Just when everyone's hearts were in their throats, a white light bloomed around the ring. "Is it the light spirit vein, or is it the spirit level!" everyone shouted, "He actually has two spirit level spirit veins...... Can you grow to this point?" everyone knows that having two spiritual veins will kill you.

"Holy Flame, Prisoner of Jade Burning!" the flames burst out, and Dong Yichen jumped into the air holding the Holy Spirit Sword. Seeing this, Song Chen just hurriedly prepared to change positions, but found that his ankle was actually entangled with several fire ropes, and subconsciously immediately urged the spiritual skill to resist, and as a heavy machete appeared in his hand, he angrily reprimanded: "Hanniu, Soaring to the sky!" A brown light slashed out.

"Jade Burn!" Dong Yichen shook his hand, and the fire rope tied to Song Chen's ankle actually ignited, and slowly swallowed him directly, boom! A towering pillar of fire exploded on his body. Then he held the Holy Spirit Sword to meet the oncoming powerful spiritual power, and he couldn't dodge it at this moment. The spiritual field was suddenly filled with smoke, and as the smoke cleared, Song Chen still collapsed to the ground. Dong Yichen was supported by a Holy Spirit Sword on the ground, but he fainted in an instant.

"This son actually has two spirit level spirit veins, a Xuan-level spirit book, and a Xuan-level weapon...... If there is such a person to live, our Chiyang City will not turn over on the day. And how can this Holy Flame Book resemble Lin Lan, the previous deputy city lord of Chiyang City, so much?" Chiyang Kong on the side thought brightly and darkly. This is also the voice of several other Chiyang City elders next to him, "This son can't stay, kill him to get the Holy Fire Register!"

"I declare...... Dong Yichen won this game!" shouted the spirit judge.

"Why? Does this son still have the ability to fight? Aren't you a person from Yueqiu? I can see it clearly, you guys are uniting to get us one by one!" Chiyang Kongming on the side protested. In an instant, the dozens of Yueqiu people next to him also protested.

"A draw is a draw!" Yun Yanrou said. "What?" everyone turned to look at the woman playing the harp.

"Piano master, you come to play the piano for everyone, they Chiyang came here and didn't listen to the piano skills of the piano saint, they can't help but look down on them a little!" Yun Yanrou said mysteriously, "I'll go on!"

"...... you?" Nanqiu Hantian glanced at Zhu Feng in the distance, who was uncomfortable at the moment. "Yes, yes, don't let her play it right away, I'm hot when I hear it!"

Nanqiu Hantian immediately agreed, unless it is a demonic thing, otherwise listening to the sound of the piano will only feel comfortable, and then he conjured up his own guqin "Zhu Ji" and played the score, but this "Exorcism Song" is mysterious, and it can only be changed temporarily, and its role may not be half of Yunyanrou, but the piano skills are several levels higher than her. The crowd couldn't help but applaud when they heard this.

Yun Yanrou immediately went to the ring and said secretly: "Who wouldn't play tricks?"

This time the test with Yun Yanrou is still a man named Wei Yan, whose strength is not below Song Chen, and his age is similar, this one has a lustful face. "Little girl, you play the piano very well, are you interested in playing for your brother in private?"

"Of course I'm interested!" Yun Yanrou said as she greeted the lewd man and shook his hand with a smile. Wei Yan almost didn't die of happiness, and hurriedly sniffed the lingering fragrance on his hand, if it weren't for the fact that this competition was very important, otherwise he really wanted to jump out of the ring and let her win. After all, a unique woman like Yun Yanrou can't help but be a little humble if she is a person.

Yun Yanrou just smiled coldly and said, "Don't show mercy to your subordinates!" she just summoned the white jade guqin.

"Okay, good, my brother will beat you gently!" Wei Yan was also a treasure, and slowly approached Yun Yanrou as he spoke.

After three notes, Wei Yan slowly began to wonder from a happy and playful expression, followed by a hideous pain, but for a moment, he fell directly to the ground, wailing heartbreakingly, "Ahh

"Women are not easy to mess with, especially those who are good-looking!" Yun Yanrou said coldly, the sound of the piano in her hand continued, Wei Yan wailed constantly, at this moment, he just felt that the spiritual vein was blocked, and his spiritual energy was disappearing little by little, and there was a problem with the spiritual vein, but it was a fatal blow to the spiritual person.

