If there was no perfect strategy, Wei Xiaobao would definitely not kill this gong beater.

Ling Huchan still knows Wei Xiaobao very well.

"Brother Su, you will keep this thing." Zhong Meng handed the tea bowl to Wei Xiaobao.

Wei Xiaobao didn't shirk, put the tea bowl into his arms, and said with a smile: "There are still a few secret passages, let's go and take a look."

Although one of the shortlisted items is sufficient, going out with this tea bowl so quickly is definitely looking for death.

Wei Xiaobao is not so stupid, what he has to do next is the main thing.

The four of them shuttled through the forest, deliberately staying away from the place where the shortlisted items were hidden.

But in the remaining secret passages, they did not encounter the disciples of Dragon Yin City, nor did they find the shortlisted items at the entrances and exits.

"Could it be that Longyin City only sent those six people?" It made Fox Chan feel unbelievable.

Not to mention other sects, just Luoyun Mountain, when starting from Luoyun Mountain, there are 60 people who need to step into Wushan to compete.

Sixty people is the limit of the quota given to Luoyun Mountain by Longyin City, and Luoyun Mountain has not wasted anything, although there are many people who have broken on the way, and in the end, there are more than fifty people who successfully enter Wushan.

It was precisely because of the large number of participants that Zhuge Lanyun would boldly divide the disciples into several teams, hoping to increase the chances of winning.

Zhong Meng sneered and said, "With this secret passage, even if Longyin City only sends out a waste, it can be successfully shortlisted."

This is not true at all, the real trump card of Longyin City is enjoying life outside the mountain at the moment, just waiting to set foot on the final battlefield.

Now those six people, including the gong ringers outside the secret passage, have all been killed by them, which means that Long Yin City will not be able to qualify for this martial arts meeting.

If you don't make the cut, you won't be able to compete for the top prize.

Speaking of this, the expressions of the three girls were obviously very solemn.

If the other Luoyun Mountain disciples didn't get the shortlisted items, but they took out this tea bowl, no matter how they explained it, for example, if it was snatched from other sects, I'm afraid Long Yincheng wouldn't believe it.

"Looks like we're in trouble." Yang Simeng, who had not spoken, laughed and teased.

Ling Huchan said: "Didn't the old man say that once we enter Wushan, it doesn't matter if we live or die, we got the tea bowl with our real skills."

"This is Dragon Yin City." Zhong Meng immediately poured cold water on Ling Huchan.

Wei Xiaobao thought for a moment and said, "I have to go back to the original secret passage."

"I want to snatch other treasures." Yang Simeng said what he thought.

Ling Huchan smiled and said, "I want to go too."

"Brother Su, then let's go somewhere else, you should have a way to find us, right?" Zhong Meng felt that Wei Xiaobao wanted to act separately.

Wei Xiaobao smiled: "It doesn't matter if I can't find it, as long as I go out with this tea bowl, Luoyun Mountain will be shortlisted, so all you have to do is save your life."

"Maybe we'll get the shortlisted items too." Ling Huchan is very confident in this.

As long as you see that someone else has it at hand, just rush over and grab it.

With Yang Simeng here, they should be invincible.

After the four of them separated, Wei Xiaobao quickly turned back, and it didn't take long for him to return to the secret passage.

The body of the gong striker was still lying in the grass, and Wei Xiaobao sprinkled some corpse powder on his wound, and the whole body quickly turned into a puddle of yellow water.

Then he returned to the secret passage and dissolved the corpses of the six disciples of Dragon Yin City with corpse powder.

After it was cleaned up, he left the secret passage.

At this moment, the gong sounded again at the peak not far away.

Wei Xiaobao thought about it, picked up the gong of the gong striking, and struck it vigorously.

Almost at the same time, the gong sounded, not to mention the people who participated, even the people waiting for the news outside were confused.

"Yiming, what's going on?" Hearing the sound of two gongs, Long Zhongtian's brows furrowed tightly.

Long Yiming hurriedly got up and replied, "Father, I'll find out."

"That's it." Long Zhongtian waved his hand.

The mountain gate of Wushan has been closed, and now sending people into the mountain will undoubtedly make the leaders of all sects more distracted.

After striking the gong, Wei Xiaobao quickly moved away, and then struck the gong again.

The people scattered all over Wushan were all confused at the moment.

