Wang Quanquan didn't care about the strand of gray hair, and he exerted force under his feet, and dodged away from the other party.

The sound of the flute is still scattering, but fortunately, Zhang Sheng can only play simple syllables, and if he plays a piece with this jade flute, God knows what a terrifying effect it will be.

The monk and the heavens take longevity, the higher the realm, the longer the longevity, the incarnation period has 10,000 years of yang life, to the soul, it is 36,000 years old, to the Mahayana 108,000 years old, if it is the holy realm, you can achieve the rumored "heaven and earth with the same life".

Now it seems that the power of time exerted by the other party can be regarded as the nemesis of the monk.

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Seeing Wang Quanquan running away, Zhang Sheng stopped his movements, and at the same time, the air around his body slowly twisted, and the next moment, his figure suddenly appeared in front of his opponent, and the sound of the flute exploded.

The latter was shocked when he saw this, and his body subconsciously leaned back, but Zhang Sheng was obviously prepared, a very ordinary flying sword was against Wang Quanquan's back, if he dared to take half a step back, he would definitely be splashed with blood on the spot.

As far as the king's authority is concerned, everything is coming too fast, just now the other party is clearly a hundred steps away, and now it is in front of him all of a sudden, and the ordinary golden pill period cannot reach this speed at all.

At the last moment, a buzz came, and the cyan shield flashed in front of him, and the moment the ripples touched the small shield, it was immediately bounced back, this time it was Zhang Sheng's turn to be stunned, and hurriedly cast the spell again, and the air was distorted, and the figure appeared a hundred steps away.

The forced removal was extremely wearing, and his hair was visible to the naked eye to turn gray, and there were some more wrinkles on his face.

Wang Quanquan finally saw the middle door at this time, when he fought with Wen Fuding, the other party went against the sky and lost Shouyuan, and now Zhang Sheng is in a similar situation, but the reasons are very different.

This so-called shifting technique, to put it bluntly, is still manipulating the years, changing his own time faster than the outside world, everything seems to be static in his eyes, and any opponent will turn into fish on the chopping board.

It's a pity that judging from the results, this technique can only be used for a moment, and the backlash is huge, and the consumption is Shouyuan, which is quite a bit of killing 800 enemies and losing 1,000.

……

Zhang Sheng's expression was decadent, sweat oozed from his forehead, obviously he didn't have the extra energy to urge another supernatural power, it was just an ordinary Xiaobi, there was really no need to play with his life here.

Thinking of this, he regained his composure, smiled at Wang Quanquan, and pointed to the bamboo scroll on his head, and at the moment when the two were fighting, the bamboo scroll had all been opened, and a complex pattern on it was faintly glowing.

Wang Quanquan secretly felt bad and was about to retreat, the old monk suddenly urged the bamboo slip, and the light on it was magnificent, and countless vines rushed out of it, heading straight for the young man on the ground.

The long sword was three inches out of the sheath, and the purple gold sword was swirling, and the branches that rushed to the front were immediately shattered by the sword qi, but after all, it was the Yuan Infant Divine Power, even if it was urged by Zhang Sheng, the spirit was far from being invincible to the Golden Pill.

The branches and vines seemed to be boundless, instantly covering the entire earthen platform, the branches took root, and one giant tree rose from the ground, and the vines clinged to the ground and quickly spread out in all directions.

A Yuanying monk in the crowd of onlookers saw this scene and showed a gritted teeth, he was defeated by Zhang Sheng in the competition, and the magic powers that were all over the ring now came from him.

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Trees and vines grew savagely, and soon besieged the king's authority in the middle, and his spiritual power around him was extremely powerful, and his sword energy was overflowing, but he was firmly bound by the branches within ten steps, and the range of his posture was still decreasing.

As a last resort, he took out the illusory small sword that he had just acquired, this sword he had only practiced for a day, and it was very obscure to manipulate, but it was an extraterritorial treasure, and those tough vines shattered when touched.

