In the gloomy sky, fluttering snowflakes fell on the Shuanghu platform.

The power of Jiao Peng's flying sword gradually revealed, Qin Wen was still struggling to block, and the spectators below were already accustomed to seeing the competition of high-level monks on the Double Tiger Stage, and they couldn't raise too much interest in this kind of Xuanshi lower level to the Xuan's apprentice period, if it weren't for the bet in his hand, it is estimated that few people would stay here to watch.

Seeing the flying sword flying beside him, Qin Wen cautiously used the Canglong Eight Style to defend his body, he knew that his advantage was in close combat, whether it was against Lu Ziyan or the elders of the Du family, they were all in a position where the Yan Dragon Spear could attack.

Now Jiao Peng is just using his vitality to manipulate the flying sword, and his body is ten zhang away from him, if he continues to fight like this, his vitality will be exhausted, and Jiao Peng can easily defeat himself.

And now, even if he uses the fusion of the two techniques, he is not sure that he can hit Jiao Peng, who is ten zhang away, in case Jiao Peng escapes his own killing style, then on the other hand, his own vitality is completely consumed, and he will only be slaughtered by others.

At this time, Qin Wen's heart couldn't help but think hard about how to solve this dilemma, and Jiao Peng on the other side seemed not to be in a hurry or impatient, although he didn't know much about Qin Wen, but against a monk with a lower cultivation than himself, this kind of attritional style of play was undoubtedly the safest.

After about half a pillar of incense, the spectators below gradually became a little noisy, and they all saw Jiao Peng's thoughts, and the people below all discussed this kind of unornamental and extremely time-consuming play.

Even the gentlemen in the capital who Jiao Zhang invited to watch complained one after another, and a few boring slaves actually made bets on the end time of the game.

Qin Wen saw that he was standing here and blindly passively blocking was not a solution, just when Jiao Peng's sword technique was coherent, he took a few steps back, and then saw a flaw, and flew towards the other side of the Double Tiger Stage.

There was a mile radius on these two tiger platforms, and Qin Wen moved at this time, although Jiao Peng's flying sword chased after him, but he blocked it for a while, and then flew to the other side.

Seeing Jiao Peng standing firmly in the middle of the Double Tiger Stage, while Qin Wen was circling around the edge of the stage, the spectators below couldn't help but boo.

Han Duan looked at the situation above with some concern at this time and said, "The teacher is a little troublesome now." ”

Qian San also shook his head with a sigh and said: "After all, this Xuantu period is one level different from the Xuanshi period, Jiao Peng's vitality is obviously higher than that of Qin Feng, it seems that if Qin Xian wants to win, it will be a little difficult." ”

Han Duan knew that the difficulties he said were also on his own face, and no matter who was in the situation on the field, he could see that Qin Wen didn't even have the slightest hope of winning now, so he set his sights on Lu Mo, who had bought Qin Wen to win.

Lu Mo's face was unusually flat, and he said casually: "It's still a long time, Qin Gongzi is looking for an opportunity, but this Jiao Peng is too calm, and if it takes another half an hour, it is estimated that Qin Gongzi will only be able to fight." ”

When Qian San heard Lu Mo's words, he couldn't help but feel a little curious in his heart, he didn't understand that Lu Mo would have so much confidence in Qin Wen, he looked at the crowd around him, and quietly laid a soundproof barrier near the three of him, and then asked, "Is there any other powerful move that Qin Xian hasn't used?"

Lu Mo had already sensed the soundproof barrier at this time, so he looked at Han Duan and said, "Qin Gongzi has the skill of physical cultivation, and he must be close to show his power, and he has been looking for an opportunity to get close from the beginning. ”

Han Duan said with some doubts: "Dan Master's cultivation of physical cultivation, I have never heard the teacher mention this. ”

Lu Mo said with a conceited face: "I have been in the Hu tribe for hundreds of years, as long as I am physically cultivating, I can see that the Yuan Power in my body is running, and now Qin Gongzi's Yuan Power has also reached the level of the middle level of the Xuan Disciples, as long as I can get close, it is relatively easy to use the spear refined from the purple pulp to break through the opponent's defense." ”

Han Duan thought about it, except for the Holy Master, most of the Hu tribe were physical cultivators, and what Lu Mo said should be true, so he continued to cast his eyes on the stage, watching how Qin Wen was looking for a chance to get close.

Qian San heard Lu Mo's words, and also understood that he would put hundreds of spirit stones on Qin Wen's body, so he removed the sound barrier and carefully observed the situation on the stage.

More than a dozen rounds have passed, and Qin Wen's fluttering figure has always surrounded Jiao Peng, from about ten zhang at the beginning, to more than ten zhang after the body moves, and now it is gradually approaching the distance of seven or eight zhang.

Jiao Peng didn't pay attention to this change, he knew that the closer Qin Wen was to him, the more powerful the Yuan Qi on his sword technique would be, according to the estimation in his heart, in another half an hour, Qin Wen's Yuan Qi would be exhausted, and he would be able to easily take Qin Wen's life at that time.

The strong sword qi has never left the vital point of Qin Wen, and there have been more than a dozen scratches of different lengths on his clothes, although he has not seen blood yet, but the strands of cloth fluttering in the wind, compared with Jiao Peng, who is swaying at will, it can also be seen that Qin Wen's situation is very critical.

