A quarter of an hour later, Ma Tian hurriedly ran back sweating profusely, holding a black wooden box half a person tall and eight or nine inches wide, he came to Jiang Xing and handed the box to Jiang Xing.

Jiang Xing took the wooden box, looked at Ma Tiandao, and said, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Ma Tian rolled up his sleeves and wiped Han Dao on his forehead: "You must win!"

Jiang Xing smiled, breathed for a while, and when he felt that his state was almost recovered, he stood up and found two ropes to tie the black wooden box tightly to his back.

Steward Jia looked at Jiang Xing from a distance and stood up, then looked at the incense burner with an incense stick that was about to burn out, grinned and said loudly: "Jiang Xing, Meng Weiyu, you guys start!"

Jiang Xing exhaled slowly, and when he saw Meng Weiyu walking towards the center of the square in front of him, he also walked forward, and Ma Tian clenched his fists behind him and gestured in front of his chest.

Jiang Xing knew that he meant to come on, and he also stretched out his fist and compared.

The two faced each other from a distance, Meng Weiyu didn't wait for Steward Jia to speak, first took out a piece of yellow rune paper that was the same as the one that Meng Hou took out in the duel and held it in his hand.

Steward Jia snorted coldly and said, "Hmph! Your Meng family is really extraordinary, and the lower-level Dunjia talisman is used like a blank piece of paper!"

Meng Weiyu's embarrassed face turned red and white for a while, and he didn't dare to look at Steward Jia.

"Let's start!" Steward Jia stopped looking at him and nodded at Jiang Xing's side.

As soon as Meng Weiyu and the other Jia stewards finished speaking, their index fingers and ring fingers were slammed into the air with yellow rune paper, and there were words in their mouths.

About three breaths, boom, half a person is high, and a thin earthy yellow barrier the size of a person hugging appears in front of Meng Weiyu about half a step away.

The barrier glowed with a yellow halo, and the corners of Meng Weiyu's mouth turned up slightly, and he pulled out the sword in his hand, and recited a spell in his mouth.

Jiang Xing waited for Steward Jia to finish speaking, just like the previous game, he instantly killed in front of Meng Weiyu's eyes, Jiang Xing's eyes were also fiery red reflected by the fiery red flames on the sword, and Jiang Xing slammed his sword towards the earthy yellow barrier

The sword was shocked back by a force of the same magnitude, and Jiang Xing was vigorously knocked back two or three steps.

Meng Weiyu on the other side of the barrier squinted at each other, and the spells in the air kept stopping.

Jiang Xing hurriedly moved two steps to the left, looked at a vacant block, raised his sword and stabbed sharply, and the barrier was like a spirit, brushing in front of Jiang Xing.

Likewise thorns can't be pierced.

Jiang Xing frowned, and he couldn't pay attention to it.

Meng Weiyu's lips stopped moving, and the Xingchen Sword in his left hand swished, rising in response, straight into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it stabbed down from a height of more than ten zhang.

Saying that it was too late, Jiang Xing hurriedly took two or three steps back.

Boom! A big hole with a big bowl mouth appeared where Jiang Xing was standing.

Jiang Xing was shocked, and before he could make a move, Meng Weiyu's right hand on the other side of the barrier was slightly bent, and with a pinch, the Xingchen Sword suddenly came over, the sword body was dotted with stars, and the tip of the sword was towards Jiang Xing, shaking in the air. However, this did not delay it, and in the next second, it stabbed at Jiang Xing.

Jiang Xing's heart was not flustered, his body was slightly on one side, and Meng Weiyu's sword grazed Jiang Xing's chest and stabbed sharply.

The corners of Jiang Xing's mouth twitched, his eyes were fixed on Meng Weiyu, he exhaled, and stepped up again.

Clang! Cutting on the earthy yellow barrier was the sound of gold and iron.

Meng Weiyu was unmoved, his right hand flipped in front of his chest, and the sword that shot out suddenly turned back and stabbed at Jiang Xing. Jiang Xing didn't see the sword behind him, but he still carried the sword in his hand and slashed with all his might.

The sword behind him came in the blink of an eye, Jiang Xing tilted his head slightly, and just when Meng Weiyu's sword was about to stab Jiang Xing, Jiang Xing dodged in a hurry.

This time it was not so lucky, the sword cut through Jiang Xing's left arm, which was half a beat slow, and was cut about an inch deep, Jiang Xing held the sword in his right hand, and hurriedly pressed the wound, but his sight was not on his left arm. He stared at the sword in front of him that had stabbed him in the left arm.

Jiang Xing pulled closer to attack, Meng Weiyu's flying sword stabbed out fine, stabbed back because it was too close, Jiang Xing dodged, Meng Weiyu didn't have time to stop in time, although he controlled it in time, but how could he control the galloping flying sword so quickly.

A sword stabbed on the earthy yellow barrier, Meng Weiyu on the other side of the barrier opened his eyes wide, full of horror, but fortunately he stopped in time just after clicking on the barrier, and around this, he also clicked a small dot the size of a white fist on the screen.

Meng Weiyu's face became as embarrassed as chewing wax after being frightened, his hands quickly pinched, the sword intent in front of him skyrocketed, Ling Li was abnormal, Jiang Xing was not far away, and he felt as if he was facing a cold iceberg.

Jiang Xing looked at the sword intent raging in front of him, and his heart paid attention, and at the same time, his eyes were fixed on the white spot the size of a fist on Meng Wei's jade earthy yellow barrier, although it was not too obvious, but Jiang Xing knew that the white spot in front of him was his best chance.

