Li Hui was not in a hurry, and his eyes swept around the ten rings. At this time, there were people in the ten rings who went up to challenge the defenders, and after looking around, they didn't find a particularly strong existence. At this time, the really strong people are still under observation, and after waiting for a few rounds, there will be real strong people on stage.

It was that time that Li Hui was waiting for.

Li Hui's plan is that when a real strong man appears in the ring, he will come to the stage again, attack like thunder, and win by an absolute overwhelming margin!

One blow made a meritorious achievement, so that everyone did not dare to come to the stage to challenge! This is Li Hui's plan!

At this time, it's not yet time to make a move! In other words, no one in the ring is qualified to make a move!

His gaze turned back to the ring in front of him.

At this time, Qin Gang had already defeated the first challenger, and was waving his arms to greet the monks in the audience.

"This guy, although he is a little silly, he still has some strength!" Li Hui couldn't help but smile when he looked at Qin Gang on the stage.

At this time, someone jumped on the stage to challenge Qin Gang, who was a short and tough man, and his weapon was also a knife.

Unlike Qin Gang's knife, this man used a narrow knife more than two feet long with a black scabbard.

This man rushed to the stage like a jaguar: "In Xia Dingyuan!" His voice was cold and his eyes were indifferent.

"Hey, this Ding Yuan, I'm afraid Qin Gang can't resist it!" Li Hui said secretly in his heart, judging from Ding Yuan's way of coming to power, he also walked all the way with a fast knife, and there was a faint murderous aura on this person's body, only people who often fought with life and death would have this kind of murderous aura.

Ding Yuan held the scabbard in his left hand and stood firmly on the stage, his eyes locked on Qin Gang. Although there is no movement, it gives people invisible pressure. It's like a prey being targeted by a goshawk.

Qin Gang moved first.

"Whew!"

Qin Gang jumped up in mid-air, and the big knife in his hand slashed down with the sound of the wind. The momentum is like thunder, and in the blink of an eye, the knife has been slashed one foot above Ding Yuan's head, and there is a great tendency to split Ding Yuan in half.

"Peng!"

The knife did not hit, and the head of the knife slashed into the ring, splashing sand and gravel.

At this moment, Ding Yuan turned his body sideways and let go of the knife, and at the same time, the knife in his hand was out of the sheath. This knife turned out to be black too!

"Phew!"

The jet-black narrow knife slashed towards Qin Gang with a sound of cutting through the air, as if the sword light was also black, like a sharp weapon used by the god of death to harvest life.

Qin just slashed but he used too much force, and he didn't have time to change his move for a while, so he had to twist his waist, holding the big knife in his right hand, but his body retreated.

The monks in the audience only saw a flash of black light, and then Qin Gang retreated. At this time, Ding Yuan's knife had already been returned to the sheath, and he stood straight, looking at Qin Gang coldly.

Qin Gang looked at Ding Yuan with some puzzlement: "If you continue to pursue just now, I will already lose!"

Ding Yuan didn't say a word, and still looked at Qin Gang coldly.

Qin Gang's face changed suddenly, his right hand wiped on his stomach, and a bloodshot slowly oozed out of his stomach, and the bloodshot slowly became larger, and after a while, it became a knife more than a foot long, and the blood had already penetrated the robe.

"I lost" Qin Gang had a trace of fear on his face, and he endured the pain and hugged the wound before turning around and walking off the stage. At this time, a Bixiao Sect disciple dressed in a green shirt jumped on the stage, fed Qin Gang a pill, and then took out a bottle of medicinal powder and sprinkled it on the wound. helped Qin Gang to step down.

This kind of competition in the ring will inevitably cause people to be injured, and Bixiaomen has long been prepared for this.

The onlookers in the audience were in an uproar, most of them didn't understand how this knife was hit, but their eyes at this Ding Yuan were a little more afraid.

Li Hui could see it clearly, Qin Gang's knife had already been slashed out of the sheath when he slashed through the air and Ding Yuan moved sideways, and when Qin Gang began to retreat, the knife had already been slashed. It's just that this knife is too fast, and the knife is too sharp, Qin Gang himself didn't even realize it.

