"Fang Xiang Stick Thirty-sixth Style! Fall to the ground!" Bi Sheng said and began to dance the stick. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ha!" At the same time, the golden figure took a stick and fought with a sword against the white-clothed brother.

"Hmph, Stacked Waves Sword Technique, Fourth Wave Undersurge!" Liu Xiaokou said as he danced his sword and began to pick up the stick.

"Roar!" the disciple in a white Taoist uniform swung his sword and caught the stick as he danced.

For a while, the scene was very spectacular, and the number of the white-clothed team was dominant, surrounding the people of the yellow-clothed team. If you look at it in the air, it looks like a white flower in full bloom, with a golden stamen blooming in the middle.

"Now there is a good show to watch, these two teams are not vegetarians. Which team will win?"

"Boss, which team do you think will win?" asked Ji Zixiang.

"It's evenly matched, it's really hard to say!" Gongsun Hu said.

"yes, I don't know which team will win. Qian Lang's team has a large number of people, Qian Lang's stacking wave swordsmanship is very good, although the number of Fang Botong is small, but Fang Xiang's stick is indeed not ordinary. Hua Rong said.

"Press, press, I will press Fang Botong to win, five thousand taels of gold!" Tai Er shouted loudly in Nangong Changsheng.

"I'll win by pressing the money, three thousand spirit stones!" Li Aoran also walked over. The ones they gambled on were all ordinary spirit stones.

"I'll win by pressing the money, two thousand spirit stones!" Zhan Wei also ran to press the bet.

"I'll win by pressing Fang Botong, three thousand spirit stones!" Han Wei said.

"I'll crush Fang Botong to win three thousand spirit stones!" another disciple shouted.

"I lost five thousand spirit stones. Taiji said with a smile. "Boss, who are you pressing?" Tai Eryi heard that everyone was betting on spirit stones, and he was embarrassed to shout gold anymore, so he directly shouted spirit stones.

"Hmph, I don't press anyone. Gongsun Hu said with a smile. I thought to myself, I knew that Fang Botong, a despicable and shameless guy, might really win, but why should I bet on him to win? Anyway, this guy doesn't deal with me.

......

The game was in full swing, there were a lot of bettors on the field, and at the same time, there were even more people watching the game. Of course, the bet ends one second before the start of the game.

After the bet, people pay close attention to everything in the field, and they bet on the wealth they care about the most.

If you predict well, you will become a little rich all of a sudden, and if you lose, you will soon become a poor egg, but everyone especially likes to do this kind of guessing.

"Wow, Fang Xiang's awesome is so powerful, look, three disciples have already been defeated!" someone said in surprise.

"That little guy is Bi Sheng, a disciple who is favored by the three foreign sects, and he is really good!"

Now there are three fewer people in the Qian Lang team, but the overall number is still more than that of Fang Botong's group.

"Zhao Tianhai, hurry up and use the return of the stacked waves sword technique. Liu Xiaokou commanded.

Fang Botong and Qian Lang never said a word from the start of the competition to the scene. Let the disciples in the field play freely.

Even if Bi Sheng defeated the three disciples of the white-clothed team, the two of them were unmoved.

Sure enough, the swords and sticks intersected, each not giving in, like two butterflies entangled in the field.

"Splitting the sky!"

"Long waves!"

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"Fang Xiang stick, point to the east and fight the west, guide to fight the north!" Bi Sheng instructed the ten gold-clothed disciples to attack Liu Xiaokou's white-clothed team frantically.

"Stacking waves of swords, adding fuel to the fire!" Liu Xiaokou shouted loudly, she was only fourteen years old, tall and heroic, although she was not as beautiful as Wang Cailian, but she had a strong female demeanor.

"The stick is like a swimming dragon, and the dragon is in the sea!" Bi Sheng beat and walked out of his artistic conception. I saw the golden figure carrying a long stick, hovering in the shadow of the sword like a dragon.

"Ah! this kid has sublimated my Fang Xiangawe!" Fang Botong said in surprise.

"This kid has a lot of potential, he must be cultivated well!" Gongsun Hu was very happy to see.

Of course, in addition to him, Elder Nangong, Mei Yu and the others also nodded.

Even Xiaoyaozi, the hand-shaking shopkeeper who was afraid of being entangled in affairs, also nodded.

"The waves ascend to the sky, whirling and chopping!" Liu Xiaokou played, and also deduced his own artistic conception.

"Hey! Liu Xiaokou has sublimated my Stacked Wave Sword!" Qian Lang also looked at her with great interest.

I saw that the sword skills in that field were like layers of waves, flying upward, and swept ten golden stick-bearers.

