Hundreds of cyan lightsabers struck the red light curtain one after another, and the red light curtain resounded with a crackling sound.

Wang Changsheng pinched the magic trick, and a large number of blue light spots appeared around his body, turning into white ice needles.

"Go. ”

With Wang Changsheng's order, dense white ice needles scrambled to hit the red light curtain, and after a burst of rain hitting the banana leaves, the red light curtain flashed wildly, and the light dimmed.

The five giant eagle puppets opened their mouths one after another, and each spewed out dozens of cyan lightsabers, hitting the dim red light curtain of the light curtain, and the light of the red light curtain became more and more dim, flickering and flickering.

The red-shirted young man hurriedly injected mana into the red jade pendant, and the red light flashed, and the red light curtain returned to normal.

At this moment, dense white ice needles shot out, and hundreds of cyan lightsabers fell from the sky, scrambling to hit the red light curtain.

A rain beat the hedge, and the glow of the red curtain dimmed again.

Seeing this, the red-shirted young man's face changed, and he was about to inject mana into the red jade pendant, but before he could act, there was a soft sound, and the red light curtain shattered, and three slender blue flying needles were suspended in front of the red youth, less than a foot away from the center of his eyebrows.

The red-shirted young man broke out in a cold sweat, smiled bitterly, hugged his fists and said: "I lost, Wang Daoyou's Taoism is profound, and I admire it." ”

"Agreed, Yang Daoyou. ”

Wang Changsheng said modestly, he can easily win, mainly because he has seen the fighting method of the red-shirted youth, the red-shirted youth has many attack magic weapons, and he is proficient in fire spells, which is an advantage, and the weakness is that the defense is not strong enough, there is only a medium-grade defensive magic weapon, Wang Changsheng broke his defense as quickly as possible, and the red-shirted youth was naturally defeated.

Wang Changsheng put away the magic weapon and the puppet beast and walked out of the ring.

In the next round of competition, Wang Ruyan played, and her opponent was a short and fat young man in a yellow shirt.

At the beginning of the competition, Wang Ruyan sacrificed four second-order puppet beasts, two spider puppets and two giant eagle puppets.

After sacrificing the four second-order puppet beasts, she took out a cyan short ruler and shook it slightly, and a thick cyan light curtain appeared, covering her whole body.

The yellow-shirted youth sacrificed a yellow shield, blocked in front of him, and released a yellow python and a red giant eagle.

What he released was a second-order spirit beast and a spirit bird, but with the advantage of numbers, Wang Ruyan had a few points of the upper hand.

Wang Ruyan took out the Qinglian pipa, and the slender jade fingers quickly swept over the pipa strings, and a rapid pipa sound sounded, and more than a dozen cyan wind blades swept out and hit the opposite side.

The yellow-shirted young man hurriedly sacrificed two yellow flying knives and smashed the attacking cyan wind blade.

The sound of the pipa became more and more urgent, and one after another cyan wind blades flew out, constantly hitting the yellow-shirted youth.

The two spider golems each spewed out a white spider web, binding up the yellow python, and they pounced on the yellow-shirted youth.

The two giant eagle puppets each spewed out dozens of cyan lightsabers and struck at the red giant eagle, spreading their wings and hovering, swooping down from the sky.

Facing the attack of the four second-order puppet beasts and Wang Ruyan, the yellow-shirted youth was a little in a hurry, and was caught by Wang Ruyan, a spider puppet spewed out a white spider web, covering it inside, and the two giant eagle puppets flew over, and the yellow-shirted youth could only admit defeat.

The disciples of the Yang family screened out most of the contestants, and after a few rounds of competition, there were fifty-three contestants, two by two, and the winner advanced to the next round, and the lottery was decided.

Wang Ruyan's luck was good, and he drew the only empty lottery and directly advanced to the next round.

Wang Changsheng's opponent is a blue-dressed-looking girl with clear eyebrows, with a five-layer foundation.

The girl in the blue dress has a lot of butterflies embroidered on her clothes, and I heard that she is a disciple of the Butterfly Valley of the local sect of Yueguo.

At the beginning of the competition, the girl in the blue dress released two colorful giant butterflies, and looking at their breath, they were second-order spirit insects.

In addition, with a pinch of her magic trick, a large area of five-colored glow appeared around her body, and after a blur, she turned into a huge giant butterfly with colorful colors, turned into a butterfly shadow in the sky, and pounced on Wang Changsheng.

The two second-order spirit butterflies had not yet come close, and with a flap of their wings, they each released dozens of wind blades and struck at Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng sacrificed the Ice Jiao Banner, and with a slight flicker, a large piece of white cold air gushed out, turning into a white ice wall several zhang high and half a zhang thick, blocking in front of him.

