At the sound of the order, the game begins!

Wei Ping still uses the most direct and effective way, Lei Yin fist thunder style, his hands and feet purple lightning channeling, as fast as a thunder, straight towards Huang Chen.

Huang Chen has a strong figure, one meter seven tall, and the muscles on his body are bulging to support the Taoist uniform, and at a glance, he knows that he is refining his body well, but he also chose the same way as Wei Qingyang - as soon as the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, his body rose into the air.

Wei Ping looked up in confusion, there were no birds in the sky? The refiner is not a beast master, where did the birds come from!

"Senior brother, you can't change your way of making moves that have not changed for 10,000 years? It's really nothing new at all! Your rigid thinking like this is not popular in our refiner industry. ”

Huang Chen's mouth said ridiculous words, but his eyes were slightly condensed, his heart opened, a pair of fire wings turned from virtual to solid in his palm, his hands crossed and pressed to his shoulders, the fire wings stretched out from small to large, whirring and fanning, and the golden light shining under the sunlight, set off his heroism!

『Yaojin Fire Wing-Xuan-level Spiritual Weapon』

Wei Ping stopped, didn't rush to follow the sky, raised his face and pulled out his trademark smirk, and said, "Senior Brother has new ideas, why do you escape into the air like Senior Brother Qingyang?"

Huang Chen's face smiled for a moment, and then he laughed in a larger arc, and the silkworm raised his eyebrows and said, "Haha, I guess you don't have a natal flying sword, right?"

The smile on Wei Ping's face remained unchanged, remembering a variety show he watched in his previous life, and blurted out: "Guess you guess guess you guess, that's you guess, I don't guess!"

There was a burst of laughter from the onlookers.

The smile on Huang Chen's face disappeared, he sneered in his heart, his mind opened the Lung Mansion and Kidney Mansion one after another, the golden rope in the palm of his left hand turned from virtual to real, and the ice sword in his right palm turned from virtual to real, and the true yuan was concentrated, with a flick of his left hand and a push of his right hand, two spiritual weapons were killed at the same time!

『Spirit Binding Rope - Xuan-level Spirit Weapon』

『Ice Spirit Sword-Xuan-level Spiritual Weapon』

As soon as the two spiritual weapons came out, the disciples in the audience immediately exploded, and there were many discussions!

"I'll go, this is too much! Three spiritual weapons, people are more popular than dead people!"

"The refiner deserves to be called a refiner, in one word, rich!"

"Wow, that's so handsome, I'm going to marry a refiner in the future!"

"That's not it, Senior Brother Huang is the richest refiner on our Casting Island!"

......

The spirit rope was good in the wind, and it wrapped around Wei Ping, shrinking its body like a snake, trying to bind it. The cold aura of the Ice Spirit Sword was pressing, and with the blessing of Huang Chen's push, it was wrapped in billowing white mist and shot like an arrow.

Wei Pingjian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he was a little troublesome, fortunately, Yanwu Square was big enough, with a length and width of a thousand meters, since he couldn't win, let's draw it! Running is his forte, and running for hours is no problem.

Behind him, the Yaojin Fire Wing fanned violently, and Huang Chen followed closely behind, but his heart was full of depression, Wei Ping's speed was too fast, even if the Yaojin Fire Wing was full of firepower, he couldn't catch up. Generally speaking, ten meters from the Open Light Realm, one hundred meters from the Fusion Realm, and one kilometer from the Purple Mansion Realm, the farther away the spiritual weapon is, the more uncontrollable the spiritual weapon is. Only when you are close can you win.

Once the distance is drawn and the timing is right, Huang Chen will definitely throw the spirit rope with his left hand, push the Ice Spirit Sword with his right hand, and slash through the remnants of the Dao Dao to kill Wei Ping.

But Wei Ping is also a Daoist of the Enlightened Realm, and his mind scans the atmosphere in all directions ten meters behind him, just like he has eyes behind him, his mind is fast and his body is faster, although the Spirit Rope Ice Spirit Sword is fierce, it has been dodged again and again, and he has returned again and again, and he has not even touched the corner of his clothes.

