The middle-aged man who jumped out of the troika and almost fell down was the city lord of Yunxi City, Si Hongwen.

Si Hongwen was not tall, walked with a big belly, looking a little clumsy, and saw that the elders and heads of the three major families were waiting outside the canopy, laughed heartily a few times, and quickened his pace, while the city defense soldiers holding oil-paper umbrellas beside him trotted all the way with their waists.

"Lord City Lord, don't come unharmed!" the elders of the three major families greeted aloud, and the three family heads all smiled and saluted.

"Haha, it's really not easy to see the three elders gather, don't get drenched in the rain outside, go in and talk" Si Hongwen said with a smile, and then made a 'please' gesture.

"Lord City Lord, please" The three monks of the late stage of the three major families bowed slightly, and many of the disciples made way for a path.

Si Hongwen walked in with a big smile, and saw Yang Qing and the three of them who had never come out to greet him unimpressed, accompanied by the moaning of the wooden chair'squeak', sitting on the narrow wooden chair, shaking his head and taking out a white handkerchief to wipe his greasy forehead.

"The city lord is busy with official business, and this is not the first time to compete, so start quickly, end early, and return as soon as possible!" said the old man of the Yu family with a smile.

"Yes, Lord City Lord, you can arrange a competition," the old man of the Zhan family said with a smile.

"A contemptible scholar, how can you understand this, don't scruple, just do what you want" Si Hongwen said nonchalantly, wiping the sweat on his thick neck with a handkerchief.

The late-stage monks of the three major families no longer shirked, signaled to their respective family heads, and chatted with Si Hongwen.

The three major families each sent three disciples, and the heads of Ye Hua and the Yu family were among them, except for the monks in the late stage of Dingling, the three families had to send their strongest lineups, and the control of Fang City was very important, which affected the resources and strength of a family.

The nine people walked into the ring with solemn expressions, took out their respective magic weapons, and looked at each other. The original noisy onlookers were silent and waiting.

The raindrops the size of beans crackled on the oil-paper umbrellas and canopies, and the eight people in the ring, Zhenyuan agitated, did not get a drop of rain.

The three people of the Ye family played, Ye Hua, Ye Renxuan, and Yang Qing.

Yang Qing does not belong to the children of the Ye family or is enshrined, but the Zhan family and the Yu family have no objections, after all, the Ye family says that there is a brand.

The three people of the Yu family fought out, Yu Ke, the head of the family who was sturdy and holding a spear, and two children of the Ye family who were close to thirty and ordinary in appearance and carrying a long sword.

The true yuan light that lingered on his body could see that Yu Ke was an earth-attribute spiritual root, and the other two sub-lands were wood-attribute spiritual roots.

The three people of the Zhan family were all thirty-four or five-year-old men, one with two swords, one with a long sword, and one of them was surrounded by a handleless scimitar, with blades inside and outside, like a crescent moon. This scimitar is an unconventional weapon, and it should be imitated by a magic weapon.

It can be seen from the light of the true yuan that it is a water spirit root, a fire spirit root, and a gold spirit root.

The onlookers whispered, I don't know why the nine people stood quietly, and did not move quickly, how could it take so much time to brew momentum, the onlookers did not know the situation in the ring, thinking that after a fight, two parties would admit defeat and one side would win.

Yang Qing's expression was indifferent, and he carried the long stick obliquely in one hand, letting the drenched black samurai hardcover stick to his skin, and the rain dripped down his slightly rough face into the thin stagnant water in the ring.

The panic and nervousness in his heart, and the slightest fear, his life and death are all in today's battle.

He kept a distance of one zhang from Ye Hua and Ye Renxuan, and his divine sense covered the entire ring, no matter who made a move on him, he had the opportunity to crush the space ring.

Glancing sharply at Ye Lingfei's mother and daughter, who had a delicate face that could not hide their worries, at this time they were standing behind Ye Cheng'an, who was full of sternness, and they were surrounded by more than a dozen children of the Ye family.

Retracted his gaze and looked at the constantly rippling stagnant water in the ring, but the divine consciousness transmission of the two late stage monks of the Zhan family and the Yu family sounded in his ears.

Whether it is the Zhan family or the Yu family, there is only one purpose, that is, to get the Spirit Devouring Flame in the space ring, as long as his eyes are pointed out and he nods slightly, then the family that gets the Spirit Devouring Flame will protect him from the slightest damage, and no matter the exercises, magic weapons, pills, or talismans, as long as he can get them, he can ask for them at will.

The Zhan family and the Yu family all knew that Ye Chengan used Ye Lingfei's mother and daughter as a handle to threaten Yang Qing, so the Zhan family promised that as long as Yang Qing nodded, in addition to the cultivation resources of the monks, ten stunning beauties would be presented as concubines. The Yu family said that the women in the family who have not come out of the cabinet can choose any three and dispose of them.

The old man in the late stage of the three major families, his gray hair was windless, his expression was solemn, ignoring Si Hongwen's dissatisfied question, the true yuan in his body was secretly surging, as long as Yang Qing raised his eyelids and nodded slightly, the three major families would inevitably fight.

At that time, Yang Qing may be able to save a life, and Ye Lingfei's mother and daughter must be dead or alive.

Under the gaze of dozens of eyes, Yang Qing's expression did not change at all, and he looked at the ripples in the stagnant water in a daze.

