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On this day, several hills outside the Qingyun Gate were boiling.

An outer disciple named Wang Qian, and an inner disciple Zhang Long want to go to the battle platform! And one side is betting 1,000 lower grade spirit stones, and the other is even more ruthless, directly gambling with his own life.

This news is very sensational, it can be said to be unprecedented, for many years, although the Douzhan Platform has been a place for disciples to settle grievances, it has never been so bizarre and strange today.

The significance of an outer disciple and an inner disciple on the fighting platform is really amazing.

The outer disciple is synonymous with the weak, and the cultivation of the acquired realm.

The inner disciples, at the very least, have the cultivation of the early stage of the congenital stage, and Zhang Long, even among the inner disciples, is not a nobody, but a little famous, and he already has the cultivation of the middle stage of the innate stage at a young age.

Therefore, not only the outer disciples came to the fighting platform in a hurry, but even some inner disciples also came out of curiosity.

Douzhan Terrace is a bloodstained place in Qingyunmen, a mountain shaped like a sharp sword, tall and steep, rising to the sky, but the peak is flat, as if someone erased the mountain with great mana, forming a mountain flat, this mountain peak is called Douzhan Peak.

This is the first time Wang Qian has come to Douzhan Terrace, and he has only heard of the name here before, but he has never seen it.

As soon as he came to the peak of Douzhan Peak, a cold aura came to the surface.

On the dark red flat ground, there are countless complex lines, at a glance, it is dazzling, and countless battle scenes unnaturally appear in my mind, hatred, grievances, and the atmosphere of battle, which makes people's blood boil.

Under Wang Qian's mental induction, he found that the dense runes on this fighting platform contained a faint spiritual light, which seemed to be the power of the Goudong leyline, making the fighting platform as hard as divine iron and indestructible.

"It's really brave for an outer disciple to dare to fight with an inner disciple!"

"Hmph, what kind of bravery, it's stupid, if you want to get rich, you want to go crazy, how can the difference between the acquired realm and the innate realm be so easy to break? I think this Wang Qian, this immortal will also be abolished this time!"

"However, it's been a long time since I've seen such a lively scene!"

The place closest to the fighting platform is a group of young people with extraordinary temperament and majestic heads, these people are all inner disciples of Qingyun Sect, where they are, naturally forming a circle, and the outer disciples are far away from these people, they dare not step forward at all, and the strict level can be seen.

A beautiful mountain peak in Qingyunmen, the aura is dense, the glow is steaming, and the countless golden runes in the void are bright and uncertain, and the immortal family is full of weather, and the people who can live here are all people at the level of the Dharma Protector Elder, and the people who have cultivated at least are also the characters of the Yuan Fetus realm.

"Senior brother, what are you talking about? Wang Qian actually wants to fight with Zhang Hu on the battle platform? How can this be! Let's hurry up and stop him, otherwise it will be too late!"

A crisp voice rang out in a hurry.

The owner who spoke was a girl with bright eyes and bright teeth, and her aura was compelling, and her eyes flashed to show a cunning temperament, and this woman was Wang Gan's acquaintance, Yunlu.

Standing beside him was his senior brother Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing also overheard Wang Qian's news, and immediately came to Yunxia Peak, and as soon as he told Yun Lu, his junior sister was really going out in a hurry.

"Senior sister, the master asked you to retreat here, you can't take half a step out of Yunxia Peak without his permission!"

With a wry smile, Zhou Qing obviously didn't have much to do with his junior sister.

Yunlu, a girl, has lived in Qingyunmen since she was a child, and her father is an elder in the realm of the Yuan Fetus, so she can be said to be a character who is loved by thousands of people, and she has developed an innocent and rude character, and Wang Qian can be regarded as his friend, the experience of going down the mountain is too thrilling to be unforgettable, and now where can I listen to Zhou Qing's persuasion.

"Senior brother, no matter how much, if Daddy wants to punish him, it will be an afterthought, I can't watch Zhou Qing be in danger on the fighting platform, wouldn't I be unkind and unjust?

As soon as Yun Lu's eyes rolled, he found a reason for himself, and no matter what Zhou Qing thought in his heart, he took his hand and left in a hurry.

