"This is fake, how could He Xunan lose, or did he lose the first game?!"

"The appearance can be camouflaged, but the streamer sword can't be camouflaged, what other magic weapon can change form like this besides the streamer sword?"

"I don't know who the divine can defeat He Xunan, who is known as the first person in the foundation building period of Yingzhou. ”

Since He Xunan was swept off the fighting platform by Han Rui, the surrounding discussions have not stopped, and even Li Yang couldn't help but whisper to Cen Zhiyi: "I thought we would win by teaming up with He Xunan, but I didn't expect to lose worse than anyone, hey." ”

The people present were all immortal cultivators, deaf and clear-sighted, and although Li Yang's words were small, they still did not escape the ears of others.

Yue Rui glared angrily: "What qualifications do you, the person with the worst cultivation strength, have to evaluate Senior Brother He!"

What about being strong, it's not that he lost, in essence, he is no different from him, Li Yang wanted to refute like this, but he still couldn't afford to offend the elite disciples of Zixiao Palace, so he sneered: "It's me who is in a hurry, I don't choose my words, I don't choose my words." ”

Seeing that he looked begging for mercy, Yue Rui didn't have the heart to worry about him, Li Yang's strength was not good, and his eyesight was even worse, and worrying with this kind of person lowered her own realm, so she snorted coldly and turned her head to check if He Xunan was injured.

Because of He Xunan's failure, Yu Su's team and the opposite side were tied, so they needed to play an extra game.

Cen Zhiyi said: "The one sent by the opposite side of Gasai must still be the Confucian cultivator who built the foundation of the Great Perfection, who are we sending?"

They don't know why He Xunan failed, but let a person who has already been defeated once go to fight Han Rui again, the chance of winning can be said to be very small, and Cen Zhiyi's words made everyone fall into contemplation.

Yue Rui said anxiously: "Of course it's Senior Brother He, he just made a mistake for a while, which of you can be stronger than him? If you can't even beat him, do you think any of you can defeat that Confucian cultivator who built the foundation of the Great Perfection?"

Without waiting for others to answer, He Xunan said first: "There is a little problem with the Streamer Sword, I am not suitable for this playoff now, let Zhang Daoyou go, his strength should be fine." ”

Jian Xiu's sword was an existence comparable to their lives, and the instability of the streamer sword caused He Xunan's defeat, so he was not ready to play again unless necessary until the reason was found.

Zhang Ming nodded when he heard this: "Leave it to me." ”

It didn't take long for the referee to call for someone to come on and the final playoff was about to begin.

Because both sides of the previous battle had a certain understanding of each other, they didn't say hello as soon as they got on the field, and directly took out their own magic tools to attack.

Zhang Ming's magic weapon is a longbow called Cloud Piercing, which is covered with complex dragon patterns and cloud and thunder patterns, the whole is brass-colored, and it looks very ancient, the bow and arrow are long-range weapons, and they need a certain distance to be cast, so they must not let the enemy get close to them, in that case, their own advantages will be lost, so Zhang Ming launched an attack on Han Rui as soon as he got on the fighting platform.

Han Rui's weapons were still the huge brush and the shield-like inkstone, as soon as he saw Zhang Ming's feather arrow, he raised the inkstone to resist, and the feather arrow made a sharp grinding sound when it touched the inkstone, but it couldn't penetrate this heavy defense, and finally had to fall weakly.

Tan Yingying said worriedly: "On the battlefield, a shield is one of the best ways to resist bows and arrows, and Han Rui's giant inkstone just plays the role of a shield, Zhang Daoyou's weapon can be said to be completely restrained by the other party, how can this be good...... Sure enough, it's still ......" Sure enough, I still have to have Senior Brother He on the field."

But her eyes closed her mouth in recognition after catching a glimpse of He Xunan's gloomy face.

However, although Han Rui's shield can resist Zhang Ming's feather arrows, it can't resist Zhang Ming's fast shooting speed, and he can also shoot several arrows at a time, Han Rui must focus all his attention on how to dodge, and there is no chance to get close to Zhang Ming at all, which is his advantage in this kind of melee combat.

There is always a number of bows and arrows, it can't be endless, as long as Zhang Ming's feather arrows are all used up, then it is the moment when he can get close, and then there is only one way to wait for Zhang Ming, and Han Rui, whose face was blocked by the inkstone, grinned silently.

But soon his smile froze on his face, Zhang Ming's feather arrows were indeed used up, but he took out an arrow sac, which seemed to have a magnet in it, and sucked back all the feather arrows scattered on the fighting platform.

If this keeps circulating, then Zhang Ming's feather arrows are simply inexhaustible, and his chances of getting close to him will become very slim.

He can't sit still like this, just use that, if he uses that trick, these feather arrows can't go back, he can get close to Zhang Ming, and then defeat him in one fell swoop.

Han Rui showed a helpless expression and said, "I originally wanted to use this move as a secret weapon, but you are very strong, and it is worth my use." ”

Han Rui pinched a trick, and there were words in his mouth, only to see that the tip of the giant brush in his hand was gradually dyed black, and it seemed to become soft and moist, this is... Ink?

Zhang Ming's expression froze, knowing that this was probably the other party's killing move, and ten feather arrows broke through the air and attacked with the intention of interrupting Han Rui, but it was too late, I saw Han Rui erect the inkstone and put it, and he controlled the giant brush with both hands to meet Zhang Ming's feather arrows, he only lightly touched those feather arrows with the tip of the pen stained with ink, and the extremely fast and powerful feather arrows fell directly to the ground as if they had lost their strength.

And when Zhang Ming tried to use the quiver to retrieve the feather arrows, he found that the feather arrows that had been stained with ink seemed to be sealed by something, and they couldn't be recalled at all, and his infinite feather arrows were cracked!

Although he knew that the ink had the effect of sealing, Zhang Ming still had to continue to shoot feather arrows, because if he didn't continue to do so, then Han Rui would be able to attack immediately.

That ink should be so powerful that it should be a consumable, or it has a time limit, otherwise Han Rui wouldn't have taken it out now, as long as it can be delayed until the ink runs out or the sealing time ends, then he can ......

Zhang Ming's conjecture was indeed good, this ink was actually a consumable, polished using a rare stone called Black Dust, which could temporarily seal the aura of the magic weapon, temporarily cutting off the connection between them and their masters, with a time limit of a quarter of an hour.

Although the time is short, but the effect is indeed surprisingly good, the monk's dependence on magic weapons is not small, losing magic weapons is equivalent to weakening most of their combat effectiveness, Han Rui is using this trick to make a lot of fame in his own sect.