Fan Shuyao's cheeks were flushed, he was in full swing at the moment, and he didn't want to back down, but he remembered that Zhang Qiang said that this person was very powerful, so he beat the drum in his heart again, and Ai Ai said: "I...... I ......" but could no longer speak.

Zhang Qiang looked at his hesitant appearance and sighed, his heart was horizontal, and he directly grabbed Fan Shuyao with one hand, and the strength in his hand spit out, all of which fell on the scholar's shoulder.

"I ......"

When Fan Shuyao was struggling with whether to fight, he felt that his shoulder was pushed one by one, and the whole person flew to the gambling table uncontrollably, and when he turned around, he saw that the person who pushed him was Zhang Qiang, revealing an extremely complicated look.

"The brave are fearless, the brave are fearless! Little junior brother, if you want to reason with others, you must first be brave, you must be fearless!" Zhang Qiang nodded vigorously at him, Fan Shuyao's heart was hot, and he nodded in response.

"Stinky boy!" Wan Huaiqing's exercises were all ready, seeing that he was about to have a big battle with Huang Weicheng but was interrupted by Fan Shuyao, he glanced at Zhang Qiang at this moment, and thought: "We are already on the stage, it is impossible for the referee to let the scholar in!" casually glanced at the half-asleep old man, but unexpectedly found that the other party opened his eyes at some point and was looking at Fan Shuyao with interest.

"No! He shouldn't let the scholar in, right?" Wan Huaiqing chuckled in his heart, feeling that something was wrong, and shouted: "Zhang Qiang, take him back quickly!"

Zhang Qiang saw the referee raise his palm, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly, only to see a white light on the opponent's hand light up, and a crack opened in the formation prohibition on the gambling table.

After a bang, Fan Shuyao staggered and landed in it, and Huang Weicheng stroked his palms and smiled: "Not bad." Yes, the little scholar also has the courage to do so. Come on. I'll let you two get the first shot!"

After Fan Shuyao came to the field, he was much calmer, and at this moment, he reached out and took out a beast brush from his waist and held it tightly.

"Sister Qing, you just let the little junior brother let it!" Zhang Qiang raised his eyebrows and continued: "Senior, it was this thin man who took the initiative to start a gambling battle against the scholar, so the scholar's opponent was him. And not Huang Weicheng!"

The referee nodded lightly, looked at the thin man, revealing the whites of his eyes that were much larger than ordinary people, but a pair of pitch-black pupils were surprisingly small.

If a mortal is born like this, he must be blind, and he doesn't know if the old man's eyes are congenital or caused by acquired cultivation.

The thin man smiled, nodded to Dao Qi in the distance, stared at Fan Shuyao on the stage a little gloomily and said, "That's right, I'm going to fight with the scholar!" After speaking, he strode towards the gambling table.

Got closer. Looking at Huang Weicheng, whose face was a little ugly, the thin man hugged his fists and said, "Senior Brother Huang." I'm sorry! Let me send this kid away, it's not too late for you to deal with that woman again!"

Huang Weicheng said unhappily: "Old Tiger, I occupied this gambling table first! No matter how I do it, I should do it first!"

It turned out that the old referee was "Tiger Lao", a well-known figure in the Daoyan Holy Land, and it was said that his strength was not much better than that of Zhijiang Chengzi.

However, this person does not belong to any of the eighteen peaks of Tianyan, but is directly under the power of the Daoyan Holy Lord.

Some people say that almost all of the Eighteen Peak Lords have invited him to join, but he has never agreed to any of them, and has been wandering around the gambling table.

Tiger Lao glanced at Huang Weicheng, there was no emotion in his eyes, as if he saw not a person, but a tree and a stone, Huang Weicheng frowned, and said: "At least come first and come later, let me and Wan Huaiqing finish fighting!"

The tiger elder still didn't answer, looked at the thin man and said, "You come up!"

