There were as many as two or three hundred onlookers in the ring, whether they were men and women, monks or ordinary people, all of whom were stunned by the fighting on the stage. The man in black looked at the average strength, there was no true yuan surging, and the second could not be attacked, the ink-colored long stick that was obliquely lifted was mediocre, like an ordinary person, when he dodged, he was in a hurry, several attacks passed by, the robe on his shoulders was already broken, and the fine raindrops washed away the messy distribution, embarrassed.

"Hum!" The golden scimitar stood on the surface of Bai Gangyan in the ring, and with a slight shock, the golden mangs were restrained, and then a round of golden crescent moon abandoned the scimitar and left, the speed was so fast, a distance of a few zhang came in the blink of an eye!

"Whew!" the stagnant water split, and before the two white splashes of a few feet wide had yet to rise, the shallow marks of the white rock groaned, and the golden crescent moon had arrived, and it was about to slash off the legs that had shaken the raindrops into powder as they ran.

The attack of the eight people in the ring was suspended, Ye Hua and Ye Renxuan's eyes were round, once their legs were cut off, it would be worse than death, and the space ring could not be saved, but if they wanted to save it at this time, only Ye Chengan and other monks in the late stage of Dingling could do it, but how to save it, life and death in the ring, once they made a move, the strangeness in it would be seen clearly by the Zhan family and the Yu family.

The onlookers under the ring waited for the fragmented scene, and the frightened expressions of Ye Lingfei's mother and daughter did not have time to surface, and Ye Chengan frowned slightly and couldn't see how worried he was.

"Buzz!"

Yang Qing's expression was indifferent, his speed increased slightly, and the long stick was thrown back at will, and a fan-shaped black light hit the golden crescent, and the crescent moon trembled violently.

The golden crescent moon trembled, and when it reached the end of the ring, it shattered with a 'poof' and turned into a golden mist.

Yang Qing dodged like this, not only was he not injured, but he ran faster!

And at this moment, the two white splashes are only half a foot high!

"Whoa!"

The splash of water, mixed with dense raindrops, fell into the rippling water, the water was thin and loud, waking the stunned onlookers up.

The people in the ring were not too surprised, the scimitar was recalled by the children of the Zhan family, and the palm glowing with golden light pressed the pale golden blade of the scimitar, and the true yuan poured in.

To attack with a volley weapon, you need to inject the true element into the magic weapon now, and then attack with your divine sense. The strength of its attack power is closely related to the monk's divine sense, the strength of the true element, the level of the magic weapon, and the secret arts. Once the true element in the magic weapon is exhausted, it needs to be replenished before it can be recharged.

Otherwise, as the true element in the magic weapon decreases, the speed, flexibility, etc. decrease, and it is easy to be taken away and refined by other monks.

Without waiting for the opponent's magic weapon to attack, Yang Qing had already taken the initiative to attack, his body was slightly rising, and he smashed it with a stick.

Among the six disciples of the Zhan family and the Yu family, four attacked Yang Qing, and among them, there was a monk in the early stage of the spirit fixation, who was attacked by four magic weapons in the air, and he could dodge once, but it was difficult to dodge the second and third times. Therefore, Yang Qing had to fight with him in close quarters, so that the four monks couldn't help but be restrained, and his strength would make him not weaker than the attack power of the Purple Mansion Realm monks.

As Yang Qing approached, the four monks Zhenyuan agitated more violently, and the magic weapon in his hand shone more brightly, and wherever the light went, the falling raindrops turned into powder and filled the ring, and the fog on the ring was even thicker, except for the figure, it was difficult to see the eyebrows, eyes and expression.

At the beginning of the competition for control of Fang City, the six sons of the Zhan family and the Yu family divided two to intercept Ye Hua and Ye Renxuan, and the four of them attacked Yang Qing to force him to death, but left room to crush the space ring, in order to force him to crush the space ring regardless of whether the Spirit Devouring Flame existed or not, it was always right to force him to crush the space ring.

Ye Hua, Ye Renxuan and Yang Qing have a grudge against each other, but they can't watch being cornered, and they have the opportunity to crush the space ring, in that way, no one can get the Spirit Devouring Flame, even if they kill Ye Lingfei's mother and daughter, it will be difficult to vent their hatred.

And Yang Qing is involved in such a battle, how can he not be cautious, first suppress the strength and speed, and the opponent's attack will also be weakened, so that he can calmly dodge and be easy to deal with.

This situation has changed dramatically because Yang Qing let go of his strength and speed in order to survive.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Let go of the strength, five or six thousand catties of one-arm strength is used, and the seventy-two routines in the "Nujiang Stick Method" are unfolded, and the children of the Zhan family of the meniscus knife are fighting in one place, and the long stick is not fiercely split, pointed, and swept to strike.

Once the strength is released, it will no longer blindly dodge, but take the initiative to attack.

The children of the Yu family still did not start the meniscus knife, and the golden body shook, flipped, and between the palms flipped, the meniscus knife was like an arm.

In this kind of fighting, Yang Qing's strength is by no means weaker than that of a monk in the late stage of Dingling, but no matter how he shakes the stick, he will be stopped by the Meniscus Knife, when the strength of the stick body is removed, the true yuan of the Meniscus Knife skyrockets, and a force of countershock comes, although it will not cause damage to the arms, but every time it is a countershock, there will be more scars on the stick.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

In the shroud of divine consciousness, three sword magic weapons with the flow of true yuan galloped towards them with the sound of breaking through the air, and wherever they passed, there was a 'snort' sound of light shattering raindrops!

"Whew!"

