On the day of the second round of the challenge, the sky was fluttering and light snow was falling. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This year's winter has been particularly cold, and it is just the beginning of winter, and it has already turned into ice.

In the competition area of the Jindan period, Lin Qing and Wei Fengqi were wrapped in a cloak and nested next to a ring, holding melon seeds in their hands and hanging garbage bags around their waists, chatting while knocking.

"Xiao Qingzi, how much did you press the people above?" Wei Fengqi asked while eating melon seeds.

Lin Qing threw the melon seed shell into the garbage bag and said mysteriously: "A lot." ”

Wei Fengqi smiled without saying a word.

Yao Bufan, who was in the ring, saw Lin Qing leisurely knocking melon seeds under the stage, and originally thought that the challenge competition that made him very enthusiastic suddenly made him feel as if he had become a tenant farmer selling coolies for Lin Qing.

He tried his best to calm the resentment in his heart and looked at his opponent.

The opponent he challenged in the first battle was a member of the Jiang family in the early stage of Jindan, Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming used a magic weapon in the shape of a silver bottle, only to see him throw the silver bottle into the air, and the water in the bottle suddenly surged like a spring, and a transparent water dragon with a majestic momentum swept towards Yao Bufan.

Yao Bufan only felt that he was like being in a scroll of water with an undercurrent.

Although his body became heavy, his breathing became unbearable, and the chill around him pierced his body like a pinprick, he did not panic.

The people in the audience saw that the water mist was shrouded on the stage, and a water dragon was hovering obliquely, with a majestic momentum, but Yao Bufan stood still in the face of the enemy's offensive.

"Yao Bufan met Jiang Ming of the Jiang family, and he could bear it. Jiang Ming is the early stage of the Jiang family's old Jindan, and it has been nearly eighty years since the early stage of advancement, and he may break through at any time. Someone from the audience exclaimed.

"Senior Sister Lin, what do you think?"

"It's just the first battle, Yao Bufan will definitely win." Lin Qing looked like an old god.

How could a monk like Yao Bufan, who was bet on by Yao Jiangzhu, collapse in the first battle?!

Wei Fengqi looked at her suspiciously, and asked wryly: "Senior sister, you trust this Yao Bufan so much, you, you won't fall in love with him, right?" ”

"Ahem, ahem." When Lin Qing heard this, he almost swallowed the melon seed shell.

"How is that possible? Senior brother, don't be cranky! ”

Yao Bufan is Li Ziyan's dish!

Wei Fengqi touched his chin: "Also, I am so handsome and good men in Taihua, there is really no need to be such an ordinary-looking Zhongshan monk." ”

While the two were talking, Yao Bufan had already begun to act, he patted the storage bag, and a magic weapon flew out of it, the magic weapon was like a small sword, the sword suddenly became larger in the air, becoming a sword about two feet long, and the sword body swung a powerful momentum, like thunder rushing towards the water dragon.

There is a powerful spiritual power attached to the sword.

Lin Qing's eyes tightened, it was not sword intent, but it had a terrifying might.

Wei Fengqi, who was a sword cultivator, also looked at Ling Ling, and he said seriously: "What a powerful magic weapon, this Yao Bufan is not a sword cultivator, but the fierce momentum on this sword is not inferior to ordinary sword intent." ”

In the blink of an eye, Yao Bufan had already controlled the transformed long sword and slashed towards the dragon's head like a rainbow.

"Today I want to slay the dragon with a sword!" Yao Bufan had a hint of clarity in his eyes and shouted.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the crowd eating melons or melon seeds in the audience were shocked by this sword.

Lin Qing's face also changed, she was mainly a little uncomfortable by Yao Bufan's sudden outbreak of the small universe.

The long sword fell, the water dragon was cut in two, Jiang Ming was horrified, he quickly returned to the defense, and immediately the silver bottle was poured, and the two water dragons reappeared, and at the same time, they kept playing tricks in their hands, and one of them gradually melted into ice.

