"It's also the Sumeru Ring!"

"That's a bit of a big bet."

"In the end, there is a brother with a high level of cultivation, and the confidence is enough" The onlookers saw the two priceless Sumeru rings on the table, and immediately lost their voices in amazement, their eyes full of envy and jealousy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Sister, this ......" In the corner not far away, Lin Bing'er, who was watching the movements of the two people in the field, saw the Sumeru ring, and the ice cube's face eased a little, and pulled Lin Huo'er's arm.

"Don't worry, that step seal didn't say anything. ”

Lin Bing'er followed the prestige, and sure enough, the color of the steps off the field remained unchanged, and it seemed to be accompanied by the Sumeru ring becoming a bet, and there was even a smile on his face.

Seeing that Yang Xuan was very satisfied, Qiu Jingtian opened his mouth and said, "Since the junior brother agrees to the gambling game, how about you please give a witness to all the fellow disciples present?" Senior Brother Yang, as a senior brother, will not take advantage of you, let you make three moves."

"In this way, then thank you Senior Brother" Yang Xuan heard this, and sneered in his heart, but he pretended to be happy on his face, and thanked him again and again.

Qiu Jingtian smiled, carried one hand behind him, and raised the other hand in front of him, "Make a move"

Yang Xuan didn't seem to be too lazy to deal with him anymore, he didn't use his body technique, he didn't even pull out the sword in his hand, and with a force under his feet, his body shot away, and the speed was extremely fast.

He seemed to be intent on trying himself, and Zhenyuan spread all over his hands and punched out.

Even if he didn't use his body technique, Yang Xuan's own speed had also improved significantly in the three days of cultivation day and night, and it was twice as fast as when he was competing with Bufeng at the outer gate a few days ago.

Qiu Zhentian's face did not change, but he was a little surprised in his heart, such a power was already extremely fast for him, but fortunately, it was still within the controllable range, if Yang Xuan was only at this level, although today's battle would take a little effort, it would be won.

It's just that his fist with a faint golden light is a little stressful, but it's not helpless.

I said before that I would make three moves, and I couldn't change the tone on the spot at the moment, and I made a mistake in my footsteps, and I avoided this head-on punch very elegantly.

Yang Xuan didn't rely on a blow to play the skill, he turned his fist into a palm, his speed suddenly increased, and he slashed at his throat, if he was hit this time, even if he was undefeated, he would definitely be extremely embarrassed.

Qiu was shocked in his heart, his right hand was raised instantly, and his fingertips suddenly touched the center of Yang Xuan's palm, thinking that it would be easily missed, but as soon as he touched it, it was as if he had hit a dark iron, and his two fingers were in pain for a while, almost making him scream.

A trace of disbelief flashed under his eyes, his palm turned into a fist, and Zhenyuan was about to swing it out, but Yang Xuan suddenly retracted his strength, as if the finger just now had a role, successfully blocking the attack.

Seeing that his bent legs kicked violently, the fast calves were all phantoms, and he no longer hesitated, and also raised his legs to resist.

The expected violent collision did not appear, and the strange feeling of releasing water as if the other party was releasing water rose again, and Yang Xuan kicked out a kick that lightly touched his leg, and his body flew backwards with the help of force.

This behavior made Qiu Tian stunned, and the doubts in his mind were even worse, "Why did he do this," Until now, after a short period of contact, he still didn't see Yang Xuan's strength.

In an inconspicuous corner in the distance, under the shade of a tree, there seemed to be a sturdy man looking at the two people fighting in the field, his eyes were cold.

"Senior brother is really powerful, the three moves have passed, let's shoot" Yang Xuan, who landed on the ground, made the action he did before, which was a kind of courtesy in itself, but in the eyes of today's Qiu Jingtian, it was a naked provocation.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Senior brother is not simple, since this is the case, be careful" As soon as the words fell, the light in Qiu Jingtian's hand flashed, the long sword appeared in his hand, and it was unsheathed with a choking sound, and a solemn atmosphere suddenly rose, turning into a rolling and vast coercion, and the waves swept towards Yang Xuan.

Drinking lightly in his mouth, "King Kong Sword Slash" held the sword with the power of cutting gold and breaking jade, and cut it off on the head.