Although it is only three words, the position is already very clear, and Hu Lao actually wants the thin man and Fan Shuyao to fight first.

There was a sigh in the audience, some people watched the jokes, and some people suspected the intentions of the tiger elder in their hearts, Huang Weicheng was very uncomfortable standing on the stage, feeling that his face was dull, and said in a deep voice: "I only need three moves to end the battle!"

After finishing speaking, he bent his five fingers and pulled towards Wan Huaiqing's direction, and a wind vortex suddenly appeared, Wan Huaiqing stumbled under his feet, and his body involuntarily took three steps forward, almost being sucked over.

The other party was a few feet away from her, but as soon as she made a move, she was unsteady on her feet, Wan Huaiqing's heart sank, and her hands suddenly clenched.

A low sneer sounded, and a layer of scale armor quickly appeared on the surface of Wan Huaiqing's body, reflecting cyan light.

"Demon Clan?"

"No, it's a half-demon!"

"Tsk, no wonder it's so powerful, it turns out that there is a demon bloodline, plus the body refining method of Manniu Peak, that strength must be thousands of catties, right?"

Huang Weicheng was also stunned when the audience was discussing, you must know that the demon clan had been expelled to the extreme west a hundred years ago, and they gathered to establish the Ten Thousand Demon Sect.

The Ten Thousand Demon Sect controls almost the entire Far West, but the demon clan and the human race have long had an agreement, and they rarely set foot in the Yuanwu area.

"Do you think that the body of a half-demon can compete with me?" Huang Weicheng sneered, and the magic trick in his hand changed, and the wind was strong on the gambling arena.

Wan Huaiqing stimulated the power of the bloodline, and when she just felt a little easier, her body rubbed forward violently, and she was sucked again, and her face couldn't help but change greatly.

She knew that the other party's strength was very strong, but she didn't expect it to be so powerful, but as soon as she made a move, she had no power to fight back, and immediately sank under her feet, trying to stabilize her body.

But there was a forbidden guard on the stage, and she couldn't resist with all her strength, and her body almost slid towards the other party......

Compared with Wan Huaiqing, the scholar and the thin man were even more unbearable, the two of them were staggering, and they were each holding a pillar at the moment so that they were not blown away.

Huang Weicheng looked at the three of them with a smug look, and said with a smile: "I can't say three moves, you are too weak!" Then he looked at Wan Huaiqing, whose face was pale, revealing a ruthless color, his body flashed out, and he came to the front and whispered: "The three words slanted eyes and yellow are not what you can call!"

At the same time, a palm was launched and slapped directly at Wan Huaiqing's head!

"Stop!" Qian Xiaoqian glared angrily, his arms were crossed in front of his chest, and the green tendons were bulging, as if he had stimulated some kind of potential, and his hands suddenly swung forward, turning his palms into fists.

One after another, fist shadows swung out one after another, and in an instant, they hit the prohibition of the gambling table, making a loud rumbling sound.

"Hmph, play a good trick on you!" Huang Weicheng narrowed his eyes and deliberately kept his palm in front of Wan Huaiqing's head. Wan Huaiqing was annoyed. But the body seems to be imprisoned by some invisible force. Not the slightest move.

"Tsk, what the hell is this kid, he can shake the ban on Yandao!" The eyes of the people in the audience looked at Qian Xiaoqian differently.

Huang Weicheng sneered: "Yes, I will give you ten breaths of time to break the formation ban, otherwise this woman will die!"

Qian Xiaoqian's eyes turned red, and he bit the tip of his tongue sharply, a thick bloody aura dispersed, and his fists were faster. He swung forward with a puff, and in the blink of an eye, he threw a dozen punches.

The gambling table buzzed and swayed, and the old tiger stared sideways at Qian Xiaoqian, showing a thoughtful look but not stopping.

