Chapter 42: Bad luck

Li Xiaotian's face was gloomy: "One million spirit stones, you really dare to ask for it!" 100,000 at most! ”

Ye Moyang spread his hands and said, "Oops! The sect master of the dignified Qinglian Dao Sect has made the three cultivators the highest but not the Nine Realms of Transcendence, and he is still so unconfident in beating the three Yuan Infant Realms! ”

Gongsun Jian thought of this monstrous spirit stone, and the soul in his heart also floated, and he snorted coldly: "Just one million don't gamble or fight!" ”

Wang Huo couldn't help but said, "Sect Master, I will press all my spirit stones!" ”

The disciples in the back looked at such an arrogant crowd, and they couldn't help but press all their spirit stones one after another, and there was not much for this group of disciples to get together, because most of the wealth of this group of disciples was the contribution point of the sect.

Before, Ye Moyang ransacked a Falling Ice Peak, and the spirit stones on those group of disciples added up to only tens of thousands.

Li Xiaotian looked at the group of disciples who were excited, and finally spoke: "500,000 spirit stones!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Moyang hurriedly replied: "Okay! ”

Suddenly, Li Xiaotian felt that he had said something wrong, but he didn't have time to regret it, Li Xiaotian didn't believe that this group of people could really beat the full Yuan Baby, if the treasure obtained by Ye Moyang allowed him to kill Wang Huo in the middle of the Yuan Infant.

Even if Qi Xiaoxiao is here today, he will be desperate to snatch it.

At this time, Wang Huo said to the two Yuanying realm monks behind him: "Wei Feng, Love, the two of you will teach this group of three boys who don't know the height of the sky and the earth with me. ”

The one in red with a spear and a resolute and handsome face was Wei Feng, and the one in white with a sword in his hand was Love.

Wang Huo and Ye Moyang looked at each other tightly, and it was obvious that the two of them were enemies, Wu Kui faced Wei Feng, and Gongsun Jian faced Love.

Several people were on edge.

Love took the lead in killing Gongsun Jian, his body was like a ghost, leaving the afterimage of Taoism, Gongsun Jian changed in an instant, and he couldn't see where Love's body was at all.

Just as he was looking, Love was already behind him, and his long sword instantly slashed down at Gongsun Jian's head.

Gongsun Jian hurriedly defended, and the sword of the sword box flew out, held it in his hand, and the two swords collided.

Gongsun Jian's face was a little distorted, his tiger mouth was shattered, and he retreated dozens of meters before stopping, while Luo only took three steps back.

"Mom! I can't beat it! Big brother, hurry up and kill that red-haired dog, come to my aid! ”

Gongsun Jian shouted, and the swords in the sword box flew out in unison, protecting him, flying around him, and then began to run at an extremely fast speed.

And the battlefield of Wu Kui and Wei Feng at this time.

Wu Kui took the lead in making a move, like a giant bear rushing directly towards Wei Feng, Wei Feng did not dodge, but waved the spear in his hand with a fierce flame.

Just when Wu Kui was about to rush up, Wei Feng just stabbed his spear at his disciple, and the whole person flew out directly, dodging Wu Kui's attack and reaching behind him.

His spear stabbed directly into the extremely hot flames, and Wu Kui hurriedly dodged, but he still stabbed him in the forearm.

"Hiss!"

The sound of the flames burning flesh and blood sounded, it was very terrifying, and Wu Kui's arm was stabbed into the wound bleeding and at the same time was also burned by the residual flames.

Wu Kui's pupils shrank, he knew that his physical defense would not have much effect on the person in front of him, he could break his own defense.

Then he was changing his strategy, he couldn't beat the person in front of him, and now he could only wait for Ye Moyang to kill Wang Huo to help him.

Wang Huo smiled disdainfully: "It seems that your teammates have been suppressed by my teammates, and you will be like this, let you see the difference between the Yuanying realm and yours..."

Before Wang Huo finished speaking, Ye Moyang had already rushed down, and the shot was a killing move: "The Great Dao Heaven Plays the Sword Style, and the clouds look forward to the sun"

Wang Huo was not afraid at all, he took out a broadsword, he didn't believe that he couldn't beat a Tribulation Realm in the Yuanying Three Realms, he jumped forward and jumped directly, holding a huge broadsword and slashing directly at Ye Moyang.

The two momentum collided.

Wang Huo only felt that blue appeared in front of him, and in the next second, Ye Moyang disappeared, and he immediately reacted and swept back with a broadsword.

It's just that Ye Moyang is above him, and Ye Moyang slashes directly down.

Wang Huo only felt a chill on his head, and hurriedly blocked it with a broadsword.

The two swords collided.

The apprentice under Wang Huo's feet was also crushed, his face turned red, and he endured tremendous pressure.

"Ahhh

At this time, Wang Huo suddenly exerted force, roared in his mouth, the muscles of his whole body bulged, and the green tendons on his body were like small snakes, which allowed him to get rid of Ye Moyang's suppression.

Beads of sweat on his face dripped to the ground, and he was actually suppressed.

.....

And at this time, the audience is on their side.

The sloppy old Dao laughed and said: "The tribulation is pressing the Yuan Baby, are you Qinglian Dao Sect Ye just like this?" ”

Li Xiaotian shook his head and said: "You must know that even if he is a genius, no matter how invincible he is, he lacks time, the Sword Immortal Secret Realm does not have much time, and our most talented disciples have not yet appeared, these disciples are just ordinary geniuses." ”

The sloppy old man smiled disdainfully: "You should have not been defeated for a long time, so you forgot the taste of defeat!" ”

Li Xiaotian sneered: "You have to know that any one of the three genius disciples of the Qinglian Dao Sect's Qinglian Main Peak can suppress the current Li Qingling, not counting the supreme genius of our Qinglian Dao Sect, when the time comes, he will face three, plus one Ye Moyang and these two people, it's just a few more corpses!" ”

The sloppy old man was a little silent, indeed, these are just the disciples of the Falling Fire Peak, and the disciples of the true genius have not yet come out, but he believes that Ye Moyang and the others will create miracles.

……

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of swords colliding was endless, Ye Moyang's broken sword had turned into the appearance of a human emperor's sword, he looked at Wang Huo sword after sword, each sword was powerful and fast.

Countless sword wounds had already appeared on Wang Huo's body, and blood was constantly bubbling out, and the broadsword was also pitted and dilapidated.

Wang Huo hurriedly took a few steps back, suddenly took out a medicine bottle, poured out a red pill, and took it directly.

The momentum on his body increased suddenly, jumping directly from the Yuanying Third Realm to the Yuanying Sixth Realm, and the scars on his body disappeared completely.

And Li Xiaotian behind him laughed: "This rule, it doesn't say that you can't take drugs, just by holding a weapon to fight!" ”

The sloppy old man smiled disdainfully, took a sip of wine, and did not panic at all.

He believes that if Ye Moyang knows that he can use other means, I am afraid that this Wang Huo will be more fierce and unlucky!