After a long time, one escapes and one chases, which is very boring.

"Shhhh

The onlookers were booed, but the person who bet was nervous, if it was a draw, it would be miserable, and there would be no return!

Ten minutes, retract the Ice Spirit Sword, twenty minutes, retract the spirit rope, thirty minutes, Yaojin Fire Wing can't be retracted......

The longer the time dragged on, the more ugly Huang Chen's face became, he realized a serious problem, the disciples of the Fusion Realm used the True Yuan to fight, and the amount of True Yuan stored in the Huang Ting Palace in the body could support a maximum of an hour, although Wei Ping was in the Open Light Realm, but he was also a martial artist in the Seven Spirits Realm, so it was no problem to run in circles with True Qi for two hours!

"The sect stipulates that the game is more than one hour, and the tie is determined, one hour, one hour, one hour, why did you use three spiritual weapons at the same time before......"

Forty minutes, Huang Chen was crumbling, Wei Ping looked back and saw that it was very inexplicable, deliberately showing the enemy to lure me into the trap with weakness?

It's definitely a routine!

"Smack—"

Forty-three minutes later, with a snap, Huang Chen smashed to the ground from the air, and the sound was so loud that Wei Ping was so frightened that he stopped. Turning around, Huang Chen's body fell to the ground, his face was dusty, and he was trying to stand up.

What if it was all acting?

It's enough to win an Academy Award!

Thunder Hidden Fist Running Thunder Style.

"I throw in the towel!"

Huang Chen staggered to his feet, and in his trance-like vision, a fist of purple lightning scurried bigger and bigger, gradually occupying the entire field of vision, and shouted loudly in horror.

The fist can stop in front of the door, only a millimeter!

There was silence for a while, and then there was a loud noise.

"Wow wow, I won, I won, but unfortunately I only bet on a Yuan Jing Stone. ”

"Woo, half a month's spiritual food fee is gone, and there is no ......"

"Alas, it's so miserable, Senior Brother Huang Chen, you hurt me!"

......

After a hard battle, Mo Yao also won, ran to Zuo Yanwu Square to see, the game was over, the crowd searched for Wei Ping's figure, and saw him standing by Zuo Ling Lake looking at the sky in a daze.

Lightly and quietly.

"Ahh

Wei Pingzheng was wandering thousands of miles, a scream in his ears frightened him three souls out of the body and seven spirits ascended to heaven, he didn't know where he was, after the soul returned, he saw that it was Mo Yao who was laughing heartlessly, and smiled helplessly.

"How is the game? Brother Ping won, right?" Mo Yao raised his face, his eyes full of concern.

"Well, won, what about you?" Wei Ping's heart warmed, and a bright smirk appeared on his face.

"Won at that time, who is Sister Xiaoyao?Fight all over the Immortal Cultivation Realm invincible!" Mo Yao's pointed chin was slightly raised, and his face was triumphant.

"Yes, yes, Sister Xiao is the most powerful!" Wei Ping nodded again and again.

"Brother Ping is also very powerful!" Mo Yao replied.

"Haha, what about Brother Chong?" Wei Ping was a little puzzled, Mo Chong and Mo Yao have always been inseparable.

"In the first two games, Brother Chong and Xiao Yao met in the lottery, and Brother Chong directly admitted defeat! Just after watching the game, he said that he would go back and redouble his efforts to cultivate, and left. Mo Yao's eyes darkened and he lowered his head.

"We will be back soon. Wei Ping rubbed Mo Yao's head and comforted him softly.

......

The two winners don't have to compare again, the two losers compete again, in the afternoon, on the left Yanwu Square, Huang Chen, after recovering the true yuan, is very fierce, three spiritual weapons came out, and another surnamed Yu Fat Man hugged his head and ran away, he didn't escape for long, he was bound by the spirit rope, and an ice sword hung in his throat, and he lost the game!

In the end, Wei Ping, Mo Yao, and Huang Chen entered and won three seats, entered the top ten of Langya Peak, and had the qualification to participate in the Cave Heaven Competition.

"Is the Cave Heaven Tournament or the Ring Tournament?"