Meng Weiyu's Star Sword volley paused for about five breaths, and Meng Weiyu increased the output of spiritual power, so that his breath was a little unstable.

The aura around the Xingchen Sword surged, and the sword head turned and shot towards Jiang Xing.

Jiang Xing felt that the void around him was tight, and he couldn't move his body a little, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly bit his tongue hard, and his body was in pain, and his eyes regained their brightness.

Jiang Xing hurriedly picked up the long sword, and the aura of the dantian rushed into the long sword like a long river.

The Xingchen Sword was approaching, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing.

Then with a snap, the long sword in Jiang Xing's hand was broken into several sections and scattered on the ground.

Jiang Xing hurriedly took two steps back to the right, narrowly avoiding the menacing Xingchen Sword, Jiang Xing glanced back at the Xingchen Sword that shot out of the air, and saw that it had stopped in mid-air, and was ready to turn around and stab back.

Jiang Xing didn't hesitate to throw away the hilt of the sword that was only a few inches long, and took out a seven-inch-long black dart in his right hand, which was the Qianyin Dart. Jiang Xing didn't talk nonsense, and the aura was directly poured into this seven-inch-long dart. Then he threw it at Meng Weiyu!

After throwing the Qianyin dart, Jiang Xing untied the long box on his back, shattered it with one palm, a long black knife glowing with cold light, and shallow depicted a yin and yang double fish with a circle of one or two inches at the hilt, the gossip diagram.

It is the gossip knife of five high-grade spirit stones in the weapons shop!

When Jiang Xing took the gossip knife in his hand, he saw a small black dart flying over. Meng Weiyu, who was on the opposite side, looked at it and his complexion became ugly, he snorted coldly, hooked the ring finger of his right index finger back, and the star sword in the distance galloped towards Jiang Xing.

Jiang Xing didn't even look at the sword stabbed from behind.

With a gossip knife in one arm, he rushed forward.

The bell, the Qianyin Dart was nailed to Meng Weiyu's earthy yellow barrier first, and the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

Click! Immediately after that, the earthy yellow barrier cracked, Meng Weiyu's eyes widened in disbelief, and the yellow talisman attached to his chest spontaneously combusted without fire, and dissipated in front of him in a moment.

Seeing Jiang Xing galloping over, Meng Weiyu roughly estimated the distance from the Xingchen Sword to Jiang Xing in his heart, gritted his teeth, hurriedly increased the output of spiritual power, and tried his best to urge the speed of the Xingchen Sword.

Jiang Xing was like the queen of the previous game, and he didn't look back, and blindly rushed forward.

More than 100 people in the square gasped together, and Ma Tian stretched his neck in a hurry and stomped his feet with his fists. Steward Jia is ready to strike at any time, if that sword is really solid, he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

Suddenly, I thought that Jiang Xing would keep fighting forward and be seriously injured, but also to seize the advantage of Meng Weiyu not having a barrier shield, and use the fighting method of a gecko with a broken tail.

Unexpectedly, when the Xingchen Sword was less than two steps away from Jiang Xing, and Jiang Xing was five steps away from Meng Weiyu, Jiang Xing resolutely clicked on the ground with his left foot and rose in the air.

The Xingchen Sword grazed the soles of Jiang Xing's feet and flew by about two inches, Meng Weiyu looked at Jiang Xing in the air, and the corners of his mouth sneered. Stretched out his hand to take the Xingchen Sword that fell into his hand, and pulled a sword flower.

Jiang Xing swooped out in the air, pouring in the spiritual power of the sword in both hands, and slashed at Meng Weiyu with all his strength.

Meng Weiyu didn't dodge, and swung his long sword to slash upwards. The star sword in his hand is also shining with stars, which is also a manifestation of spiritual power urging to the extreme.

Suddenly, Meng Weiyu's eyes were a little confused, and he was a little distracted, in his sight, there were as many as five knives slashed by Jiang Xing in front of him, and they were slashing towards him from top to bottom. I can't avoid it at this time. I really knew in my heart that the five knives must have illusions in them, otherwise how could a good knife become as many as five out of thin air?

The range of his Star Sword can only block up to four slashes. There will always be a fish that slips through the net, and if you don't think about it, the five knives are near,

"Just bet on the five on his right hand!" Meng Weiyu thought silently in his heart.

There was no sound, Meng Weiyu tried his best to get in exchange for blocking the vacancy, and suddenly came back to his senses, the cold blade was already attached to his neck.

Meng Weiyu turned his head to look at Jiang Xing who fell to the ground, and then looked down at the jet-black steel knife on his shoulder.

"Hmph, your name is Jiang Xing?"

Jiang Xing pulled the wound on the left side too hard just now, frowned slightly, looked at Meng Weiyu and nodded.

"With you, I first used my Star Sword to hurt my own Dunjia Talisman, that little black dart, plus this knife with illusion, your methods are really endless. ”

"If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. I conceded it. After Jiang Xing finished speaking, he accepted the gossip knife.

Steward Jia and a middle-aged man in his forties came in unison. The middle-aged man's face was not very good, Steward Jia smiled slightly, clapped his hands and said, "Good, good, good, wonderful, this competition Jiang Xingsheng wins!"

"Oh............"

"Oh............"

Around the square, more than 200 people chanted in unison.

Ma Tian hugged the people next to him excitedly, and jumped to look at Jiang Xing's side.