Hearing this, Qiu Daozi's face showed a look of interest. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's He Gutu, can you let Benjun take a look?" Qiu Daozi asked with narrowed eyes.

"Senior, this thing is related to the secrets of my sect, and I just got it from a disciple outside the sect, without the permission of the sect master, I really don't dare to show it at will, I hope my seniors will understand. Xie Lao explained with a sad face.

"Hehe, you can rest assured of this, Lin Xu, I will explain to him there, and I will not implicate you,. Qiu Daozi smiled.

Elder Xie's face froze, and since Qiu Daozi had spoken, he could no longer hide this matter.

"Alas, that's it, since the seniors have already spoken, in this way, I will bet on the Gu Tu, if you win, then I can lend you a copy of the Gu Tu!" Elder Xie sighed, and only came up with this compromise.

"Haha, that's great. The palace beauty covered her mouth and smiled, her face full of pride.

Qiu Daozi nodded with satisfaction, "That's it, you can't just let a few of you juniors bet, and the old man also bet." Qiu Daozi said loudly, and with a wave of his hand, a diamond-shaped blood-colored berry the size of a pigeon's egg appeared in front of him.

Looking at this berry, Qiu Daozi laughed softly: "The old man will bet on that Ye boy with this blood dragon fruit to win." ”

As soon as these words came out, the three of them were shocked, they were shocked by Qiu Daozi's handwriting, the blood dragon fruit is a ground-level nine-grade spirit fruit, which can practice the heaven-level first-grade elixir "Dragon Breath Pill", however, what shocked them the most was not Qiu Daozi's handwriting, but the person he detained.

Although the three of them were puzzled, it was inconvenient for them to ask, so they could only report their detainees. Needless to say, the Moon Occultation Sect and the Lock Demon Sect bet on Mu Bing and Luo Cang respectively, but it was Elder Xie who bet his hope on Luo Cang after struggling for a moment.

The sound of bells rang throughout the square.

The last round of competition in the Tianjiao battle was also carried out in the form of offense and defense, and the last remaining people in the ten rings were the top ten in this Tianjiao battle. The rest will be ranked by the number of victories.

Finally, the top 10 will be drawn between the finals to determine the top three.

"The offensive and defensive battle begins, start now!" the two archdeacons on the altar announced in a loud voice, and immediately lit up the fighting spirit of the remaining monks in the room.

"Haha, I'm on this one, who is not convinced, can come up and fight!"

"Seventh, I'm decided!"

"No. 3, I want it!"

......

For a while, all kinds of lights appeared in the field, and all the cultivators had high fighting spirits, rushing towards the ten rings, but without exception, the people on the field were all monks above the middle stage of Juyuan, and the people on the first and third sides were even stronger at the peak of the ninth layer of Juyuan.

Of course, there are also some scheming monks who are still in a wait-and-see state, after all, the first monks to come to power, the more challenges they have to accept, even if their strength is amazing, there is always a time when their strength is exhausted.

Lin Ye and Mu Bing were not the first to come to the stage, Lin Ye teased Ye Lin with a grin, but Mu Bing stared at Ye Lin coldly, which made Ye Lin quite disgusted.

Sure enough, only after a stick of incense, the No. 2, No. 6, and No. 7 defenders began to have a lack of spiritual yuan after three rounds, and were knocked out of the ring by those who came after.

The battle was getting fiercer, and the defenders kept changing, however, with the exception of Ring 1 and 3, no one could hold out for the next five rounds.

"Roar! Anyone else who is not afraid of death, come up to me!" The burly monk in the No. 1 ring roared, shocking the monks watching from the audience, he had won eleven consecutive games undefeated.

Seeing that no one dared to respond, the burly monk actually looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Brother Ye, aren't you going to go on yet?" Lin Ye asked with a smile, but his eyes were fixed on the burly monk in the No. 1 ring, his eyes were full of battle intent.

