What does it mean to be afraid of him coming on stage? Wu Hai was furious when he heard this, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he took action instantly. His pure and majestic spiritual power turned into a fiery red sword light and shot towards Ye Qian's head, wanting to kill Ye Qian directly to save face.
, kill the chicken to scare the monkey.
"Brother Wu, calm down!"
When Wei Liang heard Ye Qian's voice, he knew he was going to be in trouble, and began to secretly prepare to protect him. When Wu Hai made a move, he ducked in front of Ye Qian, and Xuanhuang Xiaozhong appeared out of thin air, blocking the fiery red sword light.
"Wei Liang, are you going to fight me?"
Wu Hai asked coldly, a trace of regret flashed in his heart, but more importantly, he was angry.
Things should not have been like this. The two hundred years of friendship between the two had a huge rift because of the matter of handing over the pill recipe. Now because of the hatred between the two juniors, they really want to fall out and start a fight. The remaining friendship is gone.
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"Brother Wu, how many times have your subordinates collided with me? Why, my people can't even say a word?" Wei Liang asked indifferently. He had indeed endured Ye Qianqiu for a long time. If it weren't for Wu Hai's sake, he would have directly said
How could he be merciful if he was slapped to death, leaving Ye Qianqiu to grunt for his life? Do you really think that a powerful cultivator can provoke you at will?
Wu Hai was immediately stupefied when he heard this. Ye Qianchou had indeed allowed him to interrupt and provoke many times without any rules. As for the quarrel just now, it was only because his people were instigated by Ye Qianchou. It really happened.
Speaking of which, it was indeed his fault.
They were all peeking into the seven great powers of the Dao Realm. Wu Hai himself knew whether Wei Liang gave him face or not.
"The life-and-death fight is an agreed upon matter. Whether it continues or not is entirely up to Brother Wu. If we fight, we will start immediately. If we don't fight, Wei will take the people away directly. There is no need to waste time here!" Wei Liang's expression changed at this moment.
He also calmed down and let Wu Hai make the decision. He handed him the steps. If he was willing to go down the steps, he would continue to fight to the death. Wei Liang would accompany him to the end. If he didn't want to, he would not wait for him.
"Other matters are postponed, let's start a life-and-death fight first!" Wu Hai said with a sullen face. He really didn't want to fall out if he could. Now that all the trading channels for the main materials are in the hands of Wei Liang, if he really breaks his skin, he will lose everything.
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Wei Liang's original top masters are all still outside, and the remaining group of crooked melons and split dates are not in Wu Hai's eyes at all. As for Wang Fugui, an alchemist, even if his strength is high, he is not much higher. He really died in the ring
It was an advantage for him, and he didn't care about the agreement with Ye Qianchou at this time. As long as he had the main material of the eighth-grade Tao Enlightenment Pill, there was no need for Wu Hai to recruit alchemists.
"First scene, Lu Jiang, you go first!" Wei Liang said without saying much, and ordered a middle-aged man behind him.
"Okay!" Lu Jiang, a middle-aged man, nodded. He looks very strange. Generally, the higher the cultivation level of a cultivator, the more delicate and tight the skin of the body will be. But Lu Jiang is not the same. From his face to his hands, he is quite rough and has a very grainy texture.
obvious.
"We have agreed on everything else. Wei will not be verbose, just say: This is a life and death fight, survive!" Wei Liang patted the middle-aged man Lu Jiang on the shoulder and said solemnly.
"Okay!" Lu Jiang, a middle-aged man, still cherished his words like gold, and a long knife appeared in his hand.
"Let's go up and watch the battle!" Wei Liang ordered the others, and led the people to jump into various viewing platforms on the mountain wall.
"Gu Cong, come on, I have only one request, either survive or die with your opponent!" On the other side, Wu Hai said directly to a thin young man, with an unquestionable order in his tone.