What he has to do is that he neither accepts nor refuses, let alone shows the slightest temptation, so that the people of the Zhan family and the Yu family cannot confirm the existence of the Spirit Devouring Flame, once confirmed, a fight of more than 100 people is inevitable, and at that time, there is no way out.

This is in line with Ye Cheng'an's intentions, the Zhan family and the Yu family learned the news of the Spirit Devouring Flame, and the reason why they were only testing it once was because they were not sure of the existence of the Spirit Devouring Flame, so they would not unite against the Ye family in one place.

And Ye Cheng'an exposed Yang Qing, instead of hiding in the Ye family's mansion to be protected layer by layer, that is, the Zhan family and the Yu family thought that the possibility of the existence of the Spirit Devouring Flame was extremely small, and Yang Qing only helped him fight for the control of Fang City to atone for offending the Ye family, in exchange for the vitality of Ye Lingfei's mother and daughter.

And Yang Qing did not agree to the lucrative conditions offered by the Zhan family and the Yu family, which further covered up the fact of the existence of the Spirit Devouring Flame.

After all, too many people think that how could a monk with a long life span give up advanced exercises, magic weapons, beautiful women, and the chance to live for the sake of two mortal women.

Yang Qing's attitude is not that he wants to give up the chance to live, but to increase the chance of survival, facing the two monks in the late stage of Dingling is more terrifying than fighting in the ring, besides, he can't easily give up Ye Lingfei's mother and daughter.

If Ye Lingfei's mother and daughter were killed, although it was not him who wielded the knife, it was he who pushed the mother and daughter to the guillotine.

With Ye Lingfei's feelings for him, with his character and temperament, he can't do this.

In doing this, there is an element of recklessness in it, but he also believes that the Zhan family and the Yu family will not start a life-and-death struggle between the three major families because of a soul devouring flame with a low probability of existence.

The eyes of the two old men of the Zhan family and the Yu family in the late stage of Dingling flickered, and the corners of Ye Chengan's mouth flashed with an imperceptible inexplicable smile, which was caught by the other two, and his eyes flickered even more.

"Boom!"

With the muffled thunder echoing in the clouds, the nine people who were originally standing quietly on the ring moved!

The six people of the Zhan family and the Yu family, the true yuan in the meridians in the body is surging, and the light of all colors in the whole body is sheng, in order to ensure the strongest combat effectiveness, no one takes the lead in the flight of the imperial weapon, and the body shape has not arrived, and the various magic weapons filled with the true yuan in their hands have been played.

Where the six magic weapons passed, there was a sharp sound of breaking the air, and countless water droplets shattered and evaporated, causing the ring to be filled with fog and hazy. These six sharp magic weapons were all aimed at Yang Qing, who had a cold expression and stepped on the splash.

Regardless of whether the Spirit Devouring Flame exists or not, it can be known if it is forced to a desperate situation to see if the space ring is broken, and if it exists, the three families will not be able to think of it.

"Ding Ding Ding!" the crisp sound of the clash of gold and iron!

Ye Hua and Ye Renxuan Zhenyuan surged out the long sword in their hands to intercept the six glowing magic weapons that attacked Yang Qing, the two of them longed for his early death, but they couldn't let him damage the Spirit Devouring Flame in despair.

With Ye Hua's cultivation in the early stage of Dingling, it was still possible to intercept the attacks of a few Purple Mansion Realm cultivators, and with Ye Renxuan's interception, four of them would be in vain.

"Dingding!"

The long stick moved without a strong movement, and without using the strength of his whole body, he had already knocked out the double knives that lingered in the aqua blue light.

The six attacks were fired in unison, so that everyone would retain their strength to leave the opportunity to crush the spatial ring.

"Ding!"

The golden meniscus knife turned into a round of golden full moon and swirled, and it was too late to dodge, so it could only be connected with a stick.

"Wow!"

The powerful force of the meniscus shook his body, and he took a step back, making a splash of water.

The manipulator of this meniscus knife was Jin Linggen's Soul Fixing Period cultivator, and a casual blow made Yang Qing unable to resist.

The long stick Wulie added a shallow mark, it was much harder than the steel rod, it was a low-grade magic weapon, but Yang Qing did not have a true element, and he could not exert the power of the low-grade magic weapon, and the people present, except for him, who used the low-grade magic weapon.

Without the heart to lament the damage of the long stick, his body shook, moved a foot sideways, and the meniscus knife that struck again passed by.

The Meniscus Knife is supposed to be a high-grade magic weapon, and its shape makes it extremely fast.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

In one breath, he has already slashed three times in a row.

Yang Qing's expression was cold, and he retreated again and again, his right arm was faintly numb, and he forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart.

"Breathe... Breathe..."

Adjust the breathing to the way of breathing in "Breath Resolution", and a sense of tranquility comes to mind.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh"

Four attacks struck again, a crescent sword, a pair of swords, and two long swords, and their speed and strength increased faintly.

Diagonally carrying the long stick without lie, he did not resist hard, but quickly fled, rushing forward and jumping between the dodges, and the long stick was flirtatious, swinging away the cyan light in front of him, and the sharp sword was full of sword energy.

Ye Hua, Ye Renxuan and Yu Ke who picked the spear, and the children of the Zhan family who flipped the sword light were fighting in one place, their bodies were constantly accelerating, the surging true yuan was more vigorous, and the sound of the magic weapon exchange was a piece.

After a short temptation, soon, all of their respective cultivation will be used!