Although the flesh hurts, Yue Yu has to give. The disciples of the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Zangjian Peak have already lost half, and if Bian Qing is allowed to stop it again, it will really be wiped out. If Zangjian Peak can't compete for a good ranking in the sect competition, the monthly number of the next ten years will definitely be reduced. For the sake of resources for the next ten years, Yue Yu can only endure the pain and bleeding.

"Here you go! Tell Bian Qing to stop!"

Throwing a ring to the old man Xiangyun, Yue Yu didn't even have the mood to watch Dabi, stared at Bian Qing fiercely, and hid back to his Hidden Sword Peak like a dark cloud.

"The older you are, the more interesting you are!"

The old man Xiangyun has never taken advantage of Yue Yu in his mouth, but this time, he has earned back many years of humiliation and profit, and a ruddy old face suddenly blossomed.

"Baby apprentice, this is the 100 million high-grade yuan stone given by the old man, you better hurry up and get a place to qualify, you can't entangle with these stupid things!"

Seeing Bian Qing's unrelenting posture, the old man Xiangyun flicked his fingers and threw the ring full of high-grade yuan stones to him. The most infuriating thing is that the old man Xiangyun actually roared loudly, and he didn't secretly transmit his voice at all, the Tibetan Sword Peak was from top to bottom, and all of them were disgraced, and the peak masters, elders, and disciples on and off the stage were in an uproar.

"Hey, hey, master, I'm just angry! Actually, I'm not greedy for money at all!"

Bian Qing's eyes were shining, his mind was swept away, and he had already counted the quantity, and then put the ring into the invisible ring, but he laughed dryly, pretending to be wronged.

"100 million top-grade yuan stones, this is not called greed for money!"

When everyone saw Bian Qing's expression, they wanted to step on it hard, and the disciples of Hidden Sword Peak were even more resentful, but they had nothing to do with the young man in front of him who always had a calm expression.

"Ahem, Guan Shan, you can change your mistakes, and you are very good! Since you Zangjian Peak sincerely admits your mistakes, I will let you go this time, and you can't provoke me again in the future!"

Bian Qing coughed a few times, put on an elder's face, pretended to be generous, and after pointing out to Guan Shan, he slowly walked towards the ten main rings in four directions.

Looking at Bian Qing's villain's appearance, Guan Shan and the disciples of Hidden Sword Peak were almost so angry that they vomited blood. However, after sending Bian Qing, the plague god, away, everyone was quite happy. Everyone is muttering a sentence in their hearts - "He X, who dares to provoke you again, I just hope you will stop here, don't find any more reasons to embarrass us, we will be lucky!"

Behind Bian Qing, Hulala followed a large group of onlookers, and these guys who had no hope of qualifying finally found the joy in the martial arts arena. Everything is too obvious, the dark horse of this year's big competition, the biggest dark horse, except for this self-proclaimed disciple of Baiyun Peak who is not greedy for money - Bian Qing, who else can there be?

With the dispute between Bian Qing and the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Peak, the peak master of the Tibetan Sword Peak paid 100 million high-grade yuan stones to settle it. The battle in Ring No. 1 has finally come to an end.

Although Xinrong's strength has greatly improved, it is still slightly inferior to Yuan Hao, and Yuan Hao is in a state of shame and anger, but it made him enter the realm of selflessness, after the two fought more than 10,000 moves, Yuan Hao finally stabbed Xinrong with a sword and kept his first throne.

Of course, Bian Qing will not go to the No. 1 ring, he and Yuan Hao have no holidays, and he even has a good impression of Yuan Hao. Bian Qing's targets are Lang Kun and Fu Hongyu, these two have made several moves, wanting to put themselves as mortal enemies, and taking advantage of the opportunity of the sect's big competition, Bian Qing of course also wants to get some interest back from them.

