How could Venerable Poison Dragon not see the perfunctory of the Five Despises? He no longer expects Ye Bin and Shang Heyang in the same match, but only wants to win the remaining two matches. No matter how the outcome of Cui Wugu and Geng Kun is, the sword fighting result is the same, so he sends voices and urges.

The Five Lust Master sneered and did not answer, but because Lu Min's swordsmanship was powerful, he also cheered up more. The two were stalemate for a long time, and when Ye Bin and Shang Heyang stopped making peace, they also jumped out of the battle circle and said loudly:

"The sword technique of Jile Real Man is indeed well-known. Fellow Daoist has gained the samadhi of it, so today I will try to play a draw. If you have any time another day, you can come to Xikongtong to discuss the Tao and will definitely sweep the bed to welcome you."

Everyone then suddenly realized that if there was no great benefit, who would be willing to offend Jile Zhenren, the top figure in the world, wouldn't he be afraid of giving someone a sword to get the head with a sword?

These four duels retreated, and the remaining two games will never be able to decide the winner. Everyone's eyes were bright and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly solemn. However, Shen Yuanjing looked calm, as if he was suppressed by Shi Wengong in the field. The person who fought for life and death was not his disciple.

Ling Hun knew that he had always made plans and then moved, and felt a little relieved, so he focused on his old wife.

At the beginning of the battle, because these two men had never seen each other before, they were both cautious and only released the flying sword and fought in the air until now.

Seeing that the other party's swordsmanship was good, Cui Wugu saw that Mi Mingniang was at a disadvantage, and this battle was particularly important. She was even more cautious and did not have a good chance to win, and she did not release magic weapons, for fear of alarming the enemy.

Geng Kun was different. He originally thought that the other party was just a err, but he could not compete with him until now. Although he had always been willful, he was not stupid. He did not want to take Li in the fire for the Poison Dragon Lord for no reason, so he wanted to use some skills to tie the other party and not lose face. It was also an explanation.

However, every time he increased his sword skills, the other party would rise, and he insisted on surpassing him. He was so ungrateful that he aroused his anger. His wings spread, and a strong wind blew up, and the scene suddenly flew away sand and stones, and the scene was in chaos.

Cui Wugu quickly withdrew the flying sword and was on guard secretly. Sure enough, he activated the protective light and mobilized the magic weapon. The vest was suddenly hit and staggered forward a few steps, and Geng Kun's figure appeared on the spot.

It turned out that when this demon entered the Tao, he obtained a "Three Pan Sutra" left by Chiyou's clan at the bottom of the Jinque Cave in the South China Sea. He practiced a powerful Taoist technique called "The Great Method of Moving and Forbidden".

With this method, he could not only pass through mountains and rocks, go deep into the secluded realm, parade through the earth and lungs, and even use the wind, clouds, water and fire to hide his body, sneak into the enemy, and replace his body in an instant, which is extremely mysterious.

After taking this blow, Cui Wugu quickly took out a magic lamp. The fireworks were yellow and green, and suddenly the light shone brightly. It fell to the sand and gravel near the front, melting for a moment, and even the strong wind stopped here.

Geng Kun showed up and snorted coldly, "Do you think you can beat me by relying on magic weapons?" After that, he roared and flew into the air. With a slight movement, the wind blew, and tens of millions of red sparks of Mars flew out from the tip of his wings, flying all over the sky, gathering but not dispersing.

The Mars emitted on the tip of this wing are extremely vicious. No matter if the immortal encounters it, he will be injured if he does not die. It is extremely powerful.

Cui Wugu was very aware of it. He hurriedly urging the magic lamp. A red flame immediately flew out of the fireworks. One and two, two and four in the air, and a hundred were divided into an instant, intertwined into a net, and collided forward.

When Mars encounters fireworks, it is like lightning lightning, and it explodes immediately on the spot, and everything in the surrounding space is annihilated. For a moment, the wind stops and the dust is extinguished, Mars no longer and the sky returns to its clearness.

Geng Kun was shocked, and then furious. He pushed out several magic weapons, including bright red and bloody cloth pockets, pale curved bones, and black smoke-filled iron forks, all of which were magic weapons he had mastered for years, and were all filthy and vicious.

