Of course, this is based on the premise of ideals.

"The ninth game of the competition begins, please enter the monks of both sides!"

"Whoosh~!"

A green light flashed, and then I saw that there was one more person in the ring.

As soon as this person appeared, a foul smell immediately came out of the ring. Even the Brigitte Lady below couldn't help but blush and covered her nose.

This person is the junior brother of Brigitte Niangniang, the monk named Bi You.

Dressed in a yellow robe, he also carries a black gourd on his back.

The momentum is not bad, but the image is really not good.

The big head, the small thin neck, and the head is still developing horizontally from north to south, how ugly it is, how ugly it is.

His hair was unkempt, his feet were bare, and his feet were full of mud.

I don't know how long it has been since I washed my feet. The toenails of the hands and feet were nearly half a foot, like twenty steel structures, shining with oil.

"Whoosh~!"

As the figure flashed, the thunder appeared, like a lightning bolt in the air.

The Khitan people came from none other than Lei Hu.

"Do you still need me to do it?" Lei Hu's eyes flashed with purple light, and then he said.

"You're Thunder Tiger, aren't you? Don't be useless with me, even if you have the ability, let the horse come, I'm not afraid of you!"

"yes? It won't be long before you know. Whispering, a faint electric spark flashed on Lei Hu's body.

"Hehe, don't brag, Lei Hu, you try the poisonous smoke refined by the old man first!" Bi You didn't pay much attention to Lei Hu, raised his hand to pick up the black gourd behind him, and was about to unscrew the plug on the opening.

This grind is broken.

While he wasn't paying attention, he saw Lei Hu's figure flashing!

"Huh~!"

A purple lightning bolt suddenly released in the middle of the ring.

"Bang!"

The super-fast attack and the lightning flash slash, before Bi You could understand what was going on, her body had already fallen out of the ring.

When the old demon grabbed it, a burnt smell entered his nostrils.

Looking at Bi Yu again, all the clothes on her body are burnt, even the hair is burnt, and the whole naked body is presented.

Fortunately, he just passed out in a coma, and there was no major illness.

The surrounding friars were all flushed when they saw it, and they didn't dare to look closely.

"It's a shame for me, you don't give him a coat!" After speaking, Wan Lao Mo threw him backwards and threw him behind a monk to take care of.

While scolding his own monk for not being angry, Wan Lao Mo couldn't help but be surprised by the speed of the Thunder Tiger.

At the impact just now, except for a few of them and the old monsters, the other monks didn't know what was going on.

Looking at the return of Lei Hu, the old monsters in southern Xinjiang were also full of emotion.

"It turns out that when the speed reaches a certain level, it is so terrifying that it does not give the other party a chance to cast spells at all. Gu Yun shook his head and whispered.

"That's nature. Under the effect of the thunder attribute exercise and the thunder spirit bead of the thunder tiger, there is also a large increase in speed. If this person advances to the Yuanying realm, I really can't imagine how much of a threat it poses to my southern Xinjiang. The old man nodded in agreement.

With Biyou's defeat, the Khitan finally pulled back a game.

However, it was still 3-5 behind.

Because of Gu Yun's draw, the situation on the field has also changed a lot.

There are four rounds left, all of which are battles between the old monsters.

Win all four games to achieve Khitan victory. If you win three games, you have to fight if you don't get it right.

The situation is more favorable to southern Xinjiang, but the southern Xinjiang side does not dare to be careless.

If the other party loses, it's a big deal for the Hui people, and if they lose the territory, they won't be protected.

"Amitabha, the tenth game of the competition begins, and the monks of both sides enter!" The old monk of the Eight Immortals Table shouted the Buddha horn and opened the Yuanying-level ring battle.

"Brigitte, it's up to you. While everyone next to him was looking at the direction of the ring, Wan Lao Mo stroked Brigitte Niangniang's ass with his hand, which was regarded as rubbing oil.