There was a muffled sound, and dozens of wind blades slammed into the white ice wall, leaving only faint white marks on it.

"Huajiao. ”

Wang Changsheng snorted softly, and a magic trick hit the Ice Jiao Banner.

The Ice Jiao Banner suddenly shone brightly, and after a blur, it turned into a huge white Ice Jiao, with scales and armor, and its eyes were rolling.

"Roar!"

The white ice Jiao roared, and pounced on the opposite side with its teeth and claws.

The colorful giant butterfly was not the opponent of the white ice Jiao at all, and was torn to pieces by the white ice Jiao.

The two second-order spirit butterflies released dozens of wind blades one after another, slashing towards Wang Changsheng from the left and right sides.

Wang Changsheng smiled faintly, and as soon as he raised his hand, a hundred-bladed umbrella flew out, spun rapidly above his head, and spewed out a blue glow to cover him.

Dozens of wind blades struck the blue glow, and the blue glow did not move.

Seeing the white ice Jiao rushing towards her, the girl in the blue dress changed her face greatly, and hurriedly sacrificed a second-order fire Jiao talisman, turning into a huge red fire Jiao, facing the white ice Jiao.

The red fire Jiao is not an entity, just a spell, and the white ice Jiao is an entity, although it can only exert part of its power before birth, it is by no means something that the red fire Jiao can resist.

Before the three of them could breathe, the red fire Jiao was torn to pieces by the white ice Jiao.

The girl in the blue dress hurriedly sacrificed five sparkling blue flying swords and slashed at the white ice Jiao's body, leaving only a faint white mark.

"Roar!"

The huge claws of the white ice Jiao slapped on the cyan light curtain on the girl in the blue dress, and the light of the cyan light curtain dimmed.

The white ice Jiao opened its mouth and spewed out a white pillar of light, hitting the cyan light curtain, and the cyan light curtain quickly froze.

A few faint blue lights flew out and hit the ice, the ice shattered, the cyan light curtain disappeared, and three blue flying needles stopped in front of the girl in the blue dress, holding a red glittering bead in her hand.

Seeing the three blue flying needles, the girl in the blue dress smiled bitterly in her heart, sighed, and asked politely: "I lost, little sister Butterfly Valley Blue Butterfly Clothes, what do you call Daoyou?"

With a pinch of her spell, two second-order spirit butterflies flew back.

"In Xia Wangyang, a casual cultivation is just a fluke. ”

In this battle, Wang Changsheng won on the magic weapon, and the Ice Jiao Banner was refined into the spirit of the second-order high-grade Bingjiao, and the power was not comparable to the ordinary high-grade magic weapons, of course, the main reason was that his mana was relatively deep, and he changed to other fifth-layer monks who built the foundation, and wanted to make the magic weapon transform into an attack, but it was not so fast.

Wang Changsheng pinched the magic trick, and the white ice Jiao turned into a white order flag, flew back to his sleeve and disappeared.

He stepped out of the ring and watched the others fight.

The cultivation of other people is not much different, and the spells and magic weapons used are very different, which makes Wang Changsheng gain a lot of knowledge.

One of them is a silver-shirted young man with handsome facial features, who is only in his twenties, but he has the cultivation of the eighth layer of the foundation, and is proficient in thunder-based spells, and without using magic weapons, he can easily defeat an opponent with a sixth-layer foundation with only one thunder-based spell.

"Huang Daoyou is really unlucky, he actually ran into Zhao Yunlei, otherwise with Huang Daoyou's ability, there would be no problem in advancing to the top ten. ”

A middle-aged man sighed, listening to his words, he seemed to know the silver-shirted youth.

"This fellow Daoist, who is this Zhao Yunlei? At a young age, he is already the seventh layer of foundation building. ”

Wang Changsheng asked curiously.

"One family, two families, three factions, Daoyou heard that no, Zhao Yunlei is a disciple of the Zhao family, Lei Linggen, in this sword conference, he must be the first, whoever touches him is unlucky. ”

After this round of competition, there are still 27 people left, and the lottery will continue to compete.

Wang Changsheng's opponent was a tall and thin middle-aged Confucian with a five-story foundation.

At the beginning of the competition, Wang Changsheng sacrificed four second-order giant eagle puppets, and the four giant eagle puppets spread their wings and pounced on the opposite side, and then, he sacrificed the Ice Jiao Banner, and injected it madly with force, and a magic trick hit the Ice Jiao Flag.

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Chapter 256: Zhao Yunlei