Wei Fengqi looked at it and said, "Jiang Ming, this is a clever use of Tianshi." ”

Soon, an ice dragon and a water dragon were entangled and forced towards Yao Bufan, and at the same time, the water dragon's mouth kept spitting out big water and ice chips, and the momentum was surging, like drowning Yao Bufan.

However, such a huge power is still useless.

Yao Bufan was in front with a sword.

"Great!"

"Great!"

"Great!"

I saw that the sword was long in the wind, and with a brute force, it frantically wrenched the water dragon and the ice dragon to pieces like an eye-catching garbage.

The heavy and long black sword almost turned into the size of the ring, and the sword that was more hateful than the watermelon knife scared Jiang Ming to the audience.

Defeat is defeated.

Yao Bufan won the first battle.

"Senior Brother Wei, what would happen if you faced that big sword?" Lin Qing asked.

Wei Fengqi bared his teeth: "This sword actually collided with me, so naturally it was knocked down!" ”

And when Yao Bufan's opponent was a real sword cultivator the next day, he didn't need that little sword anymore.

The power of the sword intent of the monk on the opposite side covered the entire ring, and the sharp sword blade even rippled out of the fighting ring.

Lin Qing and Wei Fengqi stood farther away, and the sunflower seeds they ate last time became the watermelon seeds this time.

Yao Bufan saw Lin Qing pestle under the stage again, she was wrapped in an elegant blue cloak, knocking melon seeds indiscriminately, seeing herself looking at her, she had a piece of melon seed skin on her mouth, and she didn't forget to throw him an encouraging smile.

In Yao Bufan's heart, he immediately blocked a mouthful of dark blood that could not go up or down.

Why do you want him to know that Lin Qing has made a heavy bet on him?!

On the opposite side of the sword cultivator, a silver long bone sword danced like a tide of sword shadows, and Yao Bufan took out two sharp cones at this time.

Jian Xiu couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that Yao Bufan was not taking out a small sword: "Yao Bufan, I watched your fight against Jiang Ming last time, I really want to compete with your sword, but you don't use it?" ”

"Why should I compete with Jian Xiu?" Yao Bufan said lightly.

"Hmph, you look down on me!" The monk on the opposite side said angrily.

Yao Bufan moved his lips: "I don't mean that." "He has always been looked down upon, why can't he look down on others.

Lin Qing was also stunned when he heard this, and said to Wei Fengqi beside him: "This sword cultivator has thought too much, Yao Bufan, who is charging for my spirit stone, really doesn't mean it." ”

Wei Fengqi nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, I didn't hear it either." ”

"Did you say?" Wei Fengqi shouted and incited the monks around him.

In addition to Brother Jindan, there was also a large group of Zhuji monks who came to watch, and when they saw Brother Jindan speak, they followed and coaxed: "Yes, I didn't look down on you!" ”

Yao Bufan looked at the two people who were doing strange things in the audience, although the power of public opinion was now on his side, but how could he feel that something was wrong.

Before Jian Xiu could fight, he was ridiculed as negative energy, and he couldn't help but be angry.

The silver sword burst out with the aura of the sun, and the aura swept wildly in the air, blooming a huge fungus flower.

Lin Qing looked at it with surprise in his eyes: "This person's sword intent is actually a spirit plant?" ”

There are not many people who can cultivate tangible sword intent in sword cultivation, and most of the tangible sword intent forms are mostly beasts and birds. Sword intent is really rare for plants.

I saw that the fungus flowers in mid-air were like spider silk pulling out thin spiritual mycelium.

The sword shadows that were originally released also turned into mycelium in an instant, and it was like a net from heaven and earth, enveloping the entire ring.

And each mycelium is not as weak as a spider web, and it contains all the sharpness of a sword.

Yao Bufan's face was pale, he took a step in the air, and was about to make a move, only to hear Lin Qing shouting: "Yao Bufan, for our spirit stone, him!" ”

Yao Bufan almost slipped and fell.