The fat old man was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue the attack.

Tu Zhenbao quickly took out a white jade vial from the small cloth bag, put it to his lips without hesitation, and raised his head to swallow one of the brilliant blue droplets into his mouth.

The other party's actions stunned the fat old man, and he immediately stopped looking at him stupidly.

At this time, the two were no more than five feet apart.

He was surprised to find that the white-faced scholar was surging wildly with aura on his body.

The originally upright and righteous face was also distorted.

Seeing this scene, Mo Wenhan shouted: "Why don't you hurry up and do it?" ”

The old man was awakened by the sudden and sudden sound of scolding, what kind of thing did the other party use to improve his strength

If you continue to wait, when the other party's drug is used to the extreme, you will have the best chance to die.

The old man woke up and immediately ran the exercises, and his momentum climbed to the extreme, and he suddenly shouted: "Die." ”

Since the two are not far apart. The long sword only needed to extend the light by a few feet to reach the position where Tu Zhenbao was standing.

Also because the extended distance is not far, the blue mangs are more brilliant and powerful.

Tu Zhenbao, who was in a state of rage at this time, suddenly roared: "Ah! ”

Then he held the sword in both hands and bent his upper body, like a longbow.

Then the legs swished hard, and suddenly ejected like cannonballs.

Seeing the other party's actions, the fat old man already knew his next purpose, but he was already difficult to ride a tiger.

Because he struck with all his strength, he couldn't immediately restrain his breath and turn around and flee, and the distance between the two was too short.

It's too late, it's just the blink of an eye:

Click......

Poof......

After the scalp-tingling sound, the two of them were like stone sculptures, and the pupils of the surrounding people were also shrinking.

Many immortal cultivators with low cultivation saw clearly the sword of the fat old man, although Tu Zhenbao escaped the tragedy of opening the scoop on the spot, but he was still deeply cut into the shoulder bone by the long sword.

And the long sword in Tu Zhenbao's hand was also deeply pierced into the abdomen of the fat old man.

The blood of the two of them suddenly seemed to be unwanted, and it gushed out.

Seeing the two of them in such a miserable situation, Mo Wenhan's eyes lit up, and there was a sickly pleasure in his heart.

However, in Long Qingtian's eyes, his heart was extremely heavy and uncomfortable, he stood up and waved his hand:

"Game 3 draws."

After finishing speaking, there was an eightfold cultivator, and the escort from the Yazi of Liunan Town walked into the field.

In the crowd on the other side, there was also a member of the fat old man's clan, who quickly walked over.

The two of them carefully separated the two, and let the two swallow the healing pill in time, and then returned to their respective camps.

Without waiting for Long Qingtian to speak, Wu Liao behind him hurriedly stepped forward to help Tu Zhenbao and the guard.

He sat Tu Zhenbao on a chair that had been prepared and stopped the bleeding and healed him.

An Yueke Xiangxiang's shoulders moved and she was about to stand up, but she heard Long Qingtian say softly: "Don't go, don't worry!" It's okay. ”

An Yueke glanced at him and sat down again, but her heart was warm and happy, because Long Qingtian always didn't pay attention to her existence no matter how busy she was.

After a while, Wu Liao returned to Long Qingtian and said softly. "Childe, it's not a big problem, it's just that the medicine he just took made his breath a little disordered."

Long Qingtian exhaled lightly: "Although I don't know what he is taking, it shouldn't be a big problem with his careful thinking, so that people can wait for him to report if there is a situation." ”

"Yes, Childe." Wu Liao said.

But said that Mo Wenhan saw that after three rounds, although the other party lost two games in a row, no one died, and he was suddenly very disappointed in his heart, and said secretly: "It's all TMD waste." ”

However, this is the time to employ people, although he is arrogant, he is not ignorant, so he forcibly held back the anger in his heart, looked at the other party Long Qingtian and Liu Wang, and asked Chen Yundao with a gloomy face:

"Mr. Chen, these two ...... next"

Chen Yun nodded slowly: "These two are both early peak cultivators, and they are not comparable to ordinary early stage. ”

"How's that good?" Don't ask for cold

Looking at the two mid-foundation building periods who came with the old man surnamed Tang Xing, he said to Chen Yun.

Chen Yun pondered for a moment:

"Don't use high-level power now, this Long Qingtian is cunning, you don't know what he has behind."

An inexplicable cold snort: "What else?" Whoever doesn't come in the field now is his backhand. ”

Chen Yun nodded slowly again: "Everything can't be absolute, be careful to make the ship of ten thousand years!" ”

"To be on the safe side, let's let the three of them appear last!"

"That's very good." Mo Wenhan nodded and said, "Then the next battle will be over." ”

"Childe is polite." Chen Yun was humble on the outside, but said in his heart: You are so polite when you ask for someone?

Chen Yun turned his head to look at the sturdy old man next to him, the old man was also the peak immortal master in the early stage of foundation building, he had followed Chen Yun for many years, and the two had a very tacit understanding, only to see him stride to the middle of the square:

"Liu Zongjing, Wang Jinyuan, which of you two will fight with the old man?"