At this time, Yang Xuan reined in his joking thoughts, changed to mockery, and looked at the seemingly powerful hatred with a playful look, to be honest, this feeling of coercion was more than 108,000 miles worse than the sword momentum of Zhi Bufeng.

In the face of such heavy pressure, I can calmly deal with it, let alone this kind of small splash like a stone thrown into the water.

In an instant, everyone in the audience only felt a flash of cold light, and they didn't know if Yang Xuan's sword was unsheathed, and a strange feeling with a haoran aura in the edge suddenly appeared.

The scene in the quiet room is reproduced on the fighting platform, the ink-colored afterimage is like a ghost, often one has appeared, the other has not disappeared, and in a short time, the large competition platform is full of such afterimages

"Wow, Yang Xuan really has confidence, what kind of body is this, so powerful"

"I thought he was just trying to save face, and he barely faced the battle, but now he looks superficial"

"We underestimated him"

Lin Bing'er and Lin Huo'er, who were watching the battle not far away, both had their eyes lit up, and they watched with great interest, yes, they were watching.

The so-called layman looks at the excitement, and the insider looks at the doorway, for ordinary inner disciples, what they see is only gorgeous body martial arts, but as a famous master of the inner door shooting, they perceive the extraordinary from the afterimage of this full scene.

This is not a waste of true yuan, nor is it really gorgeous, on the contrary, every afterimage is a manifestation of speed, there is basically no trace of the maintenance of true yuan, and the awe-inspiring power revealed can inadvertently send chills down people's spines.

Qiu Tiantian, who raised his sword to slash, was stunned when he saw this, and the golden phantom of raising his sword forgot to attack, and he was so stunned that he stopped in mid-air, the original vast pressure of the sea was stagnant, and his eyes looked at the shadows of different shapes with some dazed and incredulous.

"Ink" suddenly, a cold soft shout sounded in the dense afterimages, and it seemed that all the afterimages spoke together, the scene was extremely mysterious, and in the next moment, countless afterimages stagnated, and suddenly turned into ink spots in the sky, invisibly surround the square space left and right before and after Qiu Jingtian.

One couldn't breathe, the ink dots exploded, the offensive condensed by the heaven-shattering hatred collapsed in an instant, the giant sword phantom turned into a little starlight and dissipated, and the entire competition platform was covered in dust, and the situation in it was a little unreal.

"Hmph," the sudden hum resounded throughout the audience, and the onlookers who were immersed in this powerful blow suddenly came back to their senses, but they were surprised to find a stout man standing under the competition platform with a gloomy face.

"Qiu Jingyu, he's coming"

"How did he come here,"

Bu Feng had already noticed that something was wrong when he snorted lightly, and his right hand stroked the handle of the knife, and the momentum was not released.

Unexpectedly, there was another flash of light in the field, and two beautiful women with beautiful looks and very different temperaments appeared, as if they were unintentionally blocking in front of Qiu Jingyu, looking at him with a smile.

"Brother Jingyu, the results haven't come out yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

Qiu Jingyu didn't speak, but looked at the two of them coldly, at this time, seeing this, Bu Feng in the field put down his right hand rubbing the hilt of the knife, and looked at the three people facing each other with a strange expression.

After a while, the smoke and dust cleared, and Yang Xuan held the sword in one hand and drooped slightly, his body was like a straight green pine, his clothes were neat, and his face was as usual, as if the powerful move just now had nothing to do with him.

On the other hand, Qiu Jingtian was a little miserable, unkempt, his hair that had been tied up was all scattered, his clothes were torn, and he stood there looking at Yang Xuan fiercely, panting and looking extremely embarrassed.

Strangely, the chest was intact, not even a trace of dust.

"Ahem, I really underestimated you, Yang Xuan!"

"Hehe, there, senior brother is serious,"

Seeing the fierce force of the enemy, the clothes on his chest were torn by it, and his heart moved, and a simple and luxurious mirror appeared on his chest, and then slowly floated until it rose to three inches above his head and stopped there, exuding a misty luster.

"It's ...... Floating mirror?"

"This is a defensive spirit treasure, how can there be a hatred of the heavens"

Qiu Jingyu's gloomy face on the side finally eased a little, although his younger brother does not learn and has no skills, and causes trouble everywhere, but in the past few years, under his supervision, he still has some ability, and now he doesn't have to worry about defense, if he attacks strongly, the chance of winning should be very high.

