Leng Qing had to face four hidden ghosts, and each of them was full of spiritual power. Suddenly, four black hands appeared in all directions at the same time, trying to imprison him.

Because he is Leng Qing, the hidden ghost only wants to imprison him, and does not want to extract his spiritual power and abolish him.

It was also because of this concern that his spells could not be fully used.

Suddenly, Leng Qing stopped the sword in his hand and said coldly: "Don't show mercy to my subordinates, my brother is my brother, I am me!"

The corners of the hidden ghost's mouth turned slightly to the right, and the face that was completely blocked by hair before could also be seen at this time. It's a very melancholy face, as if it's been in a state of depression all year round. Not very handsome, but also not as weird as other Xifeng disciples.

The hidden ghost said coldly: "You are far worse than Leng You!"

The three illusions that were conjured just now, in the blink of an eye, all merged into one and appeared behind Leng Qing. Only then did I realize that he was indeed the same as he said, and he was still far from Leng You, and he didn't even recognize his deity, but he actually said something to his illusion for a long time.

But his pride did not allow him to show his discouragement, and his figure swept by, appearing behind the hidden ghost, and the sword in his hand had already emitted a hundred sword lights.

When he was about to touch the hidden ghost, he was all absorbed by his black hand.

"Illusion!

Four illusions appeared again on the martial platform, but each illusion movement was different, and the palms of the hands were in the boundary seal. In a single breath, all four illusions stopped moving, all of which were very strange movements. But just as his palm stopped, the illusion returned to its original form.

At the same time, Leng Qing's body seemed to be pulled by the thread, unable to move, and the sword in his hand slowly began to dim, no longer emitting cold light, until it lost its aura and turned into a cold weapon.

The hidden ghost's hand moved slightly, and Leng Qing, who was a foot away, raised a hand, completely out of his control, and his movements were very funny, and he actually stabbed the sword in his hand towards his chest.

A mysterious voice fell from the sky: "Enough." "Very indifferently, with an irresistible deterrence.

The hidden ghost sat on the platform, as if he knew who was coming, and ignored it, but quickly removed the seal in his hand. I saw that all the Xifeng disciples on the bridge were boiling, and he casually entered a state of concentration again, completely ignoring those things.

They all looked back in the direction of the West Peak, expecting to see the person who made the sound. Until he carried Leng Qing down, he didn't see the person who made the sound just now.

After the disciple announced the results, Yi Xiaobai cautiously stepped onto the stage.

Before he stepped on the stage, he had already taken out a pile of talisman paper, and was just about to paste it, but he felt that it was inappropriate, so he retracted his foot and said to the hidden ghost: "You, you wait a minute!"

The Tibetan ghost did not speak, and remained in a state of concentration.

"I haven't entered the Huiwu Terrace yet, so you can't make a move on me...... Wait for me!"

As he explained, he raised his hand and pasted talisman paper on himself. Pasted his whole body all over, and the protective cover could completely break through the entire Huiwu platform.

His action undoubtedly angered Xifeng's disciples: "Yi Xiaobai, you stinky and shameless!" "Senior brother didn't use a talisman, you and his grandmother used so much." "Yi Xiaobai cheats, so many rune papers, how many tributes do you have to pay to get it?" "Why did Dongfeng come up with such a monster this time, phew-" "Cheating! cheating!"

The disciples of the West Peak are making a lot of noise on the bridge, and the disciples of the East Peak are not bad.

"I'm going to go like this, Yi Xiaobai's trick is breaking the sky!" "Can you still play martial arts like this?" I knew that I also worked hard to cultivate, and I went to the fifth layer of qi training to play martial arts......" "Senior Brother Xiaobai, do a good job! "Beat them up!" "Senior Brother Yi, come on!"

The disciples on both sides, no one let anyone, shouted towards the martial platform. Before the martial arts platform was closed, Yi Xiaobai could hear their shouts.

Fu Lingwen's injuries were the first to heal, and he staggered to the stage, where they were resting just now, sitting there alone.

He smiled and nodded at the people on the stage, and Yi Xiaobai also replied to him.

Fu Lingxian shouted with a sad expression: "Brother, little white ......"

The elders on the high platform were obviously a little impatient with Yi Xiaobai's preparation time for too long, and one of them spoke: "The martial arts begin." ”

When the sound fell, all the voices were isolated from the stage, and the disciples on the overpass on both sides couldn't hear each other's shouts, but all eyes were focused on the Huiwu platform.

The ghost didn't speak, he raised his eyes slightly, revealing one eye staring at him curiously. This feeling made Yi Xiaobai on the other side particularly uncomfortable, and let him stare at it like this, it was better to call directly like the disciple in front of him.

Yi Xiaobai felt cold and said tentatively: "That...... I can't beat you, and you know I can't throw in the towel...... As long as you don't suck my aura away, and don't cripple me, everything else is negotiable, such as ...... That, huh?" he paused deliberately to make the ghost understand what he meant.

But the hidden ghost didn't seem to understand what he meant at all, and said with interest: "Like what? What is that?"

But Yi Xiaobai was embarrassed to say it directly, just pretend to beat himself down, commonly known as 'fake fighting'.

