Since the layout of the Zhenjun's Mansion is similar, the nine halls and the sixteen halls are the same except for the different plaques on the gate and the book "Nine Halls".

Entering the Jiutang Mansion, Li Wumang was placed in a room in the front yard, and the person who brought him into the mansion left a few Bigu Dan and said, "Kill tomorrow." "Turn around and leave the house.

After taking a Bigu Pill, his mind moved, and the lifeless Jin Pill in his body appeared in his palm.

All along, Li Wumang has nourished this golden pill with aura, and there is no change until now, and tomorrow he will be killed in a fair field, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Jin Dan can no longer stay in the dantian.

Thinking of winning the spirit stone with his life, a faint sorrow lingered in his heart. Since leaving the wolf's lair in the Silent Mountain, although he has obtained eight pills by chance, in general, Li Wumang has been very depressed.

In the broken memory, he should be very rich, not only spirit stones, but also magic weapons and pills.

"Why did you end up in such a situation?" looked at the gray Jin Dan in his palm, and asked himself in a muttering voice. Sigh and put Jin Dan in the storage bag.

At the end of the next day, Li Wumang followed the two Jiutangmen people to the south of the city. The fair field is five miles away from the south gate, a flat land paved with large pieces of granite, and it is a hundred zhang square.

There is a large stone platform at the north and south ends, and the two sides participating in the fair field duel each live on a stone platform.

Li Wumang and two Jiutangmen people went to the North Stone Platform, and after a while, more than ten people from the Zhang family arrived and all went to the South Stone Platform. Dozens of people came out of Fengbo City one after another, mostly because of the outer disciples and scattered cultivators who had heard the news and came to watch the battle.

In the end, one of the three immortal cultivators who came from the Imperial Sword fell in Nantai, which was the head of the Zhang family. One in the middle of the fair field is a witness invited by both sides. The last one to fall on Beitai was an eighteen or nine-year-old beautiful female cultivator, this was Mengyu, the master of the Nine Halls.

Mengyu glanced at the corner of her eyes, and she could see that Mengyu didn't care about the win or loss of today's duel. An attitude of indifference to Li Wumang.

It's just to stuff everyone's mouths, Mengyu promised to kill in a fair field. Competing for a sixth-level demon beast's spar, but letting two ninth-level Qi cultivators cultivate each other, sounds very ridiculous.

Jiutang did not have an outer disciple who practiced the ninth layer of qi, perhaps the Zhang family had already known this. That's what a problem came about.

Zhang's house is more than 1,000 miles away from Fengbo City, and in the eyes of immortal cultivators, these distances are neighbors. In the stormy city, the Zhang family has their own business, although it is a rented storefront with a bloody door, and it has been in business for decades. There are some dealings with the halls of the Blood Gate.

The Zhang family advocated enlightenment, and the later cultivation of the Dan was cultivated, and several hall masters even had a close relationship with Zhang Qi. This time, the Zhang family did not give up, and there may be the instigation of these hall masters later.

Mengyu knows a little about these things, and when there is a strong enemy in the thirty-six halls of the Bloody Gate, it is naturally the same enemy, but it is inevitable to intrigue on weekdays, after all, they are all scattered cultivators, and each has its own thoughts.

Temporarily find a ninth-level Qi cultivator to fight for Jiutang, this life-fighting duel, there are actually people who cultivate to 50,000 spirit stones, I am afraid that they are also extremely helpless. Mengyu couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic in her heart.

"Do you have anything to say?" said Xiu, the witness in the fair field.

Zhang Qi Yukong was present, and when Mengyu saw it, he knew that the head of the Zhang family had something to say, so he had to go over to Yukong.

"Dream Hall Master, the master of the Xingshi is only for a sixth-level demon beast spar, which is too bland. Jiutang has 'Kit Kat Pavilion', and Zhangjia has 'Fu Gong Hall', all of which are mainly based on buying and selling Fu Gong. How about this seat and the hall master betting on a hundred years of unity?" Zhang Qi smiled.

"What is a hundred years of unity?" Mengyu asked softly with her lips lightly.

