Mei Yichun had a smile on his face, presumably because Jiang Biao was engrossed in the fighting method just now, and he didn't see He Qi's history.

"Quasi, No. 1 ring, you two will play immediately!" Mei Yichun said very dryly.

He Qi and Jiang Biaofei went to the ring.

In the crowd, Hongyu shouted excitedly: "Haha, He Daoyou has faced Brother Jiang...... , whether it is bragging or having real skills, we will soon find out, Brother Jiang, come on......"

Liu Yiyi frowned, glanced at Hongyu, Wenshuang carefully pulled the corner of Hongyu's clothes, Hongyu smiled embarrassedly, "He Daoyou...... Add holes too."

"Ascend" to the No. 1 ring over there to start the competition.

The right to challenge is Jiang Biao's last hope, before Mei Yichun announced the start, he only saw Jiang Biao patting the storage bag, and a black light flew out of the bag and pounced on Jiang Biao, the black light condensed, and it turned out to be a very bright body armor.

This set of black armor reflects the cold light, and the head is a chic helmet, even the face is covered, leaving only two holes in the eyes, and the face of the helmet is also painted as a tiger head with an open mouth.

There are two black tiger ornaments on the left and one on the right on the shoulders, but these two little black tigers seem to be about to pounce out, this set of armor just looks at the shape to make people feel that its defensive power is amazing, Jiang Biao is like a mecha man at this time, from head to toe is wrapped in armor, his feet stomp on the ground, "sonorous" sound, splashing a spark.

The ring fixed by the wandering monk of the land is as solid as a rock, but under his combat boots it looks like tofu.

"It's the Flying Tiger Armor" A scattered cultivator in the audience shouted excitedly: "I recognize, it's the Flying Tiger Armor of a hundred battles!"

A group of scattered cultivators looked at Jiang Biao, some of them had envy in their eyes, and some of them were fiery greed in the eyes of fugue monks, eager to kill people and seize treasures.

Jiang Biao still felt that it was not enough to have the Flying Tiger Armor, "Success or failure is here! When I enter the top ten and enter the Tianyan Sword Sect, who dares to rob my treasure!"

Jiang Biao flashed in the storage bag, with a giant sword and a giant shield in his hand, both of which were spiritual weapons, and his tall body was matched with this piece of equipment with majestic and high-spirited spirit, like a general leading a million heroes.

"Boy, you have some ability, but compared to your Uncle Jiang, you are still a little tender!" Jiang Biao said coldly. Posed a frame, did a stretch of the foot, kicked, top the knee and other simple movements of the bones, but such a simple action, are like a tiger and a tiger, especially when the knee is on the top, there are two half-foot-long spiral spikes on the chic knee pad that are flashing with cold light, if he is hit by his knee in the body, it will definitely be no less than a blow from the top grade magic weapon.

The obvious counterpart is He Qiyi, unarmed.

"Cheating, he uses a set of superb magic weapons"

"It's not fair, what is the difference between Jiang Biao and using a powerful talisman seal!"

There were scattered cultivators in the audience who shouted, and some people in the scattered cultivators wanted to 'uphold justice' and asked him to fight with He Qi fairly, and the person who first shouted this had a grudge against Jiang Biao.

In fact, He Qi felt that it didn't matter, although the other party was using a spirit weapon, the true yuan was not strong, and he couldn't master the spirit weapon as he wanted, and he couldn't exert the maximum power of the attacking spirit weapon.

The Wind Chasing Boots on He Qi's feet are also spiritual weapons, this spiritual weapon is even more important than the attack spirit weapon, with He Qi's Xiaoyao Sutra forming a magic seal, especially after fusing the Yin Wind Escape, the acceleration effect of the Wind Chasing Boots was fully exerted by He Qi.

"Cheating"

"Cheating"

The audience was still coaxing, Jiang Biao was afraid of the branches, and just wanted to defeat He Qi quickly, he laughed fiercely, his face was hidden under the mask, and a fierce light shot out from the thick eyebrows and big eyes that his face was hidden under the mask, and he struck the giant sword in his hand on the giant shield, and shouted in his mouth:

"Wind, wind, wind",

With the sound of his roar, the small ring seemed to be full of murderous intent, and two transparent wings slowly grew from behind his jet-black armor.

"When you put a turtle shell on your head, I can't take you?"

He Qi raised his hands, and several wind blades flew out, which was the first time he had used an attack spell since the last competition.

When those wind blades came to Jiang Biao, the black light of the giant shield in Jiang Biao's hand flashed, and then he lifted the black giant shield upward, and several wind blades were just enough to shake the black light on the shield slightly, and then the wind blades scattered in all directions.

The audience originally had a little hope that he would be upset, but after seeing the power of these wind blades, they were disappointed.

Yue Laodao asked worriedly, "Old Yu, what do you think He Xiaoyou has a chance of winning?"

Yu Mu also replied with a grim face: "It's hard to say, it's hard to say!"

"Haha, Brother Jiang's Flying Tiger suit is in hand, that kid doesn't want to shake Brother Jiang at all"

There were people in the audience who had grievances with Jiang Biao, and naturally there were also friends with him, and his friends saw that he easily took He Qifeng Blade and began to praise him.

The people watching the battle said while watching, some were excited, and some sighed.

Among the thousands of monks, in addition to Yu Mu and Chu Jianghua and others, there were also more than a dozen people who wanted to upset with a small Bo and bet on He Qi to win the championship.