I didn't think of any good words for a long time, and I was afraid that I would say it too bluntly, so that the elders on the stage understood the meaning, and said: "Even if I know that I can't beat you, I still fight hard, and then if you don't hurt me, I will lose...... Do you understand when I say that?"

Of course, the hidden ghost knew what he meant, and smiled coldly: "You're very interesting. But...... No way. ”

Yi Xiaobai thought that he would make a move after he finished speaking, and he was fully prepared, but he found that he was motionless again.

"If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move, and see who can consume whom. ”

Half an hour, an hour, two hours......

The elders on the high platform began to get sleepy, and they didn't see the two of them fighting. The ghost is motionless like a sculpture, standing on the platform. And Yi Xiaobai next to him was more leisurely than him, and actually took out the bed and slept on it.

Anyway, with the protection of the rune paper, he was not afraid of the sudden attack of the hidden ghost at all.

This was the martial arts that all their disciples wanted to see the most, and the result turned out to be watching one of them sleep and one to settle down. Even the elders on the high platform had left several times, and they didn't want to see their martial arts at all.

Unconsciously, after twelve hours, many elders and disciples left. This meeting is too boring here, and no one wants to waste time.

Suddenly, Yi Xiaobai jumped up from the bed, and he found that he was on fire all over his body. The burning himself was so hot that his hands slapped the flames, but they were all extinguished quickly.

When the last flame was extinguished, the hidden ghost suddenly spoke: "I don't take advantage of people's danger...... All your runes burn themselves, and your shields are gone. ”

Hearing the sound, Yi Xiaobai immediately found that the protective cover on his body had disappeared. There were no more people on the high platform and the overpass for a long time, and he spoke again: "I can't fight, okay?"

The hidden ghost said: "Give you ten breaths." ”

"One...... Cease. "II...... Cease. ”

Yi Xiaobai saw that he was as stubborn as a cow, so he knew that it didn't make sense, so he took out a pile of rune paper again and pasted it all over his body, just like when he first went to the martial arts platform, he had a very thick shield. Only then did he know that the rune paper had a certain time, and after that time the effect would disappear, and it would be burned like when it was broken by others.

Thinking of the rune paper given by Fu Lingxian, it was indeed such an effect, and he pondered: "It would be nice if there was no time effect......

Suddenly, I heard the hidden ghost say, "How many runes do you have?"

Pulled back to reality by his voice, he replied: "Endless ......"

The hidden ghost said lightly: "I'm just calculating how many hours it will take." Less than a hundred layers at a time, you're not safe, I can break it slowly. ”

Yi Xiaobai was completely opposite to what he thought, and said in his heart: "Why didn't you say it earlier? There were probably 500 pieces of rune paper in the bag...... It is estimated that it can last for four or five days, and then the elders, who will come to see our martial arts? I will admit defeat myself, so that I can live together, master, I am really a genius. ”

The Hidden Ghost interrupted his train of thought again and said, "I guess you probably have less than seven days of rune paper...... I can wait for you. ”

Yi Xiaobai was completely angry: "What? Hidden ghost, are you going to force me to a dead end?" If you force me, I will bite you to death!" He doesn't like others to force him the most, because often the people who force him are the ones he can't beat, which is very helpless.

The ghost is deep in thought again. didn't pay attention to Yi Xiaobai, but settled on the martial arts platform and comprehended his magical powers.

Just now, a few disciples saw Yi Xiaobai on fire, thinking that the martial arts meeting between the two of them had begun, and called many disciples to watch, but they ran away in vain.

It was the same for several days in a row, the high platform was empty, not even the disciples of Jiuzong Mountain were gone, and only the two of them were left in the middle of the island.

Kojima is also weird, and has been in a state of merger until the winner is decided.

Yi Xiaobai was burned awake every day, counting exactly one hundred pieces of rune paper every day and pasting them on his body. He wanted to send the sound and ask the little stammerer to change some rune paper for him, but he couldn't get it out at all.

Five days later, the ghost spoke again, "I guess you don't have any rune paper anymore. ”

Yi Xiaobai was poked by him in the center, his heart was shocked, and he reluctantly denied it: "No, then you can try!"

The hidden ghost suddenly laughed and said, "Yi Xiaobai, you are suitable to come to Xifeng to cultivate." ”

Yi Xiaobai refused: "Bah, I don't want it, master! What kind of demons and monsters are you Xifeng, either sucking spirits or eating remnant souls, it's too cruel...... Not for me!"

When you think about it, you feel that Dongfeng is simply heaven. There are senior brothers from the Nine Sects Mountain Inner Sect to teach, and there is also an immortal-like elder, mainly the female cultivators of Dongfeng are cute and beautiful, they don't absorb spirits or eat remnant souls, and they will worship him.

The Tibetan ghost didn't speak, his point of view was completely different from Yi Xiaobai's, it can be said that he was a person from two worlds, just like a sense of déjà vu of one good and one evil.

After another six hours, Yi Xiaobai was completely panicked, and in another six hours, another batch of his rune paper would be burned, and the rest would not be enough for him to survive a day.

Seeing that he was showing some anxiety, the hidden ghost said, "There are six hours left." ”