"Meat Tuozi, you are not qualified for your brother Liu to fight, you and I have not fought for a long time, so let's learn from each other under the witness of everyone!"

"Humph! Wang Mangzi, a battle will be a battle, do you think the old man is afraid of you? ”

Before the words fell, the long sword was in hand, and the greenery was full of vitality.

Wang Jinyuan was not to be outdone, and a heavy blow appeared in his hand with a wave of his sleeve robe.

Heavy Strike: The three-edged setback that Near Long Qingtian saw in his previous life.

It is said that the wounds of people injured by this weapon are extremely difficult to heal.

I saw him shouting: "Hey! ”

With a heavy hammer in his hand, his momentum continued to rise, and the beard on his face gradually turned red.

The rugged facial features, coupled with the tall and mighty figure, seem to be the god of fire in the sky.

"You have the same fire and water attributes, are you really sure to win me?" The stout old man smiled coldly.

"If you restrain each other, Lao Tzu is afraid that you won't succeed?" At this time, Wang Jinyuan, who had red beards and red hair, hummed and said.

"Vulgar people." The stout old man held a long sword and assumed an elegant pose.

"Lao Tzu is not like you hypocritical villains, who talk nonsense and fight if you want to fight." After finishing speaking, the red and blue flashes around him made him look like a fire man.

The burning man picked up the weight of hundreds of pounds in his hand and smashed it down hard.

The sturdy old man on the other side was not afraid at all, and he was not in a hurry and did not allow the long sword to connect the dots in the air, and one after another the sword qi and the heavy gong collided and shattered, collided and shattered.

By the time the weight fell on the top of his head, there were only 8 success forces left.

So he flicked his long sword outward, forming an intersecting slope with the heavy mace, and then slid down the body of the heavy mace with both hands in both hands, and slashed down fiercely.

With a crisp sound, the old man, who was half a head shorter than Wang Jinyuan, had a stone slab under his feet.

And Wang Jinyuan was also shocked to the point that his hands were numb: "Okay, good...... Meat lump, I didn't expect your skills to improve so quickly in the past few years, it's good, so it will be more interesting.

Wang Jinyuan's tall figure did not move at all, and he picked up the heavy hammer with both hands again and smashed it for the second time.

Seeing that the opponent's move remained unchanged, the strong old man did not dare to make a hard connection again, so he quickly took half a step to the right, and slashed down from the side with a sword in both hands.

Wang Jinyuan seemed to have expected it, and in mid-air, he turned to the left forcefully, turning the vertical split into a slight slope horizontal slash, and the direction of his target was the chest of the strong old man.

Although the stout old man is also guarded, he is unable to dodge at all, let alone have no skills to speak of.

Because of the wide range of horizontal slashes, he did not change his moves until the swords collided with each other.

The sturdy old man knew that his strength was not as good as the other party, and he couldn't take advantage of it, so he had to press down hard when he collided, and his toes rose into the air with a little force.

however

His figure did not flip backwards, but on the contrary, it rose into the air directly in front of him.

Because of the position where the two of them were standing just now, the strong old man had almost reached the top of Wang Jinyuan's head at this time.

"Hmm." I saw him shout, accompanied by his voice, one after another small blue swords, like a fishing net falling from the sky, enveloping Wang Jinyuan in the net.

Wang Jinyuan, who was covered by the big net, snorted coldly, and a red mang rose to the sky, and then stabbed it up with both hands with the handle of the heavy mace, and the red mangs at the tip of the mace were like a cone, extending infinitely, as if they were going to poke a hole in the sky.

It wasn't until it intersected with the water sword that it made a sizzling sound, and the water sword in front of it was turned into water vapor by the fire, dissipating between heaven and earth.

The fire in every direction was extinguished by the water sword, and the two sides fought like this, destroying, birthing, destroying, and birth......

At this time, Wang Jinyuan secretly complained in his heart, the immortal master in the Shu League cultivated, and everyone had a low-grade magic weapon.

I am the only one who does not have it.

It's not that Gongzi is reluctant to buy money for him, but his weapons are already rare, and there are no cash purchases in the state city.

Childe once took out a few magic weapons for him to choose, and he finally shook his head and smiled bitterly and could only continue to use his own weapons, because those weapons were either knives or swords.

And his weapons were very heavy, and he was not used to weapons that were too light.

So unless you find a good craftsman to customize, it will take a lot more time than a regular sword.

Because of the relationship of time, the people sent by Long Qingtian also took the drawings to customize.

However, because it is too time-consuming, people simply ignore it, so they can only give up.

The drawings were left in the arsenal of the weapons shop, and the blacksmith said that he would make them for him if he had time.

In fact, what they didn't know was that the blacksmith shop could not be completed on time, but because An Yue's cronies came forward as a guarantee and let him give out millions of gold on credit at one time.

He didn't want to agree to this business, but in the end, he was tempted by this huge order and had to accept it half-way.