Stop the slashing point of the meniscus knife, do not advance but retreat, and face the three magic weapons that are fierce and attacking from different directions.

Step out, then the left foot does not move, and the right foot steps into a lunge, and the point is on point.

As he stepped out, he had already avoided the strangulation of the double knives, and the head of the stick that was being pointed out touched the cyan sword body and the stick was non-stop!

"Dingding!"

The long stick hits, the twin swords collide, and it flies outward!

Yang Qing took it when he saw it, never fell in love with the fight, pressed the stick head down, bounced his feet, splashed between the splashes, and jumped up, at this moment, the golden crescent moon cut out, rubbing the soles full of rain, and slashed over.

"Click, click!"

Flexibly dodging, he moved straight to Ye Hua, Ye Renxuan and the other four people at great speed, and the long stick swept towards Yu Ke, who was holding an earthy yellow spear.

Why, he wanted to convince the people of the Zhan family and the Yu family that he came to the ring just to fight for control of Fang City. Therefore, the stick is raging, and the expression is cold.

As soon as this move came out, the situation in the ring changed greatly, and the eight true yuan of the Zhan family, the Yu family, and the Ye family skyrocketed, and the entire ring was filled with all kinds of light, and in an instant, the fog shrouded it.

The competition really begins!

"Boom!"

Yu Ke and Ye Hua and Ye Renxuan struck a hard blow, and quickly retreated with the strength of the spear and sword in their hands, and converged with their own children.

The three parties stood in the middle of the ring in a triangle, less than five feet apart from each other.

At this time, the Zhan family and the Yu family are united in one place, no longer to force Yang Qing to crush the space ring, but to kill a few people, the probability of the existence of the Spirit Devouring Flame is very small, it is difficult to continue to persecute in such a situation, once it is found that it is difficult to defeat and jump out of the ring, then it is not allowed to continue to kill.

Although after killing the three people, the space ring was not broken, it was still the Ye family's thing, and the three major families would not fight each other because of the Spirit Devouring Flame that they didn't know existed, in that way, if it was light, the family vitality would be injured, and if it was heavy, the family would disappear. However, it can weaken the strength of the Ye family.

Therefore, the attitude of the Zhan family and the Yu family is that it is best to kill the three people with lightning speed, which can force them to crush the space ring, and then, the two families will compete for the control of Fang City.

The Ye family was at an absolute disadvantage, but they did not flinch.

For Yang Qing, the purpose of this trip cannot be achieved, and it is death anywhere.

And Ye Hua and Ye Renxuan did not flinch for two reasons, one was to try to kill Yang Qing with the momentum of the two families, and the other was that it was too cowardly to withdraw like this!

The situation was clear, the Zhan family and the Yu family vowed to kill them, without leaving a chance to breathe, Zhenyuan gushed out and deceived him, and a round of golden crescent moon and an earthy yellow spear shadow had already left his body.

Yang Qing looked indifferent, stepped on his feet violently, and ran to the side, not with Ye Hua and Ye Renxuan.

"Boom!"

The long stick Wulie was slashing at the galloping earthy yellow gun shadow, the gun shadow was shocked, the speed was stunned, and Yang Qing had already escaped from the attack.

The strength of the right arm of 5,000 catties did not scatter the spear shadow with a stick, although the true yuan of the body will continue to weaken, but after all, Yu Ke is a monk in the early stage of the spirit fixation.

Yu Ke and a Zhan family monk with two knives in his hand chased after him, Yang Qing didn't care, as long as he could dodge the attack, he didn't stop until he was about thirty zhang away from Ye Hua, and when Yu Ke chased closer, he swung his stick and fought in one place.

"Boom!"

Zhang Er's earthy yellow spear pierced directly at the long stick that came out on point, the air wave spread, the mist turned into raindrops rolled and rippled, Yang Qing retreated again and again, and his arms were numb.

"Ding, ding!"

When the body retreated, the water-blue double knives slashed down violently, the horizontal stick swung, the double knives knocked away, Yang Qing stumbled under his feet, the stick body turned, and he stabbed at the spear of Zhang Er, who stabbed again.

"Bang!"

The force of the shock made him plant, and with one foot as the axis, he turned quickly and retreated to the side.

A monk from the early stage of Soul Fixation, a monk from the Purple Mansion Realm, attacked with all his might, and Yang Qing only had the power to parry!

"Good!"

A loud shout came into the rain and mist, and the voice was none other than the city lord of Yunxi, Si Hongwen.

This cheer was full of excitement, and it was unusually loud, which made everyone who was immersed in the fight stunned, and Yang Qing's indifferent expression moved.

"Whew!"

The fiery red sword light came straight towards Yu Ke, and the figure that was originally easy to dodge couldn't help but stagnate because of the applause, and no longer dodged, his arm shook slightly, and with the vibration of the second spear, the spear condensed by Zhenyuan collided with the fiery red sword light.

"Boom!"

The shadow of the spear was hastily released, and the fiery red sword light was consumed, and the two of them turned into energy at the same time.

This fiery red sword light was emitted by Ye Hua, and outsiders seemed to be using it to rescue, but Yang Qing didn't think so.

"Peng!"

The long stick slashed diagonally at the spear that protected Yuke's chest, and the two parted immediately.

"Tear up!!"

Yu Ke earthy yellow true yuan agitated, just a few steps back, it was no longer a hindrance. The force of the shock made the long stick tremble, and his body retreated to dodge, but he was still slashed by the aqua blue double blades!

The muscles of the right arm and shoulder, the flesh and blood rolled, almost to the bone, and the bright red blood 'gurgling' was left out!