Ding Yuan held a knife in his left hand and stood straight in the ring, looking into the distance with arrogant and indifferent eyes.

At this time, most people were still immersed in the shock of the knife.

Li Hui is still not ready to come to power, the reason is very simple, this Ding Yuan ...... Not strong enough!

"I'm here to learn your Excellency's tricks!" A figure floated into the ring.

"Lu Yingjie!"

The person who came simply reported his name, but Ding Yuan still stood there coldly with a knife, but his eyes had moved back to Lu Yingjie's body from afar.

"Whew!"

There was no extra nonsense, Lu Yingjie slapped the storage bag, and a white light flew out, turning into a three-foot-long flying sword, cutting through the sky and stabbing at Ding Yuan.

Seeing that the flying sword was about to pierce Ding Yuan, Ding Yuan's figure flashed, avoiding this sword, and at the same time his body spread, like a cheetah pounced towards Lu Yingjie.

Obviously, this Lu Yingjie is also a child of a certain immortal cultivation family, and having a storage bag and a spiritual weapon flying sword is the best proof of this.

The best way to deal with this flying sword stream is, of course, to get close!

Seeing Ding Yuan rushing over, Lu Yingjie snorted coldly, the magic trick in his hand changed, and the flying sword swirled in the air, stabbing towards Ding Yuan's back like lightning.

Ding Yuan's body was halfway through, and he felt the flying sword stabbing behind him, and he already felt a faint stinging pain in the sword.

"Ding!"

Ding Yuan paused, turned around and drew his sword, blocking the flying sword. Ding Yuan's knife doesn't seem to be ordinary, and it fights hard with the spirit weapon, and it is not damaged at all. Of course, this is also related to Lu Yingjie's cultivation.

Just when Ding Yuan turned around and was about to fly up again, he suddenly felt a stagnation under his feet, and when he looked down, his feet had turned into a piece of quicksand at this time!

At this moment, Lu Yingjie's flying sword attacked again.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The sound of a series of swords clashing!

Ding Yuan gradually stumbled left and right, unable to resist.

"I lost!" Seeing that the flying sword couldn't be resisted, Ding Yuan said coldly.

Lu Yingjie smiled, withdrew the flying sword, and the quicksand under Ding Yuan's feet also dispersed.

Ding Yuan's face was still indifferent, and he jumped out of the ring without saying a word.

"This Lu Yingjie's sword technique is still a little interesting!" Li Hui nodded slightly: "The timing of that quicksand technique is also just right!"

Actually, this Lu Yingjie's sword technique is more than a bit interesting!

This Lu Yingjie is a descendant of the Lu family in the east of Lingxiao City, and there are hundreds of children of the Lu family. Among the hundreds of Lu family disciples, only two had dual spirit roots. And this Lu Yingjie is known as the Lu family Sanying with the three spiritual roots of gold, wood, and earth, and these two true spiritual root disciples!

In addition to the spiritual root qualification is not the top level, this Lu Yingjie can be called a heavenly talent in other aspects! He started cultivating at the age of six, learned swords at the age of ten, and reached the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Period at the age of fifteen with the assets of the Three Spirit Roots! And at this time, the two True Spirit Root disciples in the clan were only the cultivation of the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period!

And in the martial arts competition held by the younger disciples in the clan, Lu Yingjie even beat one of the Twin Spirit Root Cultivators, ranking second!

Behind the genius is countless sweat and hardship! Lu Yingjie, who knew that his spiritual root qualification was not the top since he was a child, paid many times more effort than his peers.

And he has finally been affirmed by the people, and he is on par with the two true spirit root disciples of the Lu family!

It's just that, according to the rules of accepting disciples in Bixiao Gate in the past, no matter how powerful Lu Yingjie is, he can only enter the outer gate of Bixiao Gate! For this reason, Lu Yingjie also felt depressed for a while, feeling that his fate was unfair.

And now, the opportunity has come, Lu Yingjie secretly decided that this time he must seize this opportunity to enter the inner door of Bixiao Gate!

In the ring, Lu Yingjie looked down at the monks below with confidence! How many times have you imagined in your heart that relying on your own strength, standing at the pinnacle and becoming famous in the world!

"Let this be the beginning of my Lu Yingjie's rise!"

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