Hearing the words of the dialect, several people around were slightly stunned, and the few people who knew what the dialect was referring to showed a little disbelief, and Cang Daohe showed a trace of confusion, but they didn't interject loudly, just quietly looked at the dialect and Qiu Lanzi on the other side of the dialect.

I only heard Qiu Lanzi laugh, and then said: "Is it him? I can't see that you are old-fashioned, and you are right, as long as you have the ability to take it." ”

After finishing speaking, Qiu Lanzi looked at Fang Yan and didn't answer, but stared at herself, feeling a little unhappy in her heart, and then waved her hand and took the Yuan Shen Yuan Ying of the monk surnamed Feng in her hand, and let Fang Yan take a look: "Can you see clearly?"

The monk Yuanshen Yuanying who had just come out didn't know what was going on for a while, he just thought that Qiu Lanzi was going to torture him again, and he even begged for mercy as soon as he appeared, but was stopped by Qiu Lanzi sharply: "Shut up, now this Taoist friend wants to save you, you don't have to beg me, or pray that this Taoist friend wins, and then you can regain your freedom." As he spoke, his eyes never left the dialect, and only he knew whether it was disdain or something in his tone.

The monk surnamed Feng, who only had the body of a primordial god infant, was stunned when he heard this, and then he noticed the existence of many other people's breaths around him, and saw the dialect in front of Qiu Lanzi standing upright, and his eyes lit up slightly and then disappeared most of it, although the dialect had not been defeated by Qiu Lanzi until now It was a little unexpected, but if he wanted to win the gambling battle, at least the monk surnamed Feng did not have much confidence, but after all, it was a life-saving straw, except for dialect, he also knew that no one would come to save him.

No one paid attention to the thoughts of the monk surnamed Feng, and when he heard his shouting voice just now, Cang Daohe even showed a little disgust, and Fang Yan only looked up and down, then ignored it, raised his eyes and said to Qiu Lanzi: "Yes, it's him." ”

"Okay, that's it, let's get started, right?"

"Wait. ”

"En?" Fang Yan's continuous actions were very unhappy, not only Qiu Lanzi, but also the Dao people on one side and Liang Miao Dao people also showed a little impatience, staring at Fang Yan one after another.

Fang Yan was unmoved, looked at the three flying swords that the three of them were about to put away, as well as the body of the Yuan Shen Yuan Infant of the popular monk, and said again: "To be honest, I am not familiar with the three Daoists, should the things of the color head be handed over to an intermediary, so as not to cause trouble after the result." ”

Almost maddened by the words of the dialect, this clearly means that he has the certainty of victory, otherwise if he loses, where is there any trouble, the three distraction mid-stage monks glanced at each other, and they all saw the anger in each other's eyes, and then nodded, or Liang Miao Daoren said out loud: "What Daoyou said is that the original gambling should be like this, only Cang Daoyou has this qualification here, so he handed it over to Cang Daoyou, and I want to use the reputation of the Great Soul Star Cang Daoyou, you can be fair and just." ”

After finishing speaking, Liang Miao Daoren first handed out the flying sword that he was about to take back in front of him again, and handed it to Cang Daohe on Fang Yan's side, and the other two did the same, and the three flying swords, together with the Yuanshen Yuanying of the monk surnamed Nafeng, arrived in front of Cang Daohe.

Cang Daohe looked at Fang Yan again, and saw that Fang Yan's face was still very calm, without a little flustered look, so he didn't say anything more, stretched out his hand, and took a few flying swords into his hand, and with the flash of several runes, they were all sealed, and they were put away together with the body of the Yuan Shen Yuan Infant of the monk surnamed Feng.

Everything was agreed, and the unfinished battle soon resumed.

Maybe it's because of the reason that there is a cangdao and on the side, or because of the reason why the attitude of the dialect just now made Qiu Lanzi's heart angry, in short, this time, the power of the exercises urged by Qiu Lanzi is even more than before, and in addition to the sword light that contains his will, there is a little more scorching momentum, but in a moment, in the space of the entire hall, there is a trace of heat, and if you carefully explore the past, everyone can find that several horizontal and vertical powers have separated the hazy array that Fang Yan is in into a few points, although there is no kind of fishing net exercise of the dry Taoist, Qiu Lanzi has adopted the same way of thinking as before, and it will not take long to go on like this, it will force the hidden dialect figure out.

