Qi Wei frowned and looked at Fachen: "Master Fachen, what do you mean?"

Fachen lowered his eyebrows and clasped his hands together and said, "It's nothing. It's the duty of a monk to subdue demons and demons. If the donor can agree to the poor monk's previous request, this snake demon will return to the donor regardless of victory or defeat."

Qi Wei sneered and said nothing.

The swarthy monk slapped the table and said angrily: "Anyway, we are now three against three, why don't we just compete in three games, win two out of three games, and the loser will obediently hand over Jupo Qinglian!"

His words already put Qi Wei on the losing side.

The monk with the scriptures on his arms also mocked: "The Qinghe Sect is just like this, I don't think they are less courageous."

Qi Wei sneered: "You three are in the middle stage of the Transformation Realm, and my two junior brothers are in the early stage of the Tao Seed Realm. It's a blessing that you came up with such a 'good idea'!"

Fa Chen suddenly said: "Then if my two junior brothers claim to be at the early stage of the Taoist Realm and have average cultivation levels with your two junior brothers, can we compare them?"

Qi Wei was defeated by an army, and he didn't think about how to reply for a while. Now that he had the Qinglian in hand, he was sure that the other party would not dare to rob him, but being pestered all the time was not an option. If things really got serious,

It is still unclear how the sect will deal with him, after all, he is the one who attacked him.

Although Wu Tiankou didn't understand what Qi Wei had done, he couldn't help but get angry when he saw that the other party was so aggressive. He shouted to the monk with the scripture on his arm: "Are you from the Fenglei Temple Chanting Hall? Let me compete with you.

!”

The monk with the scripture on his arm said with a smile: "I don't get what I asked for. I wonder what the donor's level of cultivation is?"

After learning that Wu Tiankou's cultivation was at the third level of the Daozong Realm, he indeed sealed his own cultivation at the third level of the Daozong Realm.

"He's a man. My name is Wu Tiankou. What's your name?"

"Dharma-mad."

The two looked at each other for a while, then closed their eyes in a daze. They held the rosary in one hand and started to recite scriptures with the other hand on their chests.

The scriptures came out of his mouth and turned into spiritual phantoms, attacking Wu Tiankou. Wu Tian's mouth and body expressed the flow of Chinese characters, forming a shield and intertwined with the scriptures.

Not to be outdone, he ignited the spiritual power on his finger, drew in the air, and a half-meter-high spiritual talisman was generated, flying towards Dharma Chi, and when it reached the front of him, it had already grown to a height of one foot, overwhelming the sky and the earth and pressing it down.

The Dharma idiot stopped chanting, opened his eyes wide, and roared: "Broken!"

The sound was like a huge thunder, Yang Ming was startled, and the magical talisman that covered it was instantly shattered.

"The lion's roar of Buddhism is truly worthy of its reputation!" Wu Tiankou praised.

"Excuse me." Fa Chi's face turned red. He had almost used all his strength to make this lion's roar to break the opponent's magic talisman, so now his energy and blood were surging.

He didn't know the details of Wu Tian's mouth and just regarded him as an ordinary Taoist disciple. He sighed in his heart: "A Taozong disciple has reached such a level of talismans. If all the disciples of Qinghe Sect are like this, how can they spread the religion?"

There will be many difficulties.”

"Take a move from me too!" Dharma Chi put his hands together, and a golden "Swastika" flew out from the scripture tattooed on his arm. He shouted the Buddha's name, and the "Swastika" kept spinning and suddenly flew towards Wu Tiankou.

Wu Tiankou knew that this move was powerful, so he quickly threw out two armors and transformed into two spiritual giant scorpions. The first giant scorpion was crushed by the "卍" character, and the second giant scorpion immediately replaced it.

When the strength was gone and the armor pieces shattered, Wu Tiankou threw out the third armor. This time, the word "卍" was finally canceled out.

"Dharma-crazy monk, you lose." Wu Tiankou said with a smile.

"How can you see it?" Fa Chi asked doubtfully, but sweat fell from his forehead. He knew that the other party would not lie out of thin air.

Wu Tiankou shouted: "Zhen!"