Huang Weicheng felt the power of the violent shaking under his feet, his face changed slightly, he looked at Qian Xiaoqian strangely, and doubted that the other party could really break through the power of the formation, and snorted coldly: "I won't play with you!" At the same time, the power on the palm of his hand spit out, and pressed down on Wan Huaiqing's head......

"Let go of Sister Qing!"

This was Fan Shuyao's voice, and at the same time, a black dragon suddenly appeared on the gambling table. The instant growth almost occupied most of the field, and the body was rolled. opened his mouth and bit Huang Weicheng.

"Dragon Yin!" Fan Shuyao waved his pen and drew a few strange symbols in the void in front of him.

What's special is that his originally unstable figure stood tall at this time, as if he was not affected by Huang Weicheng's methods at all.

"What's the matter!" Huang Weicheng's face changed greatly when he saw the dragon appear. Although his supernatural powers have greatly increased, he has never seen such a strange scene, and besides, the Daoyan Holy Land is honored by dragons, and their fear of dragons is deep in their bones.

Seeing that the dragon opened its mouth, a sound wave suddenly radiated, Huang Weicheng's face turned pale, and before he could react, he saw the dragon show its fangs and bite it, and immediately his heart was horizontal, and the magic trick in his hand changed, and he shouted:

"Xuanguang Escape Method!"

Almost at the same time, a white light lit up and popped, as if the flames were being extinguished.

With this sound, Huang Weicheng's figure swayed away, and then disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in the southeast corner of the gambling platform, and his face was pale.

"What kind of treasure did that scholar use? The pen in his hand seems to be extraordinary!"

"No, I sensed a strange power just now, it seems to be the power of runes!"

"Yes, it's a bit like the power of the formation, and it's a bit like the way of the talisman!"

"What kind of tactic is this, how have you never heard of it? You know?"

The voices in the audience were mixed, and everyone was puzzled, not understanding how the seemingly weak and timid scholar could exert such a strong power.

Just now, when the dragon form appeared, they all felt furious in their hearts, and they no longer underestimated the scholar's heart, but were very interested in the scholar's methods.

Although Fan Shuyao had the upper hand, he still stared at Huang Weicheng nervously, for fear that he would not be good for Wan Huaiqing.

Huang Weicheng suffered a loss, he was afraid of Fan Shuyao, but he could see that his hand holding the beast brush was a little trembling, and his mind turned around, and he smiled and said: "Little scholar, your methods are not weak, but you are not proficient, right?" Seeing Fan Shuyao biting his lip and taking two steps back nervously, more confident in his thoughts, Huang Weicheng pointed at him and said: "I have changed my mind, I want to kill you first!"

Fan Shuyao's face turned pale, and he was nervous about Wan Huaiqing's life and death before he struck with all his strength, but at this moment, when it was his turn, he felt that the beast brush in his hand was overwhelming, and he couldn't use his magical powers.

"Let him fight with the thin man first!" The referee old man suddenly spoke, there was an undoubted taste in his tone, Huang Weicheng's face changed, and he looked at the old tiger with fear but was unwilling to let go of the scholar, and hesitated in place.

After Hu Lao finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the stage, but his eyes fell on the young man in a loose robe under the stage, revealing a puzzled look.

"Just now I obviously noticed a figure rushing over, why did it disappear in a blink of an eye? Judging from the location, it is most likely this young man, but can Zhuji Xiuwei really avoid my sight? Could it be that he is the same as that scholar, and has another special means?" Seeing that the young man's expression remained unchanged, the old man Hu thought for a long time before sighing, and said in an inaudible voice: "The world is in chaos, the heroes are appearing, or the Holy Lord is right, I am already old!"

It wasn't until the old tiger looked away that Zhang Qiang breathed a sigh of relief, Wan Huaiqing was in a crisis before, and he shot with all his might, urging the way of power to the extreme.

Although he withdrew his strength at the critical moment, the referee's "Tiger Elder" didn't know where it came from, but he still discovered his means, and he was relieved to see that the Tiger Elder no longer cared about it. (To be continued......)