"Thank you for your concern. ”

"Huh~!"

The green light flashed on her body, and Brigitte's figure entered the ring in the blink of an eye.

Not to mention anything else, the speed of this entry is even faster than the Thunder Tiger just now!

The old monster at the level of Yuan Ying is not a joke.

"Little girl Brigitte, I don't know which Taoist friend in southern Xinjiang is willing to fight?" As she spoke, Brigitte Niangniang looked at the Khitan camp with a smile in her eyes.

As soon as the words fell, a mocking voice was already heard.

"Slut, I'll meet you!"

The same woman's voice.

"Huh~!"

The white light flashed, and a woman wearing a white veil appeared in front of her.

This woman is not inferior to Brigitte in terms of appearance or figure, and is even more tempting.

The oversized breasts were almost as big as watermelons, which attracted the attention of many male friars.

"Who are you?" asked Brigitte, gritting her teeth.

At first glance, it turned out to be a woman, and her figure was better than herself, and the woman's jealousy suddenly jumped up.

"I'm Yelumei of the Khitan tribe, known as a glamorous witch, so I'm afraid. Jeremiah introduced with some smugness.

"Hahaha, it's still a glamorous witch, I think it's a big Khitan cow. ”

"Slut, who are you scolding?" Yelumei was furious when she heard this.

"Hehe, what about the old lady scolding you?" said Brigitte Niangniang, and her palm slowly touched the storage bag on her waist.

"Die!" Yelumei snorted softly, and under the condensation of mana, she flicked her fingers at Brigitte Niangniang's void.

"Huh~!"

A white light icicle shot out immediately, and it came quickly and quickly.

When she was about to reach Brigitte Niangniang, the white light icicle suddenly exploded and turned into a white diamond mirror. The surface is full of cold smoke, and it looks cold and abnormal.

Immediately after, Yelumei's fingers pinched.

"Up~!"

"Wow~!"

The white ice mirror suddenly dissipated, and as it continued to grow longer, it turned into an oval ice wall. Its surface is smooth as a mirror, flashing with spiritual light.

The ice wall traps Brigitte Lady in the middle, preventing her from moving easily.

"Whoosh~!" moved, and Yelumei jumped into the circle.

"Phantom Stasis!"

"Huh~!"

Suddenly, Yelumei's body became erratic, and she turned into a ball of white light and burrowed into the ice wall!

The next moment, the ice wall was full of Yelumei's figure, and his movements were ever-changing, and there were hundreds of them.

For a while, I didn't know where the body was and which was the phantom.

"Icicle Rain!"

With a soft snort inside, I saw that all the ice wall phantoms were pinching their fingers and were about to cast spells.

Seeing this, Brigitte Niangniang was not flustered, and her eyes were closed all of a sudden.

"Fluorescent Shield!"

"Hiss~!"

Before the opponent's ice pick could be released, the green light on Brigitte Niang's body flashed, and a colored light shield shield covered with various spots of light appeared outside the body.

"Woo~Sigh~Sigh~Boom~!"

Suddenly, hundreds of unusually sharp ice picks shot out from the hands of the Ice Wall Phantom, like raindrops, stabbing at Brigitte Niangniang.

"Bang, bang, bang!bang!bang!!"

A small sound came one after another.

However, fortunately, the shield of Brigitte Niangniang at the level of the Primal Infant Monster is extremely strong, blocking many of the opponent's attacks.

As the ice flowers continued to shatter and fall, Yelume's icicle attack stopped.

It was at this time.

Brigitte finally opened her eyes, and a large green light suddenly appeared between her palms.

"Poison Flash!"

With a soft snort, he aimed his palms at the blue light mask outside.

In an instant, the various strange lights of the entire color mask became extremely gorgeous, and the brilliance suddenly soared.

Countless beams of light shot out from the shield, targeting the surrounding walls of ice.

"Ah~!my eyes!"