A simple stone cave, full of aura, full of mysterious and mysterious atmosphere, in front of a middle-aged man, there is a transparent water mirror, in which the shadows of Yunlu and Zhou Qing appear.

Yun Lu's father, Elder Yun Shan, watched his daughter leave in a hurry with a helpless expression.

"This kid ......"

Wang Qian naturally didn't know what happened here, and now he had stepped into the battle platform.

It was like passing through a layer of water waves, and after a slight obstacle, Wang Gan found that he was already inside the fighting platform, and when he looked out at this time, it was already a dark red sky, completely blocking his vision, and even his divine sense could not penetrate it.

In the sound of dada footsteps, Zhang Long appeared in front of Wang Gan.

"Wang Gan, don't say that I won't give you a chance, you are an outer disciple, and I will fight on the platform, I have to say that you are very brave, but you are brave without strength, that is stupid, now kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, maybe I will be merciful and spare your life!"

Zhang Long looked at Wang Qian contemptuously, not taking him seriously at all.

"On the fighting platform, life and death have their own destiny, Zhang Long, why do you bother to talk about it, you don't have to make me look down on you even more!

After Wang Qian coldly spit out a sentence, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at his opponent with obscure eyes.

"Good, good!"

Zhang Long was furious, his face turned red, his whole body was boiling, the golden glow emanated from him, and the sharp breath cut through the air, exploding continuously.

As soon as Wang Qian looked at it, he knew that this Zhang Long was cultivating a metallic technique, with powerful attack power and true yuan condensation and sharpness, which was the most suitable for conquest and killing.

A series of magic seals quickly formed in his hand, hooking the metallic vitality between heaven and earth, and in the blink of an eye, an incomparably sharp golden lightsaber appeared in front of him.

"Jin Yuanjue, a thousand swords!"

Zhang Long's face was like gold paper, and his black hair was emitting a faint golden light, obviously he had made a full attack this time.

Wang Qian felt the sharp pressure in front of him, but he was thinking nonsense in his heart.

"This is the world of cultivators, life is extremely fragile, there is no law, there is no law, only strength is supreme, as for the life or death of others, what do you do?"

At this time, his understanding of Xiuzhen added another layer, just like him and Zhang Long, there was not much grudge, in the final analysis, it was a quarrel, but in the end, he went up to the fighting platform, and this Zhang Long tried his best as soon as he made a move, and the killing machine was hidden, obviously to kill him Wang Qian here.

His eyes were cold, but Wang Gan's heart was extremely calm, and he looked at Zhang Long lightly where he was casting the magic trick, the true yuan surged, and the murderous aura gradually became stronger.

The light and shadow of a handle sword hangs in the void, and the sharp qi machine cuts a qiē, densely packed, it can really be said that thousands of swords come out of the clouds, and the impermanence is not known.

At this moment, outside the fighting platform, it was about to boil, and the inner and outer disciples watched Zhang Long perform the magic tricks, and the weather was surging first, and on the fighting platform, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and the vitality was boiling, and he had the demeanor of a strong man.

Except for a limited number of inner disciples who were indifferent, the other disciples all opened their eyes one by one, scorching and shining, for fear of missing a trace of Zhang Long's movements.

Watching other people fight is also a kind of comprehension of spiritual practice, maybe with an epiphany, you can break through the realm and go to the next level.

"This is Jin Yuanjue, looking at Zhang Long's style of thousands of swords, it is already the peak of the middle stage of the innate stage, maybe it won't be long before there will be one more senior brother in the late stage of the innate gate in the inner gate!"

"That's right, this Jin Yuan Jue has a strong attack power, and in the Five Elements Exercises, it can be regarded as ranking first, this Wang Qian's acquired realm is dead!"

Several inner disciples were discussing on the side, their tones were flat, and they didn't care about the danger that Wang Qian might encounter.

Call!

The wind swept by, and two figures appeared next to the fighting platform, it was Zhou Qing and Yunlu.

As soon as they came, they saw the situation in the arena through the prohibition of the fighting platform.

On one side, there are thousands of swords, and the incomparably sharp aura surges, but on the other side, it is as plain as water.

