Yang Fanhai had been thinking about shooting down the opponent with moves, but it was naturally useless, and suddenly he remembered that the black spear in his hand could change at will.

The heart moved at will, and the black spear became longer, and it had already stabbed in front of Shen Yuwei in an instant.

At this moment, the entire square suddenly fell silent, and everyone was stunned when they looked at the black spear that had turned into a nearly thirty-meter-long one.

"It's actually a magic weapon!"

Someone exclaimed, although the black spear was a little different from the ordinary spear, no one thought it was too strange, only that Yang Fan was powerful, so he deliberately made such a metal spear.

At this moment, it turned out that this black spear was actually a treasure, but it was impossible to determine what level of treasure it was.

The white-haired fat man on the VIP stage was stunned for a moment, and then smiled slightly: "Sure enough, it's a treasure!"

The head of Cuiwei Mountain frowned slightly, and then shook his head: "Poor Dao didn't find out before. ”

In his heart, he also looked away secretly, he had a close conversation with Yang Fanhai before, but unfortunately his attention was on himself, and he never found that such an ordinary man was actually holding a treasure in his hand, so he didn't know what level this treasure was.

At this time, the white-haired fat man smiled lightly again: "It's a pity that the husband is not guilty, Huaibao is guilty, and ordinary people take good things, sometimes it is not necessarily a lucky thing." ”

He smiled, but didn't say anything more.

At this time, the battle situation on the stone platform changed dramatically because of this sudden blow.

Shen Yuwei never thought that the other party would have such a move, so naturally she was not guarded, and she also reacted very quickly, her body leaned back, and narrowly avoided this quick shot.

It's a pity that Yang Fanhai's attack didn't end there, he roared loudly and pressed the black spear in his hand downward, as if the long whip was directly whipped on Shen Yuwei's body.

This time, the force was great, Shen Yuwei snorted, her body shook, and she had already fallen from Ling Wei's sword.

It's just that at the same time, the thunder technique that it urged has been completed, and the ball of thunder and lightning in the sky turns into a blue pillar of light that falls from the sky, and the thunder and lightning condense and kill Yang Fanhai.

The speed is fast, the momentum is fierce, and it is difficult to dodge, and Yang Fanhai has no intention of dodging.

Shen Yuwei was accidentally hit, but she would not be defeated, once she was relieved and flew into the sky again, she would definitely not be able to repeat her old tricks.

There is only one chance to pass up.

In the eyes of countless people, Yang Fanhai made a move that surprised them. Shortened the black spear, restored it to its original state, ignored the thunder pillar in the world, moved his body, and killed Shen Yuwei with the black spear in his hand.

Shen Yuwei is also extraordinary, and before she landed, she summoned Ling Wei's sword, and took advantage of the falling momentum to slash out with a sword.

When the gun and sword were handed over, he suddenly saw Yang Fanhai's move change, and the head of the gun pointed to the sky. This style was extremely powerful, which caught Shen Yuwei off guard, and the Ling Wei sword in her hand was instantly picked up.

Goodbye Yang Fanhai's figure swirled, and the black spear in his hand carried black cyclones, killing Shen Yuwei with the momentum of devouring wolves and killing tigers.

Marksmanship, a fatal blow, at this moment, Shen Yuwei has no weapon in her hand, she can't resist, she just landed, and she couldn't dodge, so she could only widen her eyes, and watched the black tip of the spear that seemed to devour her soul stabbing at her eyebrows.

"Boom!"

The pillar of thunder light fell, and Yang Fanhai was submerged in an instant, making it difficult for people to see clearly, only a figure was seen, dressed in a thunderbolt like a dragon and snake, like a demon god, killing Shen Yuwei.

At that moment, it seemed to run through the heavenly river, swallowing mountains and rivers, so that the people on the VIP stage also stopped drinking and stared intently.

The spear was like a dragon, piercing through Changhong, and the suffocating blow killed Shen Yuwei less than an inch in front of her eyebrows before stopping.

At this moment, Shen Yuwei felt a tingling pain in the center of her eyebrows, it was not a real physical injury, but under the agitation of her heart, she felt like she had been stabbed, and even felt dizzy, feeling that she was about to die.

The feeling of death made her eyes lose her mind, and she only knew to stare at the man in front of her tightly.

At this moment, Yang Fanhai was dressed in pitch black, his clothes and shoes were broken, and there were even bursts of black smoke on his body, his hair stood upside down, like a chicken nest, and he was extremely embarrassed.

But there is an amazing firmness in his eyes, which makes people's hearts shake.

Looking at Shen Yuwei in front of him, Yang Fanhai grinned, his snow-white teeth were revealed on his dark face, and the contrast was extremely strong and dazzling.

"I lost!"

Yang Fanhai said softly, his body trembled, and he fell to the ground. The black spear touched the ground with a clang.

Shen Yuwei was stunned and motionless, although the other party seemed to be unable to move after being hit by lightning, and even the other party himself admitted that he had lost, but she felt that this was not the case.

The loser should be himself, and since the other party can still speak, the shot must be able to move forward by another inch, or even two or three inches.

The loser should be himself...... Shen Yuwei couldn't help but tremble, she was arrogant and unwilling to accept such a victory. But as a cultivator in the Qi refining period, and with the treasures granted by the master, it is unimaginable to lose to a pure martial artist in the innate realm.