All I could hear was a scream from inside the ice wall.

"Wow~!"

Suddenly, the entire ice wall collapsed, turning into countless fragments and scattering them.

Many phantoms condensed in one place again, and the body of Na Yelumei stumbled out, covering her eyes with both hands.

It seems that being swept away by the poisonous light, even at the Yuan Infant level, is extremely painful.

"Hehe, my light is poisonous. Slut, get out of here!"

At this time, Brigitte's figure flashed and appeared behind Yelumei

Raise your leg and come out, and your toe is in the middle of Jerumei's chin.

"Whoosh~!"

kicked the opponent out of the ring with a kick.

Fortunately, there were Khitan monks who responded and took Yelumei's body back to the main formation.

At this time, Brigitte Niangniang dodged out of the ring and came to Wan Lao Mo's side.

"Hehehe, Senior Wan, how is it?" Brigitte whispered to the old devil with a smile.

"Well, yes, you're really sassier than her. Wan Lao Mo half-jokingly spoke as his palms walked away from her hips again.

I enjoyed it very much, too.

"Hmph, people ignore you. "That being said, Brigitte still came to the old devil's side.

The two of them immediately began to squeeze their eyebrows in front of the monks in southern Xinjiang.

Although it was not very comfortable to watch, Gu Yun and the others were still satisfied in their hearts.

After all, Nanjiang has already won six games.

Even if you win only one of the next three games, you will be considered a victory!

On the other hand, on the Khitan side, even if the next three games are all won, they will have to play the play-offs to have hope.

At this time, the monks of Southern Xinjiang who were watching from the sidelines became lively, and the atmosphere reached the highest point.

"Wow~ Win again!"

"Yes, we have hope!"

"Hahaha, now you should know that we are not easy to mess with!"

"Mm-hmm, I thought so too. ”

Miscellaneous, there is everything.

But in general, they are more satisfied with the monks who participated in the war in southern Xinjiang.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! The tenth round of the competition begins, and the monks of both sides enter!"

The Flying Feather Monk, who was in charge of the refereeing at the Eight Immortals Table, shouted again and blew the tenth round of the ring match.

"Whoosh~!"

The figure flickered, and the Purple Cloud Sect's Cloud Red Palm Sect personally went into battle.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, I am the head of the Cloud Equator of the Ziyun Sect, which Khitan Daoist is facing the poor Dao?" Considering that it might be the final battle, the old Dao of Ziyun was in a good mood, and stroked his beard as he spoke.

It's very natural.

As soon as the words fell, a person over there had already flown up.

"I'm here to meet you!"

"Whoosh~!"

This Yeluliang is also anxious, and he raised his palm and beat him without saying a word.

Of course, Yun Chi Lao Dao here is not a vegetarian, his body flashed again and again, and he raised his palms to meet the attack.

"Papapapa~!"

"Xiu Xiu~!"

There were bursts of noise, and the figures of the two were scurrying around.

The strength of these two people is equal, so the fight is also very fierce, and everyone below is dazzled.

After about half a pillar of incense.

Maybe it was the fierce battle that consumed too much spiritual power, and while Yeluliang didn't pay attention, Yun Chi Lao Dao made a false move.

It seems to be raising its palms to meet the enemy, but in fact, it is attacking with both legs.

"Yin Yang Boy Legs!!"

"Bang!"

It's like shooting a ball, and he kicks Yeluliang out of the ring.

"Huh~!"

"Poof~!"

People are in mid-air, and they can't help but surge in blood.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Yeluliang's mouth, three hundred CC.

"Wow~!"

As this person flew out of the ring, a group of monks in southern Xinjiang all cheered.

"Win! win!"

The monks and old monsters who had lived for hundreds of years were all dancing happily like children.

Two of the strongest bosses on each side did not appear.

At this point, the curtain came down on the king of Xinjiang, and it ended with the victory of the local monks in southern Xinjiang.