When everyone saw Wei Yan's painful appearance, they couldn't help but want to tell her to stop. As the last note popped out, Wei Yan fainted directly.

The spirit judge on the side was also half stunned, "This woman wins!"

"No, no, she's cheating!" the group of people in Chiyang City began to shout again.

"Why don't you count it?"

"She uses witchcraft, she's a witch!"

"Is it feasible to settle a draw?" Yun Yanrou said. "No, absolutely not, count us as a winner!" Chiyang Kongming said. Suddenly, a piercing note exploded in all directions, faintly carrying a powerful force and spiritual pressure. Chiyang Kongming hurriedly changed his words: "Count...... Even if it's a draw!"

"Kill them!" Yun Yanrou muttered beside Zhang Xiyu.

"I don't need you to say it. ”

Chiyang Kongming on the other side muttered something to another disciple who was about to play, and then quickly handed him something that he couldn't find if he didn't pay attention.

"These guys!"

Immediately, the two sides came on the field, and the last person on the opposite side was a middle-aged man who was at least in his thirties, named Chiyang Jiacheng, the son of Chiyang Kongming. Everyone has nothing to say at the moment, and it is not the first time that the other side is shameless anyway.

A few gongs and drums sounded, and the fighting spirit officially began.

"Boy, it's better to get out of the ring quickly and get out of the ring, don't die!" Chiyang Kacheng said.

Zhang Xiyu was just indifferent and disdainful.

"Die! Saint Yan Waves!" Chiyang Canaan's eyes immediately shone with a flash of fire, and then a piece of molten slurry appeared around Zhang Xiyu, enveloping it in clumps. This level of heat is the Xuan-level spiritual skill, and the periphery of the spiritual field felt this scorching heat.

Boom! The four-sheath molten slurry instantly submerged Zhang Xiyu. The audience immediately ushered in all kinds of contemptive doubts...... What the hell? It looks like he is on top of the top and has been taken by someone in a move? I'm afraid that the Xuan-level flame doesn't even have bones!

The Chiyang sky not far away is a smug look, his son is full of treasures, and there is nothing bad about it.

As the magma dispersed, Zhang Xiyu really disappeared, and just when everyone thought he was dead, he unexpectedly appeared behind Chiyang Jiacheng. "A treasure has raised a waste!" Zhang Xiyu slammed his fist into his face after a few cold sounds, this is the only place without protective gear, and suddenly the person just felt that the bridge of his nose was still broken, and then he was kicked out several feet away and fell to the ground. The audience suddenly ushered in all kinds of exclamations, and his mood was made up and down.

Chiyang Jiacheng fell to the ground and just muttered: "Daddy seems to have said that this person is a mirror spirit vein, at most three afterimages, and several of them are the most powerful!" Sure enough, a few days ago, he was assassinated by several black-clothed people to deliberately hide his strength, causing them to make a mistake in judgment, you must know that both of them are in the eightfold psychic realm, and according to common sense, the mirror spiritual vein of the same spiritual level basically has no opponent at all, unless it is an anti-routine person like Bo Shuya, who has been stranded in psychic for hundreds of years.

Immediately, Chiyang Jiacheng's shoes ran fast as if they were smeared with oil, and quickly smashed on Zhang Xiyu's body, and the result was empty...... Another punch smashed on the other body, but it was empty again, and all the punches were empty, and I panicked for a while.

Suddenly, another fist smashed on the bridge of his nose, and he rolled on the ground in pain for a while, and then quickly a carp stood up again, and his whole body instantly erupted with a powerful force, which was very similar to Dong Yichen's holy fire, boom boom! Several punches were thrown around and exploded in an instant, and the corners of Zhang Xiyu's clothes were also burned by this force. Before he could react, Chiyang Jiacheng swung his fist and smashed it over, a tiger pounced, bang! Suddenly a big hole was smashed out of the ground, "Don't think about this move!" Then he fell down and dodged a punch, otherwise he would have been punched again.

In the blink of an eye, a sword was drawn, this sword seemed to be piled up with the scales of a certain animal, the sword body was hot, at least it was also a rare Dao weapon, and its grade was between the top grade and the finest. Boom! A sword was drawn, and a flame was immediately set off.

This chapter is complete!