"I'll take a look at it, if you want to go, go and leave me alone. Ye Lin looked at Lin Ye with a warlike face and chuckled.

"Haha, then I'll go first. Lin Ye patted Ye Lin on the shoulder, laughed and flew onto the No. 1 ring.

In the No. 1 ring, the burly man saw that someone finally dared to come to the stage, and the battle spirit that was about to dissipate rose again, but when he saw that the person on stage was Lin Ye, his face suddenly changed, how could he not know Lin Ye, who was also the cultivator of Mingqiu Country and one of the three masters of Mingqiu?

"Haha! I have heard for a long time that Mingqiu Sanjie's combat power is amazing, and I just happened to ask for advice today. The surprise on the burly man's face flickered, and then he showed excitement.

Lin Ye also laughed, "Come on, come on, I'll wait for a good fight!" As he spoke, the blue light flashed in his hand, and the Qingyuan Sword was held in his hand.

The burly man also swept the stick-like magic weapon in his hand, covering Lin Ye and attacking.

"Ding, Ding, Ding"

The light sword blade and the big man's big stick collided together, making a burst of buzzing, the cyan sword light and the black stick shadow overlapped, although the burly big man's cultivation was one level higher than Lin Ye, but Lin Ye's spirit yuan was a few points thicker than him, and the two couldn't hold each other for a while.

At the same time, on the third ring, the Yin Monk who had also never lost a game was standing with his hands tied, looking coldly at the group of monks who did not dare to go on stage, his face was full of disdain.

Suddenly, among the monks watching, a young man dressed in black jumped onto the high platform.

Everyone was shocked in their hearts, this Yin Monk was extremely ruthless, and most of the people who fought with him were either dead or crippled, why was this very young monk so bold. Moreover, what surprised everyone was not only that, they saw that the cultivation of the young man in black was only the peak of the ninth layer of contemplation. With this kind of cultivation, how did he get into this round of finals?

When everyone was puzzled, the Yin Gong decoration in the No. 3 ring also looked interested. "Kind, boy, I admire your guts, but you're really stupid. ”

The Yin Monk smiled playfully, not taking the black-clothed young man into account in the slightest. In this regard, the young man in black behaved very calmly, and there was no joy or sorrow on his delicate face, so he looked at the Yin Monk calmly.

The young man's calm reaction made the Yin Monk a little angry, he snorted coldly, and the black qi on his right hand was filled, and he grabbed the black-clothed young man.

A surprising scene appeared, the black-clothed young man neither avoided nor fought back, just stood motionless, and at the moment when the black claws of the Yin Monk grabbed it, a subtle white light suddenly flashed in the black eyes of the black-clothed young man.

Suddenly, a fierce sword intent emanated from the center of his eyebrows, and in an instant, it turned into an illusory black sword, slashing at the black claws of the Yin Monk at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Before everyone in the audience could react, the black sword and the black claw encountered each other. Both are black, but the black glow of the illusory black sword is far better than the black claws of the Yin Monk monk. In this way, at the moment when the two black rays, one deep and one shallow, met, a brilliant blood line spilled out.

In the stunned gaze of everyone in the audience, two fingers wrapped in black gas fell to the ground.

"Ahh

A heart-rending cry of pain roared from the mouth of the Yin Monk Monk, and he covered his bleeding right hand, took a few steps back, and looked at the black-clothed young man with a hideous face, and the anger in his eyes almost wanted to swallow the young man.

The illusory black sword turned into a cloud of ink and dissipated in front of the young man after cutting off the Yin Monk's finger. The young man's body remained motionless, still looking at the anguished monk in pain.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Where did that young man come from, and how could he be so powerful?"

"What kind of magic weapon is that black sword, it is so sharp, this young man obviously only has the strength of the peak of condensation!"

......

For a while, there was a wave of shock under the ring, and the Yin Monk had won thirteen games in a row, almost invincible, but his finger was cut off in front of the young man with only one face, which completely exceeded the cognition of all the monks.

