On the side of the mountain road of Youyun Peak, because there are often Qi refining monks who make appointments to fight here, there is a foundation building senior in Spirit Beast Mountain who has specially opened up a stone platform here, which is ten zhang wide, but it is quite suitable as a place for fighting. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Don't talk nonsense, there are three people each, no dead hands, fall off the stone platform or admit defeat, the first one will be led by Wang, which of you will come first?" The ugly monk glanced at Qin Dan and snorted coldly.

Qin Dan glanced back when he heard this, and after hesitating for a moment, he suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "I'll come!"

"Brother Qin, no!"

"Brother Qin was injured a few days ago, so he can't do it again!"

The three casual cultivators immediately changed color and hurriedly dissuaded.

"Although Brother Qin's one-handed puppet technique is good, but under the damage to the mind, I am afraid that the power will be greatly reduced, this array, it is better for the old man to come. It was a white-haired old man with a ruddy face who spoke out, and after looking at the other side, he said solemnly.

"This, Brother Wang, ...... you" Qin Dan hesitated for a while, and finally nodded and said, "Okay, Brother Wang still needs to be careful, if the other party is killed, admit defeat as soon as possible." ”

"Don't worry, the old man is also an elder, no matter how bastard that kid is, he still dares to kill his ancestors?"

"I hope so. Qin Dan smiled bitterly.

Fang Nan on the side listened to the conversation between the two but glanced at the white-haired old man strangely, this person's cultivation is not weak, and the cultivation of the peak of the fifth layer of qi refining has been counted as the highest among these scattered cultivators, but listening to his words, it seems that he has something to do with the ugly monk surnamed Wang opposite.

As he was groaning, the white-haired old man had already stepped forward and looked coldly at the ugly monk, but when he looked at the other party, his face was quite embarrassed after seeing that it was the old man surnamed Wang.

"Third Uncle Ancestor, don't join in this fun when you are old, the younger generation will not dare to hurt you. The ugly monk sighed lightly, a little helplessly.

"Wang Yan, is it interesting to be pretending to be here?" the white-haired old man sneered, "If you really regard me as your elder in your heart, you won't directly do it to Qin Daoyou the day before yesterday!"

"That's Ziling grass, and the younger generation is also forced to do so, if it weren't for knowing that Uncle Ancestor you were also there at the time, this group of loose cultivators would have died on the spot. The ugly monk said this, and glanced contemptuously at the few loose cultivators behind him.

"You!" the white-haired old man blushed angrily and shouted angrily.

The ugly monk didn't want to talk any more nonsense, so he bowed slightly towards the white-haired old man and said, "The junior has offended. ”

As he spoke, he tiptoed a little, and the whole person jumped up like a dry onion on dry land, and landed firmly on the stone platform next to him.

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, and immediately the wind whirred around him, and in a few jumps, he went up to the stone platform and stood still in the south.

The crowd in the audience was also divided into two groups and gathered over.

"Wang Daoyou and that Wang Yan are really from the same family?"

Fang Nan looked up and suddenly asked softly.

Qin Dan in front of him sighed, "Yes, Wang Daoyou is already eighty years old this year, and he is the uncle of Wang Yan's son, although it is a relationship of several generations, but in the end it is from a family." But this is just the relationship between the two in the world, and now it is rare to step into the immortal path, and this relationship is naturally nothing in front of their own interests. ”

Fang Nan raised his eyes and looked at the two of them, and was silent and didn't say anything more.

For a moment, there was only the whistling wind that kept passing by the two people on the stone platform.

.......

On the stone platform, after the two glanced at each other, they both lowered their heads at the same time.

Snort!

A water-blue light curtain flashed out from the top of the old man's head in a few breaths, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a ball of light, protecting his whole body, and Wang Yan on the opposite side also offered a shield, but the color was light red.

The old man surnamed Bai raised his head coldly, slapped the storage bag with one hand, and only heard the sound of "Zheng", a strangely shaped three-foot long knife rolled out at the moment, and with a flash of light, it turned into a long gray man, and shot towards Wang Yan!

Brush!

The sound of breaking the air was loud, Wang Yan looked at the flying gray mang, his expression changed slightly, his sleeves and robes shook, and immediately several spirit runes came out, and then he flicked his fingers, and those light blue spirit runes immediately burned out in the wind, and they were scattered everywhere.

Next Moment!

Countless sky-blue smoke burst out from in front of him, spreading rapidly, almost instantly enveloping the small half of the stone platform in the north, and Wang Yan's figure was also covered by the heavy smoke, and disappeared.

The strange long knife was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it crossed most of the stone platform. At this time, the tip of the knife was already aimed at the direction where Wang Yan was before, but the moment he entered the azure smoke, the speed slowed down significantly, and the ripples like water ripples in front of the tip of the knife, and the entire long knife was stagnant in mid-air, like a quagmire.

"Hookah! You're willing to use it!"

The white-haired old man's face changed greatly, and he immediately shouted angrily.

You must know that this long knife is your only medium-grade magic weapon, which has always been left at the end as a killer weapon, and today facing Wang Yan, who is familiar with him, he sacrificed this magic weapon with his first hand, just to hit the other party by mistake, who knew that Wang Yan did not hesitate, and directly used the hookah charm in order to save spiritual power!

Fang Nan stood at the bottom of the stage, squinting at the blue smoke covered with the stone platform on the north side, but he was also a little surprised, this hookah talisman has a good defensive ability, and it is also one of the most cherished ones among the low-level spirit runes, one of which is eight or nine spirit stones, and it is not much different from the trapping talisman.

The other party is just a miscellaneous disciple of the fifth level of qi refining, and the resources distributed by Spirit Beast Mountain every month are also extremely limited, but he didn't expect that he would directly sacrifice a hookah talisman when fighting the method.

But now it seems that this talisman has obviously played a lot of roles, although the power of the low-level spirit rune is limited, and the cloud smoke on the stage is slowly dissipating at this moment, but the white-haired old man here has consumed more than thirty percent of the aura in his body in order to charge up this blow, and in comparison, Wang Yan's chances of winning have undoubtedly increased a lot.

......

Staring at the fading smoke, the white-haired old man bent his fingers, and the strange long knife immediately shot back, dancing in the wind around the light blue shield, turning into an impermeable wall of knives, which was equivalent to another layer of defense.

Finally, the figure in front of him flashed, and Wang Yan's figure appeared on the northeast side of the stone platform, while moving quickly to the west, his right wrist trembled, and the wind made a loud noise, and dozens of emerald green inches pierced the sky, directly towards the white-haired old man!

"Carving insect skills!"

The white-haired old man, who also knew a little about his nephew, immediately recognized that this was a set of flying needles that Wang Yan had used for more than ten years, although it seemed to be quite powerful, but in fact it was just a low-level spiritual weapon.