At this moment, the two have been fighting for hundreds of rounds, and Jiujiao is suppressing Wan Qing, making Wan Qing's momentum somewhat reduced, and he does not have the previous domineering.

"Drink, what about the aura just now?"

Jiujiao sneered, her face was arrogant, and her moves became sharp, no longer as cautious as at the beginning.

Wan Qing didn't care about Jiujiao's ridicule at all, but secretly rejoiced in his heart, he seemed to have touched the third stage of his aura.

"That's it, let's take our time!"

Wan Qing smiled in his heart, what he wanted was this feeling, to control the aura little by little, and to collect the aura in a certain place.

Wan Qing didn't care about any of Jiujiao's words, so she was in a stalemate with Jiujiao as she liked, not impatient or impatient.

Wan Qing didn't react at all, Jiujiao was different, the level of the second order of the second order was not much of a problem to deal with the ordinary third order of the second rank. Now Jiujiao can't get a first-class eighth-order freshman, how can Jiujiao accept it.

"Flower Thousand Swords-Eight Leaf Flower!"

Jiujiao shouted angrily, and the soft sword in her hand changed again, turning into eight. The snow-white eight-leaf flowers, one by one, floated out and flew towards Wanqing, one after another, blocking Wanqing's retreat.

"You're not dead this time!"

Jiujiao's eyes were straight, with a trace of bloodshot, a little hideous, and it didn't match her beauty.

"This Wan Qing is okay, Jiujiao is angry like this!"

Ge Qianmo shook the paper fan, looking from behind, he was graceful, and he didn't know how many fans he died. But from the main entrance, there is a bit of a bad scenery, and this guy is actually grinning.

"Ge Qianmo, what about your graceful demeanor?

The ghost looked disdainful, Ge Qianmo's expression is rare, and it can be said that he can't see it once a year. Although it was rare to see, the ghost didn't want to see Ge Qianmo's ugly expression.

"Cut!"

Ge Qianmo didn't care,

"Old ghost, you said that if Jiujiao is defeated, this Jiujiao will not seek revenge on Wan Qing?"

Ge Qianmo's eyes rolled, the smile on his face became stronger, and he turned his head to ask the ghost.

"If Wan Qing wins, there is a chance that nine times out of ten it will lead to Jiubo. ”

Ghost Ba nodded, because Jiubo's love for Jiujiao was well known among B-level cultivators. If Jiujiao is defeated, how can Jiubo not come out.

"Then this Wan Qing has to bear it, Jiubo's ranking is nineteenth, and after a while, the ranking will be refreshed, and Jiubo's strength will rise again. ”

Ge Qianmo was still calm, and still felt that Jiubo was not a threat to his status.

Just as the two of them whispered, the battle between the two on the stage continued, and there were more people in the stands, many of whom were newcomers, just to see if this Wan Qing could create glory again and win glory for the new students.

"See, I'm fighting with a second-order monk of the second order, and I'm not falling behind!" A fan sister of Wan Qing, her big eyes narrowed into a slit, her little face was even redder, and her pink fist was waving, cheering for Wan Qing.

"What are you Qing, that is Wan Qing must be mine! I already know where Wan Qing lives!" Another fan girl was a little angry, but also a little arrogant, and she was very proud to know where Wan Qing lived.

As soon as the words of this little fan girl fell, they immediately attracted a lot of attention, and many people opened their mouths one after another, wanting to ask about Wan Qing's latest residence.

This little fan girl just doesn't speak, she looks arrogant, and she enjoys the feeling of being in the spotlight.

The time of a stick of incense passed like this.

Jiu Jiaoxiang on the stage was drenched in sweat, and the speed of the sword was greatly reduced by four points, and he exhaled heavily.

On the other hand, Wan Qing is still at ease, and his originally domineering and boundless aura has also been reduced by nearly sixty percent, and he seems to have lost his temper suppressed by Jiujiao.

"Why aren't you dead!"

Jiujiao's originally hideous face didn't have much strength to distort her expression now, and most of her strength was used to gasp.

"That's because you can't!"

Wan Qing smiled slightly, the harvest of this battle is not small, and in the third stage of the aura, Wan Qing can be regarded as entering the door. understands what it is, Wan Qing doesn't want to fight anymore, and Jiujiao's current situation can't arouse Wan Qing's desire, and this farce should be over.

"Jiujiao, admit defeat!"

Wan Qing said calmly, although Wan Qing wanted to jump out of the ring directly, but once Wan Qing did this, Wan Qing's contribution points would be transferred to Jiujiao, and no one would be left.

These contribution points are all accumulated by Wan Qing's hard work, and it is no problem to change two or three B-grade lower grade herbs to help the body, which is the most unlikely thing for Wan Qing to give up.

"Do you want me to admit defeat? haha~, Wan Qing, Wan Qing, are you stupid! Do you think the old lady will admit defeat in front of you?"

Jiujiao didn't even breathe anymore, her strength was used to distort her face, her eyes were straight, and her eyeballs were even more bloodshot, revealing a strong killing intent. This killing intent was aimed at Wan Qing alone, and it went straight to Wan Qing.

"Stubborn!"

Wan Qing shook her head, this woman started a fire, and she couldn't see the situation clearly at all, obviously she was practicing with her, and she didn't use all her strength at all, and this Jiujiao still didn't give up.

"Lao Ge, Ghost Shadow Step, bring it!"

The ghost stretched out his right hand, put it under Ge Qianmo's eyelids, and waved, asking Ge Qianmo to take action on the gambling contract.