"Yes, Brother Wu!" The skinny young man's eyes flashed with excitement, with a strange smile on his lips.
"Let's go!" Wu Hai nodded to him and led others to various viewing platforms on the other side.
In the entire stone arena at the bottom of the mountain, only the middle-aged swordsman Lu Jiang and the thin young man Gu Cong were left.
"It's already started, why don't you use your weapon?" Lu Jiang, a middle-aged swordsman, waited for a while and saw that the thin young man was still looking at him empty-handed. He couldn't help but asked aloud, even if it was a life and death fight, he still had the skills of a swordsman.
Pride will not directly attack the opponent before he takes out his weapon.
"I also practice swordsmanship, let me see how your sword is!" With a strange smile on his face, the thin young man Gu Cong stretched out a hand and raised his fingers provocatively at the middle-aged swordsman Lu Jiang.
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"You will see!" Lu Jiang, a middle-aged swordsman, responded indifferently. There was no emotional fluctuation in his tone, and there was no small trick in his voice. He didn't encounter too many things, and he wouldn't be swayed in the slightest.
On the long sword, golden spiritual power circulated, but there was no flicker of sword light. The middle-aged swordsman Lu Jiang walked towards the thin young man step by step. With every step he took, his whole aura became stronger, but there was no trace of it.
The edge is revealed.
"This is it." On the viewing platform, Ye Qian muttered in surprise. He practiced swordsmanship and was quite familiar with this method of accumulating momentum. It is the simplest and most difficult to understand. The swordsman cultivates the whole body's energy and spirit into
With one sword, no matter what the opponent is, he can kill him with one sword, which is similar to the sword cultivator's technique of breaking through all kinds of magic with one sword.
Of course, this Lu Jiang is still far away. Even Ye Qian can see that Lu Jiang's mental power has been solidified, but he is still far away from comprehending the will of the sword. He just barely relies on gathering momentum to achieve the integration of spiritual energy into a sword.
, to increase combat effectiveness in a short period of time.
"You also practice swordsmanship, how about it?" Wei Liang asked next to Ye Qian. He still remembered that Ye Qian once killed his swordsman genius outside the Demon Immortal City with one sword. In that sword, there was the will to cut through everything.
, he was sure that Ye Qian must be a master with a knife.
"It's time to hit the road!" Ye Qian commented. Many people who use knives can't even accumulate momentum. This Lu Jiang is a typical casual cultivator. He relies on hard training and fighting to forcibly integrate the spirit, energy and spirit into one body.
, to enhance strength.
"It's true that we are just on the road!" There was a hint of bitterness in the corner of Wei Liang's mouth. His vision was no lower than that of Ye Qian. Someone like this who is still polishing his energy and energy and relying on gathering momentum to be integrated is already a master in casual cultivation.
, there is barely any hope of breaking through to the seventh level, which is better than those idiots who waste their lives without even being able to see the threshold.
Wei Liang has more than 200 casual cultivators under his command, and only about 10 or 20 of them have reached this level. But for the children of the aristocratic family, with the experience accumulated by the sect's predecessors for generations, starting the journey is just as simple as eating a meal. He wants to establish a sect, but also
The difference is too far.
"We are going to lose!" Ye Qian's eyes narrowed and he said, secretly saying "I'll go, am I dazzled? This is the Immortal Alliance version of Xiao Li's flying knife, will it kill you with one shot!"
"What's wrong?" Wei Liang was startled and subconsciously looked at the field.
On the stone arena, middle-aged swordsman Lu Jiang was only three steps away from the thin young man Gu Cong. His energy and energy had merged with the sword in his hand, and he slashed at Gu Cong with Lu Jiang's most powerful sword.
"Is that it?" Gu Cong, a thin young man, looked at the dazzling sword strike with regret and boredom on his face, and said softly, "No one who is so close to me can escape from my sword!"
