Bai Yitong followed the eyes of the monks to the main ring, and suddenly found that the master on the stage was a little familiar. He thought about it for a moment, and then remembered where he had seen it.

"It turned out to be him!"

Three days ago, Bai Yitong came to the square for the first time and happened to meet the Yan family building a ring. At that time, there was a lot of discussion among the onlookers, and two of them discussed Miss Yan's rescue of the beggars. At that time, this person glared angrily at the two people, and after being seen by Bai Yitong, he walked over in a flash.

"Who is it?"

Bai Yitong muttered to himself, but was listened to by Lily of the Valley, who suddenly turned his head.

"It's nothing, I didn't speak. ”

Bai Yitong didn't know how to explain, so he had to shirk it.

"I heard you speak...... Wacky and weird!"

Lily of the valley muttered and turned to look at the ring.

The eighth-layer monk of the Gathering Spirit took the lead, and at that moment, a nineth-layer yellow-clothed monk of the Gathering Spirit jumped up. The first challenger appeared, and he was a whole level higher than the Champion Lord's cultivation.

I saw that the main man did not move at all, but it was as if he didn't see anyone coming. Treated like this, how could the yellow-clothed monk endure it. He didn't talk much nonsense, just shouted "Please!", and threw out a magic sword.

The sword is the god of soldiers, so the immortal cultivation world is dominated by people who use magic swords. Although there are many inheritances of other types of instruments, they are a little unpopular after all. Therefore, when the monks saw the challenger using the magic sword, they only thought it was an ordinary monk. Unexpectedly, the yellow-clothed monk's magic sword was thrown, but his body soared sharply. In the sound of the monks in the audience, he instantly pinched a trick and threw it out violently in his hand. Six blazing fireballs drew six straight lines, and in an instant, they came to the door of the defender.

"Humph!"

The champion stood still and suddenly let out a cold snort.

An inconspicuous hazy shroud of light flashed around the body of the leisurely self-guard. The six blazing fireballs that could melt a thousand forged steels in an instant were blocked by the light shield and immediately froze for a moment. At that moment, the Lord swung a gray rod and instantly knocked six fireballs to the ground. When the fireball was extinguished and rolled aside, everyone could see clearly that it was six silver-white marbles.

Fight. Start with this moment!

The yellow-clad monk looked at the marbles scattered on the ground. I couldn't believe my eyes. His six flying fire beads are made of silver and tempered by thousands of hammers. Although the silver belongs to the gold bank, it is not melted by fire, so it can assist the fire system. The Yellow Friar is a monk of the fire type. Out of nowhere, he got a little bit of silver. These six beads were cast. He makes use of these six marbles. Combined with the Six Flying Fire Techniques, these six Flying Fire Beads were studied.

The defender knocked the six flying fire beads to the ground, and the yellow-clothed monk was the first to release the flying sword. Just arrived. The flying sword was also knocked to the ground without accident.

The yellow-clothed monk ran out of marbles, so he had to cast six flying fires alone. Golden flames, spitting through the heat, flew towards the defenders. He thought that the other party could use the fixing technique to fix the magic weapon and other things, but he could only use the invisible thing as a temptation.

The defender was also a little moved when he saw the six flying fires coming. He carefully opened a layer of armor before pinching out the gray club.

Where had the monks in the audience seen someone using such a magic weapon, and they immediately burst into laughter. However, as soon as the gray wood stick was held, it immediately exuded the power of Ling Ling. The monks who were closer to the audience almost trembled slightly with the magic veins in their bodies. Bai Yitong was not close, but his delicate mind was working, and he immediately saw the strangeness.

"What kind of power is this, it can actually affect people's Dharma lineages. ”

The lineage is the foundation of all monks, and without it, the power cannot function. This gray stick can actually affect the lineage, which means that it will be the nemesis of all monks.

It was only at this time that the monks understood how a minor monk of the eighth layer of the Spirit Gathering had achieved so many victories. This humble monk took an inconspicuous stick and killed hundreds of challengers. In all this place of grandeur and luxury, it is a bit of a contradiction.

"Bang!"

The six flying fires collided with the ash stick, and a powerful mana impact was immediately generated.

The invisible flying fire could not collide with the real thing, but the gray rod did not know what it was, and there was an invisible force around it. The so-called collision is that the Spitfire hits this force.

Although the power of the six flying fires is not small, it is helpless to encounter this inconspicuous gray stick. The impact of mana instantly spread to the audience, and all the monks opened their shields to resist.

All the monks in the audience were shaken by the rush. And the challengers and defenders who are at the center of the impact have a greater impact on the skinny. Although the yellow-clothed monk opened the shield in time, he was still rushed and almost fell out of the ring. The guards were then watched, but they did not move. It turned out that the armor he had opened earlier had offset most of the mana impact. At this time, the armor challenged. In all this place of grandeur and luxury, it is a bit of a contradiction.

"Bang!"

The six flying fires collided with the ash stick, and a powerful mana impact was immediately generated.

The invisible flying fire could not collide with the real thing, but the gray rod did not know what it was, and there was an invisible force around it. The so-called collision is that the Spitfire hits this force.

Although the power of the six flying fires is not small, it is helpless to encounter this inconspicuous gray stick. The impact of mana instantly spread to the audience, and all the monks opened their shields to resist.

All the monks in the audience were shaken by the rush. And the challengers and defenders who are at the center of the impact have a greater impact on the skinny. Although the yellow-clothed monk opened the shield in time, he was still rushed and almost fell out of the ring. The guards were then watched, but they did not move. It turned out that the armor he had opened earlier had offset most of the mana impact. At this time, the armor challenged. In all this place of grandeur and luxury, it is a bit of a contradiction.

"Bang!"

The six flying fires collided with the ash stick, and a powerful mana impact was immediately generated.

The invisible flying fire could not collide with the real thing, but the gray rod did not know what it was, and there was an invisible force around it. The so-called collision is that the Spitfire hits this force.

Although the power of the six flying fires is not small, it is helpless to encounter this inconspicuous gray stick. The impact of mana instantly spread to the audience, and all the monks opened their shields to resist.

All the monks in the audience were shaken by the rush. And the challengers and defenders who are at the center of the impact have a greater impact on the skinny. Although the yellow-clothed monk opened the shield in time, he was still rushed and almost fell out of the ring. The guards were then watched, but they did not move. It turned out that the armor he had opened earlier had offset most of the mana impact. At this time, the armor is (to be continued......

ps: Why is it so stuck