Calculating the distance that he could approach in each style, and then resisting Jiao Peng's attack, Qin Wen quickly judged the situation on the field, he had already seen that Jiao Peng was not too vigilant about his approach, which also made him slightly relieved.

Five zhang, four zhang, three zhang, the vitality on the sword technique is becoming more and more powerful, Qin Wen's robe is almost twisted into strips of cloth, now he only has the distance between himself and Jiao Peng in his eyes, the moves of the Yanlong spear are useless in the face of absolute strength, Qin Wen has to do his best to protect the vital parts.

"Click, click. The two sword lights broke through the defense of the Yan Dragon Spear, and a little blood splashed on the left leg with the tip of the sword, and Qin Wen's figure couldn't help but stagnate.

At this time, Xiang Hao, who was sitting in the orchid wine shop, saw this scene, and couldn't help but stand up, and the Zeng man opposite showed a faint smile and said: "Childe, your offering is not simple, he uses this kind of life-sacrificing move, and he should have the skill of physical cultivation." ”

Xiang Hao thought about it at this time, and said with some doubts: "Qin Xianfeng and I came back from Biansai together this time, and I haven't seen his skills in cultivating physical cultivation. Lord Zeng, the situation on the field is already more dangerous, I think it is better to let the team below end this competition as soon as possible. ”

As soon as his words fell, the situation on the field changed a little, Qin Wen had successfully approached the distance of two zhang, and the price he paid was two blood marks on his left arm, and he felt that the distance was enough for him to perform the fusion of the two kinds of martial arts.

Qin Wen let out a loud shout, avoiding the flying sword that stabbed at his right rib, the Nine Turns of the Flame Yang Jue and the Canglong Jue in his body were running at the same time, and a huge aura spread on the Double Tiger Platform, and the edge on the tip of the Yanlong spear suddenly grew nearly two feet, and the light purple that was still shining just now had deepened a lot.

Jiao Peng also felt the change in Qin Wen at this time, he knew that Qin Wen was about to explode, so he gritted his teeth and accelerated his attack, and the flying sword instantly stabbed into the empty space under Qin Wen's ribs, wanting to force Qin Wen to return to the gun to block.

However, Qin Wen's performance at this time surprised everyone, he did not care about the flying sword that had pierced into his ribs, but did not hesitate to stab Jiao Peng's chest with the Yan Dragon Spear.

This is a lose-lose fight, but Jiao Peng is not worried, before pulling out the flying sword from Qin Wen's ribs, he has already prepared a defense of vitality in front of him, he knows that with his own defense, a Xuantu stage monk like Qin Wen, even if he holds a Xuan-level high-grade magic weapon, it will be difficult to break it.

And now that his flying sword has hit Qin Wen hard, as long as he can block Qin Wen's blow with defense, and then pull out the flying sword Xiangshang, he can follow Jiao Zhang's arrangement, and Qin Wen's life will be killed.

However, a faint mocking smile appeared on his face, but he saw that the Yan Dragon Spear quickly reached the front of his Yuan Qi defense, touched the Yuan Qi shield of the defense, and the purple light on the tip of the gun flashed, and the Yan Dragon Spear appeared directly on Jiao Peng's chest.

A huge coercion pressed him out of breath, Jiao Peng didn't expect Qin Wen's attack to be so sharp, he secretly said in his heart that it was not good, instinctively retreated and took a step back, but he didn't expect the speed of the Yanlong spear to be beyond his imagination, and the skin under his chest suddenly felt a burst of coldness.

Qin Wen poured all his vitality into the Yanlong Spear, although Jiao Peng avoided the fatal chest, but the tip of the spear still pierced into Jiao Peng's abdomen, and as the vitality on the Yanlong Spear poured like a tide, Jiao Peng was like a fallen leaf fluttering in the wind, and was directly thrown out of the Double Tiger Stage.

After a crisp sound when Jiao Peng fell to the stage, there was a sudden silence in front of the Shuanghu stage, which was still noisy just now.

Everyone was stunned, Jiao Zhang couldn't believe his eyes, he looked at Qin Wen on the stage with his big mouth open stupidly, now Qin Wen was still pierced with Jiao Peng's flying sword between his ribs, the bright red blood stains were unusually conspicuous on the long shirt that had been divided into strips, although the light of the Yanlong spear in his hand was much dimmer, but the blood dripping from the tip of the spear still made people's hearts palpitate.

After a few breaths, the people in the audience reacted, most of them threw out their gambling tickets and cursed loudly, while Lu Mo happily said to Han Duan and Qian San: "Win, win, Qian Steward, you are looking for the most haode restaurant in the capital, I have a treat today." ”

Xiang Kuang, who was sitting on the Tianxiang Tower, didn't expect this kind of result, and still looked at Li Yi in disbelief and said, "He actually won?"

Li Yi said indifferently: "Didn't Childe say just now, whether you win or lose, it is beneficial and harmless to us." ”

At this moment, Jiao Peng, who had already fallen under the stage, looked at the wound between his chest and abdomen, looked at Qin Wen on the stage fiercely, and suddenly took out a black palm-sized array plate from his storage bag, and bit the tip of his tongue directly.