"Haha, here, here, Cang'er is here!" When Black Fang saw the figure of the young man in black, he recognized the young man at a glance as Luo Cang, the head of the three heroes of Mingqiu.

Mingqiu Sanjie, Mu Bing is known by everyone for his beautiful face, so he is the most famous, Lin Ye is bold and makes friends, so he is also widely known, but it is the number one Luo Cang, because of his cold and arrogant personality, and he has always been alone, but few people know him.

It wasn't until Black burst out laughing out loud that some people with a heart realized that their faces were shocked.

"He, he is the head of the three heroes of Mingqiu, Luo Cang!"

I don't know who shouted out a word, and after a while, the scene exploded.

"It turns out that he is Luo Cang!" Qiu Daozi said secretly in his heart, but his eyes were constantly looking at this long-known Mingqiu arrogant son.

The Yin Monk also changed his face drastically, and the previous look of pain had long been replaced by shock, "You, you are actually Luo Cang, no, no, no, how can you only condense and cultivate?"

Luo Cang still had no joy or sorrow, and glanced at the Yin Monk with an indifferent expression, "It's no need to deal with you!" The short words pierced the Yin Monk's heart sharply.

"You dare to underestimate me?"

The Yin Monk shouted angrily, his expression became more and more hideous, and he ignored his right hand, which was gushing blood, and the black light flashed in his hand, and suddenly, a large banner as black as ink appeared in his hand, and the ghostly aura of Sen Sen lingered on the flag, and the sound of crying kept coming from it, as if it were hell.

"Give me death!" the Yin Monk smiled and waved his big flag, and suddenly, the one-person high banner turned into a height of several feet, and the pitch-black flag wrapped towards Luocang.

Seeing that the banner was approaching, Luo Cang never moved half a step, and just as the banner was about to touch his body, six sword shadows like the illusory black sword from before appeared from outside his body, and the six black swords exchanged slashes towards the big flag.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Several tearing sounds sounded, and the ghostly black banner was instantly chopped into pieces by six illusory black swords, and hundreds of soul shadows rushed out of it, and the black banner was actually made from the soul of a living person.

As soon as the black banner broke, the Yin Monk suddenly changed his face, and the six black swords were unabated after tearing the black flag, and slashed towards the Yin Monk.

The aura of death enveloped the Yin Monk and he felt a chill in his heart, "I admit defeat, stop quickly!" Before the Yin Monk finished speaking, the six black swords had already penetrated his body in an instant with a fierce sword intent, and a burst of blood mist erupted above the ring.

Luo Cang didn't spare his hand, the cultivation realm was so cruel, besides, the hands of the Yin Monk didn't know how many innocent beings were stained with the blood, killing him, Luo Cang didn't hesitate.

In this way, the Yin Monk died on the spot, and the six illusory black swords turned into a puff of ink smoke again, and they dissipated in a moment.

Qiu Daozi's eyes were full of brilliance, "Mingqiu's first day is arrogant, and it really lives up to its reputation! He has come to such a point above the sword path, the sword intent has turned into shape, such a fierce sword intent, even if the ancient sword cultivators are alive, how many people can reach such a state at such an age." Qiu Daozi kept admiring in his heart, and felt more and more that it was worth coming to Mingqiu this time.

"He's getting stronger again. Mu Bing's cold voice came into Ye Lin's ears, and she didn't know when she had walked to Ye Lin's side.

Ye Lin frowned, not knowing what this woman wanted to do.

"Hmph, just give you a piece of advice, if you want to be in the top ten, don't mess with him, otherwise, you will even get out of the ring completely in a delusion!" Mu Bing snorted softly.

Ye Lin stared at Mu Bing, who still had a frosty face, in surprise, and didn't know why she would give her advice.

"Hmph, keep your little life, I'll come and get it myself!" Mu Bing coldly shook off a sentence, turned around and walked into another ring, which immediately set off a wave of enthusiasm in the crowd.

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