Seeing that the fireball talisman didn't play a big role, it was easily dodged by the other party. Yan Aomei frowned, feeling a lot of pain, and said secretly in her heart: "The monks who can rush into the finals are really extraordinary, I originally thought that with the fireball magic talisman seal, I couldn't win the other party, and I could also consume about half of the opponent's mana, but now it seems that I underestimated the other party! If you don't take out the real spirit weapon, I'm afraid it will be difficult to win the other party!"

The middle-aged monk obviously caught the change in Yan Aomei's expression, and said with a laugh: "It's better for a beautiful woman to withdraw from the ring and admit defeat! Such a delicate beauty, if she is injured by my next attack, it will be a big disaster!"

The middle-aged monk warned Yan Aomei, and then took out a round black iron cylinder spirit weapon from the storage bag, and aimed the mouth of the cylinder at Yan Aomei, looking at the situation, if Yan Aomei did not agree, she would use the spirit weapon immediately.

"Joke, just with your meridian soul breaking nail, you want to force me to obey, you also think too highly of yourself!"

Yan Aomei smiled, and did not have any fear of the Meridian Soul Breaking Nail taken out by the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk had great confidence in the Meridian Soul Breaking Nail launched from this dark iron tube in his hand, which was made of cold gold iron and more than ten kinds of filthy blood, which could be soaked for hundreds of days before it could be refined, and it had a certain effect.

This nail broke through the monk's defensive shield, hit the body, scratched a little skin, and the filthy qi directly attacked the dantian, greatly damaging the essence of the monks in the dantian who had worked hard to cultivate.

Under normal circumstances, monks would not refine or even use such evil spirit weapons. However, there is no explicit prohibition on refining and using them in the immortal cultivation world, so the monks who have the secret recipe for refining evil spirit weapons, because they see the powerful power of this kind of evil spirit weapons, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not move their crooked thoughts to try to refine some extremely poisonous evil spirit weapons.

The reason why the middle-aged monk was able to rush into the finals was that this meridian soul breaking nail played a decisive role, and now he saw that Yan Aomei didn't care at all. I couldn't help but be nameless in my heart, gritted my teeth and said: "Beauty, don't think that you are a child of the Yan family, I don't dare to kill you." It's a big deal, after hurting you, I'll give you the antidote immediately, although you can't die, but it's not good to live a crime, or listen to my advice, admit defeat and go to the ring immediately!"

Obviously, the middle-aged monk didn't want to offend the Yan family, but it was impossible for him to give up his ranking in the finals because of this.

"It's impossible for me to admit defeat, if you're confident, then use your Meridian Soul Breaker Nail and let me see its power, is it as notorious as rumored!"

Yan Aomei was not moved at all, and suddenly took out a small round and palm-sized mirror in her hand, and the faint purple light emitted by the small mirror faintly wrapped her graceful figure.

"Purple Mirror! Yan Nanwu has lent you this mirror to use, no wonder you dare to challenge me!"

The middle-aged monk seemed to know the magic of this purple condensing mirror, and exclaimed. But he didn't hesitate to inject mana into the dark iron barrel launcher.

"Whoosh", "Whoosh"......

Nine five-inch-long Meridian Soul Breaker Nails shot out of the swarthy black iron cylinder in a row.

The Meridian Soul Breaking Nail exuded a heavy bloody aura, flashing with a dark light, and shot straight towards Yan Aomei.

Yan Aomei saw a dense Meridian Soul Breaking Nail shooting, her expression also instantly became nervous, and a handprint method hit the mirror surface of the purple condensing mirror, and the mirror shone lightly, and a purple light sprayed out, covering the Meridian Soul Breaking Nail that came to her face.

The Meridian Soul Breaker Nail was covered by purple light, and suddenly stopped in mid-air and swirled, unable to move forward a single bit, as if it had been restrained by a spell.

"Beauty, although this Purple Condensation Mirror can ban my Meridian Soul Breaking Nail, it is only forbidden for half a minute, and after it expires, see how you can deal with it!"

Seeing that the Meridian Soul Breaking Nail was forbidden by purple light, the middle-aged monk said without any surprise.

Yan Aomei saw that her Purple Condensation Mirror had really taken effect, blocking the middle-aged monk's Meridian Soul Breaking Nail, and the tension on her pretty face gradually subsided.

"If you break your evil weapon Meridian Soul Breaking Nail, then you won't have many means, I'm saying, there is half a minute, and it's enough to clean you up!"

Yan Aomei said with a sneer, but he didn't hesitate for a moment, and without thinking, he raised his hand without thinking, and threw out the silver hook that was withdrawn and buckled in his hand, turning into a silver light and flying towards the middle-aged monk.

At the same time, she tied another medium-grade spirit weapon to the spirit rope, and quietly sacrificed it, letting it sneak silently like a spirit snake, clinging to the ground of the ring.

"Beauty, this trick has been used, it is useless!"

The middle-aged monk smiled and sacrificed his small golden sword, which was entwined with the silver hook. Who knew that the silver hook spirit weapon was not hit at all, and as soon as it touched the golden sword, it was completely suppressed. It's completely different from what it looked like before.

Seeing this abnormal scene, the middle-aged monk was not happy but worried, his brows couldn't help frowning, and then his face changed greatly and he shouted: "Not good!"

But it was too late, and the spirit rope that arrived quietly on the ground of the ring mysteriously wrapped the middle-aged monk into a knot, and the shield belt temporarily wrapped it into a big dumpling. The middle-aged monk was in a hurry for a while, unable to break free immediately.

Seeing that the sneak attack of the Binding Spirit Rope was effective, Yan Aomei was overjoyed, and cast all kinds of spells one after another, constantly hitting the middle-aged monk who had temporarily lost the ability to resist, and urging the guiding force of the Binding Spirit Rope to force him out of the ring!

As soon as the middle-aged monk was forced out of the ring, the referee immediately announced: "Yan Aomei of the Yan family successfully challenged, and now he is the defender of the ninety-six ring for the time being, Huang Lei failed to defend the ring, but there are still three chances to challenge!"

Seeing that Yan Aomei successfully challenged and became the new defender of the ninety-sixth ring, the ring finally boiled completely, with Yan Aomei's example of successfully challenging her, almost at the same time, many monks came out to challenge, and there were even several monks challenging one defender at the same time.

Seeing that there was chaos, the referee immediately shouted to stop, which calmed down the noise.

Next, the referee called out the names of several challenger monks in succession, as well as the number of the ring they challenged, and allowed the monk whose name he called to compete in the ring first.

For a time, from the ninety-first to the hundredth ring, there were challengers in the ring at the same time.

After dozens of fighting competitions, except for Yan Aomei's successful challenge and the middle-aged monk Huang Lei, who was defeated by Yan Aomei, stood in the hundredth ring again, all the challengers ended in failure.