Suddenly hearing the transmission of the ancestor in the clan, Xiao Songyuan was also stunned in his heart.

The ancestor reminded him so solemnly, indicating that the monk on the other side must have some means that he did not know. In his heart, he couldn't help but secretly raise his vigilance a little.

Seeing another old monk from the Double Snake Valley on the stage, Qin Fengming's face had already calmed down. smiled slightly: "Xiao Daoyou said that he was joking, Wei was also lucky, and he defeated the previous two Daoyou by chance, and I hope that when Xiao Daoyou competes, it is good for his subordinates to be merciful." ”

Seeing that the monk on the opposite side was not suspended in the air, Qin Fengming's body moved, and he also landed on the stone platform.

For the middle-aged monk in front of him, it was the old man surnamed Xiao surnamed Chengdan who presided over the competition, and he was also very curious. This middle-aged man has a calm face and can't see the slightest brilliance, but when he fights, he has frequent means, making the opponent unguardable.

Such a vigilant and powerful person, even himself, has the idea of taking Qin Fengming as an apprentice.

Seeing Zuihou a monk from the Double Snake Valley appearing, the scene became silent, this can be described as an ultimate battle, both sides have powerful means in their bodies, and no one can judge who will kill the deer at this time.

After the two sides stood still and no longer answered, the old man surnamed Xiao Chengdan made a gesture of competition.

As the old man's command was issued, a layer of white light shield suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Songyuan, this light shield was extremely thick and extremely tough. Judging from the energy fluctuations that flashed there, there was no doubt that it was a top-level defensive spirit weapon.

Seeing that the other party was so careful, Qin Fengming smiled slightly in his heart, but he didn't make the slightest move, just stared at the other party tightly, as if waiting for the other party to make a move.

After sacrificing the light shield, Xiao Songyuan did not stop his hands at all, and waved them again and again, and when he landed, two black flying snakes with a length of many feet appeared in the air, and they were the two flying black snakes, and the level had even reached the level of a second-grade high-grade demon beast.

The flying snake is highly venomous, and is very good at spewing poisonous juice, and the monk can be killed if he gets a little contaminated with it. And it's extremely fast, making it hard to guard against.

Seeing that the other party still had two such powerful spirit beasts in his body, Qin Fengming also waved his hand and released the huge spider, and under the shaking of the huge body, he immediately intercepted the two flying black snakes.

Although the level of the spider is much higher than that of the flying snake, under the strong urging of the other party, it is extremely difficult to kill the two flying snakes that move extremely quickly in a moment. When they landed, the three demon beasts were immediately entangled in the air, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

His spirit beast was blocked, Xiao Songyuan did not have a different color, and then his hands continued to wave, and a soft thing flew out of his hand, spread out in the air, and immediately turned into two huge silk cloths the size of two zhang.

Qin Fengming looked at it fixedly, this silk cloth flashed with huge energy fluctuations, and it turned out to be two top-level spiritual weapons. On the silk cloth, there are a large number of shiny spikes, as many as thousands.

This must be the mandarin duck thousand needles that Xiao Qinghao said.

Looking at the two huge silk cloths, Qin Fengming also raised his vigilance, since Xiao Qinghao solemnly mentioned it, it means that this spirit weapon must be difficult to deal with, and he doesn't want to fall in front of this spirit weapon.

Just as Qin Fengming was concentrating on watching, the two pieces of silk cloth were spinning and rushing towards the place where they were.

Qin Fengming would not be restrained, and with a wave of his hand, two giant blades flew out of his sleeves, turning into huge blades two or three zhang long, slashing towards the two pieces of silk cloth respectively.

"Bang, bang"

With two dull sounds, the two powerful giant blades seemed to be slashed on top of the dough, without any touch. Just when Qin Fengming was surprised, he saw that under the shaking of the silk cloth, the two giant blades were actually thrown out by one of them, and under the control of Qin Fengming's divine thoughts, they were re-stabilized.

This change made Qin Fengming also surprised.

After a pause, the two pieces of silk cloth immediately shook and wrapped towards Qin Fengming again.

Seeing this, Qin Fengming didn't know how to deal with it for a while, and as soon as his body moved, Biyun Lost Trace Body Technique came out and immediately began to dodge around the arena.

Looking at the phenomenon just now, even if there are a few more spiritual weapons, it is difficult to effectively block the cloth.

Under the blocking of the two giant blades, the speed of the silk cloth was greatly affected, and if he wanted to wrap Qin Fengming, he couldn't.

With his body technique, although Qin Fengming is not in danger, but this situation is not good for him, he has no means to attack the other party, but he himself is always on guard, and at the same time, the mana consumed is much more than the other party.

In the face of this kind of spiritual weapon, for a while, it made Qin Fengming unable to deal with it. If you attack with a fire bullet, but the opponent's spiritual weapon is a silk cloth, under the movement, only one side of the attack, there will be a very small number of fire bombs attacked, it is bound to be difficult to cause much damage to it.

Looking at the rapid body of the middle-aged monk opposite, Xiao Songyuan was also unable for a while, although the power of the Mandarin Duck Thousand Needle Pocket was extraordinary, but its speed, compared with the other party, was inferior.

But it didn't look anxious at all, until this time, it only sacrificed a spiritual weapon, although it was two pieces of silk cloth, but it appeared in a set, and when it was driven, it only needed to consume a spiritual artifact mana.

But the other party was driving two top-level spiritual weapons, and at the same time, he couldn't help but dodge. His own mana is not as deep as his own, and the longer it lasts, the more beneficial it will be to himself, thinking of this, he stared at the middle-aged monk opposite with cold eyes without any urgency.

At this time, Qin Fengming no longer wanted to expose the fire reckless talisman, but it was difficult to effectively defeat these two spiritual weapons.

While fleeing, his mind flashed, and his divine sense searched carefully in the storage ring on his body, trying to find a spiritual weapon to resist this difficult silk cloth.

Suddenly, a black thing appeared in his divine consciousness, this thing was black all over, like an ink bucket, it was obtained from the Demon Mountain Sect monk's ink cloud bucket, this spiritual weapon is extremely evil, can defile the opponent's spiritual weapon. In the face of these two silk cloth spiritual weapons, it should have a great effect.

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Fengming immediately stopped, and with a wave of his hand, he sacrificed the Moyun Dou into the air, and suddenly turned into a black thing the size of several zhang.

Under the urging of the divine thought, when he landed, a very foul-smelling black juice spat out from the huge black matter, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a dozen zhang in size. Immediately stopped in front of the two silk cloths. Then he tumbled and walked towards the two pieces of silk cloth.

Seeing that the other party actually sacrificed such a Yin Evil Spirit Weapon, Xiao Songyuan was also shocked in his heart, but he only paused for a moment, and then with a divine thought, the silk cloth shook violently, and then under the high-speed rotation, he wanted to pass under the black juice.

But what surprised him greatly was that as soon as his silk cloth came into contact with the jet-black juice, he immediately felt an extremely thick stickiness coming, and even the shaking of the silk cloth became extremely difficult.

Xiao Songyuan, who had extremely rich experience in fighting, was shocked, and immediately urged his mind to urge him hard, and the two pieces of silk cloth broke free from the black juice with great difficulty.