Four spiritual talismans suddenly rose up around Fa Chi, surrounding him on all sides and trapping him inside. Then various characters flew out of Wu Tiankou's hands like chains, reinforcing the talismans layer by layer, and sealing them into cocoons.

"I didn't expect it to be the Zimu Talisman!" Dharma Chi sighed, "The poor monk was still careless, and the benefactor won."

It turned out that Wu Tiankou's first spiritual talisman was actually the mother and child talisman of Lutang's secret technique. When the mother talisman was shattered, the spiritual power seemed to dissipate, but in fact, it was secretly combined into new child talismans, which allowed him to surprise and defeat the enemy when they were not paying attention.

.This move requires extremely high requirements for the skill of talismans. Currently, only Wu Tiankou among the young disciples of Lu Hall has learned this move.

Fa Chen saw that his junior brother had lost, but his expression remained unchanged. He looked at Qi Wei and said: "Win two out of three games. In the first game, we lost. In the second game, I want to challenge Qi Donor with sword control. I don't know.

Please ask if the donor is willing to give me some advice."

As soon as these words came out, the three people of Qinghe Sect were very surprised.

Qi Wei thought the other party had made a mistake, but when he saw that Fachen had no intention of changing his words, he was immediately angered.

Although sword control is not exclusive to Qinghe Sect, as long as sword control is mentioned, everyone can't help but connect him with Qinghe Sect. The other party actually said that he would challenge himself with sword control. This is simply arrogant and arrogant, even if he doesn't want to.

Qi Wei, who was competing in the competition, had to leave the field to clear his name at this moment.

"Fachen, you forced me to do this!"

The subtext of Qi Wei's words is that it's not that I want to take advantage of you, but that you are stubborn and have to force me. When word gets out, don't say that I bullied you.

He turned to look at Yang Ming again, thinking that the only thing holding him back in winning two out of three games was this kid. Now that Wu Tiankou has won one round, if I defeat Fa Chen, this kid won't be able to affect the situation.

He used to be clever and didn't stop Wu Tiankou from fighting with Fa Chen, but he also didn't agree to the competition. If Wu Tiankou lost, he could shirk it, but now Wu Tiankou won and Fa Chen admitted it.

, then this advantage will be in vain if you don’t take advantage of it.

"I accept your challenge!" Qi Wei moved his sword, and the flying sword made a roaring sound and pointed at Fachen.

"Then let's begin!" Fachen pointed his sword in his hand, and a flying sword appeared above his head.

After a cup of tea, Qi Wei lost his mind. He actually lost!

It's not that the opponent's flying sword is of a higher level than yours, nor that the opponent's skills are better than yours, it's that you actually lost in skills!

He picked up a cup of tea and put it to his mouth, trying to calm his heart, but his hands couldn't help trembling. He entered the outer sect at the age of thirteen and practiced sword control for seven years, but he was still no better than an outsider! This made him

He really couldn't accept it!

"Thank you for your donation, let's proceed to the final round now. No matter who wins or loses, I hope both parties can fulfill their promises."

"Haha, it's finally time for me to take action!" The dark-skinned monk could no longer hold himself back.

"Yang Ming, it's up to you!" Wu Tiankou said to Yang Ming excitedly, even more excited than when he competed with himself, "We must beat that black monk, he has the worst mouth!"

Yang Ming smiled bitterly and said: "My spiritual power has been blocked, how can I fight?"

"Oh, I forgot that you don't know anything except sword control!" Wu Tiankou immediately unblocked Yang Ming. After a moment, he frowned and corrected: "You don't seem to know much about sword control either!"

Yang Ming had a dark look on his face. He was very conflicted at this time. To be honest, he really wanted to see Qi Wei deflate. Although he didn't know what kind of treasure they were talking about, the Soul Ju Qing Lian, he just didn't want Qi Wei to get it anyway.

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But Wu Tiankou regarded this game as very important. Perhaps this was the so-called sense of sect identity.

Thinking of this, Yang Ming felt a little disheartened. After all, Wu Tiankou was an inner disciple, the proud son of heaven, and enjoyed all kinds of preferential treatment from the sect. But as for himself, he had not only been bullied along the way, but up to now, the sect had

Men also gave himself a copy of "Introduction to Sword Controlling". Why would such a sect ask him to sacrifice his life? If it weren't for the fact that leaving without permission after entering the outer sect would be regarded as treason, he would have run away long ago.

