"Haha, I just like this kind of fight, neat and neat, domineering and leaky! This shows the true colors of a man!" Rouhu stood up, glanced at Mu Qianxun proudly, and laughed loudly.

The expressions of those peak masters around him were different, and a few people were infected, and praised: "This son is arrogant, and he will become a great weapon!"

Mu Qianxun's face stiffened slightly, glanced at Zhang Qiang with some surprise, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's really good!

The old tiger's eyes were burning, as if he wanted to see Zhang Qiang through, and he said after a while: "Do you want to continue the fight, or take a break?"

"So you can still rest?" Zhang Qiang was slightly surprised, he didn't know much about the rules of the Dragon Sacrifice Ceremony, then he glanced at Dao Qi and said with a smile: "The previous battle consumed a lot, so I'd better take a rest!"

Dao Qi's face was a little distorted when he heard this, red for a while and white for a while, and his face was like purple sauce.

He naturally heard the ridicule in Zhang Qiang's words, but at this moment, looking at the indifferent look on Mu Qianxun's face, his body and mind suddenly froze, like falling into an ice cave.

Mu Qianxun waved his sleeves, as if shaking off the dust, Dao Qiqu was shocked, and quickly stood up and retreated respectfully.

He knew that Mu Qianxun was a moody person, and if he slowed down for a while, he didn't know what severe punishment he would receive.

Originally, Dao Qi came out to let the gambling arena rest and extinguished the thought of going forward to fight, but at this moment, seeing Zhang Qiang breaking through the Dao Qi astrolabe and the Qiankun lock refining treasures with brute force, one by one couldn't help but stir up.

Their minds kept recalling the appearance of Zhang Qiang throwing it in his hand, and they wished that the person who shot it was themselves. In my heart, I am grateful and envious to Zhang Qiang.

"Hey, just now I saw the powerful power of the Seven Star Peak Astrolabe, and my hands itched. I don't know which Taoist friend is willing to let me see it?" Wan Huaiqing jumped out and almost rushed to the square.

Without waiting for Elder Tiger to speak, she had already come to the position of the contest and stood still, and said with a smile: "Elder Tiger, I admire the Great Yan Divine Technique of Seven Star Peak the most, and I really want to see it!"

Tiger Lao glanced at Mu Qianxun, and saw that the other party was thinking about it and did not answer. Then he said: "It turned out to be Wan Huaiqing Daoyou of Manniu Peak! The old man has seen your methods with his own eyes in the gambling arena, and he admires it very much!"

Wan Huaiqing said: "Old man, don't fool me. If there is no one in Seven Star Peak, I don't mind letting Dao Qi play again!"

The old tiger was stunned for a moment, showing embarrassment. He never expected Wan Huaiqing to be straightforward. He had no scruples in speaking.

I thought to myself what kind of person Mu Qianxun was in the Daoyan Holy Land, how could he tolerate the disciples humiliating the name of the Seven Star Peak like this?

Hu Lao hurriedly shook his head at Wan Huaiqing, signaling her not to continue, where was Wan Huaiqing willing to listen, looked at Dao Qi who was like a pig's liver under the stage and said, "How about it, Dao Qi bastard, you can't get up?"

Dao Qi was broken by Zhang Qiang with brute force to break the two magic weapons, and he was exhausted. The key is that most of the fighting spirit has been lost, and at the moment he is frowning and not looking in the stands.

But Wan Huaiqing in his ears continued to humiliate him with words. After glaring at her, he simply turned away and seemed to no longer participate in the fight.

"Why don't you let me try it?" A yellow-robed young man got up on the stage, judging from the position where he appeared, it should be a gambling arena monk, Hu Lao smiled: "It turned out to be the Qingling swordsman Mu Ruge, you got the Qingling Sword from the Dragon Sacrifice Ceremony three years ago, and now your strength is only afraid that you can rank in the top twenty among all the disciples, right?"

Mu Ruge raised his eyebrows, and he didn't shy away from the fact that his strength had greatly improved, only to hear Hu Lao continue: "Why do you want to fight with a new disciple, isn't it a loss of identity?"

Hu Lao has a good impression of Wan Huaiqing and the others, and wants to draw Fan Shuyao into the ranks of the monks in the gambling arena, he knows that Mu Ruge's strength is not trivial, so his words are ostensibly to take care of the other party's identity, but in fact, it is to protect Wan Huaiqing from being harmed.

"Elder Hu, it's not right for you to say that!" Mu Ruge looked at Wan Huaiqing deeply and said, "I returned from this training this time, and I came here specifically for the Dragon Sacrifice Ceremony!

"Bloody Qinglong?" Wan Huaiqing repeated with some surprise, recalling the true meaning of a few words, and asked happily: "Tall man, did you give me this nickname?"

Mu Ruge is thinner, but he is very long, taller than Zhang Qiang and Xiao Qian, and Wan Huaiqing doesn't know much about him, so he simply called him the nickname "tall man".

"I didn't take this nickname, Mu Mou is not so talented!But this nickname does match Daoyou!" Mu Ruge peeked at Mu Qianxun and thought: "The woman who dares to ignore the face of Qixing Peak in the Daoyan Holy Land, I'm afraid that she is the only one!"

Wan Huaiqing said: "That's right, I like this nickname very much! Tall man, just rush this nickname, I will compare with you, we have no grievances, and we will not hurt the harmony!"

"That's very good! Daoyou is such a genius, I don't want to offend!" Mu Ruge lifted a green and cloudy small sword, and said with a smile: "I don't have the tyrannical bloodline of Daoyou, so I can only borrow the benefits of the magic weapon!"

