Feeling Jing Fan's gaze, the man raised his head slightly, glanced at Jing Fan and looked at the map again.

"How many spirit coins are on this map?" Just as Jing Fan was about to turn around and leave, the man suddenly asked.

"If you want it, give it eight thousand spirit coins!" The beautiful woman said with a light smile.

Listening to the price quoted by the beautiful woman, even Jing Fan was taken aback, what kind of map is this? Asking for 8,000 spirit coins?

The man groaned slightly, and said happily: "Deal!" ”

Seeing that the man happily bought the map, Jing Fan was shocked, this person really spent a lot of money, and actually spent 8,000 spirit coins to buy a map.

The man didn't care about anything, as if the eight thousand spirit coins were not his own at all, and said with a smile: "This is the spirit coin, the shopkeeper will count the quantity!" As he spoke, he put the map away.

Seeing that the man put away the map, Jing Fan didn't stay any longer, said hello to the beautiful woman, and went out of the compartment directly.

This time, he gained a lot, and he bought two top-level magic weapons at one time, which is rare to encounter in ordinary times.

Thinking of this, Jing Fan was in a good mood, and left the store and went directly to his residence.

In the evening, he finally returned to his lodgings, and at this time the crowd in the inn was in a circle, constantly pointing to the things on the table, and in the middle of the crowd was a round table with a few large characters written on the table, and it seemed that some activity was being held.

Jing Fan poked his head out with a puzzled face, and saw that it was a long table, which was divided into three pieces by three colors, and each piece had a few big characters written on it.

"Jing Fan!" "Star Sword!" "And!"

After reading the words on the table, Jing Fan suddenly understood, this turned out to be a gambling game, and this gambling game was also set up for tomorrow's competition, and the person presiding over the gambling game was an old man who had never seen it before.

Seeing that this gambling game was actually set up for tomorrow's competition, Jing Fan suddenly became interested, and walked over with a turn of his mind and asked, "This Taoist friend, I don't know how to play this gambling game?" ”

"It's very simple, you can press Jingfan or Star Sword, and there is a draw, as long as what you bet on matches the result tomorrow, you can get double spirit coins, do you want to have one?" Before the old man could speak, a man next to him volunteered to explain to him.

"Oh, who wins the most?" Jing Fan's mind turned and asked curiously.

"Of course, there are many people who press the Star Sword, I heard that Jing Fan's cultivation is only at the beginning level of Heling, and with his cultivation to compete with the Star Sword, isn't that looking for death?" The man said coldly, obviously he didn't have much confidence in Jing Fan.

"That's not necessarily, I'll just press Master Jingfan to win!" As soon as the man's voice fell, he heard an unhappy expression from a big man opposite.

"How could Jing Fan's little cultivation be the opponent of the Star Sword senior! I advise you to follow the crowd and not lose even your pants when the time comes. The man laughed.

"Bah, what are you talking about, our Master Jingfan is not a vegetarian, I will definitely win tomorrow." The big man said angrily.

"You think clearly, this time it's about cultivation, not alchemy, this time it's about strength, a junior monk of Heling fights with a monk of the late stage of Heling, you can use your toes to figure out who has a better chance of winning!" The man said angrily.

Hearing the man say this, the few monks who were undecided next to the table immediately made up their minds as if they had received an oracle, and the spirit coin fell on the side of the "Star Sword" with a "snap".

"Hey, I said, why are you like this? Master Jingfan will definitely win! Seeing that everyone had bet on the Star Sword, Dahan suddenly got up in a hurry and shouted loudly.

Seeing the big man's anxious look, Jing Fan smiled lightly: "Don't worry, this brother, I'll bet on Jing Fan with you, what do you think?" ”

"Oh, fellow Daoists are also participating?" When Dahan heard that Jing Fan was also going to participate, he suddenly found his teammates and was overjoyed.

"It's my bet!" Jing Fan said that a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and a small bag appeared in his hand, and then he grabbed the bag and slammed it on the word "Jing Fan".

"So much?" As soon as the bag in Jing Fan's hand landed, the old man was moved, and swept the spirit coins in the bag, and was immediately surprised, he never thought that the other party would turn out to be 10,000 spirit coins as soon as he made a move, which was really a big deal.

"What, no?" Jing Fan raised his eyes and asked.

The old man hurriedly shook his head and said, "Okay, of course!" Seeing that Jing Fan bet on this lot of spirit coins at one time, the old man who presided over the gambling game was already overjoyed, and nodded again and again.

He had already received internal information that Jing Fan was actually just a junior spiritual cultivator, and there was a high chance of failure, and it was because of this that the old man would be so happy to see him bet on Jing Fan.

"This is a voucher, please keep it away, if Jing Fan can win, Daoist friends can use this voucher to receive 20,000 spirit coins in my Haitian Money Village!" The man said with a happy face.

Jing Fan nodded, put away the credentials directly, and slowly walked into the inn.

Everyone watched Jing Fan's back disappear into the hall, and they were secretly guessing in their hearts: "As soon as you make a move, it will be 10,000 spirit coins, who will this person be?" ”

Back in the room, Jing Fan took out the two magic weapons he got today, and after a little groaning, he held the pair of child and mother rings in his hands.

This pair of rings can not only attack the enemy, but also defend, the most important thing is that this magic weapon can also trap the enemy, which is a fatal blow to a monk like them, so he is ready to practice this pair of rings first, and he can catch the opponent off guard when he has a chance in the arena.

Time passed in his continuous practice, and by the morning of the third day, Jing Fan had become extremely proficient in refining the pair of sons and mothers, and now as long as he moved, the magic weapon could be manipulated as he wanted, either offensive or defensive.

