"Hehe, Qinglong Peak will actually propose a wheel battle, it seems that he really wants to compete with the strength of both of us," a White Tiger Peak monk who exuded a fierce aura stared at the Qinglong Peak monk in front of him and said.

"Hmph, Qinglong Peak actually dared to propose such a way, it seems that he has been prepared for a long time, so let them see the power of our White Tiger Peak."

"Don't take it lightly, the strength of Qinglong Peak must be clear to everyone, this wheel battle of 100 people is not a small number."

"Senior Brother Zhao, let me take the lead" Suddenly, a strong man with a height of eight feet walked out in a row, standing in front of the team, and a strong evil aura erupted from his body.

With a lift of his right hand to the sky, a nine-foot combat knife appeared in the air, and was casually resisted by him on his shoulder, and the aura emanating from him at this time was suddenly the mid-stage cultivation of the foundation.

"Yuan Hou, you're going to start this battle, don't lose the face of our White Tiger Peak," a monk behind him said to this person's back.

"Don't worry, I will definitely defeat my opponent" The monk named Yuan Hou put the sword on his shoulder to the ground, and in an instant a crack was pressed out of a cyan rock on the ground.

From this, you can see how heavy the sword in his hand is, and then he strides towards the square, and every time he advances, the sound of footsteps rings over the square, almost like a giant.

And at this moment, a person also walked out from the disciples of Qinglong Peak on the opposite side, this person was wearing a cyan robe, with a bun on his head, he was in his forties, his eyes were sharp, and he also had the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Liuyun Sword Huang Feng, I wanted to meet you a long time ago. It looks like it's going to be interesting today," Yuan Hou looked at the middle-aged monk in front of him. said with a grin.

The middle-aged monk looked up. staring at Yuan Hou, he said calmly: "Don't talk nonsense, let's start."

"Hmph!" Yuan Hou saw that his opponent's face was flat, he snorted coldly, and suddenly raised the war knife in his right hand, and instantly slashed three times in a row at the front.

I saw three white sword rays break through the air, rushing towards the yellow wind with a sharp whistle, and the surrounding air was cut by the sharp knife qi. Rushing to both sides.

The monk named Huang Feng pinched the fingers of his sword, and suddenly a dragon roar rose from behind him, and a cyan long sword rose into the sky, and then it turned into a cyan tornado and rushed forward.

The three white swords and the cyan tornado collided in the air, only to hear a dense dinging sound from the inside, the light dissipated, the three swords disappeared, and the cyan flying sword also flew back and fell into the hands of the yellow wind.

I saw that there were already a lot of criss-crossing slash marks on the square, and the cyan boulders were cut open, and Yuan Hou suddenly burst out with a low roar. The thick arms picked up the war knife and cut it horizontally. I saw a white sword spread forward like a crescent moon, sweeping towards the yellow wind.

Huang Feng pinched his hands together, and at the same time, he suddenly jumped into the air with a bounce body, and the cyan long sword behind him soared, suddenly turning into a cyan long dragon, shaking his head and tail, and rushing towards Yuan Hou.

I saw Yuan Hou staring at the green dragon in the air, his eyes flashed sharply, his legs were forceful, he kicked on the ground, and the whole person flew out, instantly appeared in the air, holding the war knife with both hands, his arms suddenly grew in a circle, and an astonishing white knife rushed out from the front of the war knife, and rushed out along the Yuan Hou slash.

This knife seemed to cut through the air, and the white knife rushed out and slashed at the green dragon, only to see the dazzling white light and blue light burst out at the same time, turning into a dazzling light ball in the air, and then suddenly a loud bang exploded in the air.

Well!

Yuan Hou let out a muffled snort from his mouth, and after landing on the ground, he retreated a few steps back, crushing the cyan rock with each step, and a trace of flushing welled up on his face.

On the opposite side, Huang Feng also landed, his body slashed out on the ground, and pieces of cyan rocks exploded into fragments and flew into the air, only to see a mouthful of blood in Huang Feng's mouth couldn't help but spurt out.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Huang Feng has conceded" Yuan Hou stared at each other and said, hehe said with a smile, that Huang Feng put away the flying sword, snorted coldly, turned his head and returned to Qinglong Peak.

"Oh oh oh! Senior Brother Yuan Hou is really powerful, even Huang Feng is not an opponent"

"Hehe, Liuyun Sword Huang Feng is nothing more than that, it seems that the disciples of Qinglong Peak are like this"

After Yuan Hou won, the momentum of White Tiger Peak was like a rainbow, and there were all kinds of cheers in the camp, but Zhao Yan, who was standing in front, frowned, but did not speak.

And Wang Ke's expression moved, bowed his head and pondered, the battle between the two just now seemed to be fierce, but it was not in Wang Ke's heart, these two monks were equal at best, if it wasn't for this Yuan Hou forcibly suppressing his injuries just now, I'm afraid this game can only be a draw.

I'm afraid that only Zhao Yan can see it on the side of White Tiger Peak, and as for the other monks, almost all of them believe that Yuan Hou has won, so they are naturally happy to express their words.

Then a monk came out of the camp of Qinglong Peak, the monk also had the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building, and his strength was not weak, and he fought fiercely with Yuan Hou for several rounds, and forced Yuan Hou back with a green dragon sword qi.

There was no accident in the second game, Yuan Hou was defeated, such a result Wang Ke had already expected, and the next competition was in full swing, almost all of the first players on both sides were masters, and the winners and losers were determined after only a few rounds.

The strength of Qinglong Peak and White Tiger Peak is not equal, and it can be seen from here that both sides have their own wins and losses, and the number of wins and losses is almost the same.