Cui Wugu didn't dare to be negligent at the moment, and was angry that the other party had no room for nothing. Suddenly, a magic lamp was urging him to see a little green light flying out from above, like a fireflies, falling onto the other party's magic weapons. He heard a few crackling sounds, and they actually broke the magic weapons clean.

When the Five Lust Venerables saw it, his face twitched. After a few years of not seeing it, the magic lamp seemed much more powerful. Fortunately, he did not rashly agree to the request of Venerable Poison Dragon. It was a shame to go up. It was caught off guard. I was afraid that the Xuanwu Wusha Luoshu Blood Flame Divine Gang would be damaged by this divine thunder.

Geng Kun saw that the magic weapon he released fell to the ground, and he was completely unsatisfied with anger. Without saying a word, he spread his wings and flew out his feathers, as fast as lightning, and shot out.

This object comes from his body, and is born with infinite power. The magical objects are united. They are sacrificed and refined since childhood, and are even more powerful. Compared with the White Bone God's White Bone Death Arrow, although there is no filthy power, in terms of killing alone, the power is even more powerful than that.

Even though Cui Wugu had tried his best to protect him, he still ate a piece of Fengyu and hit him on his arm, and half of his body suddenly became numb. Seeing that the other party still refused to let him go, he recalled Fengyu and wanted to attack again, but he couldn't stop his anger.

She took out the seven treasure amethyst bottle, poured it out, and two precious lights flew out, which looked the same as fire, but the color was bright and extremely rare. As soon as she took out the bottle mouth, she immediately turned into two pillars of fire, a hundred feet of red rainbow.

Shen Yuanjing's face changed and he shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoist Cui!" But he saw that Zhu Hong suddenly exploded and turned into a fire bead as big as a longan.

When Cui Wugu heard the prompt, he also regretted it. He hurriedly urged the Seven Treasure Amethyst Bottle and tried hard to collect most of the fire beads, but the rest had already exploded, and the thunderous sounds were like millions of mother and son bead cannons exploded at the same time.

Geng Kun's three feathers were not as powerful as such. They were blown to pieces in just a few seconds. Leihuo still stopped and chased after him. He could not avoid it, so he had to throw out seven or eight magic weapons to block it slightly, and even a flying sword disappeared.

But this still couldn't stop extinguishing. The last little power hit him and suddenly burst. When the smoke disappeared, his wings protected him in front of him, and his feathers were scattered.

"Lei Ze Divine Sand!" Geng Kun was angry and afraid, shouting, as if he could not believe that the other party had a magical object carrying such treasures of heaven and earth. But seeing the fire beads gathered, they still turned into two smaller pillars of fire and flew back into the bottle. He knew that it was this treasure, so he would have no doubts.

Cui Wugu said coldly: "Since you know it is this thing, you should understand that if I hadn't heard the warning of fellow Taoist Shen and held back to you, you would not have life now. Even this Qingluo Valley will be attacked by this thunder and fire and shaken to pieces."

Geng Kun's face changed with a red face. He snorted coldly, turned around and returned to the crowd, without saying a word. The victory and loss were very obvious. The Poison Dragon Venerable also knew that the other party had tried his best and dared not blame him. He also stepped forward and comforted him.

Now nine games have passed, three games are considered a draw, and each wins three more games. In this way, Shi Wengong and Mi Mingniang can determine the outcome of this sword fight, which is the most critical.

Shi Wen Gong was very anxious to take the other party for a long time, and now he was pressing heavily on his body, and he didn't care about anything else. He felt cruel and bit his tongue and muttered something from his mouth. A soul appeared from his head, and a flashed, and the sword flew in the air, and the sword suddenly became vigorous.

The crowds of both sides were moved together. Although they thought that the magic weapon of the soul was very powerful, if the enemy freed up his hands, they could destroy his body. Even if they could win, the soul had no place. If they were not looking for another person's body, they would have to turn the disaster. It was a desperate Taoist method.

Everyone was about to see how Mi Mingniang responded, but she saw her take back all three flying swords and protect herself. The Poison Dragon Master showed joy on his face and said loudly:

"After that I was a few years old in the Taoist practice. I didn't know that my master and fellow Taoists were powerful, so I thought I could block the soul from controlling the sword in this way? It's really ridiculous."