After all, the opponent is just a small character with no name, and he has only been in the inner door for less than a week.

"Qiu Jingyu, you cheat" Lin Huo'er was anxious, and pointed at the culprit at the moment, and said in a rather angry tone, "This floating mirror is a second-order spiritual treasure, which can rebound and attack, and it cannot be broken without knowing the Tibetan realm." of you...... You're being too bummer."

"Oh, such a powerful thing turned out to be Qiu Jingyu's?"

"He also lent it to his younger brother, this is a bit too shameless, Yang Xuan is just a disciple who has just entered the mortal world."

"Isn't it?" the others began to talk about it, but Qiu Jingyu was unmoved, nor did he answer Lin Huo'er's question, and he was extremely calm from beginning to end.

Qiu Jingtian on the fighting platform listened to the discussion of everyone in the audience, but he didn't care at all, and looked at Yang Xuan with a slightly hideous face.

The tone was cold, "I didn't expect it, you will definitely lose today"

Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows, his gaze became calm, and he also heard Lin Huo'er's words just now, "Rebound attack?"

"Hehe, it seems that this turtle shell gives you a lot of confidence"

"Don't pretend anymore, I admit that you can use the cultivation of the early stage of the Transformation Realm to play that powerful attack, but it is extraordinary, but it is limited to that, with your True Yuan Reserves, you can still fight a few times with that kind of attack" Qiu Jingtian's laughter became more and more rampant, as if he had eaten Yang Xuan.

On the contrary, in the eyes of the onlookers in the audience, and even the two Qiu brothers, Yang Xuan, who should have been at a loss and looked nervous and desperate, was unusually calm.

A pair of shining eyes looked at the bronze mirror floating in the air, "It seems that you are still very naïve." ”

"What?"

"Do you really think that I was all my power just now?"

Qiu was stunned, everyone in the audience was stunned, no, there was only one person who looked as usual, that was Bu Feng, it seemed that he had inexplicable confidence in Yang Xuan.

"Hahaha, you just have a hard mouth, now admit defeat with me, I will make you lose a little better"

Yang Xuan smiled disdainfully, "I heard that two years ago, you fought with Bufeng, and he beat you to bed for two months, is there such a thing?"

Qiu Jingtian's face turned pale when he heard this, and he didn't speak.

"Since that's the case, you can lie down for another half a year" As soon as the words fell, Yang Xuan's figure disappeared again, and in a few breaths, an ink-colored afterimage appeared, Qiu Jingtian seemed to be a little scared, and Zhenyuan frantically poured into the floating mirror, and the mirror body shone brightly, and there was a faint layer of energy film that flowed through the whole body.

The entire arena fell silent for a moment, only the wind whistled and the sound of breathing one after another resounded in the field.

"Zheng" A clear buzzing sound suddenly appeared, and the half-moon-shaped ink-colored sword appeared, one, two, and the figure of the young man dancing the sword in the center seemed to be a knowledgeable literati, writing something on the paper with a pen, and it was extremely elegant and heroic.

Suddenly, the original awe-inspiring momentum increased again, and the half-moon sword seemed to turn into substance, rushing away with a roaring sound like thunder.

Qiu Zhentian, who was in the shield, looked horrified, looking at the ink-colored sword in disbelief, for the first time, he had doubts about the floating mirror that his brother had lent him.

"Bang, click" The sword slammed into the shield, and the rebound that was said to be good did not appear, it seemed that the strength of the spirit treasure exceeded the maximum amount that it could rebound, and the sword style was blocked, but the impact was not false, Qiu Tiantian opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood mist, the sound of bones shattering all over his body sounded chaotically, and the body shape regressed uncontrollably.

The so-called floating mirror was suspended three inches above its head, and a rugged crack slowly appeared on the mirror surface, inch by inch, gradually crawling all over the mirror, and then, crashing to the ground.

Qiu Jingtian hadn't recovered from the impact just now, he only felt that the bones in his whole body seemed to be shattered by the impact just now, and he didn't care about the severe pain in his body, and looked at the floating mirror with countless petals shattered into countless petals, and he didn't even pay attention to the iron sword that suddenly appeared between his neck.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you" Yang Xuan said lightly, without the slightest joy of victory in his expression, "In comparison, you are far behind"