Liu Xiaokou thought that the previous three people were beaten down, and she was very dissatisfied, she wanted to get back on the field, so when she saw Bi Sheng playing this super-level stick method, she was willing to admit defeat.

"Ah, this little girl, it's very good, and you have to train it well!" Gongsun Hu was also very happy after seeing Liu Xiaokou's outbreak.

At the same time, these elders were also optimistic about this person, and Xiaoyaozi also nodded again.

This burst of sticks and swords intersected, and the disciples in the field were quickly knocked to the ground by the strength of the two. It seemed that with the help of this storm, for a while, thirteen disciples and nine disciples of the other party were swept out of the stage.

After they were ousted, they touched the back of their heads one by one, and they were still a little inexplicable?

"Hey, how did we suddenly get ousted?"

So they thought that in the square stick method they learned, there was no dragon panhai, and there was no stacked waves ascending to the sky and whirling and slashing in the sword technique.

At this time, only Bi Sheng, Liu Xiaokou, Fang Botong, and Qian Lang were left in the field.

But Bi Sheng and Liu Xiaokou were already out of breath, obviously because the super-level performance just now had exhausted their strength.

"Liu Xiaokou admit defeat!" Bi Sheng said. He jumped in front of Liu Xiaokou at once, and was about to hit him with a stick.

"Hmph, Bi Sheng, I won't admit defeat, unless you have the strength to knock me down. Liu Xiaokou said with a sword.

Who thought that Fang Botong didn't even think about it, and kicked Liu Xiaokou with one kick and kicked her off the stage.

"Ahh Gongsun Hu saw that it was not good, so he immediately jumped up reflexively, flew over, and caught her carefully.

"Palm, Boss...... , thank you!" Liu Xiaokou originally thought that he was going to be thrown half to death, but he didn't expect to fall into a warm embrace.

"It's okay, you're playing well!Let's go down and rest first!" Gongsun Hu said, and let her go. Immediately, someone came over, grabbed Liu Xiaokou, and wanted to take her to the rest area.

"Thank you, boss!" Liu Xiaokou's face had already turned red, and her heart throbbed, how warm was his chest? She bowed to Gongsun Hu and walked to the side.

"Fang Botong, you kid is shameless, you actually made a move to a new disciple. Qian Lang didn't expect Fang Botong to do it, and he didn't have time to save it for a while.

"Hmph, now on the stage, we are enemies, we are opponents, and I didn't kill him, I'm not shameless at all. Elder Zhang, did you say I fouled?" asked Fang Botong with a smile.

Zhang Zhen, as a referee, although he also felt that Fang Botong did a little despicable, but he didn't think he fouled.

So he exclaimed, "No!"

Qian Lang was extremely angry, picked up his sword and beckoned to Fang Botong. Fang Botong smiled, and also picked up the sword to fight him, Haoran righteous swordsmanship, against Qian Lang's snow mountain swordsmanship, Bi Sheng was on the stage while adjusting his luck, while carefully watching the sword exchange between the two.

Sure enough, it was an enemy opponent, because after Qian Lang's precious sword was destroyed by Gongsun Hu, he had been using an ordinary sword to Fang Botong's sword.

Gongsun Hu watched the two of them move without blinking, and he watched it very carefully.

Sure enough, it is a big sect, this sword technique is unusual, and the two of them have their own merits. Fang Botong's sword is awe-inspiring and fierce, and he can actually convert swords and sticks into each other, that is to say, the sword can use the magic and power of the stick, and at the same time, the sword moves are also different, Qian Lang's sword is frozen and ruthless.

Maybe it was because Qian Lang was annoyed that Fang Botong did to Liu Xiaokou, so his current swordsmanship, the sword and sword are ruthless, have long been out of a scholarly charm.

The two of you, you come and go, after more than a hundred moves, I saw Qian Lang retreat back, his sword went sideways, "Treading the snow to find plums!" Qian Lang said and beckoned to Fang Botong.

"Bi Sheng, get on the stick! Fang wants to be a stick, unpredictable. Fang Botong shouted, and he dodged directly to the right.

Bi Sheng immediately swung his stick at this time, Fang Xiang stick, pointed to the east to hit the west, and the guide to hit the north, and resolved Qian Lang's sword moves.

At this time, the two of them attacked Qian Lang with swords and sticks, although Bi Sheng was already tired to death before, but after resting for more than ten minutes, he regained a small part of his physical strength.

"It seems that Qian Lang is a little annoyed this time. The hearts of the people said.

"It's hard to win with one against two. Gongsun Huxin said.