Mi Mingniang ignored it. Since she took out three round beads from the magic treasure bag, they were red and black, and the dryness was faintly heard, shining on the black evil soul-falling sand in the air, saying:

"This is the Yin thunder that my master has extracted from the earth lung thunder fire. Once it is used, it penetrates the mountains and destroys the soul. Its power is extraordinary and cannot be resisted by your black smoke. If you come out now and the soul returns to your position, admit that you have lost this battle, I will spare you."

The two flying swords attacked from the air immediately stopped moving, and the black sand did not fall. Tian Lingzi said angrily: "Qing Xuanzi, what do you mean? How dare you remind me secretly?"

It turned out that Shi Wengong escaped from the soul, but he did not merge with the flying sword, but used the blood clone method to create a soul that fell into the flying sword, but his true body was hidden in the Black Evil Soul Sand, ready to take action in secret.

Without waiting for the master to answer, Mi Mingniang turned to look here and two golden lights shot out of her eyes.

Tian Lingzi's face was furious and snorted coldly: "It turns out it is the natural spiritual eye. No wonder I can see my Taoism. Disciple, the power of the Yin Thunder is true. Don't struggle. We will admit defeat in this battle."

The black evil soul-falling sand shook, and immediately turned into a ray of black smoke, falling into Shi Wengong's body, and the flying sword was taken back. The whole person fell on the stage, feeling depressed.

Venerable Poison Dragon came over and said a few more words before saying to Ling Hun: "We are defeated today. The young disciple Yu De has already died as promised. My master and disciple of Qingluoyu will also hand over the Qingluoyu together."

The sword fighting was finally over, and everyone was about to leave. Suddenly, one shouted: "Let's go. That red-haired old ghost disciple, have you considered whether to fight my disciple or leave an arm?"

Hong Changbao was shocked. He didn't expect that the other party would still be embarrassed with him until now, so he looked at the side as if he was busy asking for help.

It was only taken by Shen Yuanjing's famous reputation, and because the Red-haired Ancestor was in the side door, he always came and went alone and was arrogant. Shang Heyang and the White Bone God King had no friendship with him and would never stand out.

Venerable Poison Dragon was the master, but he had to stand up. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Shen Yuanjing say, "I have already said that if anyone dares to stop him, he will be my enemy. No matter today, I will have a good time sooner or later."

These words even dispelled everyone's desire to stand out. Even the Poison Dragon Venerable was hesitating. Hong Changbao was so scared that he almost collapsed.

Only Geng Kun said in his heart: "I have not won this time, and I have offended Linghun and his wife. It is rumored that these two people will revenge and should not be ignored. I can't defeat both of them. If the three of them come together, they may abandon the cave and escape like a dog with a broken family."

He looked at the side again and thought to himself: "The magic dragon is not necessarily very smart at the realm of this mana, but even if he loses to Ling Hun or even loses this sword, he will not be hurt. When he returns, he will still be his ancestor. The rest of the people dare not provoke him. Isn't it because of his huge power and many allies?

I can't form a force, so it's time to make more allies. Hong Changbao himself is not capable, but his master, the Red-haired Ancestor, is extremely powerful and should be recruited as an aid."

He thought so in his heart, acted immediately, spread his wings, whistled by, rolled up the Hong Changle, and suddenly used his mysterious skills, turning into a comet-like fire cloud, passing through the sky, its speed was like lightning, and it disappeared in an instant.

Because he was proficient in the secret magic technique, his whereabouts were vague and his changes were extremely changed, everyone could not react. Ling Hun was furious, but he had no choice but to release the flying sword, but it was far from it. Geng Kun had turned into a small dot and was about to disappear when he saw it.

The Poison Dragon Venerable all smiled on his face, so he looked at the opposite side, but saw Shen Yuanjing sneering on his face, and waved his sleeves at the same time. They quickly turned around and saw that Geng Kun was no longer visible, and there was no trace of magic power or flying sword in the air, and they couldn't understand it.

At this moment, a thunder sound exploded in everyone's ears, and from near, a straight line continued to the distance. It seemed that God was angry, resounding throughout the valley, spreading outward, echoing, and surprised countless birds, covering the sky and the sun, which was spectacular.

Then, from a distance, a scream came from afar, but a purple sword light broke through the sky and came close to him, carrying a corpse on it. It was the winged Taoist Geng Kun, holding a piece of arm in his arms.

Everyone estimated the distance and the speed of the flying sword, and couldn't help but take a breath.
Chapter completed!