Bao Changxing's knife is fast, the shield is faster, the two are unstoppable, and the three-move covenant set by Ji Ling gives the opponent a glimmer of hope for victory, but he will soon ruthlessly extinguish this glimmer of hope.

Ji Ling's feet stood still, raised his hand and stabbed out a sword, this sword seemed to be extremely slow but actually extremely fast, the audience only saw a straight silver rainbow rising into the sky, swinging away the round shield in a flash, breaking through the sword light, dissipating in Bao Changxing's waist, only to hear a cry of pain, others had fallen out of the way, puffed to the ground and gnawed a mouthful of grass, struggled twice and couldn't get up again.

Bao Changxing lost two moves, Ji Ling won without any suspense, he is synonymous with a master, the long sword turned his head and glanced at the audience, and floated away, he didn't have to wait for the referee to announce the results, those are all virtual things, there is the last game in the afternoon, and he secretly hopes that the kid surnamed Ye can become his opponent.

Ye Fei raised his head and drank the remnants of the wine in the bottle, put down the wine bottle and stretched out his hand to the old man in Tang costume and said, "Thank you for the wine, I'm going to play." ”

The old man in Tang costume held the sword body with both hands and handed it over, and asked with a light smile: "Young man, I don't know if you can win against Shang Ji Ling?" ”

Ye Fei stretched out his hand to pick up the sword and stood up, and asked with a light smile, "After you win, do you still invite me to drink good wine?" If he had done it before, he might have struggled with this question, but now he has the answer in his mind.

The old man in Tang costume laughed and said, "As long as you win, I will send the wine over." ”

Ye Fei reversed the hilt of his sword and bowed his hand to the old man, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you, I will win!" As soon as the words fell, the person had already leaped high like a roc flapping his wings, and his body was obliquely folded in the air and swept towards the field.

Li Kuiyuan carried a drum urn golden hammer in each hand and slowly walked into the entrance, every step will step out of a shallow footprint, the two heavy hammers in his hands are the heaviest of all the ancient warrior weapons of the Shenlong Golden Shield, each hammer weighs one hundred and eight pounds, ordinary people can carry two is already considered a strong man, if you want to wield the battle, I am afraid that only Li Kuiyuan, a master of natural divine power, can do it, but he is not good-looking, and his body can't see how strong he is, Just like this, a person walks down the street with a hammer, and most people will think that the sledgehammer is stuffed with cotton foam.

Ye Fei stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly on the blade of the sword, turned his head to look at the opponent, and said with a smile: "Let's start!" "The opponent in front of him has a sallow face, as if he has some serious illness, but the guy in his hand is not light, and the person who uses such a heavy weapon may not be flexible, and it should not be difficult to win.

Li Kuiyuan grinned, revealing a mouth full of tetracycline teeth, and said in a deep voice: "My guy is heavy, and he won't take advantage of you, you can make a move first!" After saying that, the two hammers slammed into each other, making a muffled sound.

Ye Fei raised his little finger and plucked his ears, and said with a smile: "Then I'm welcome, look at it." Before the words fell, the person had turned into an afterimage and flashed towards the opponent, and between the sweeps, the black gold lotus bloomed around Li Kuiyuan's body, and the shot was a vain swordsmanship, leaving no room for anything.

Li Kuiyuan picked up the double hammer without a sound, and the two golden hammers danced into two wide and heavy walls of light in an instant, and swept towards the black gold lotus with the sound of the whirring wind, and swept away the lotus in an instant, the golden hammer in his hand is the king of heavy weapons, and the dancing power is incomparable, no matter what cold weapon as long as it collides with the golden hammer, it can't be pleased.

Jingle Bell! A crisp resonance of gold and iron echoed in the field, and the audience stared at the two people in the green field with wide eyes, one foot like a stake standing still, and the other body like a phantom fluttering, walking completely at two extremes, more ornamental than the last battle between Ji Ling and Bao Changxing.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the liveliness, and the insiders look at the doorway. The golden hammer is rolling, the sword shadow is stacked, the sound of gold and iron is endless, the audience is fascinated, clapping and applauding, it is undeniable that this is the wonderful competition that everyone wants to see, some people are already whispering, guessing who is the final winner in this battle.

The old man Long on the judges' bench turned his head and asked in a low voice to Yun Tengxiao: "Strange, Ye Xiaozi should have won a long time ago, why didn't he win after dozens of moves?" ”

A shallow smile appeared at the corner of Yun Tengxiao's mouth, and he whispered: "You ask me, who do I ask?" This kid never does things according to common sense, but it's good to fight for a while and take into account the feelings of the audience outside the venue. ”

Ji Tianhang's eyes were like torches, and he had already seen the doorway in the field, and said lightly: "This little friend surnamed Ye is clearly borrowing the martial artist of the hammer to feed the moves, and in time, this child's martial arts attainments will not be under Ji Ling." ”

Old Man Long showed a hint of displeasure on his face, and turned his head and asked, "What do you mean by this, Boy Ye's current kung fu is far inferior to Ji Ling?" He clearly favored Ye Fei, this kid has high kung fu, fragrant barbecue, humility and etiquette, and he also taught Tu Gang a lesson for him, saying that it was false.

Ji Tianhang said expressionlessly: "It is difficult for Ji Ling to win in three moves, and it is also after five moves to win. ”

The corners of Old Man Long's mouth rose with a touch of disdain, and he said in a deep voice: "Old man Ji, why don't we take a small bet, if Ye Xiaozi can't hold up five moves, I will lose you two Heaven Winning Pills, if you pass five moves, as long as you dig up a five-hundred-year-old He Shou Wu in the mountain behind the Creation Gate to make wine for me." ”

There is a valley in the mountain behind the creation gate, the soil is fertile, the water quality is sweet, the heads of the past generations like to plant all kinds of rare medicinal materials in the valley, and there are many medicinal materials transplanted from other places, the most famous of which is a few He Shou Wu, the oldest has been a thousand years, and there are two plants in five hundred years. Old Man Long is very familiar with all kinds of medicinal materials, and naturally he also knows that there is a He Shou Wucun zài in the mountain behind the Creation Gate, so he casually said a bet.

The corners of Ji Tianhang's eyebrows trembled slightly, shook his head and said: "Don't gamble, last time a gambling contract sent Ji Ling to the Shenlong Golden Shield to serve, I am determined to quit gambling." ”

Old Man Long laughed and said: "Old man Ji, others will believe your nonsense about quitting gambling, I just think you are a fart, a five-hundred-year-old He Shou Wu is not a unique spiritual root, there are even older objects in your back mountain, forget it, I will take a big step back, bet on winning or losing, Ye Xiaozi won, you send He Shou Wu, Ji Xiaozi won and I will give you the Heavenly Pill, how about it?" Fair enough, right? ”

Ji Tianhang stretched his hand forward and said in a deep voice: "Okay, a word is a decision." ”

Old Man Long stretched out his palm and slapped him, and said with a smile: "I'll just say that you are a fart, a word is a certainty." "The two Heaven Snatching Pills are a trivial matter, and the reason why the old man pulled the master of the Creation Sect to gamble has another deep meaning.

Boom! A loud bang suddenly sounded in the field, and a golden hammer flew into the sky. There was another sound, Li Kuiyuan stared at the tip of the sword in front of him in a daze, and his two eyes became veritable cross-eyed.

"You've lost!"

Ye Fei put away his sword and returned it to the sheath with his backhand, and his figure swept towards the exit, and bursts of thunderous applause lasted for a long time.