trembling slightly, and cold sweat continued to break out on his back. He slowly touched his neck, only to see a fine line of blood appearing somewhere, and a drop of crystal clear blood slowly slid down, constantly reminding Wang Mingyun that the scene just now did not seem to be an illusion.

The people present looked at each other, and they were very confused in this battle, and the front was fine, but when it came to the final blow, they only saw the black mist of Yuwen Fantasy and Wang Mingyun's dark green poisonous mist colliding, and then Wang Mingyun flew out upside down, becoming the current bird, looking frightened.

In addition to Yu Wenchen and Jun Ming who knew what was going on, there was also a person who looked at the black mist on Yu Wenhuan's right hand thoughtfully, he was Yan Ziluo. He kept nodding slightly, as if someone was explaining something to him.

However, everything around him could not stop Wang Mingyun's fear of Yuwen Fantasy. No one but himself knows what he has just experienced. It was a sky-high black phantom, scarlet eyes stared at him, just this gaze made him unable to breathe, and then, I don't know where a huge black scythe appeared, just a slip in the air, he felt a chill in his neck, he wanted to escape, but his body did not obey. From the outside, they only made contact for a moment and then separated, but Wang Mingyun felt that he was imprisoned by the black phantom.

"You, you, you ......" Wang Mingyun pointed at Yuwen Fan, trembling and speechless, those eyes kept appearing in front of his eyes, and even merged with Yuwen Fan's eyes.

"Garbage. Yuwen Fan left a sentence and prepared to step down and leave.

And Wang Mingyun looked at Yuwen Huan's back, suddenly thought of what he was holding in his hand, thought of Lin Xuefeng's promise to himself, gritted his teeth, and kept saying to himself: "That's just an illusion, it's not real, as long as you sprinkle this on her, that high-grade defensive spirit armor is mine, and the identity of the deacon of the Heavenly Prison Division...... Yes, don't worry about it, Elder Lin will help me deal with the aftermath......"

Thinking of this, Wang Mingyun's fear seemed to be a lot smaller, he took a deep breath, crushed the small jade bottle in his hand, and the powder in the bottle instantly merged into his poisonous mist true qi, he quickly ran the true qi, and instantly jumped into the second gas, and pointed at Yu Wenhuan's back with an angry palm.

"Damn, Wang Mingyun sneak attack!"

"It's not a fucking thing!"

"I'm not a good guy in the first place, so that's to be expected. ”

"Miss Yuwen be careful!"

Everyone saw the truth, it was just a competition, since the defeat had to be generously admitted, the skills were not as good as others, although it was helpless, but the victory or defeat had been clear, and the other party was ready to leave, and it was really disgraceful to sneak attack at this time.

"Wang Mingyun, stop!" Yan Ziluo, who was on the side, saw Wang Mingyun's movements, and shouted at the first time, and at the same time rushed to the stage to stop him. However, Wang Mingyun and Yuwen Huan were closer, and he attacked in an instant, so Yan Ziluo obviously couldn't catch up.

"Garbage is garbage. ”

Just when Wang Mingyun approached Yuwen Fantasy and was about to hit, Wang Mingyun's ears heard the voice that made him frightened not long ago, and when he raised his eyes, Yuwen Fantasy had turned around at some point, and what made Wang Mingyun collapse was that Yuwen Illusion's eyes were exactly the same as the scarlet eyes he saw in the illusion.

"Poof!"

Wang Mingyun's fear of that black shadow was instantly awakened again, and his true qi reversed, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, and his speed naturally slowed down instantly.

"Bang!" At this time, Yan Ziluo, who came at full speed, had already kicked Wang Mingyun away, and in the air, Wang Mingyun spewed out several mouthfuls of blood mist again, but he smiled, because he saw that his poisonous mist had already touched the corner of Yuwen Huan's clothes. Lin Xuefeng said that this powder has an effect as long as it sticks a little, so his task has been completed.

This was Wang Mingyun's last thought before he fell into a coma. At this time, Lin Xuefeng, who was hiding in a corner and staring at the field, also raised the corners of his mouth, showed a smile that had succeeded in his treacherous plan, and left quickly.

"Miss Yuwen, are you okay?" Yan Ziluo stepped forward as if grabbing Yuwen Fan's hands, but was stopped by Yu Wenchen, who didn't know when he came between the two.

He didn't care about Yan Ziluo, but just said to the deacon of Taixia: "It's my sister who wins, right?"

The deacon was also a little confused by Wang Mingyun's sneak attack, but now he finally reacted, and quickly walked up and said loudly: "The winner of this competition is Yuwen Phantom Girl!"

"Come on, drag this thing down for me!" Soon he ordered someone to drag Wang Mingyun, who was unconscious, away, and quickly cleaned up the blood stains in the ring.

And just when Yuwenchen was about to leave with Yuwenfan, Yan Ziluo suddenly said, "Since you came up, it's just two moves?"