Wang Quanquan has been looking for an opportunity to get close to the other party so that he can cast a mirage spell, but Zhang Sheng seems to have been prepared and has been keeping his distance.

Looking at the vines getting closer and closer, Wang Quanquan finally gritted his teeth and once again performed the Void Body Technique, his body forcibly broke through the cage, and at the same time, the spiritual power of his body gathered in his right hand, and poured all the sword intents he had learned and understood in this life into the next move.

This time the sword was drawn by five inches, and the scabbard and the sword body glowed red at the same time, and the extremely violent heat bloomed from the front, forming a thick fire tornado.

Where the tornado passed, destroying the obstacles along the way, burning a path to Zhang Sheng's location, Wang Quanquan's face was grim, and he stepped on the path tightly, while raising his hand to prepare for the next blow.

Seeing this, the other party decisively retreated, until he withdrew from the ring, and then arched his hand:

"Zhao Daoyou is superb, Zhang Sheng admires it."

Wang Quanquan punched the cotton, which was very uncomfortable, but he didn't lose his demeanor in front of everyone, so he had to nod, stand in place, and look at everyone with his head held high.

"Tutai, the winner Zhao Zhiyi."

The elder's voice sounded, and the audience cheered.

"Hey, do you feel that Zhao Daoyou's outfit is still quite good-looking?"

"Is there one?"

"I also think there is a different flavor, no matter what others say, Zhao Daoyou still maintains himself, and it makes sense that he can get to where he is now."

"What I said is that I have secretly observed this Zhao Zhiyi for several days, and found that he is not the kind of person we imagined, on the contrary, because of that clothes, the fairies like to take the initiative to talk to him."

"Really? I also went to buy one for Ming'er, and I heard that it was sewn by Miss Xiaohong herself, so it was not a loss to buy it for her. ”

The atmosphere outside the ring gradually changed from discussing cultivation to dressing up, and then the originally despicable pink shirt became a different style in their mouths.

Wang Quanquan stood in the ring with a humble smile all the time, and the long sword in his hand was replaced by a folding fan at some point.

……

At night, outside a cave in Zhongfeng, the two said goodbye to each other.

"In this way, there will be Lao Hong Daoyou."

"It's a trivial matter, so why worry about it. If it weren't for Brother Zhao's strength, he wouldn't be able to earn so many spirit stones, don't worry, the matter of promoting the pink shirt is on me, if you can sell some strength to win the competition the day after tomorrow, this matter can be smoother. ”

"I ...... As much as possible. ”

Wang Quanquan squeezed out a smile, how could he not see Hong Qingyan's thoughts, he didn't want to make another fortune on himself, he knew it, after all, the other party was willing to hire someone to help him build momentum for free, what was this matter.

The two said goodbye "according to Yiyi", and Wang Quanquan went down the mountain road, and when he came to the fork of the three peaks, he hesitated a little and walked towards the mountainside.

On the mountainside, near the water cave mansion, the little bald head was looking at a large pile of spirit stones on the table with full eyes, and a yellow dog was squatting on the bench next to him, with his mouth open and his tail wagging non-stop.

"Golden light, they're beautiful."

"yes, it's crystal clear."

"You said that we should bet on Master to win the day after tomorrow."

"I'll see it."

A man and a dog had a light in their eyes, and they were imagining the future, when a voice suddenly sounded outside the cave:

"Okay, the scar forgot the pain, I don't remember how I lost before?"

Wang Quanquan slowly walked into the cave, and the two disciples hurriedly stepped forward to pay their respects when they saw this, and the little bald head raised his head and said:

"Master, we have analyzed, we lost money before purely because we didn't believe you, but now we unswervingly follow Shizun, we will definitely be able to make a fortune."

"Heh, I'll only help you once, and if you lose again next time, you can prepare a chop hand and a foot, and a catch to make a hot pot."

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