Before he finished speaking, a flying knife hidden by the thin young man in his sleeve left a silver-rimmed gap in the air, instantly piercing the middle-aged Lu Jiang's eyebrows. The long knife failed to cut down after all, losing all support and clanging.
Falling to the ground, Lu Jiang also fell down.
After the flying knife pierced Lu Jiang's head, it didn't slow down much. It passed through most of the field like lightning and hit Ye Qian's heart directly.
"You're so naughty!" Ye Qian held the flying knife firmly between his two fingers and threw it to the ground. He wanted to kill two birds with one stone and kill two opponents with one knife. Ye Qian didn't know whether to call the thin boy Gu Cong arrogant or naive.
On the ring, Gu Cong, a thin young man, saw that the flying knife had not completed its full effect, and his face became even more regretful. He pointed at Ye Qian between his eyebrows, nodded slightly at Ye Qian, put a weird smile on his lips again, and then jumped to Wuhai
Over there at the viewing platform.
"Gu Cong wins!" Zhang Chu, the general manager of Taohuaju, stood on the highest viewing platform and pronounced the verdict from a distance. Then, a man jumped out from Wei Liang's side and collected the body of the middle-aged swordsman Lu Jiang.
Clean up the blood stains.
If it weren't for Zhang Chu's words, Ye Qian would have almost forgotten the existence of General Manager Zhang.
When the two groups were quarreling, Zhang Chu ignored the matter and went straight to the highest viewing platform to turn on the movie watching mode. He couldn't afford to offend the two powerful people, and he had no intention of breaking up the fight, so he could only be a little transparent.
Already.
"This knife seems to have the flavor of piercing the distance of space?" Wei Liang was not sure. He could vaguely see that the flying knife of the thin young man Gu Cong was not just the path of the knife contained in it.
"It's not about penetration. The two of them are at the same level of swordsmanship. When Lu Jiang was gathering momentum, Gu Cong was also gathering momentum, but the technique he practiced was a bit special. It allowed the flying knife to have the attribute of interfering with mental power and being semi-hidden in space.
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Ye Qian shook his head. He caught the flying knife with his own hands. He could directly sense the remaining spiritual properties of the blade and had a clear understanding of the true strength of the thin young man Gu Cong.
It can be said that if you don't seek death, you will not die. If Gu Cong is not greedy and wants to kill two people with one blow, Ye Qian is really not sure how Gu Cong's flying knife can achieve this step just by relying on his mental induction.
After all, the traces of space that look like they are piercing through space are very bluffing. Even with Ye Qian's space talent and strong mental power, under the interference of the special skills attributes of the thin young man Gu Cong, some skewed perceptions were created.
"They will definitely make substitutions in the second game. Gu Cong probably won't have the energy to continue. He needs to recover!" Ye Qian said.
"Yes!" Wei Liang could only believe Ye Qian's judgment. With his powerful level of mental power, he was still frightened by the piercing marks left by the knife in the space. He thought that with the strength of the peak of the sixth level of Dao Realm, he could shoot
That amazing knife is not easy.
"An Ruoyu, you're in the next game!" Wei Liang said to a viewing platform not far away.
In that viewing platform, stood Sheng Xue, dressed in white, wearing an ancient crown and jade belt, with picturesque eyebrows and sword-shaped eyebrows that were neither thick nor light, complementing her handsome face. A few strands of black bangs fluttered in the wind, adding a bit of elegance.
"Did we have this person here just now?" Ye Qian asked in surprise. If there was such a handsome man just now, there is no reason why he didn't notice it.
"No!" Wei Liang twitched the corner of his mouth when he heard this, and said with a slightly unnatural look on his face, "An Ruoyu is good at disguise. He looks ordinary when he goes out. The competition banquet is like this, and the adventure is another."
"That is to say, when we came just now, he looked normal, and then during the first life-and-death battle, he disguised himself and became like this?" Ye Qian's mouth also twitched, feeling that this person is a psychopath.