"Zhangjiadian pù is rented from Guimen, and there is a hundred-year lease. The owner of the temple is his own property. The two stores are combined into one, and whoever wins will be in business for a hundred years. Zhang Qi replied with a smile.

"This seat said why the head of the Zhang family didn't give up, it turned out to be the Kit Kat Pavilion of the Nine Halls. If the Kit Kat Pavilion loses to the Zhang family, where will the more than ten disciples outside the Nine Halls stay?" Mengyu replied softly.

"The master of the dream hall is not allowed, Zhang Qi will find a male cultivator to gamble next time. Zhang Qi still smiled and spoke.

The corners of Mengyu's mouth jumped up slightly, and he smiled lightly: "The head of the Zhang family is to make the method of agitation, and this seat can't be excited." It's up to the head of the Zhang family. ”

Mengyu has a weak appearance, like everyone's beautiful girl. Scattered cultivation to the realm of the Dan stage has extraordinary courage. Mengyu has a strong temperament, but she can't see it on the surface.

"Okay! The master of the dream hall is refreshing, but it is fairer than fighting, the disciple of the Zhang family only has a Xuanbao sword, and the master of the dream hall heard that he temporarily recruited an outer disciple in the golden bamboo forest, and the magic weapon used ......" Zhang Qi was afraid that Mengyu would lend a high-grade magic weapon.

"Each person has a Xuan Bao sword, and the rest of the magic weapons are not allowed. Mengyu's long sleeves swung slightly.

The two of them each returned to the stone platform, and Mengyu walked in front of Li Wumang. "Li Yilang, this seat and the Zhang family make a bet. If you win, the Zhang family's Fu Gong Hall will reward you. ”

Mengyu didn't expect Li Wumang to win, but she couldn't help but agree in front of Zhang Qi. It can only be motivated by heavy rewards.

"Thank you, Master. "When he heard about the reward Fu Qi Hall, Li Wumang couldn't believe his ears.

"Do you have a magic weapon?"

"The junior has a Xuanbao sword. Li Wumang took out the sword from the storage bag.

"This is the best, you can only make one Xuan Bao Sword, and the rest of the magic weapons are not allowed. Seeing that it was Xuan Baojian, Mengyu nodded. At first, I was worried that Li Wumang was empty-handed, and a person who worked hard for 50,000 spirit stones to cultivate might not have any magic weapon.

The notary repaired the sword and stood in mid-air. "Each enters the house, and each has its own destiny. ”

Zhang Wuyang, a disciple of the Zhang family, went out of the South Stone Terrace, and Li Wumang saw that the other party was using the Tengyun Talisman, so he also walked in the sky and went to the fair field.

Thirty zhang apart, the two of them gave up their hands and did not talk. Zhang Wuyang is in his twenties and dressed in white. With a swing of the sword in his right hand, he took three steps in the void, and stabbed at Li Wumang's throat with a sword.

Zhang Wuyang has cultivated since he was a child, collecting medicine and hunting beasts with his clansmen, and often fighting with others, and is the best in the family. This person has cultivated an evil art "Confused Pupil", although Confused Pupil cannot improve his cultivation, he has tried and failed repeatedly in the fight.

The reason why Zhang Qi increased his chips was to expect Zhang Wuyang to win by relying on his pupils.

Seeing Zhang Wuyang's sword in front of him, Li Wumang took a step back and wanted to come out of the Heavenly Punishment Sword Style. Suddenly, seeing the opponent's eyes flash, Li Wumang couldn't help but be stunned, alerted, and hurriedly turned his body, and his left shoulder had been hit by a sword!

Flying back sharply, the sword in his hand stabbed two swords, and escaped Zhang Wuyang's pursuit. The blood flowed from his left shoulder, and Li Wumang raised his left arm in pain, and pointed at several acupoints with his backhand to stop the bleeding.

Zhang Wuyang struck a successful blow, the tiger pounced forward, and Xuan Baojian stabbed Li Wumang's throat again. Li Wumang didn't dare to make a hard connection, and pierced out of the oblique stab and dodged a blow.