The monks who won two rounds in a row on the stage all stared at this fighting method with concern expressions, Mei Sanying secretly planned in his heart, after this round of fighting, how should he face it if he met Jiang Biao, the quiet woman who defeated Jiang Biao before frowned slightly, and secretly screamed in her heart that she was lucky, fortunately, Jiang Biao didn't take out this set of magic weapons just now.

"Look, the Flying Tiger Armor has a flying ban, and Jiang Dao's friendly speed is about to catch up with that kid. ”

However, Jiang Biao couldn't fully control the Flying Tiger Armor, he had more than enough speed, he was not flexible enough, and he was always a fraction of a millimeter short of being able to hit He Qi. Moreover, after all, he was only a spiritual cultivator, and at the same time he was urging a complete set of spiritual weapons, so he only had the speed of the first moment, and soon the speed slowed down due to the lack of true yuan.

"It's just relying on the benefits of the shield armor, with my means of controlling the wind, I can slowly grind the other party to death, but the rules set by the Liu envoy of the Tianyan Sword Sect cannot exceed the time of a stick of incense, it seems that I have to do my best to defeat Jiang Biao quickly!"

He Qisheng was flexible, and he instantly set a countermeasure in his heart, standing like a knife, and a huge wind blade slashed out. Jiang Biao pursed his lips and sneered under the mask, even if I can't beat you, but you don't want to defeat me with this level of attack!

Jiang Biao's wrist moved, a sword slashed, the giant sword was magnificent, the strong wind overflowed under the sword, the sword qi and the giant wind blade of He, both of them were destroyed, when Jiang Biao wanted to shoot again, the figure in front of him was a flower, and he lost the trace of the opponent.

Jiang Biao hurriedly let go of his divine sense, and immediately sensed that a spiritual power that was not weaker than just now was coming.

"Sneak up on me, watch me shield strike!"

Jiang Biao roared angrily, the giant shield in his hand bombarded the transparent giant palm, "bang", the giant shield smashed He Qi's giant wind palm, just when Jiang Biao was happy, He Qi got close behind Jiang Biao, took a deep breath, tried his best to run the true yuan, and hit Jiang Biao's back with a heavy punch, after the power of the wind spirit collapsed, He Qi hit another punch again.

"Boom, boom, boom"

There was a roar, like a heavenly drum beating.

He Qi attacked wildly, coupled with the power of the wind spirit that was controlled by the divine sense, and re-formed into a wind fist composed of wind spirit power, like a blacksmith striking iron, and bombarded Jiang Biao like a dense storm.

The cultivators in the audience were stunned on the spot.

"Isn't it...... That kid wants to use brute force to break through the armor?"

"He'll suffer if he's doing it so brutally!"

"Yes, how difficult it is to break through the defense of the spirit weapon, you have to fight until Jiang Biao Zhenyuan is exhausted and can't urge the spirit weapon, and then hit the spirit weapon body hard to have an effect!"

Even the monk surnamed Liu of the Tianyan Sword Sect frowned slightly, feeling that it was really unwise for He Qi to attack.

However, in He Qi's opinion, brute force is the best way to deal with Jiang Biao, whose whole body is tightly wrapped in battle armor, and He Qi's practice of Xiaoyao Jing is very proficient in wind control, and he doesn't have to worry about running out of true yuan.

"Ten punches!"

"Hundred punches!"

......

Under the attack of the indiscriminate bombardment, Jiang Biao was able to fight back a few times at first, but then he only saw He get up like a shadow, swaying dimly around him, as if two or three people were shooting at the same time, the faster he hit, Jiang Biao not only hit many punches.

"Hehe, Iron King Kong Jiang Biao is nothing more than that, if he doesn't wear the Flying Tiger Armor, he will be hit by more than a dozen punches, and nine lives will not be enough to die!" Someone in the audience commented disdainfully, as if he could be much stronger than Jiang Biao.

Boom, boom!

He Qi hit two punches heavily, wrapped his hand, and a wind binding technique, tripped Jiang Biao, who was out of order, to the ground, and stepped heavily on Jiang Biao's head with one kick, if it wasn't for the armor to protect him, Jiang Biao's head would be crushed like a watermelon at this time.

Hongyu and Wenshuang were dumbfounded, the 'Brother Jiang' in her two minds was being pressed to the ground and beaten fatly.

The accumulation of quantity finally ushered in the moment of qualitative change, the flying tiger armor was bleak, and the fists and feet were like a tide, and they did not weaken at all.

"Wu Xiu, haha, this is a genuine Wu Xiu, this dark horse I pressed is so violent! When he wins the championship, the hundred spirit stones that Lao Tzu pressed will not be doubled a hundredfold!"

A loose cultivator looked at the fierce He Qi, and laughed wildly:

"The little lady of the Xu family, you can't think of it, Lao Tzu and I sometimes come to run, you didn't expect it, Lao Tzu and I also have a day when I have a lot of money. ”

Dare to love this guy took a shit luck, and bet on He Qi, he watched He Qi abuse Jiang Biao, and began to look forward to He Qi's ability to suppress everyone.

"Ka!"

The flying tiger armor cracked a thin mark, and Jiang Biao, who was beaten to the ground and couldn't get up at all, slapped the ring and shouted: "Don't fight, don't fight, I admit defeat!"