Tong Shijing put his hand to his mouth, made it into a tube, and shouted loudly: "Yang Pengtian, are you a wooden man?"

The Chiwu Zhenren next door shook off the dust and said in a deep voice: "Pengtian, you don't have to be rigid in the battle, take off the golden armor." ”

Yang Pengtian turned sideways with difficulty, raised his arm with great effort, saluted his master, and replied in a proper manner: "Yes, master." ”

A Xiaoice needle flew towards him, and he raised his hand to cover his face and shrunk his neck. Those ice formations were not powerful at all, and they melted when they touched him.

"Just kidding you," Yu Xiao laughed, "I'm not the one to sneak up while people are undressing. ”

When she said this, Yang Pengtian didn't dare to take it off, but the master had already spoken, and it wouldn't work if she didn't take it off.

Yu Xiao threw another Xiaoice needle over, and this time Yang Pengtian didn't hide, but a fiery spiritual power was released.

When those Xiaoice needles approached him, they had melted and turned into small raindrops hitting his face.

"Don't worry, I'll turn my back," Yu Xiao said, "I don't think you're the one to make a move behind me." ”

"That's nature. Yang Pengtian said loudly, seeing that Yu Xiao really turned his back, his whole body trembled, and the golden armor fell from him into the water.

Tong Shijing saw that Yu Xiao really didn't move, and couldn't help shouting: "Sister, what are you doing with your back? He can't move now, but you will be beaten to death." ”

Yang Pengtian saw that Yu Xiao was still facing away from her, he really didn't move, and he was a little moved in his heart, could it be that this person was moved by my brightness. He shouted, "I've changed it." ”

The rest of the monks also shouted: "Yang Pengtian, are you full of in your head?

"Don't sneak attack when it's time to sneak attack, when did we monks become so high-spirited?"

"Fool of Jinyang Palace, pay me the spirit stone, and never buy it again, you won't win!"

The faces of the monks of Jinyang Palace turned blue and white, these ordinary people, so mercenary, how can they have the appearance of cultivating immortals!

Yu Xiao turned around abruptly, flew over against the surface of the water, and quickly shot three ice cubes at a tricky angle, taking Yang Pengtian's lower plate from three directions.

Yang Pengtian felt a burst of coldness below, and hurriedly flew into the air, leaving only the thought of dodging in the panic.

Yu Xiao didn't even look at him, reached out and in the water, scooped up Yang Pengtian's golden armor, and threw it into his Qiankun bag.

The whole process didn't take a breath.

The monk with a low cultivation only saw a flash of golden light, and those who saw it clearly were stunned, and the entire martial arts arena was extremely quiet, only the cries of two white-billed crows in the air were heard.

"Quack-"

Yu Xiao smiled on his face, so that even if he lost, he would not lose his capital.

Yang Pengtian was the first to react, and with a strange scream in the air, countless fiery spiritual power poured out of his body, and his whole body turned into flames.

At such an angry moment, he did not forget to report the name of the move: "Fire Spirit Straight Down!"

Yu Xiao only felt a compelling heat. Wisps of white smoke began to float from the water, and soon began to tumble as if it were about to open.

Lin Zhongyu yelled anxiously: "Xiao Yu'er!

Yu Xiao looked up, only to see a blazing fireball, smashing straight down on him.

She thought it was the sun setting in the sky, but when she looked closely, she saw that there was a figure in the middle of the fireball, where the temperature was so high that it had turned white.

The fireball was still five zhang away from Yu Xiao, and the water on the competition platform had evaporated, and the mud at the bottom of the water had dried up, cracking a gap two fingers wide.

Yu Xiao only had time to release a wall of ice above him.

The fireball fell in an instant, the ice wall burned through like paper, and Yu Xiao was also engulfed by the fireball, rising a hundred-foot-high flame.

The rain in the forest stands like a sculpture.

The entire competition platform disappeared into the flames, and the flames could be seen all over the sky from a hundred miles away. The circle shook violently, and cracks like cobwebs appeared on the surface.

Two beams of light flew out of the flying ship without hurry, and the circle was made up in a few breaths.

The demonic aura rose into the sky, and Lin Zhongyu was slightly relieved, nervously looking at the flames that were still burning violently.

At the door of the tent of the Silver Needle Gambling House, Nangong He, who had been looking at the competition platform, had a flash of light in his eyes, was stunned, and a smile appeared on his face.

A breath of freezing air broke through the flames and flew into the air.

Most of Yu Xiao's hair was burned off by the fire, his face was pitch black, and the clothes on his body were torn, and the exposed places were red and swollen marks from burns.

The corners of her mouth were bloody, and she looked coldly at the flames below.

With the ice box, her real ice didn't break, but the sea began to roll again, with those colorful fragments of light, like polluted seawater.

She used her divine sense to look inward, and found that there was actually a small crack on her golden pill.

Tong Shijing shook his legs and shouted, "Great!"

The monks of Jinyang Palace looked at the flames with anxious faces.

"Master, why would Senior Brother release all the real fire? He hasn't moved for so long, he won't ......"

Chiwu Zhenren's face was sad, he didn't even feel Yang Pengtian's spiritual power.

Yang Peng's Heavenly Refining Sun True Fire, although it is not as good as the Nine Peerless Child's Skills of Breaking Love, is also the Yang and Fierce Exercises, which are specially designed to restrain Yin and Cold moves.

Although Yu Xiao was an alien spirit root, there was nothing special about the ice he used, and it stands to reason that he was not Yang Pengtian's opponent. Yang Pengtian was forced to release real fire to fight.

"This woman's moves are too insidious, Peng Tian's heart is not enough, and she is in her way. ”

Yu Xiao didn't want to use his spiritual power to extinguish the fire, so he stopped in the air and watched quietly.

If the fire is not extinguished, there is no knowledge of Yang Pengtian's situation, and it is impossible to determine the winner or loser, and everyone can only wait.

Tong Shijing had already run to the door of the Silver Needle Gambling House, waiting for the spirit stone.

"Tong Daoyou, I heard you call Sister Yu Daoyou, I guess the two of you have a good relationship, right?" Nangong He stood next to him and asked with a smile.

"It's okay. Although Yu Xiao is a little despicable, he is still righteous. Tong Shijing looked at Nangong He, "What do you want to do, I have a brother-in-law." ”

Nangong He asked, "She wasn't an ice spirit root before, right?"

"How do you know? I haven't seen her for decades, and she's like this. ”

Nangong He smiled and did not answer.

After waiting for a full hour, the Zhuji competition platform below has completed two games, and the fire above has not been extinguished.

Chiwu Zhenren sighed, Yang Pengtian's breath became weaker and weaker, and if it dragged on, the apprentice's life would be gone.

A majestic voice sounded in the air: "Jinyang Palace admits defeat, Lin Xiaomen Yu Xiao wins." ”

Two disciples wearing silver armor flew out of the flying boat, one fished out the unconscious Yang Pengtian from the flames, and the other flew towards Yu Xiao and arched his hand at her: "I am Jinyang Palace, a disciple of Chiwu Zhenren, Qu Yangyang." Please return my senior brother Yang Pengtian's golden armor. ”