Jiang Yan shot ruthlessly, with a sharp sword, and he didn't leave any affection.

A low exclamation erupted from the crowd of onlookers in the ring, and it was clear that many people thought the battle was decided.

Fu Xiu in battle, whether it is throwing the talisman or arranging the formation, it requires a certain operating distance.

Basically, as long as he is close to the body by the sword cultivator, in the case of the same cultivation, the Fu cultivator will only be pressed and beaten, and the space for operation will become very small.

On the ring, Jiang Muyao's face did not change at all, and she jumped back two steps to dodge Jiang Yan's attack.

On the contrary, it wasn't even a matter of Jiang Yan slashing the air with a sword, he even staggered forward and planted half a step forward to stabilize his figure.

A talisman exploded behind Jiang Yan's back, blowing up a small hole in his gorgeous brocade.

The noise under the ring was quiet for a moment, and then it started shouting again, obviously because the direction of the game was beyond the expectations of many people.

"That sword cultivator little ghost! What's the matter with you! ”

"It's so close, and you haven't cut it yet! Are you blind? ”

"Hey, hey, I just made a bet! If you let Lao Tzu compensate, Lao Tzu won't spare you! ”

"What's the fun, she's a Fu Xiu, your sword is in front of your face, and you still let people run away?"

"Am I wrong? That girl's talisman seems to have turned a corner? ”

Ling Miao crossed her arms and squinted her eyes the moment Jiang Muyao made a move, her long-term experience of being beaten made her very sensitive to the attacks of others.

She finally knew now why Jiang Muyao's realm was obviously not higher than Jiang Yan or Lin Xia, and even under the premise of being lower than Lin Xia's realm, her talisman could be accurate one by one.

Because of Jiang Muyao's attack line, it will turn around.

It's like you've been trained.

Those thin talismans, after Jiang Muyao made a move, were like boomerangs, drawing large or small arcs in the air, and randomly pasting them on the target's body, which was really difficult to guard.

Jiang Yan obviously hadn't fought seriously with Jiang Muyao before, so he was caught off guard by such a strange attack, and he was really caught off guard for a while.

I saw that on the ring, Jiang Muyao's talisman flew around, turning out large and small arcs and flying towards Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan is also a monk in the Jindan period after all, and he has also experienced the secret realms of all sizes on weekdays, so he quickly calmed down, and while adjusting his position, he swung his sword to cut off the talisman flying from all directions.

His strength is not weak, and he is engrossed in dealing with Jiang Muyao's talisman, and there is no talisman that can get close to him for a while.

But this also gave Jiang Muyao an opportunity to open up her position and have room to operate.

For a while, the two in the ring fought back and forth.

The situation is gradually stalemate.

The onlookers around had obviously rarely seen the battle between Sword Cultivator and Fu Xiu back and forth, and the atmosphere was warm again.

"Oops! Fu Xiu can fight sword cultivation like this? ”

"This little girl can!"

"This little talisman is lost, there is something!"

"Little brother! Cut her! Slash her! Don't embarrass our sword cultivators! ”

"Come on! What are you cowardly! If it's posted, it's posted! Isn't it all over with a sword! ”

Ling Miao watched from the side for a while, feeling that the battle between Jiang Muyao and Jiang Yan couldn't end for a while, so she wandered to other places.

In the entire basement, where the crowd gathers, except around the ring where the competition is taking place, is the location of the betting table.

Ling Miao leaned over with interest, and used her height advantage to drill into the innermost layer of the crowd.

The little guy props up the edge of the table and looks to see how the bets are going.

During the Zongmen Competition, the most popular area to bet on is naturally which sect can obtain the top position in the Zongmen Competition.

In the center of the crowd, several big men were discussing which sect to bet on.

"Brothers, who do you think will be the leader of this sect competition?"

"It can't still be the Yuehua Sect, right? Yuehua Sect has won two consecutive championships! The odds are so low that the Moon Suppression Huazong is boring! ”

"But isn't that Duan Yunzhou of the Yuehua Sect the only alchemist among the four sects? This alone is enough for them to get rid of other sects in the Yuehua Sect! ”

"Hey! This used to be the case, but this year, didn't their sect newly collect the waste of the gas refining period as a personal inheritance? In this way, their strength will definitely be greatly reduced! Their sect is equivalent to one less combat power than the other four sects, isn't it? ”

"Yes, I don't know what kind of wind the sect master of the Yuehua Sect smoked, isn't this equivalent to directly messing up? No matter how powerful Duan Yunzhou is, it is still a little difficult to fight with one enemy and two, after all, those four family traditions, but everyone is a veritable celestial pride! ”

"It's time for this position to be replaced! I heard that the Xuanling Sect has received two new family heirs, and I don't know what the strength is. But the one I'm most optimistic about right now is the Fire Leaving Sect! Their senior brother Fang Zhuchen is also very powerful! ”

"Yin Wuzong is not bad, and that sect is full of militants, it feels very bloody!"

Everyone, you say a word to me.

It reached Ling Miao's ears and was summarized into five big characters.

Yuehuazong, no.

Being told to your face that you can't do it is tolerable, but it is unbearable!

The little girl was immediately unhappy, she propped herself up a little higher, threw a bag of high-grade spirit stones into the betting table, and shouted crisply: "Ten thousand high-grade spirit stones, I will press the Moon Huazong!" ”

The surrounding crowd was silent for a second, and their eyes instantly focused on the little girl, and then a burst of laughter erupted.

Such a small little girl, throwing out such a large number of high-grade spirit stones, is still the Yuehuazong that everyone is not optimistic about.

It's funny.

"Hahaha! Where did the kids come from? Stupid or not! ”

"Why is there no one watching, aren't you afraid of losing all the spirit stones in the sect?"

"That's it! Yuehuazong has a waste of the Qi refining period this year, and everyone knows that they have no chance with the leader! ”

The laughter on one end attracted the attention of several people on the other side.

Shen Tu Lie, He Xing, and Su Yu had just had a quarrel with a few disciples of other sects not long ago, and they walked into the basement with a gloomy face and a few disciples who had a quarrel with them.

During the Great Competition of the Sect, the security of Fan Yuncheng was very strict, and they couldn't fight on the street at all, so they were going to come over and ask for a ring, and torture these disciples who were not long-eyed, so that they could know who their father was.

But before the person reached the betting table, he found that in front of him, several big men were laughing around a little girl.

They frowned slightly, and the group looked like they were bullying the child.

Until they saw clearly, the child who was surrounded in the middle turned out to be a well-known problem child, Ling Miao.

(End of chapter)