However, Bian Qing didn't expect that he had not yet reached the scope of the No. 2 ring, and the owner of the No. 2 ring had changed hands. On the current No. 2 main ring, standing Xinrong, who had just been defeated by Yuan Hao, although there was a slight hint of unwillingness on his face, Xinrong was very satisfied with the way he got the second ranking.

It turned out that Xinrong was defeated by Yuan Hao, and he was naturally extremely unwilling, and he ignored his injured body and fell directly on the No. 2 main ring. Lang Kun saw that Bian Qing was walking towards him, where did he have the heart to fight with Xinrong, he actually surrendered and fell on the No. 4 main ring with a whoosh.

For thousands of years, the Zongmen Dabi has not been without a situation of admitting defeat. However, as a genius disciple, he took the initiative to admit defeat before he made a move, and Lang Kun was a precedent. Gu Qingtian on the viewing platform was angry by Lang Kun's performance, but he was confined to the rules of the big competition, and he was helpless about the performance of this genius disciple.

"Bianqing, you want to challenge me?!"

The soldier won the second ranking, Xinrong was still a little unhappy, seeing Bian Qing walking towards him, this guy suddenly remembered that he had asked Huairen to let Bian Qing transform the mountain for himself.

Xinrong's expression was extremely wild, and he looked at Bian Qing with a look of provocation and contempt. Bian Qing's right foot had just been raised, and he was about to turn to the direction of the No. 3 main ring to find trouble with Fu Hongyu, this Xinrong was so ignorant, if he let him go like this, wouldn't it be too cowardly?!

has a good impression of Xinrong, Bian Qing doesn't have much. The first time I heard the name Xinrong, it was Huairen who was forced by him to let him transform the mountain for him. The second time he paid attention to Xinrong, it was Xinrong who used the heart-killing technique that made Bian Qing extremely disgusted. If it weren't for Xinrong taking the initiative to clarify, this soul-intimidating and heart-killing technique was obtained by him from an ancient secret realm, and his other supernatural powers and martial arts were far from the Yin and Netherworld, where would Bian Qing let him go.

Now it's okay, Xinrong is taking the initiative to provoke herself, and of course Bian Qing can't be unresponsive. Bian Qing has always adhered to the principle that if people do not offend me, I will not offend others, and if people offend me, I will offend others. This Xinrong is simply looking for abuse by himself, and Bian Qing naturally wants to fulfill his wish.

"Hey, hey, Xinrong, I really didn't expect that you were the descendant of the big long worm, when I was a child in the mountains, I hated the big long worm the most, if I was bumped, I always had to chop a firewood knife. Since you are looking for death today, of course I will fulfill you!"

Bian Qing smiled slightly, and really jumped lightly and jumped on top of the No. 2 main ring.

"Look, look, Bian Qing is going to challenge Xinrong! How is this possible, is he crazy?!"

Not many people have really seen Bian Qing make a move, just now Bian Qing and Tibetan Sword Peak were entangled, it was just a way to show a clever body, Bian Qing's real strength, to everyone feel, is still the middle level of the Yuanwu Emperor Realm, with such a cultivation, to challenge a genius disciple who is infinitely close to the Yuanwu Emperor Realm, this is simply beyond his strength.

Bian Qing's remarks caused laughter around the ring, Xinrong's reputation was too bad, and everyone didn't like this gloomy guy.

Xinrong didn't expect Bian Qing to really dare to fight, and was provoked by everyone's laughter, Bian Qing just stood in front of the stage, Xinrong couldn't bear it anymore, the demon snake knife shone with black light, and slashed at Bian Qing's neck.

"That's not what the knife looks like!"

Everyone thought they were dazzled, and Xinrong was just as incredulous. Bian Qing held his left hand behind his back, and gently and skillfully stretched out two fingers of his right hand, and clamped his demon snake knife.

The black light of the demon snake knife slowly extinguished between Bian Qing's fingers, and Xinrong's face was flushed, but where could he shake it.