"You brat, don't act like a bitch, just give up if you can't do it!" the swarthy monk shouted.

Are you from Zu'an? You have such a bad mouth! Yang Ming originally thought of admitting defeat, but was abruptly cut off by this monk.

"Forget it, just give Wu Tiankou an explanation." Yang Ming thought to himself.

"Young face, I don't want to know who you are, but remember, I am called Dharma-blind. My senior brothers are polite to you because they have quality. I am different. I am not so particular and do not have their compassion. I

If you take action, you won't be able to run away if you are disabled!"

"Dharma blind, don't be rude!" Fa Chen scolded lightly. It was precisely because this Dharma blind was unreasonable and had no scruples, so Fa Chen left the last game to him. Unreasonable people will not be bound by etiquette and law.

Easier to show strength.

"Let's get started!" The blind man couldn't wait to step forward and beat Yang Ming.

"Wait a minute!" Yang Ming shouted hurriedly, "You haven't proclaimed yourself a cultivator yet!"

Qi Wei had no hope for this competition at all. In his opinion, Yang Ming would definitely lose, so even though he knew that Dharma Blindness had not blocked his cultivation, he did not try to break it. When Yang Ming was injured, he could just use Dharma Blindness to break the rules and avoid this match.

Competition.

"Fa Blind, come here!" Fa Chen seemed to have thought of this, and called Fa Blind over, and sealed his cultivation with his own hands, keeping him at the third level of the Tao Seed Realm. Then he said to Yang Ming

: "If you still have questions, you can check it yourself."

Wu Tiankou was not at ease with this unreasonable legal illiteracy, so he stepped forward to have a look, and then nodded to Yang Ming.

"Young pretty boy, can we start now?" The legal blind man was already a little angry at Yang Ming's ink marks.

Yang Ming was also yelled at by the legal blind man and got angry. He doesn't want to lose now!

I saw him put on the starting move of a powerful Tianlong, and also cursed: "Come on, shit beetle! Your senior brother defeated my senior brother Qi Wei with sword control, and I will fight with the most common powerful Tianlong in your Buddhist sect.

, smash your stinky mouth so that you can’t even fart!”

"What did you just call me?!"

"Dung beetle, you are all black and your mouth is full of excrement. What are you if you are not a dung beetle?"

Dharmablind suddenly became furious: "Okay, then I don't need anything else, I will use the mighty Tianlong to teach you how to be a good person!"

The two of them shot out their palms at the same time, and the two dragon heads appeared at the same time. Fa Yin relied on his excellent fist and kick skills and rushed forward to have a head-on confrontation with Yang Ming.

Yang Ming knew that his own was a lost ancient book, and his technique was several levels higher than his opponent's. How could he be inferior to him? So he rushed forward without pushing the dragon's head out.

"boom!"

A loud noise shook the tiles on the roof flying in all directions. The blind man's body was blown away like a cannonball, and a brick wall collapsed!

He twisted and sat up, and found that his arms had been broken. He looked at Yang Ming in surprise: "How is it possible? How can this be the mighty Tianlong?!"

Fachen was finally moved, stood up from his seat, and asked: "This donor, is it the ancient genealogy of Dawei Tianlong that you are using?"

Yang Ming chuckled, not forgetting to ridicule: "What is ancient or not? I just bought a book from a street stall to practice. The techniques are the same, but the people who practice them are different, so the effects are naturally different."

Fa Chen said no more, he fed a pill into Fa Blind's mouth and said: "We have lost, this matter is over."

After saying that, he took his two junior brothers and left, throwing the seriously injured snake demon on the ground.

Before Qi Wei could take action, Wu Tiankou rushed forward and sealed the snake demon into a glass bottle, with no intention of handing it over to Qi Wei.

Qi Wei himself lost the competition, and he didn't have the shame to ask Wu Tian for the snake demon. The thought of losing a demon elixir from the early stage of the transformation realm made him feel a burst of pain, and he said: "I have something else to do, so I'll go back to the sect first."
Chapter completed!