As for the folding fan, he didn't fall either, with the folding fan in his hand, the general attack was basically no problem.

"It's almost time, it's time to go!" Jing Fan looked out the window, put away the magic weapon with a thought, and slowly stood up.

This time he didn't put on his cloak anymore and went straight out of the store.

When he came to the square, it was already crowded, and it was obviously all there to see the excitement.

Swept the crowd in the square slightly with his divine thoughts, Jing Fan found that most of the people who came this time were some Qi Gathering Monks, although there were also a few Spiritual Monks among them, but there were not many of them, as for the Jiedan Monks, there were no at all, it seemed that those middle and high-level monks didn't pay much attention to this competition.

In this regard, he was not surprised, this kind of personal fight was originally very common, although the two people who made the attack this time were famous, but this was nothing to a high-ranking monk.

"I didn't expect you to dare to come, but your courage is not small!" As soon as Jing Fan entered the venue, he heard a man's voice coming over, and his words were full of banter.

Jing Fan raised his eyes and saw a man of about forty in the arena, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, holding a long sword in his hand, his hands were wrapped, and he was looking at him with interest at this time.

"Joke, what I Jingfan promised, how could I ever flinch from the battle?" Jing Fan raised his chin slightly and said slowly.

"I have backbone, I hope your cultivation is also the same as your backbone, don't ask me to spare my life when the time comes!" Star Sword said with a laugh.

Jing Fan ignored the star sword anymore, slowly walked into the arena, and said indifferently: "Why bother talking nonsense, let's shoot!" ”

Xingjian bowed slightly, glanced at Jing Fan with disdain, and said with a light smile: "It's just the first level of Heling, you don't have the capital to be arrogant in front of me!" ”

"Really?" Jing Fan glanced at Xingjian deeply and asked rhetorically.

With Jing Fan's entry, the atmosphere of the arena was immediately aroused, and at this time, all eyes fell on Jing Fan's body that didn't look too tall, and he whispered something in private.

"How many tricks do you think Jing Fan can survive?" At this time, a man in the crowd looked at Jing Fan in the field with a smile and asked excitedly.

If Jing Fan was there, he would definitely be able to recognize this person at a glance, because this person was the Yuwen Gongzi who was competing with him in the bazaar.

"I guess up to ten moves!" At this time, a family member next to him said attentively.

"I don't think he can even hold up three moves, let alone ten moves." The other person saw that he was robbed of his first credit, and immediately retorted.

After listening to Jiading's words, Yuwen Gongzi was immediately overjoyed and said with satisfaction: "Well said, I will go back and be rewarded!" ”

And at this moment, Jing Fan also came to the field, standing still about ten zhang away from the man, I don't know when there was a pitch-black folding fan in his hand, and at this time there was a little bit of elegance to the figure that didn't look tall.

"Boy, do you want to make three moves?" Seeing Jing Fan take out the magic weapon, Xingjian said with a light smile.

"If you think you have that ability, I'm fine!" Jing Fan said in his mouth, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and the folding fan fanned it directly.

As the folding fan fell, Xingjian only felt a flower in front of him, and suddenly saw a small mountain suddenly falling from the sky, frightened, in a hurry, the magic weapon in his hand flew, and greeted the hill at the head, muttering to himself in his heart: "What kind of magic weapon is this, so powerful?" ”。

In fact, Xingjian didn't know anything, the folding fan in Jing Fan's hand was called the mountain and river fan, the magic weapon with amazing power of time, some people began to imitate it when they saw that the magic weapon was amazing, but due to the scarcity of materials and the limited level of refining magic weapons, it could only be practiced into a semi-finished top-level magic weapon in the end, although so, it was also a relatively powerful magic weapon in the top-level magic weapon.

Seeing the other party raise the long sword, Jing Fan's hand flashed without the slightest hesitation, and suddenly a ring rolled to the ground.

At this time, the hill above the head of the Star Sword was pressing down with the momentum of wind and thunder, and as the hill was pressed down, a huge wind followed, and suddenly the sand and rocks were flying, and the field was filled with smoke, and the ring that Jing Fan sacrificed also rolled directly to the foot of the Star Sword with these smokes.

"Open!" With a loud shout, I suddenly saw a giant sword several zhang long hit the bottom of the hill, and forcibly split the entire hill in half.

Fortunately, the onlookers who came to watch were all cultivators, and their means were not weak, and when they saw countless gravels flying towards them, everyone sacrificed their magic weapons and blocked the gravel.

"Shhh What a powerful attack! Seeing countless debris flying in, a wave of worship emerged in everyone's eyes, and the eyes of the star sword brightened up by three points.

Everyone has long heard of the name of the Star Sword, but few people have seen him do it, and this time when they saw him make a move, they knew how strong the other party was.

"Elder Star Sword is really powerful! Beat that kid up for me! Young Master Yuwen, who spoke just now, praised excitedly.

"That is, Jing Fan's kid who met the Star Sword Elder can only be regarded as unlucky!" The family next to him helped out.

Just as a few people were happy, Jing Fan snorted coldly, and then with a wave of the folding fan, in an instant, countless house-sized stones smashed down towards the star sword one after another.

Xingjian didn't expect Jing Fan's attack to be so powerful, a surprised light flashed in his eyes, and the spiritual light flashed in his hand, and suddenly he saw that the giant sword suddenly turned in the air, spinning wildly, it seemed that he wanted to use the magic weapon in his hand to catch Jing Fan's attack.

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