The black-robed monk who had been teased immediately reacted as soon as he turned around, because there was not even half a figure behind him.

"Fooled!" The black-robed monk was startled, and hurriedly shook his head to watch, and the three clones moved in unison and turned their heads around.

Rustle, rustle.

The black-robed monk turned around, and saw a strange-looking and very aggrieved golden shrimp appear in front of him, the golden shrimp in the demon spirit realm had an iron chain tied to his neck, pretending to compare the shrimp claws, and he didn't dare to take this opponent in the late Yuan Infant period seriously, so he had to make a rustling sound in place.

"Prawns?"

Boom!!!

As soon as the black-robed monk said the word prawn, the clone on the far right was directly bombarded, and Xu Yan, who had already been close to the black-robed man, punched out, shattering the entire black-robed figure.

The terrifying power of the flesh, once unleashed, immediately displayed a devastating power, and the opponent's first clone was destroyed before it had time to dodge.

Immediately after that, the clones on the left side shattered one after another, and they were actually wrapped in the thunder light that exploded with a talisman, and at the same time that Xu Yan rushed out, the thunder talisman was also passively used.

Killed the two clones in an instant, leaving only the black-robed monk in the middle, this one had ten flying swords pierced in his heart, and there was no painful expression before, once the two clones were destroyed, he immediately bared his teeth and hurriedly retreated.

"Cunning fellow, you wait for me!"

The black-robed monk scolded while retreating, as soon as he came up, he fell for the enemy's trickery, how could there be any elders in the ring, so many famous god-transforming powerhouses were in charge, who could really come to a three-on-one.

"Don't wait, blast me!" Without waiting for the opponent to perform other methods, the corners of Xu Yan's mouth swept over a sneer, and a burst word came out, and the ten flying swords pierced the opponent's heart shone with an astonishing glory.

"No!!" The black-robed monk was so frightened that he was drowning in thunder and fire.

Bang!!!

The ten flying swords piercing the other party's heart burst directly, and the last black-robed figure disappeared into the sea of fire, and the ring where Xu Yan was was completely shrouded in the power of thunder and fire, looking like an upside-down golden bowl from the outside.

Due to the existence of a formation laid by a strong man around the ring, although the self-detonation power of the high-grade magic weapon is amazing, it still can't shake the magic circle.

Although the sea of thunder and fire did not overflow, the movement of Xu Yan's ring was amazing enough, and few people had the courage to explode ten high-grade magic weapons in a row.

That's a top-grade magic weapon, and it's ten, unless you're amazingly worthy, who dares to easily detonate so many magic weapons, you must know that the reward for entering the top 100 is also a top-grade magic weapon, ordinary Yuanying monks can only afford to use high-grade magic weapons, and the best magic weapons are not available to everyone.

Xu Yan is indeed worth an amazing amount of money, but it has not yet reached the point of casually throwing magic weapons out, and the magic weapons he detonated are actually trophies, from the masters of the Liangyi faction and the Wuxiang faction.

These magic weapons flying swords, which are easy to be recognized by the enemy, are best used to self-detonate unless they are refined into materials and reforged.

Only by destroying it can you avoid trouble.

Xu Yan's seemingly wealthy actions actually had the intention of destroying these magic weapons, and after detonating the flying sword, he did not relax, but locked a corner of the ring with his spiritual sense.

"Incarnate into nothingness, this is the true method of your Empty Cicada Sect, but unfortunately, you are not completely transformed, and you can't escape the spiritual perception. ”

As he spoke, Xu Yan raised his hand and shot out a thunderbolt, and the thunder spear was divided into three directions, and in the roar, the true body of the black-robed monk was blown out.

The three clones were all shattered, but this master of the late stage of the Heavenly Gu Sect Yuan Infant was not dead, but he was embarrassed, half of his bald head turned black, and he didn't know whether it was smoked or burned.

Barely blocking the thunder spear, the black-robed monk hurriedly shouted: "I admit defeat! I won't fight! I can only get a high-grade magic weapon after winning three games, you are ruthless enough, you will destroy ten pieces at a time, and you will not lose this battle!"

This one is really out of line, he can't fight others at all, and if he fights again, he won't be asking for hardship.

"It's just ten magic weapons, why worry about it, I'm the most kind-hearted, if you don't think it's enough, I still have a lot of magic weapons. ”

Xu Yan said with a smile, scattering the magic tricks gathered at his fingertips, once the other party admits defeat, it is a real loss, and any means can be used in the ring, only to say the word admit defeat, no matter what the purpose, you must become a loser, and it is impossible to regret it, which is also the rule of Qianying.

There are no rules, how can such a grand event exist without rules.

"If I meet a rich person, count me unlucky, can I leave my name, let me lose clearly. The black-robed monk stared at the fat young man opposite, gritting his teeth.

With a brush, Xu Yan opened the folding fan, did not speak, and fanned it twice with a smile, and the good words on the fan were very obvious.

"Good ...... It turned out to be a strange man who has become famous in the past two years, no wonder he is so difficult, and he said goodbye!"

It took ten magic weapons to win, and Xu Yan won the first game easily.

The golden-skinned shrimp that is used to cover up the aura and also attracts the attention of the enemy is not accepted as a spirit beast by Xu Yan, and it will be rolled up in a ball at this time, and it is so frightened by the thunder and fire in the sky just now that it does not dare to move.

This prawn is actually very innocent, just in the demon spirit realm, he is forced to participate in the Thousand Babies Ring where all the Yuan Infant masters gather, and he doesn't know what the master is thinking, so he has to be a target in the same place.

In fact, it has no choice, who let it be lucky, so many golden shrimp in the restaurant have been slaughtered to make delicious, and it has been bought by this strange owner now.

Although alive, this golden-skinned shrimp always felt that it was in an environment where life was worse than death, and perhaps in the end it would not be killed, but scared to death.

Shaking the folding fan and holding the prawns, the good son slowly stepped down, so the momentum can be called full, a full wealthy and nobleman!

"What are you showing, isn't it just to find a few grains of dragon scale sand in the belly of the fish, count it as a ball!"

In the stands of the Sword Sect in the distance, Zhen Wuming sat in the best position with a grin, eating grapes, while squinting at Xu Yan who walked out of the ring, and said secretly: "I only divided two grains of dragon scale sand, I have never seen such a guy in my life!"

Zhen Wuming is still thinking about his two dragon scale sands that were snatched away by Xuanyuan Xue, but it is not that the nameless son is stingy, but the best refining materials are too cherished.

Returning to the old tree, Xu Yan, who had been victorious, once again ushered in the congratulations of the inn monks.

Compared with the previous competition, he was able to win one game in the second stage, but all of them were real abilities, so the surrounding monks were more and more impressed by Xu Yan, a good son.

After being polite with others, Xu Yan looked at the ring, and his eyebrows couldn't help but move.

Since the beginning of Qianying, everything has been going smoothly for him, but the more it goes so smoothly, Xu Yan feels that it is not good, as if bad luck is gathering somewhere.

"It's not going to be bad luck again......"

Xu Yan, who was secretly groaning, only now did he realize Jiang Dachuan's feeling of always being on guard against bad luck.