"Shan Ming won, the two left the game, one hour later, Shan Ming Yang Fan!"

After being shocked, the deacon who built the foundation immediately announced the outcome of the dispute.

Hearing this, the disciples were in an uproar.

The two women were talking quietly on the stage, but the disciple did not hear clearly.

Otherwise, there would have been a lot of controversy.

Xia Qiu was also surprised.

At the last moment of the two women fighting, he vaguely saw a red glow rising from the stage, ending the fight, which made him a little puzzled.

In any case, after several battles, Xia Qiu was already fascinated.

Now his desire for cultivation has surpassed the level of water-attributed spells and has become an infinite yearning for the powerful cultivator.

Even his thoughts on studying the principles of spells faded.

"Although I have extremely poor qualifications for cultivation, I have advantages in the world that others cannot match!"

Xia Qiu's eyes flashed, and he was already persistent in his heart.

At this moment, the sound of the void suddenly rang out.

I saw a dark green rainbow flying from afar, and it arrived in an instant.

As soon as the lights gathered, a graceful figure appeared in the stands.

This person is Elder Wanqing who Xia Qiu met once.

"That's..." "There must be Elder Jindan in the city gate.

I heard that only the power of the Jinyuan period can fly in the air! " "I didn't expect that this time, we could see the three elders of the Jindan!"

"In the past competition, only Deacon Zhuji presided over, and he had never seen the Golden Dan Elder appear.

This is a bit abnormal… “Above the square, there were waves of words.

Looking at the stands, a look of awe appeared on his face.

"How was the competition going?"

After Wanqing fell in the stands, she didn't even look at the disciples in the square and asked the two elders of Jindan directly.

"There is the last game, Senior Sister Wanqing.

Why are you here?

Aren't you responsible for the competition for inner disciples?

"Jinguang saw the person coming, but he couldn't continue to sit down, and stood up and asked in surprise.

"The competition for inner disciples ended as early as yesterday.

Why are you so slow?

"Wanqing stared at the bald man, a little unsatisfied.

"There are only 4,000 inner disciples, and the outer disciples have exceeded 10,000. In comparison, we naturally know more about inner disciples. So what's strange about the long-term outdoor competition?

OK, Junior Sister Wanqing, let’s say that, what are you doing here?

"Guo Zhigang also stood up, answered a few casually, and asked directly.

“You two are very leisurely.

Now the other three people from Chengzhu Kingdom have come to Yunfeng Gate and are now in the main hall.

They are preparing to discuss issues with Yuan Jiaguo in a few days.

Now everyone is waiting for you! "Wanqing doesn't talk nonsense, and quickly tells the purpose of this trip.

"What?

They are all here! Why didn't we get the news in advance?

"Jin Guangwen's speech was indeed a bit unexpected.

Guo Zhigang also looked at the woman in front of him in confusion.

"Just yesterday, the leader got some important news through special means. In desperation, all three sects used emergency transmission arrays, and then they came this morning.

Of course, I came back with them.

In addition to some brief arrangements for the debate this time, the issue of interest distribution after the final discussion is natural.

Please go with me to meet my senior brother and other fellow Taoists.

"Wan Qingmei wrinkled, and what she continued to say surprised the two of them.

“It’s not bad for the time being.

After the last game, we will go together.

"Guo Zhigang pondered for a while and said this.

The other two had no objection after hearing this.

“The last game is now in progress.

You two can't go in yet!" Guo Zhigang glanced at the crowd and opened his mouth in a heavy voice.

"Yang Fan, Shan Ming, you two are entering the venue quickly!"

Zhuji, the deacon who was hosting the competition, heard that his heart was still there.

The three Jindan elders on the stage worshiped from afar and ordered him without hesitation.

Although Shan Ming and Yang San were both surprised, they were not allowed to think too much at this time.

They quickly got up and quickly entered the ring.

Yang Fan was secretly happy.

He has not yet recovered his abilities in this method.

Although he was originally a sure win, it is naturally a good thing to win easier.

"Sister Kong, please!"

Yang Fan smiled with her mouth.

"snort!"

Shan Ming swept his cold eyes over Yang Fan, snorted heavily, and then showed the technique in his hand.

Obviously, he doesn't like Yang Fan.

Yang Fan doesn't care either.

After a smile, he didn't have the trick.

Instead, he stretched out his thick and fat palm and slapped it on the storage bag around his waist.

Suddenly, more than ten five-color light clouds shot out one after another.

He waved his hand and held it all in his hand, with more than a dozen colors.

"Swoosh..." Several water blades flew out of the air and immediately hit Yang Fan's front.

Faced with the sharp attack of this woman, Yang Fan was not panicked, with a smile on his face, and his wrists shook, and Ovda was released.

A moment later, a green light spread in the wind, and a blue wooden tripod the size of Zhang Xu appeared out of thin air in the void.

"Touch..." A few muffled sounds came out in an instant, and several laser blades were blocked by the tripod one after another.

However, the tripod didn't move at all and slowly turned.

It even bombarded the woman opposite.

Experts can see that this is not the Orfuda of ordinary defense, but a special type of advanced Orfuda, worth dozens of spirit stones, and its power is far beyond that of the Orfuda of ordinary attack defense.

Shan Ming's eyes were cold.

His hand waved at the same time, and a mist suddenly appeared, rolling towards the wooden tripod.

The next moment, in a dull and low voice, the wooden tripod was supported in the air.

For a moment, the two were at a strife.

Yang Fan smiled and said, with one hand, the three were thrown out.

In the air, three weapons suddenly appeared, namely a golden sword, a yellow flying sword and a black axe, all of which were half a foot in size, and an amazing mana fluctuation dispersed.

Yang Fan's thoughts were pulled, and he hummed and shot the woman opposite.

In Dan Ming's eyes, Leng Mang is even better.

After rushing into the air quickly and having an operation, he stopped paying attention.

Instead, he turned his hands like a wheel of ten fingers, urging him to send out three water shadow swords in an instant.

Between ten fingers, face the weapons made by the three Fuhuangs on the opposite side.
To be continued...