Chapter 213: Nine Deaths and One Life

At this moment, there was an embarrassing scene on the field, the thin man was afraid after seeing Fan Shuyao's divine dragon method, and at this moment he was a little scared when he heard that Hu Lao wanted to come to the stage by himself, and looked at Huang Weicheng's reluctance to come down, and said: "Senior Brother Huang, Hu Lao has let you come down, don't hesitate! Although the strength of the junior brother is low, he has the heart to help the senior brother take a bad breath and teach the scholar a lesson!"

Huang Weicheng frowned and thought to himself: "The scholar's method is powerful, but he is not proficient. I suffered a big loss before because I underestimated him, if the thin man defeated him, wouldn't it make everyone in the Holy Land think that my strength was not as good as the thin man? Hmph, Dao Qi, this waste, the few disciples recruited are all this virtue, and they always want to take advantage of it, I'm not that stupid!"

Tiger Lao said before that after letting the thin man come to power, he would no longer pay attention to Huang Weicheng, as the referee of the gambling fight, he was somewhat dignified, and more importantly, he had this strength, and he frowned slightly when he heard Huang Weicheng's words at this time.

"It turns out that this kid's name is Zhang Qiang, and he doesn't seem to be anything special, how did he be included in Jiang Chengzi's family?" The old man looked at Zhang Qiang, flipped it with one hand, and took out a jade slip, which recorded the list of disciples of the Daoyan Holy Land, and quickly found Zhang Qiang's information.

Zhang Qiang felt that a divine consciousness swept over him, and his heart moved, and he immediately dispersed the power method running in his body, and to outsiders, he looked like an ordinary mid-stage foundation building monk, without any special features.

"The master asked me to participate in the Dragon Sacrifice Ceremony instead of Jiang Chengzi, I can't just make a move, I can take this opportunity to see the methods of those genius disciples in the Daoyan Holy Land!" Zhang Qiang simply crossed his arms around his chest and watched the gambling fight. No longer pay attention to the prying eyes of the tiger elder.

Huang Weicheng saw that the tiger old man ignored himself. Anger in the heart. With a cold snort, he ran directly towards the scholar, and at the same time, his hands became claws, and he waved out a series of cold rays and attacked directly.

"Tiger Lao has some means, but he may not be much higher than me! As long as I teach this kid a lesson, he will definitely turn a blind eye!" Huang Weicheng held this thought, and when he saw Fan Shuyao showing a panicked look, he was overjoyed. He thought: "This kid really has little experience in fighting, and he is cowardly at the moment, how can he catch my blow?

Thinking of this, Huang Weicheng's hand was faster, and the claw shadows directly shrouded Fan Shuyao.

"Scholar stand back!" Wan Huaiqing had been injured before, his face was a little pale, and he cried out anxiously when he saw this little junior brother's stunned appearance and did not know how to resist.

But Fan Shuyao really has no experience in fighting, although he has the guidance of the "Heavenly Hanging Elephant" exercises, but he always only has the experience of fighting Wan Huaiqing.

The most important thing is that Wan Huaiqing touched his weakness early. Defeat him every time before he strikes, and that's it. Fan Shuyao was even more unconfident, and when he saw Huang Weicheng attacking, he was at a loss.

"Fly with a broom!" Zhang Qiang's lips moved slightly, and at this moment, the voice was twisted into a thread, which was directly transmitted to Fan Shuyao's ears, Fan Shuyao's expression moved, and he hurriedly put away the beast brush and replaced it with a broom, but seeing that Huang Weicheng had arrived in front of him, he panicked, his hand shook, and he almost knocked the broom to the ground.

"What kind of treasure is this?" Huang Weicheng looked stunned when he saw the scholar take out an inconspicuous broom, and stayed in place, revealing a look of jealousy.

He had never seen someone with such a strange treasure, and when he saw it for the first time, he couldn't help but beat the drum in his heart, but no matter how he looked at it, the other party was just an ordinary broom, which looked very strange.

Huang Weicheng said: "What are you doing with a broom?" He was already convinced that the scholar had no experience in fighting, and when he asked like this at this moment, he thought that the other party would definitely answer truthfully when he was nervous, if it was an ordinary broom, he would definitely not spare the scholar, if it was really a strange treasure, he should be wary of it early.

How did he know that the scholar was even more nervous than he expected, his face was pale at this time, and Ai Ai said: "This is...... Broom...... Flight...... I...... I ......"

"Sure enough, it's a broom!" Huang Weicheng quickly attacked after hearing the word "broom", but then when he heard the word "flying", he couldn't help but pause, and stopped his body stiffly, and saw that the scholar "I ......" for a long time and couldn't speak, and said angrily: "What am I, what am I? What are you doing with a broken broom?"

The scholar was speechless in a hurry, and behind him, Wan Huaiqing finally regained his strength in the palace, and sneered: "Of course you have swept away the garbage with a broken broom!"

"Sweeping the garbage?" Huang Weicheng whispered, instantly understood that Wan Huaiqing was scolding him for garbage, and said fiercely: "Your recovery speed is faster than I expected, but it's not enough for me to watch! I advise you to get off the stage as soon as possible, otherwise don't blame me for destroying the flowers!"

Wan Huaiqing strode forward, patted him on the shoulder when he passed by Fan Shuyao and said, "Little junior brother, don't be nervous, with Sister Qing here, garbage can't hurt you!" and said: "You bastard, the old lady didn't warm up just now, you did it, do you have a little demeanor? Now that the old lady has finished warming up, she wants to fight again!"

"Look for death!" Huang Weicheng gritted his teeth, glared at the broom in Fan Shuyao's hand, and with a horizontal heart, he rubbed his body up, and his fists came out together, hitting Fan Shuyao and Wan Huaiqing respectively.