"Don't be so polite, let's do it!" Wan Huaiqing waved his hand disappreciatively, turned his fingers into claws, and suddenly leaned forward.

I saw a green light flash, a claw appeared, suddenly became larger, and grabbed Mu Ruge directly.

"It's a good time!" Mu Ruge's little sword shook, and it also emitted blue light, turning into a curtain of light, not retreating, but advancing, towards the dragon's claws.

"Hey!" Wan Huaiqing waved one hand, and suddenly changed his move, only to see the dragon claw suddenly twist to the left half a minute, bypassing the cyan light curtain and whistling and slashing over.

With a snort, a yellow robe on Mu Ruge's arm fell.

In such a fight, Wan Huaiqing tore open his sleeve robe by unexpected means, Mu Ruge put away his underestimated heart, and praised: "A trick is not old, dexterous and weird, and a friendly means!"

"You're not lazy!" Wan Huaiqing paid for her own flexible moves, thinking that she could make the other party suffer a loss, but she didn't do it until Mu Ruge changed her moves very quickly, and she actually dodged her claws in the crisis. With such a sensitive reaction, it was enough for her to be cautious!

The two of you come and go, compared to the blue light on the arena, the difference is that the light of the cyan sword on the singer Mu Ru is getting stronger and stronger, and there is a tendency to envelop the entire square.

Wan Huaiqing couldn't get any benefits with dexterity, so he used brute force to resist, but although the other party looked thin, there was endless toughness in his body, and he could always resist it just right.

Zhang Qiang looked at the scene of the two fighting, sighed in a low voice, and Jiang Chengzi said unexpectedly: "You can see it?"

"Hmm!"

This situation is gradually obvious, it can be said that Mu Ruge is completely Wan Huaiqing's nemesis, if she competes with strength, Wan Huaiqing may not lose, but she has a straight personality and often attacks hard with all her strength.

But Mu Ruge quietly focused on resisting, and under this kind of trade-off, as time went on, he retained his strength and gradually expanded his advantage.

After a full hour, Wan Huaiqing's breath was a little unstable, and he waved his hand and said: "If you don't fight, you won't fight!

Every time she goes all out, she always feels like hitting cotton, and the small sword in the other party's hand doesn't know where it came from, and the blue light emitted can unload most of her strength.

Mu Ruge hugged his fists and said: "Daoyou is really a female power, if you compete in strength, I am far inferior!"

"Sister Qing, let me come!" Zhang Qiaobi jumped onto the square, Wan Huaiqing smiled: "Okay! But I think this kid is pleasing to the eye, don't hurt him!"

Zhang Qiaobi nodded, Mu Ruge hugged her fists and saluted, and said happily: "It's really an honor to be able to fight with two genius Taoist friends in succession, Qinglong and Black Dragon!"

"I made a move!" Zhang Qiaobi heard the other party praise her excellent appearance, her cheeks were slightly red, and she looked sideways at Zhang Qiang, seeing that he happened to be looking at herself, her heart jumped.

Compared with Wan Huaiqing, Zhang Qiaobi's bloodline is more powerful, and it is rumored that the black dragon has a great relationship with the demon world, and once the power of the bloodline is deployed, it can exert the unpredictable power of ghosts and gods.

On that day, the Demon Mountain and his party were arrested by the Great Demon King, because her bloodline could perfectly withstand the magic infusion, as for what happened later, she kept silent, and even Zhang Qiang still didn't know what she and Xiao Qian encountered in the Demon World.

Mu Ruge thought that the strength of the "Blood Black Dragon" and the "Blood Green Dragon" was almost the same, but as soon as the battle took place, it was difficult to control the blood rolling, and only then did he know that Zhang Qiaobi's bloodline strength was stronger than Wan Huaiqing!

"It's amazing!" Mu Ruge was also a long-famous figure in the Daoyan Holy Land, knowing that he couldn't win with his strength, he immediately changed his strategy and danced the Qingling Sword into a piece.

I saw that one after another sword lights suddenly shot out, shooting towards Zhang Qiaobi like a raging storm, so dense that there was no half of the hole.

The disciples in the audience had seen such violent methods, and they were all stunned when they looked at the raindrops of sword light!

Zhang Qiaobi frowned, the black light on her body flashed, and a layer of black and shiny armor appeared, if you look closely, you will find that it is composed of many scales.

This is the dragon scale armor unique to the dragon bloodline!

Although he had armor on his body, Zhang Qiaobi obviously didn't intend to sit still, and his claws waved out a cold light and rushed towards the sword light.

Mu Ruge was stunned at first when he saw that Zhang Qiaobi wanted to resist the power of the Qingling Sword, and then he was overjoyed, he knew very well the power of this treasure, even the Yuanying Monk might not be able to resist it.

The other party seems to be mainly refining the body, supplemented by qi training, and when he encounters the Qingling sword light, most of them will suffer a big loss!

When the sword light slashed into the black armor, it disappeared silently, as if it had never appeared!

Mu Ruge was shocked, but found that Zhang Qiaobi rubbed her body up, got close to her, and attacked with both hands into claws, left and right!

In such a situation, there was no room to escape, Mu Ruge's face turned pale, and he shook his head and said, "I lost!"

Zhang Qiaobi's hands stopped abruptly, almost stopping against Mu Ruge's face, Mu Ruge thought she was going to be injured, but then she admired her control even more.

"The bloody black dragon Zhang Qiaobi wins!" Tiger Lao's eyes wandered around Zhang Qiang, Zhang Qiaobi, Wan Huaiqing, Fan Shuyao and others, and finally announced loudly, thinking that no matter what, he would envelop these people, so that he could be worthy of the grace of the Holy Lord......'s knowledge!