If this matter spreads, not only will she be embarrassed by Shen Yuwei, but Lotus Mountain will also be humiliated, and that is not what she wants to face.

At this moment, she wanted to say loudly that she had lost, but the relationship between her teacher and the sect made her unable to say these words.

Lying on the ground, relieving himself slightly, Yang Fanhai barely stood up, holding the black spear in his hand, staggering, and walked towards the stone platform step by step.

Walk down the stone platform, walk through the stone road, and then walk to the mountain gate, and start descending the mountain along Qingyun Road.

At this moment, the whole square was silent, no one spoke, and his eyes just followed him. It was hard to imagine that a martial artist of the Innate Realm and a cultivator of the Qi Refining Stage would actually fight such a thrilling battle.

It wasn't until the staggering figure disappeared at the gate of the mountain that everyone moved their eyes back to the stone platform.

Looking at the victor who seemed to be still in shock, everyone felt that she was the one who lost. That shot, few people would think that Shen Yuwei could still block it.

On the VIP stage, the white-haired fat man suddenly asked the head of Cuiwei Mountain: "What a seedling, are you really ready to give up like this?"

The head of Cuiwei Mountain is also a little entangled, Yang Fanhai's battle made him feel a lot of different things, such a character, it should be a talent.

But when he thought of the almost blocked meridians, he still shook his head: "The rules of Cuiwei Mountain, you must pass three levels to become a disciple in the door." No matter how outstanding he is, if he fails, he fails. It's not so easy to become a disciple of my Cuiwei Mountain. ”

He deliberately said this with the occult method, so that the people in the entire square could hear it, and it also made all the disciples awe-inspired, not only for the integrity of the master, but also proud of his identity as a disciple of Cuiwei Mountain.

"If you don't, then I'll want it!" the white-haired fat man smiled slightly, and then whispered something to a man next to him, who nodded and slowly retreated with a hint of a sly smile.

The head of Cuiwei Mountain didn't care what the white-haired fat man did, his figure floated, and he landed on the stone platform in the square, looked at Shen Yuwei and smiled slightly: "There is Lao Yuwei's nephew to guard this last pass for me, and it is really a famous teacher and a high apprentice." It's only been more than a year since my nephew entered the Lotus Mountain, and he has already cultivated like this, which is gratifying!"

If it was a dignified victory, Shen Yuwei would naturally be happy in her heart, but at this moment, this victory made her feel like she was in her throat, so she could only smile bitterly and bow to the head of Cuiwei Mountain: "Uncle Shi praised it." ”

As if sensing Shen Yuwei's unhappiness, the head of Cuiwei Mountain patted her shoulder and whispered, "It's already very good." ”

This is not a false praise, in fact, other people think the same.

Because of the teaching of Ling Wei's sword, Shen Yuwei's worship of Lotus Mountain was widely spread in Yanzhou.

When she entered the mountain gate, she was just a weak woman who had no cultivation, and now she has only reached the Qi refining period in just one year, and she has also learned the two styles of Ling Wei Daoren, so talented, not to mention Yanzhou, there are not many in Kyushu.

It's just that the more extraordinary she is, the more people can't help but sigh at the figure who said that she was defeated and left.

That challenger can use the innate realm to force Shen Yuwei to death and almost win, is that kind of person even more extraordinary?

Shen Yuwei bowed to the head of Cuiwei Mountain, then recalled Ling Wei's sword and walked slowly.

After breaking through the three levels, the selection of the side peaks also stopped here, and the head of Cuiwei Mountain said a few words casually, and then asked the law enforcement elder to summon the new disciples for the apprenticeship ceremony. And he himself took Princess Jinglu and a few people to the side room.

"Dao Chief!" Princess Jinglu bowed, and pushed the two little ones down in front of her.

The head of Cuiwei Mountain nodded, and then said: "Yang Fanhai has already told you just now, I promised him to accept his younger brother and sister into Cuiwei Mountain." ”

Princess Jinglu nodded, wanting to ask what happened in the meantime, but she felt that she should not get an answer, so she simply didn't ask more, but said, "Everything is arranged by the Taoist." ”

The head of Cuiweishan glanced at the second brother who was a little nervous and the third sister who was crying, and frowned slightly: "This boy is fine, but the girl is too young, I'm afraid it's a little troublesome." ”

Princess Jinglu hurriedly spoke: "If I can, I will leave one person here, who will be responsible for the daily life of the two of them, and will not interfere with the cultivation of the two of them, what does the Taoist think." ”

Yang Fanhai had entrusted her before, although he didn't know what the reason was, but since Yang Fanhai wanted his younger brothers and sisters to practice in Cuiwei Mountain, he would try his best to help him do a good job.

Seeing that Princess Jinglu said this, the head of Cuiwei Mountain was not easy to refuse, and nodded: "That's not bad!"

"Thank you, Chief!" Princess Jinglu hurriedly bowed.

"There is no need to do this!" said the head of Cuiwei Mountain, smiling slightly, and then asked.

"I don't know if the princess has the heart to cultivate immortals, if she has, the poor road can accept the princess as a disciple and teach it herself. ”

As soon as these words came out, Princess Jinglu's breath stagnated, and a strange atmosphere suddenly appeared in the side room.