Seeing Qiu Lanzi move like this, the expressions of the Daoist and Liang Miao Daoist changed slightly, and then their expressions relaxed a lot, the Great Yan Sect Great Yan Jue, it is rumored that the cultivation has reached the extreme, nothing is not burned, and it can even directly burn through the space barrier to directly bombard opponents in places such as the Black Demon Realm, the current Qiu Lanzi's exercises naturally do not have such power, but the hazy array in front of Fang Yan is far from being comparable to the two barriers, not to mention that now Qiu Lanzi just wants to force the other party's body out, as long as he faces each other head-on, facing the early stage of distraction with the strength of the mid-stage of distraction, it is difficult to win, even if the loss is greater, it is worth it。

The cultivator with a relaxed expression even had the heart to communicate with Cang Daohe: "Cang Daoyou, with the early cultivation of distraction, he actually forced Qiu Lanzi Daoist to use such exercises, even if he loses, he is enough to be proud." ”

"If that's how you can tell the difference between winning and losing, that's not the case when I come in. Cang Daoyou did not follow the words of the cultivator, but refuted it.

Hearing this, the Daoist shook his head, and then said: "His formation cultivation is indeed extraordinary, and he thinks that he is inferior, but if he wants to confront Qiu Lanzi just by relying on this formation method, I am afraid that Daoist Cang will be disappointed." ”

"Just look at it. Cang Daoyou was noncommittal, but said in a deep voice, and his divine gaze never left the place of battle over there.

For the current strength of the dialect, Cang Dao and his heart also don't know much, but with the understanding of the dialect, he feels that the dialect will not be defeated so easily, otherwise he would not have been so careful about those gambling jackpots before, but he knows why those people value dialects so much, at the cost of losing face, and having a bad relationship with themselves, they also want to bring up the matter of gambling and fighting, in that hazy formation, the Dao Dao formation runes that flash from time to time, although they can't completely restore the formation that the sword light and the power of the Great Yan Jue emitted can be completely restored, but it can support it for a long time。

This kind of formation means, can be described as real strength, more real than what runes are arrayed flags, these runes are already close to the origin, not only the kind of dry road people are ashamed of themselves, it is Cang Dao and, but also surprised, but Cang Dao and the heart also understands, if it is just this formation means, as the kind of dry people said, it is difficult for dialects to protect themselves, let alone win, but I don't know what this junior young man who has already given himself a great shock, what else is left.

A moment of effort is fleeting, the battle over there is still going on, but many people around the battle can see it, with the continuous shrinking of the scope of the hazy formation, soon the hidden dialect will be forced to be forced out, when the time comes, there is no other way except for the head-on battle, that is, the strength shown by the dialect is enough to surprise many people who are watching the battle, especially the three early stage monks who are distracted, but no one will think that the dialect still has the ability to turn defeat into victory, if the dialect still has the high-grade spirit weapon in his hand to self-detonate, maybe it can also scare Qiu Lanzi away as before, but everyone knows that the high-grade spirit weapon is no longer in the hands of the dialect nowAt this moment, Qiu Lanzi did not urge the maximum power, and it was enough to deter any distracted early stage monk, even if a medium-grade spiritual weapon was used to explode itself, it would cause Qiu Lanzi some damage at most, and the more serious injury was probably the dialect in it.

Only Cang Dao and still carefully observed, sensing any trace of movement, even he, can not detect the shape of the dialect, can only guess the dialect through a slight change, in fact, for whether the dialect can win, Cang Daohe didn't care too much at all, all he wanted was to see what kind of level the dialect has reached now, even if he lost, it was nothing, just to help them break a forbidden formation.

In an instant, the haze suddenly flashed a fluctuation, and everyone saw a figure fleeting, but this instantaneous movement was enough, and Qiu Lanzi's voice immediately sounded: "Haha, kill." ”

(Thanks to the Taoist friends of 'Small Business' for their encouragement)