At the back, there were fewer and fewer remaining monks on both sides, and at this time, a disciple of the White Tiger Peak on the field was defeated, and the disciple of the Qinglong Peak on the opposite side was arrogant, making a provocative gesture towards the side of the White Tiger Peak.

"Senior Brother Wang Lun, you can go this time, your strength is enough to deal with this kid" Zhao Yan, who was standing in front, turned his head and said to Wang Ke.

Since Wang Ke was a fake Wang Lun at this time, he naturally had to replace him, walked out from the back of the team, and instantly thousands of pairs of eyes in the square fell on Wang Ke.

"Senior Brother Wang, this scene will be handed over to you," a White Tiger Peak monk in the back patted Wang Ke's shoulder and said.

"Senior Brother Wang, you help me teach this son of a bitch, it's too arrogant" The White Tiger Peak monk who returned from defeat had a look of hatred and a deep unwillingness.

"Don't worry, with Senior Brother Wang's strength, it is absolutely trivial to deal with this disciple of Qinglong Peak," only one young monk said.

Wang Ke walked up to the square. His eyes fell on the monk opposite. The opponent is a monk in the early stages of foundation. However, he had obviously consumed a lot of spiritual power just now, and his eyes were looking at his appearance at this time.

"Hehe, you are Zhou Yan's fiancé Wang Lun, you cultivated in the early stage of foundation building, and you actually dared to climb Zhou Yan, and you don't pee to take care of yourself" The Qinglong Peak disciple looked at Wang Ke and said with a sneer.

Although Wang is not the real Wang Lun, he is now sneered by such a monk. If you don't react, I'm afraid it's not normal.

"Hmph, I see that you are impatient" Wang Ke raised his right hand, and in an instant, seven sword lights rose from behind him, rushing towards the Qinglong Peak disciple with a sharp aura.

The Qinglong Peak disciple urged his sword technique with both hands, and a cyan long dragon in front of him pounced on Wang Ke, but Wang Ke's expression froze, and with a random finger of his left hand, six sword lights in the air closed in the center, instantly turning into a thick sword light and colliding with the green dragon.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang. The cyan dragon was instantly shaken out, and a blue light swayed in the air in an instant. Then, before the young monk could react, a sharp sound broke through the air, and a cyan sword light flashed in front of the young monk, and his shocked gaze was across his neck.

The whole process happened in a very short period of time, Wang Ke didn't show much power at all, with the power of his sword light, just if he exerted it with all his strength, the opponent's Qinglong sword qi was not shocked back, but was directly dispersed, this time it was completely with Wang Ke's rich combat experience, and the opponent was restrained lightly.

"Didn't you talk a lot of nonsense just now, now I'll give you another chance to say it again" Wang Ke stared at this Qinglong Peak disciple and said lightly.

There was a sword light on his neck, this Qinglong Peak monk didn't dare to move, his face turned pale for a while, thinking of what he said just now, he almost wanted to slap himself a few times.

"Senior Brother Wang, it's just a competition, don't take it so seriously, I was just talking nonsense just now, please don't take it to heart" The Qinglong Peak disciple's face turned pale, and he began to say with a smile at this time.

"Hmph, keep your dog's eyes open in the future, don't bark at people casually, be careful to break your dog's legs, get out!" Wang Ke kicked the monk in the abdomen, kicking it out of the air, completely showing Wang Lun's high-profile posture.

"Senior Brother Wang is so good, my senior brother, you are amazing."

"Hehe, do you dare to be arrogant when you look at the disciples of Qinglong Peak, you actually dare to look down on our White Tiger Peak" The disciples of White Tiger Peak are now raising their eyebrows and praising Wang Ke's behavior of teaching the disciples of Qinglong Peak a hard lesson.

"Well, it seems that Senior Brother Wang's strength has improved a lot, and if he defeats the opponent so easily, maybe there will be one game left."

"That's right, that hand just now was really exciting, and I didn't expect Senior Brother Wang to have such rich combat experience," Zhao Yan said in conversation with a monk from White Tiger Peak.

"Senior Sister Zhou Yan, it seems that this Wang Lun is not as incompetent as rumored, are you mistaken" Many disciples in the Vermilion Bird Peak looked at Zhou Yan.

It is rumored that Wang Lun is Zhou Yan's fiancé, but he has average qualifications, a typical cultivation waste, and his strength is not very good, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"That's right, if it wasn't luck just now, Wang Lun's strength should not be low, it seems that we all have some misunderstandings about him," said another Vermilion Bird Peak monk.

Zhou Yan stared at Wang Ke on the field, biting her lip, with a complicated look in her eyes, and after a while, a trace of firmness flashed, and she said in her heart: "Wang Lun, even if your cultivation progresses, I must dissolve the marriage contract today."

"I didn't expect this Wang Lun to have two hands, it's not exactly a waste" In the Qinglong Peak camp, Ouyang Chong grinned, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and strode out of the team.

"Xiao Chong, don't take it lightly" Ouyang Long reminded behind him, but Ouyang Chong shrugged his shoulders and didn't take it to heart at all.

Ouyang Chong walked to the square step by step, staring at Wang Ke, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and the White Tiger Peak monk on the opposite side saw that it was Ouyang Chong who appeared on the field, and he was in an uproar in an instant.

"How could it be him, despicable, the mid-stage foundation building monk actually came to the early foundation building monk, it's really shameless" A White Tiger Peak monk shouted.

"Yes, do you want to bully us White Tiger Peak because of your deep cultivation?"

"What should I do, Senior Brother, the other party is a mid-stage foundation cultivator, Senior Brother Wang will be fine," a monk looked at Zhao Yan and said.

I saw that at this time, Zhao Yan's face was iron-blue, staring at Ouyang Long, falling into contemplation, and after a while, his eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "I know what Ouyang Long is up to, the target is actually Senior Brother Wang!" (To be continued......)

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