It's a long story, but when the cultivator shoots, they are all killed with one blow, and under the emergence of killing opportunities, the vitality is surging, and all kinds of magic tricks are bombarded indiscriminately, and if they are a little weaker, it is a world of difference.

"It's not good, Senior Brother Zhou, what is this Wang Qian doing!"

Yunlu's face changed drastically, and she shouted loudly.

Wang Qian naturally didn't care about the shape outside, and when he saw the countless golden sword shadows flickering, he had already shuttled through the void and came to the front.

Even Zhang Long's hideous face was clearly imprinted in his pupils.

His face was flat, Wang Qian slowly stretched out his hand, there was a faint blue light in his white skin, and a trace of pale and simple breath flowed.

"Let's see how strong my body is now. ”

There was a secret movement in his heart, and Wang Gan's face flashed with a faint blue light, and almost no one saw it.

In everyone's incredulous gaze, Wang Gan's palms flipped like swatting flies, slapping fiercely into the void.

Bump! Bump!

An explosion sounded, and under Wang Gan's palm, it burst continuously, without any effect, and it couldn't even crack a wound on his skin.

The scene was thrilling and shocking to the extreme.

"Zhang Long, you can't do it, such Cheng Dù's attack, mid-congenital stage, but that's it!"

Speaking of this, Wang Qianyi was excited, step by step, the boiling and exploding vitality in front of him, the sharp supernatural powers, like paper paste, were all slapped away by him, and countless golden points of light were scattered in the void, like mutated fireflies swimming.

Zhang Long grew his mouth, and he didn't know how the situation happened to the current situation.

"How could it be? How could this be? My Jin Yuanjue, the attack is unparalleled, the edge is unmatched, how can it be broken like this!"

He roared as hard as he could, but Wang Gan had no interest in this battle of the fighting platform at all, and strode forward, a palm imprint on Zhang Long's chest, and the sound of bones breaking was piercing.

"Zhang Long, in this battle, I think you should be convinced, right? ”

Zhang Long's face was pale, his eyes were full of resentment, fear, shame, and all kinds of complicated feelings, but in the end, he took out the storage bag with a painful face and gave a thousand spirit stones to Wang Gan.

It's not that he is willing to give it, but when the two signed the life and death certificate, they had already written the content of the gambling fight on it, and they really left a case record in the Law Enforcement Hall, if they didn't fulfill the contract, Wang Gan would kill him now, and he would die in vain.

Ignoring what kind of mood Zhang Long is in, Wang Qian is in a happy mood, this time he made a casual move, and he got a thousand lower-grade spirit stones, which was faster than robbing the * robbery.

Stepping out of the fighting platform, Wang Gan frowned, there was a chaos outside, everyone looked at him, as if they were looking at a monster, it seemed to be incredible to the extreme, and a sound of inhalation thundered in his ears.

With a turn of his eyes, he actually saw Yunlu and Zhou Qing, although they also appeared here for some reason, they still stepped forward to say hello.

"Senior Brother Zhou, Yunlu, why are you here too?"

Zhou Qing looked at Wang Gan's indifferent expression, and his face was bitter.

"Senior Brother Wang Qian, you, you are really, I don't know what to say. After sighing for a moment, suddenly Zhou Qing seemed to hear something, his face changed greatly, and he stared at Wang Gan's eyes.

"Senior brother, could it be that you, have you really succeeded in cultivating that exercise?"

Without waiting for Wang Qian to speak, Yun Lu couldn't wait to jump up to him and patted him on the shoulder, a pair of crescent-like eyes were about to squint into a curve.

"Senior Brother Wang Qian, yes, it's really powerful, even that dragon was defeated under your hands, I really have eyes like a torch!"

looked like he was honored, which made Wang Qian cry and laugh.

After Wang Qian and Zhou Qing left, the fighting platform became even more frenzied.

At this time, Zhang Hu helped the seriously injured Zhang Long out of the fighting platform with a panicked face.

Now the two brothers can be said to have lost their face and thrown home, their eyes were gloomy, and they left with pale faces, and they didn't know where to lick their wounds.

A few inner disciples who didn't care much about it saw Zhang Long's fate, all of them turned pale and left with gloomy expressions.

Only a group of outer disciples were still talking.