Originally, they had already rushed to the place where the sound of gongs had come, but then the gongs sounded one after another, which undoubtedly disturbed their thoughts, and they did not know where to go for a while. "What a mess." Zhong Meng knew that it must be Wei Xiaobao who was striking the gong.

After striking the gong, the gong bearer will immediately disguise himself and stay away from the place where the gong is struck, and then leave Wushan.

It is very difficult to catch the gong striker.

"Let's go over there." Ling Huchan refers to the place where the gong is first sounded.

The two gongs in the back are most likely Wei Xiaobao playing tricks.

Sure enough, while he was talking, the gong sounded in another place.

"This ......" Zhong Meng was a little unsure at first, whether the person who was beating the gong indiscriminately was Wei Xiaobao.

The positions of the three gongs in the back are getting farther and farther apart.

Even if Wei Xiaobao was outstanding, it was impossible for him to appear in these three places to strike the gong in such a short period of time.

"Little sister, do you have any treasures on hand?" A group of people suddenly rushed out of the forest on the side.

These people were all armed with axes, with white scarves around their heads, and their smiles were obscene.

Ling Huchan replied coldly, "No."

"You said no, no, no?"

"Yes, I don't believe it anyway."

"Hand over the treasure and spare you from death."

A group of people gossip and are very noisy.

Zhong Meng asked in a cold voice, "How can you believe it?"

"The baby must be on one of you, and as long as you strip naked and let us check it out, we'll believe it." This time it was the same person who spoke at the beginning, with a bald head and an extremely wicked smile.

The brothers standing behind him echoed and applauded.

"Look for death." Ling Huchan jumped up, pulled out the Heavenly Sword in the air, and quickly swung it towards the strong man who took the lead.

The strong man grinned and blocked it with the plate axe in his hand.

Qiang.

The seemingly sturdy axe was actually split in half by the Heavenly Sword.

This scene frightened the strong man and hurriedly rolled backwards, narrowly avoiding the edge of the Heavenly Sword.

"Good sword, really good sword." The strong man quickly got up and retrieved two plate axes from the hands of the others, his eyes full of greed.

This time, he took a fancy not only to the beauty of Ling Huchan and Yang Simeng, but also to the Heavenly Sword in Ling Huchan's hand.

"Brothers, kill." The strong man held two plate axes and took the lead in rushing towards Ling Huchan.

Compared with Yang Simeng's cold and glamorous beauty, he prefers Ling Huchan's hot beauty.

The battle to snatch the treasure is very brutal and makes everyone nervous, so you need to relax in order to succeed.

Yang Simeng and Zhong Meng took out their swords at the same time, swinging their swords to kill this group of perverts.

After a few moves, several people were lying in pools of blood, whimpering for their lives.

The strong man's face was solemn, and although he was holding a double axe, he was still forced to retreat by Ling Huchan.

I never thought that this seemingly weak two women and one man would be so strong in martial arts, and this time they really capsized in the gutter.

"Withdraw." The strong man also knew each other, and seeing that he didn't pinch the soft persimmon, he immediately chose to flee, and if he continued to hit hard, he would only lose even worse.

With the sound of a clanging sound, the strong man retreated into the forest with his fellow disciples.

But the three plague gods were in hot pursuit.

Constant screams and deaths were made.

"Hell." The strong man couldn't care much more, so he turned around and ran away.

Who knew that there was a white shadow flashing in front of him, and Yang Simeng suddenly appeared in front of him, directly blocking his way.

Looking at the back, all the brothers were killed, and Ling Huchan and Zhong Meng walked towards him with bloody swords in their hands.

"Spare your life......" The strong man was sweating profusely, and his body trembled very much.

Ling Huchan held the Heavenly Sword and said coldly: "People like you are also a scourge in this world, so let's go down and accompany the King of Hades."

As he spoke, the Heavenly Sword stabbed forward quickly.

The strong man naturally wouldn't be restrained, swung his axe, and fought fiercely with Ling Huchan again.

But his skills are obviously not as good as Ling Huchan, after a few moves, his throat was pierced, two eyeballs almost flew out, his fat body slowly fell backwards, and an ugly face was full of unwillingness.

"Phew, bad luck." Ling Huchan spat at the strong man, wiping the blood from the sword on his clothes.

Boom Boom.

The crisp sound of the gong sounded again.

Zhong Meng was uneasy and said, "Let's go find Brother Su."

Ling Huchan and Yang Simeng did not object.