"What the hell is that kid coming from?" The yellow-clothed friar couldn't help but ask.

The blue-clothed monk frowned slightly, "No matter what the origins are, let's not provoke the Red Moon Palace." ”

……

Xuanye stepped into the town, thinking that before parting, Nan Guanghong asked him to meet at the Luohua Restaurant. Now that a few days have passed, I don't know if the other party is gone.

He thought about it, so he asked for directions and walked towards the Luohua Restaurant.

"Do you have friends here?" Su Yuqing asked.

Xuanye responded, but she was a little curious, the demon crystal had already arrived, why did she still follow, not in a hurry to rush back to the sect?

"I didn't expect you to be such a boring person to make friends." Su Yuqing said, glanced at Xuanye slightly, and asked again, "Male or female?" Also from your sect? ”

Xuanye didn't know what this woman was thinking in her heart, and she didn't bother to answer, so she snorted coldly.

After a while, he came to the Luohua Pavilion, but he happened to meet a white-clothed monk, who was a member of the small sect who had entered the mountain together, and he forgot his name.

"Brother Xuanye, you're finally back!"

The white-clothed monk stepped forward excitedly and said hurriedly: "Nanguanghong has an accident!" ”

"Something?" Xuanye frowned slightly, thinking that Nanguanghong was so kind, and he would not easily provoke others, what could happen?

"That's right, hurry up to Wumen Square, Nan Guanghong is setting up the ring there!"

The whitefriar's face was anxious, and then he said as he walked.

It turned out that after Nan Guanghong came back to Jinglu Town, he took the obtained materials to change the medicine, but the medicinal materials had already been bought out.

After some inquiry, I learned that it was the people of the Tianlan Sect who bought it first. He was forced to have no choice but to beg someone. Who knew that the lion on the other side opened his mouth, and the original medicinal materials of sixty demon crystals asked for six hundred demon crystals.

Nan Guanghong can't, he can only swing in the fog gate, if he wins, he can get thirty demon crystals, and if he loses, he will lose fifty demon crystals.

Now it is the third day of fighting, and there are more wins and fewer losses, but after fighting for days, the body will not be able to hold on sooner or later.

Genya wondered why he didn't raise the ante, but thought about it carefully. The small sect and small faction that came here, even if they can take out thirty demon crystals, even if they have a small savings, no matter how high they are, no one will dare to fight.

Unless there is a certainty of victory, but Nanguang Hong's cultivation is not bad, and he has the secret method of green wisps, I am afraid that few people in the same level have this ability.

"Do you know who came up with the idea? Mo Lan! It's this vicious guy, presumably he still covets the secret method of Tsing Yi Gate, and wants to use this to defeat Nan Guanghong, so that Tsing Yi Gate is really powerless to resist! ”

During the conversation, several people had come to Wumen Square, only to see a blue-clothed young man and a white shadow fighting together, both sides performed their own extreme moves, and after the fight, they all flew out backwards.

After three seconds of silence, the white shadow trembled slightly, and knelt down first.

"Good ability, I lost." After Bai Ying finished speaking, he glanced at the scarred Nanguanghong, revealing a trace of regret, so he could only obediently hand over the demon crystal.

"Concession." Nan Guanghong accepted the demon crystal, quietly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled at the people on the field, "But there are still people who come up to challenge?" ”

Compared to the first sight, his face was covered with bruises, and the strands of hair tied by the crown were also scattered, making him look rather embarrassed.

At this time, another person came to the stage, with a leopard face, a beard, wearing chivalrous clothes, and said coldly: "I can fight for three days, I respect you as a man, so the Sprinkle family will not keep his hands!" ”

"Please!" Nan Guanghong stretched out his hand to invite, and then offered a spirit pen, and the starting hand was the spirit trick.

Indeed, as the man said, he no longer has much strength to support, and if he can decide the winner with one move, he will never delay until the second move.

As he drank deeply, the blue light grew stronger, and a roar came from the body of the pen. The condensed spiritual power transformed into a blue bird and flew out.

The leopard's face was not ambiguous, and the long pen in his hand turned into a big shovel, which seemed to be rough, but in fact it was thick and fine, and the ink surged between the turns, and a blow hit the blue bird's chest.

With a "boom", the air wave bounced away.

Nan Guanghong vomited a mouthful of blood first, but he didn't admit defeat, and rushed out with the spirit pen transformation sword in one hand.

In a short period of time, the two have exchanged dozens of moves, but it is the leopard face that has the upper hand.

Seeing that he was about to lose, Nanguanghong mentioned Lingyuan again, and the secret method of Qingwei reappeared!

With the addition of the robe, he resisted the blow of the shovel, and hit the opponent's heart with a backhand sword, and the victory or defeat was already known.

Although the leopard face was unhappy, he still threw out a bag of demon crystals on the ground and walked off the stage angrily.

Nan Guanghong stumbled, bent down to pick up the bag, a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and asked with a smile: "Which other Taoist friend wants to come up?" ”

Xuanye watched from a distance, knowing that Nan Guanghong was at the end of the crossbow, but after seeing the leopard-faced knight step down, he ran to the alley on the side, and then walked out happily.

After a while, Mo Lan and others walked out of the alley and swaggered to the stage.

"Let me understand whether the secret method of Tsing Yi Gate is really so mysterious!"

Nan Guanghong looked at the visitor, his pupils shrank, his lips trembled slightly, and he said, "Please!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Mo Lan threw out a long pen and stepped forward, but with the initial condensation ink front. The corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer, knowing that even if it was this move, it was not something that Nanguang Hong could take today.

Faced with a powerful blow, Nan Guanghong's face was a little pale, and as soon as he activated his spiritual power, he found that his physical strength was a little weak.

However, the edge has arrived, so he can only grit his teeth and force the spirit yuan to resist it.