"Your opponent is me!" Wan Huaiqing snorted coldly, turned his hands into claws, and greeted him on the left and the right.

The fists and palms intersected and made a dull snapping sound, Wan Huaiqing's body was covered with a mysterious blue light, which was getting more and more prosperous at the moment, if he was in the forest, he was afraid that he would be confused into green grass and trees!

Wan Huaiqing's origin didn't even know Zhang Qiang, she only knew that she had the blood of the dragon clan but she didn't know how powerful it was, and the blue light at this time was the manifestation of the power of the bloodline's origin, and the more she fought, the more courageous she became, and her strength improved unconsciously.

After the blow, Wan Huaiqing took five steps back, and Huang Weicheng took a step back.

"It's really strange, this woman's strength has improved so much?" Huang Weicheng frowned, his heart was really moved with murderous intent, and he quietly changed his magic trick, and shouted: "Fierce Blood Divine Power!"

I saw a red light on his body, like a flame but darker, like blood but lighter, at the same time, his eyes were bloody, and there was a rumbling sound from his body.

"Body Refiner!" There was a burst of exclamations from the audience, they all knew that Huang Weicheng's spiritual power was extremely powerful, but they didn't expect the other party to use the magic power of a body refiner at this moment!

"Refiner, isn't right!" Zhang Qiang frowned, feeling that although Huang Weicheng's methods looked very similar to those of a refiner, there was still a clear difference.

Because after Huang Weicheng used his means, there was no sign of expansion of the muscles and bones in his body, but they were shrinking, and even his height seemed to be a little shorter.

"What kind of means is this? It seems to be stimulating potential, is it the blood-burning method that Sister Qing and the others mentioned?" Zhang Qiang was puzzled, his eyes turned, he looked at Wan Huaiqing's blank expression, and thought: "It seems that it is not a blood-burning method!" This method is strange everywhere, I'm afraid that Sister Qing is not an opponent!"

When he was thinking about how to avoid Wan Huaiqing and the others from being injured, Huang Weicheng on the stage had already come to Wan Huaiqing and smashed it with a punch.

Wan Huaiqing looked at the cold color at the corner of the other party's mouth, and couldn't help but tighten her heart, but if she avoided it at this moment, Fan Shuyao would be the first to bear the brunt, and in desperation, she had to wave her claws up, wanting to resist a hard blow.

"Sister Qing......" Fan Shuyao felt like nails on his feet, and he couldn't lift them, but looking at Wan Huaiqing's appearance in front of him, he was anxious.

"Little junior brother, everything has Sister Qing, you don't have to be afraid!" Wan Huaiqing glanced at Fan Shuyao, gritted his teeth and rushed forward, just intersecting with Huang Weicheng in an instant.

After a bang, Huang Weicheng's body didn't move, but Wan Huaiqing flew upside down like a kite with a broken string......

Seeing Wan Huaiqing flying past him, Fan Shuyao reached out to pick it up painfully, but his physical fitness was no different from that of a mortal, and before his hand touched someone, Wan Huaiqing had already fallen heavily to the ground!

"We admit defeat!" Qian Xiaoqian shouted loudly with wide eyes in the audience, and his voice echoed throughout the gambling arena: "We admit defeat......"

"Admit defeat, it's too late!" Huang Weicheng narrowed his eyes, once his blood magic power was used, he could almost increase his strength by forty percent.

He didn't have to look at it at the moment, he was sure that the woman was already dead!

"I didn't lose!" A hoarse and muffled voice sounded, and everyone found that Wan Huaiqing, who had a large blood flower on her chest, stood up again, looked at Huang Weicheng hatefully, and said, "Do you want the old lady to die? It's not that easy!"

Huang Weicheng's face changed, and he looked Wan Huaiqing up and down in disbelief, and saw that the other party had no sign of checkmate except for spurting out a large amount of blood, and said angrily: "You are not dead?

Glancing at the old referee, seeing that he had no intention of interfering, Huang Weicheng flashed out in his heart, and grabbed Wan Huaiqing's neck directly with five fingers.

If this trick is successful, with Huang Weicheng's peak strength, Wan Huaiqing's neck will have to leave five blood holes, and it will be really difficult to save the immortals at that time!

"Sister Qing!" Fan Shuyao helped Wan Huaiqing, pointed at Huang Weicheng with one hand, and said to Ai Ai: "You...... You can't hurt Sister Qing!"

Huang Weicheng sneered: "Waste!" The offensive in his hand did not stop, his body moved forward rapidly, Qian Xiaoqian's face changed greatly, and he yelled at the referee: "Old Tiger, we admit defeat!"

Hu Lao frowned and didn't speak, but squinted at Huang Weicheng's side, his eyes were cold.

"You ......" Qian Xiaoqian saw that Hu Lao had no intention of stopping him, his face turned pale with anger, his teeth bit his tongue, and his mouth was full of fishy gas.

I saw him clasp his hands together, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and suddenly shouted: "Open!"

A wave of air swept by, and the prohibition on the gambling table shook violently, and the white formation light curtain was distorted and deformed, as if it would burst at any time!

"What is his origin? Can he really break the ban on the formation? Could it be that he can give full play to the strength of the peak of Yuanying?" The people in the audience immediately became speechless, and they were all surprised by the strength that Xiao Qian exerted.

Zhang Qiang saw that no matter how the light mask was transformed, it could eventually return to its original state, and he knew that it was not easy to break the formation with brute force, and at this time, seeing that Wan Huaiqing was in a crisis but had no time to help, he shouted: "Scholar, push Sister Qing off the gambling table!" (To be continued......)