Zhang Xiaotian glanced at Gong Shang Liuying, and a gloating expression appeared on his face.

Gong Shang Liu Yingtie looked at Gong Shang Yumo who was refining in the field with a blue face and didn't say a word, this would really be a slap in the face.

After Wang An ran to the No. 8 arena of Doufa, he found that there were still more than a hundred people who had his turn, and he was instantly relieved, and turned to watch others compete with relish.

"I don't know if the three of Feifan have finished the competition?" Wang An's heart moved slightly, and he sent a message to Xiao Sheng and the others.

"It's really bad!" Wang An sighed in his heart as he looked at the people fighting in the arena.

The two people on the field were both cultivators of the sixth level of qi refining, one was a middle-aged man in a white robe, a pair of dripping eyes revealed a hint of treachery, holding a nine-ring knife and dancing vigorously, and the other was a big man wearing a beast-patterned coat, wearing a string of rough white bone chains around his neck, holding a huge black iron hammer in his hand, and the wind was raging all around.

The two are equal, and you and I can't go back and forth.

"Come on, senior brother!"

"That's amazing!"

There were bursts of cheers from the sidelines.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already exchanged more than 100 moves, and the aura was shocking, the wind was raging, and it was extremely fierce.

Every hammer of the Great Han was extremely powerful, and the air was shaking, and if the ring hadn't been blessed by the talisman array, it would have been shattered by him a long time ago.

The white-robed middle-aged man has been fighting with him with dexterity.

"You cheat!"

Suddenly the situation on the stage changed. I saw that the middle-aged man deliberately retreated to the edge of the ring, with an expression of exhaustion on his face.

The big man was ecstatic, dancing the Xuantie Hammer, and directly sacrificed the strongest killing move.

Just when the middle-aged man was shrouded by the menacing hammer shadow, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the big man's heart sank and said that he was going to suffer;

There was a "clang" sparks, and the knives and hammers slammed together.

The middle-aged man's body flashed in front of the big man like a ghost, and a thunderbolt hit the big man in the chest.

It was too late for the big man to think about the defense, and he flew out directly with a muffled snort, and a mouthful of blood instantly flew in the air.

"You've lost!" the man smirked.

"You ......" The big man struggled for a moment and didn't stand up, and suddenly covered his chest, his face full of pain.

Seeing that the referee directly announced the results of the game, Dahan had to look at the middle-aged man with an unwilling face.

Wang An looked at the two of them with some boredness, and finally received Yan Feifan's reply at this time, the opponents of the three of them in the first game were all at the first level of Qi refining, and they were easily promoted directly.

Wang An, who was a little bored, went directly to the tenth ring to watch, and if nothing else, the people here would be his main opponents.

The No. 10 ring is really very exciting, and there are monks such as insect beast puppets and poisons, which greatly increases Wang An's knowledge.

At this moment, the fighting method on the stage is a scholar with a pen, and his opponent is a small bald head wielding a golden Zen staff, and the villain is exuding a terrifying aura of twelve layers of qi refining, and the two of them are like electricity, and they are fierce and powerful between the shots.

I saw that the scholar was holding a pen and writing a word in the air, and it turned into an extremely powerful attack.

The scholar had just finished writing the word "sword" in ancient style, and the entire font seemed to turn into a sharp sword and pounced directly on the little monk.

The monk's face was grim, the Zen staff in his hand danced impermeable, and the whole person was shrouded in golden light, the incomparably powerful, sharp "sword" word seemed to meet a wall, and the impact on the outer edge of the golden light shook violently, and the light gradually dimmed.

"Swastika!"

The monk's face was solemn, and one by one the swastikas spit out directly from the monk's mouth, faintly visible in the air.

"Haha, little monk, you want to purify me, I'm still a little tender. The scholar chuckled.

With a stroke of his pen, he wrote a "shield" in the air, and the "shield" instantly turned into a shield to block the swastika.

"Nine-character mantra!"

"It's really powerful, this Shao Yangzi's nine-character mantra is so powerful. ”

"The monk who did not quit actually used the Great Compassion Mantra, this is his finale. ”

.....

The people watching from the sidelines talked a lot, and Wang An was also addicted.

Just when Wang An was fascinated, he suddenly found that his identity card vibrated loudly, and when he saw a line of words suddenly appearing on it, Wang An hurriedly ran back to the No. 8 platform.

"It's coming to me so soon. ”

"Wang An, Du Yunxiao!"

"It's finally me. Wang An rolled over and landed in the ring with a harrier, followed by a young man in brocade clothes, who exuded the aura of the fifth layer of qi refining.

"During the competition, you are not allowed to use spiritual weapons, you are not allowed to use intermediate and above talismans, if there are Dan masters, puppet masters, beast masters, array mages... Show me the badge. The judges glanced at the two lightly, and flew directly outside the ring after saying a word.

"I've seen Senior Brother Wang. Du Yunxiao arched his hand to Wang An with a wry smile.

"Do you know me?" Wang An looked at the unfamiliar face in front of him, and couldn't remember where he had seen this person.

"Hehe, Senior Brother shook the Inner Gate last time in the outer gate, this is a good story in our outer gate, it's hard to know if you don't want to. Du Yunxiao said to Wang An excitedly.

"Uh... So I'm so famous!" Wang An smiled a little speechlessly.

"Even if I know that I am not a senior brother's opponent, I still have to fight. Du Yunxiao's face was for a while, and a sense of battle spirit rose leisurely.

"Senior brother, be careful. Du Yunxiao's hand shook, and the three-foot Qingfeng sword on his back suddenly arrived in his hand, and he gently pulled a sword flower and ran towards Wang An abruptly.

Although Wang An had not practiced the body method, he was better than the suppression of cultivation, coupled with his cultivation far beyond the same level, he easily dodged Du Yunxiao's fatal blow.

In Wang An's eyes, Du Yunxiao's every move seemed to be slowed down countless times, and he could have countless hours to think about how to dodge.

"Senior brother, is this looking down on me? Seeing that he had made so many moves and didn't even touch the corners of the other party's clothes, Du Yunxiao looked embarrassed and said to Wang An angrily.

"Okay!" Wang An suddenly retreated, and with a wave of his hands, dozens of low-level talismans fell on Du Yunxiao's body.

Although Du Yunxiao was ready, he never imagined that Wang An would carry so many talismans on his body, and his whole body would be blown into black charcoal, and his whole body would be covered with flesh.

"You, you..." Du Yunxiao, who was lying on the ground, was so angry that he couldn't say a word, and he fainted directly.

"Haha... Du Yunxiao deserves it!"

"Senior Brother Wang is mighty!"

There was a burst of cheers outside the stadium.

At this time, there was only one person outside the arena who looked at Wang An viciously, and this person was Zhao Yi.

"Wait, I'll let you be arrogant for a few days, and I'll clean up those garbage after you. ”