Not surprisingly, the long sword shattered, and Mo Feng pierced Nan Guanghong's shoulder.

Mo Lan gently twisted the pen, let the wound expand, and smiled: "Can you admit defeat?" ”

Nan Guanghong was also aroused, and he opened the pen with his backhand, biting a mouthful of bloody teeth, completely draining the spiritual power in his body, and rushing forward with a wave of the spirit pen.

Anyone can see that this is the end of the crossbow.

Mo Lan was not afraid at all, the blue light of the spirit pen gradually rose, and the condensing spear stabbed down with one shot.

The tip of the spear pierced through the ink marks of the spirit pen, but it was blocked by the sudden flash of light.

"The secret method of green wisps? You can still use it! Mo Lan's pupils shrank, and when she saw Nan Guanghong's trembling body, she immediately understood that the other party was overwhelmed.

Yu Yu showed a sneer, and the tip of the gun continued to exert force. Where the robe was stabbed, a crack suddenly opened.

"The secret method of green wisps, but that's it!"

When everyone in the audience saw that Mo Lan was about to win, not only did they not feel ashamed, but shouted loudly.

"This Mo Lan is really shameless, I'm afraid that these people below are all called by him." The whitefriar said angrily.

"That's someone from the Tianlan Sect? It's so stingy, no wonder it's just a small sect. Su Yuqing pursed her lips, saw Xuanye frowning slightly, and asked again.

"Do you want to teach them a lesson? But you have a lot of rules, so I don't have any effect. ”

The white-clothed monk looked at the red-clothed woman beside him again, and wanted to argue, but he was in a trance by that smile, so he had to say quietly.

"Tianlan Sect is not a small sect, otherwise he would not be humiliated at will."

With an uproar, Mo Lan stabbed through Nan Guanghong's light armor with one shot, and the tip of the gun almost stopped at the mouth of his heart.

"I... I'm defeated! Nan Guanghong took out fifty demon crystals and presented them with trembling hands.

How could he not know that these people were found by Mo Lan, but there was no way. If you can't go back with the medicine, Tsing Yi Gate will die!

Now there are still three demon crystals left to get together, and if you lose this one, you need to play five more games.

Mo Lan took the demon crystal, threw it out indifferently, and said coldly: "In the second game, do you dare to come?" ”

Nan Guanghong trembled slightly, looking at Mo Lansen's cold appearance, a touch of bitterness hit his heart, and he didn't answer for a long time.

"Hey, hey, you didn't say that one person can only fight one game, and you won, so what's the point?"

"Yes, yes, I didn't set up such a rule, I just wanted to cheat money, right?"

……

Hearing that everyone in the audience was coaxing, Nan Guanghong's body trembled again, and he squirmed his lips, but he still didn't speak.

Mo Lan laughed quite confidently, most of the audience was called by him, just to wait for this moment.

The humiliation of that day was finally returned today, and it was not in vain that he risked being punished and begged Elder Zhuo to stay here temporarily.

Presumably, after today, the Tsing Yi Gate will be self-defeating, and the green wisp secret method will naturally be included in the Tianlan Sect's Battle Skill Pavilion.

"To fight or not to fight? Have you figured it out? Mo Lan asked again.

Nan Guanghong instinctively rushed to his brain, and he was a little unsteady on his feet, but after the successive urgings, he still gritted his teeth and said: "Fight!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Mo Lan didn't use a spiritual pen, and slapped Nanguanghong on the shoulder with a palm.

With a quick blow, Nan Guanghong took dozens of steps back, and vomited out a mouthful of blood.

"Will you throw in the towel?" Mo Lan pressed forward step by step, raised his head high, and forced the other party to a dead end between his words.

"I... Don't admit it! Nan Guanghong gritted his teeth.

Mo Lan smiled coldly, it was Nan Guanghong's honest temperament, he raised his hand and fell with a palm, and he flew out, vomited a mouthful of blood, and then asked: "Can you admit defeat?" ”

Nanguang Hongqiang stood up and took a few steps forward tremblingly, but his eyes were very determined. "I will not admit defeat!"

"Good!" Mo Lan was furious and kicked it violently, kicking it to its knees. His hand touched his waist, and he almost couldn't help but take out the spirit pen. But he still held back at the critical moment, because he couldn't let Nanguang Hong die.

Nan Guanghong lowered his head, letting the blood from the corner of his mouth flow, and his head was groggy, as if he was going to faint at any time.

But he kept his mouth shut, and as long as he lasted until sunset, the ring would be over. If you lose this game again, you can come back when you recuperate.

Mo Lan stepped on Nanguanghong's head, pressed it down with a slight force, and asked in a cold voice, "Can you admit defeat?" ”

didn't answer, he continued to exert his strength until the other party's waist bone came with a "crunch" sound, as if it was broken, and he still didn't hear the words of admitting defeat.

At this time, everyone in the audience persuaded Nan Guanghong to admit defeat, but not for humiliation. But only they can see Nanguang Hong's face that seems to be overcongested and has turned blue and purple.

And he was still biting his lip, even if his teeth were deep in flesh, he still couldn't bear to say that.

They were also members of the small sect, but now, they have been completely impressed by the deputy master of this little Tsing Yi Sect!

"Brother, there's no shame in losing, you've fought so many battles, admit defeat!"

"Yes, no one will challenge you next, otherwise Lao Tzu will definitely not let him go!"

……

The voice turned against him, but Mo Lan sank his face and said coldly: "Did you hear it?" Everybody's sympathizing with you! Otherwise, after you admit defeat, learn to bark a few times, and Lao Tzu won't want your demon crystal. But I'm going back to the mountain the day after tomorrow, and I don't know if you have enough time to get together the money for medicinal herbs! ”