On the battle platform, a black flag with a gold wire bundle is fluttering in the wind, with a huge battle word written on it, the pen rhyme is sharp, and the silver hook and iron painting are faintly revealing the high-spirited fighting spirit, and the rumbling sound is made with the wind.

Zhao Wen stood tall, neatly grabbed the three sword flowers, and shouted at Meng Qiu: "Come on." ”

"Wait a minute. ”

Meng Qiu leaned lazily against the flagpole with his sword in his hand, and said, "Take out the spirit stone first." ”

"Hmph, do you think you're going to win?"

Zhao Wen snorted coldly in disdain, but still hung a bag of spirit stones on the flagpole.

Meng Qiu nodded with satisfaction, gambling fights, of course, you have to confirm the chips before.

"Are you ready?"

Zhao Wen said, the spiritual pressure of the ninth layer of qi refining had already spread over the entire battle platform, and the spiritual power was surging, and the power was so strong that it actually set off ripples in the Dharma Array of the Protective Stage.

"Of course. ”

Meng Qiu replied casually, and at the same time, the spirit sword flew up, roaring, bursting with a hundred sword qi, and instantly breaking Zhao Wen's spiritual pressure.

"A bit of strength. ”

Zhao Wen's pupils shrank suddenly, he thought that he could suppress Meng Qiu with his own spiritual pressure and let the latter be defeated in humiliation, but he didn't expect to be easily cracked by Meng Qiu, after all, there is a difference of two realms between the two, and the gap in spiritual power is not ordinarily large.

However, the Tai Chi Innate Dao cultivated by Meng Qiu was the ancestor of the Immortal Heart Imperial Sword Technique of the Ethereal Sword Sect, except that the realm was lower, it could be said that he was beating Zhao Wen in all directions.

Zhao Wen was also very human, and immediately swung out a sword with all his strength, stabbing towards Meng Qiu, and the sword blade set off a strong wave of qi, actually pressing the battle platform into the debut crack, making a creaking and cracking sound, as if it was about to collapse.

"Zhao Wen, this sword, with all his might, is almost unstoppable under the qi refining. ”

"Yes, let alone a weak chicken with a seven-layer qi refining?"

"Why didn't this Meng Qiu move? Could it be that he was stupid by Zhao Wen's momentum?"

The people in the audience talked a lot, and they all thought that Meng Qiu would be defeated under Zhao Wen's sword.

On the stage, Zhao Wen saw that Meng Qiu had not moved, and he was proud in his heart, and he also thought that the latter must have been shocked by his might, and then put on a chic posture, ready to end Meng Qiu.

The corners of Meng Qiu's eyes twitched, feeling that it was a miracle that Zhao Wen could live for so long, and he moved lightly, only to see that his body shook slightly, but he did not leave the place.

"Haha, tremble. ”

Zhao Wen thought that Meng Qiu was trembling with fear, and stabbed with a sword with a loud laugh, the sword momentum was amazing, and the sharp sword qi exploded, instantly stirring Meng Qiu into pieces.

He's dead?

Zhao Wenmeng froze, his mind was a mess, he just wanted to teach Meng Qiu a lesson, and he didn't want to kill him.

No, how could this guy be so brittle?

"The sword qi is retained, not bad. ”

In the VIP seat, Li Xuanzong saw Meng Qiu's battle and praised it again.

"Well, at the seventh layer of Qi refining, you can use sword qi to such an extent, and the new disciples of the Ethereal Sword Sect are really extraordinary. Zhao Yuanrang glanced at Yang Qi and said meaningfully.

Yang Qi showed a look of surprise, and glanced at Qin Su quietly, seeing that the latter was calm and calm, he didn't seem surprised at all, and began to muttered in his heart, what kind of trick is junior sister playing?

"What do you think?" asked Mu Jing, the third elder of the peak master of Chaoxia Peak.