Looking at the thick right hand of the ghost, Ge Qianmo shook his head, this Wan Qing is really a bit perverted, he has no last resort, and he has actually planted it, which is really amazing.

"Hmph, the old lady has one last trick!"

The corners of Jiujiao's mouth grinned, her silver teeth clenched, and her eyes carried a hint of ruthlessness. The next moment, Jiujiao's right hand shook, and the soft sword in her hand bent and slashed across Jiujiao's arm. A streak of blood flashed, and a trail of blood flowed out.

"God, I, Jiujiao, at the cost of blood, in exchange for a moment of strength above the B-level watershed, ask God to have mercy on me!"

Jiujiao poutingly told and prayed.

Wan Qing's eyes narrowed, which reminded Wan Qing of that day, when Zhang argued that he was a person of mercy from God, Wan Qing still didn't believe it at that time. But this time, from Jiujiao's words, Wan Qing began to believe a little that there was really the so-called mercy of God. But Wan Qing didn't understand why God would do this.

"Jiujiao has no way to retreat!"

Zhu Hai Mung Bean's eyes narrowed, thinking about something in his heart, but the next moment he returned to normal and shouted again.

"Come on, come on, the last bet, bet more, bet more, bet more, lose more!"

Ge Qianmo and Ghost Ba on the other side also looked a little serious, staring at this side, thinking about something in their hearts.

In a mansion in Mishuin, a man with long hair hanging down his shoulders was sitting cross-legged, ready to attack his target.

Suddenly, the man's expression changed, and he decisively gave up the idea of advancement, rushed out of the room directly, and went straight to the ring.

"Jiao'er, who can push you to this point!?"

Seemingly calm words, but revealing infinite murderous intentions.

In the ring, in the surprised expressions of everyone, a light flashed in the sky, and a beam of light directly drilled into Jiujiao's brain, and suddenly Jiujiao's whole person was different.

"This is the power above the watershed, hahaha~, Wan Qing!You are dead~Fixed~!"

Jiujiao was like taking drugs, and the whole person was excited, every cell was jumping, and she felt full of strength.

"There's a problem, the energy of this Jiujiao's body is obviously insufficient, how can it release the energy of the peak of the second rank and sixth order!"

The weasel touched his chin and said, expressing some doubts about the so-called mercy of the heavens.

"Blood?"

Qing Weasel was shocked, this Jiujiao seemed to have exchanged this power for her own blood.

"Flower Thousand Swords - a red sun!"

As Jiu Jiao's voice fell, the soft sword in his hand turned red and yellow like the scorching sun, emitting an extremely high temperature, and even the air was distorted.

"Hmph! With the help of external power, how can it be compared to the powerful power that you have!"

Wan Qing's face was disdainful, and the flame of his right fist rubbed out, a blue-green flame one foot high, plain, and the air was not distorted at all.

"This flame ~, very~ weird!" Ge Qianmo didn't know what words to use to describe it for a while, 'weird' was the closest word Ge Qianmo thought of.

"Hmm!" Ghost Ba also nodded, obviously the fireworks were soaring, but there was no momentum, I felt a little strong on the outside, but it gave people a little jealousy.

"Is your heart on fire, why is it not like what the fat man said?" Zhu Hai muttered to himself in a low voice, his eyes flickering brightly and darkly, a little unpredictable.

"Poor people, there must be something to hate, who has God had mercy on?"

Wan Qing shouted violently, and his right fist blasted forward indifferently, and along the way, a trace of ripples was drawn, like a calm lake, swimming past a water duck.

"Tsk, awesome, awesome, it's better to come early than to come soon!" a man walked out, with a dissolute and uninhibited look, holding a slender woman in his hands, step by step, leisurely.

"He's here too!" Ge Qianmo's face was a little unnatural, and he turned his head to continue to look at the ring, unwilling to make eye contact with the man.

"Yo, Xiaoge and the little ghost are also here, come and watch this fight with my brother!"

The man stretched out his left hand and beckoned to the two, smiling and grinning, but with an aura that could not be refused.

"Third Brother Mo said, how dare the little brother disobey!" Ge Qianmo smiled unnaturally and walked towards the man step by step.

"Forget it, it's over!" the man waved his hand, hugged the beauty in his arms, hummed a little song, and disappeared in place.

Sure enough, the moment the man disappeared, there was a loud bang that broke through the sky.

"You~!I'm the one who gets God's mercy!I'm not willing~...!"

Jiujiao's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and she collapsed to the ground. Then, a blood-red light flew out from Jiujiao's eyebrows and disappeared into the sky.

"Jiao'er !!"

At this time, Jiu Bo appeared in the ring, hugged Jiu Jiao's body, and roared violently in the sky.

"Wan Qing, you give me death!"

Jiu Bo hugged Jiujiao's body with one hand, and directly palmed it with the other, and a strong wind rose with his palm, approaching Wan Qing.

"Wan Qing - Yanhai Lie Fist!"

The aura that was collected by Wan Qing with his right fist, with Wan Qing's right fist attacking, burst out, and the right fist with a powerful aura directly met Jiubo's left palm.

Rumble!

A powerful wind slammed out from between the fists, and the clothes of the three of them whirred in the strong wind, and the green silk danced wildly.

After a pause of three breaths, Wan Qing flew out upside down, flew out of the ring, and hit the wall of another higher ring, and then Wan Qing naturally fell.

"After you are promoted, I Jiubo will take your life!"