Mu Jing, as the only female peak master of the Seven Peaks, has a dignified and beautiful face and a graceful temperament, although her beauty is not as good as Qin Su, she is better than being amiable and deeply loved by her disciples.

"Hehe, Ah Jing is so tempted?" Xiao Feiyun, the Great Elder of Shenlai Peak, quipped with a hippie smile.

"Go aside. Mu Jingmei was stunned and went back angrily.

"Let's take a look again, after all, it's just beginning, but you can focus on observation. Lu Zhengdong, the fourth elder of the Immortal Peak Peak, had a grim face and said with a straight face.

"Good. "The major peak masters all agreed that the position of the true disciple was limited, and it must be carefully considered.

"You lost. ”

At this time, a lazy voice sounded on the battle platform, and I saw Meng Qiu ghostly appear behind Zhao Wen, stabbing at the sword below.

The next moment, there was silence in the audience, and even the battle on the next platform stopped, and the people watching the battle all widened their eyes and froze.

Zhao Wen's face was dull, and the cold touch from behind him made him can't help but clamp his legs, and at the same time, he felt a weak sense of humiliation in his heart.

"Won. ”

Meng Qiu withdrew the spirit sword, his face was smug, fifty spirit stones were in hand, and the most important thing was the harvest of the major handicaps, which should be quite amazing.

"Ah......h

Zhao Wen leaned forward, his buttocks were pouted high, and he knelt on the ground with his hands on his hips, letting out a heart-rending scream.

It's miserable.

Everyone watching the battle looked at Zhao Wen with great pity, expressing great sympathy for his plight, and at the same time looking at Meng Qiu's eyes, they were a little more jealous, and subconsciously clamped their legs.

"This son, I'm ......" Mu Jing's expression changed, and she was speechless about what Meng Qiu had done.

"Haha, I like this kid, he has a personality. Xiao Feiyun laughed, looking appreciative of Meng Qiu.

The rest of the peak lords had different expressions, but none of them commented, only Yang Qi supported his forehead with his hand, and the distinguished guests of the True Martial Hall and Tianxuan Mountain were present, and they really couldn't afford to lose this person.

Li Xuanzong and Zhao Yuanrang were also surprised by Meng Qiu's behavior, and their expressions were inexplicable, while Li Hongdao, Ye Zhiqiu, and Cao Zheng behind them couldn't help but laugh, trying their best to control their laughter.

Meng Qiu took the spirit stone and walked off the platform happily, finding Zhou Yue, Zhang Dachuan and others looking at him blankly, a little puzzled, and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"Meng Qiu, you...... It's amazing. ”

Zhou Yue's little face was flushed, and she opened her crystal mouth with excitement.

"That's it, just Zhao Wen, you can kill it with a snap of your fingers. Meng Qiu raised his head and put on a peerless image.

Zhang Dachuan and the three of them opened their mouths wide, looking at the two people in front of them in disbelief, their brains were a little confused, this kind of shameless behavior can also be favored by the beautiful Zhou Yue?

"Meng Qiu, we are not finished, we are incompatible, and we are unfair and ......"

At this time, a vicious voice came, and I saw Zhao Wen lying on the stretcher, being carried down, and pillars of blood popped out of his buttocks from time to time.

"Poof, hahaha......"

Meng Qiu and the others were stunned for a moment, and then laughed wildly, although they were a little reluctant, but they really couldn't help it.

"Alright, it's time to get down to business. ”

After a while, Meng Qiu tried to hold back his smile, took out the gambling coupon, and fought a big battle, and it was time to harvest.

Zhang Dachuan's eyes lit up, they all bet on Meng Qiu to win, twenty times the odds, and the spirit stones they earned could make their cultivation easier in the future.

Just when Meng Qiu and the others went to collect the bets, Qin Sumei on the lotus platform kept staring at Meng Qiu, lowering her eyebrows and smiling, as if she was very satisfied with the latter's performance.