Wei Liang actually doesn't know how to describe his subordinate. He is a very serious person, and his words and deeds are quite reliable, but he is a bit weird and paranoid in dressing up on some occasions.
"Extraordinary people do extraordinary things!" Ye Qian laughed dryly. What else could he say, he could only blow it up.
While the two were talking, dozens of folding fans with engraved patterns suddenly flew out from beside An Ruoyu in white. Along the viewing platform, each folding fan descended in turn, building steps in the air leading to the stone arena.
An Ruoyu, dressed in white, held an exquisite folding fan and walked down the steps of the folding fan from the mountain wall viewing platform to the stone arena.
The moment An Ruoyu stepped onto the ring, all the folding fan butterflies hovered around An Ruoyu in white, blowing a slight breeze, lifting a few strands of hair in front of An Ruoyu's forehead, reflecting the picturesque beauty, seriously
Outstanding grace.
"An Ruoyu is here, who comes to die?" An Ruoyu in white closed his folding fan, clasped his fists and said loudly to the other side.
What a slut! Ye Qian looked at An Ruoyu's gorgeous style and wondered if he could do it once in a while, add some accompanying music, and add some lights and flowers. It was simply a unique operation to capture the heart of a girl.
"It's shameless to say that a dead man doesn't need to know so much!" A strong and dark man flew down with a sword. When he landed on the ground, the sword hung beside him, and the tip of the sword shone with cold light, pointing directly at An Ruoyu.
"You must know what name to engrave on your tombstone!" An Ruoyu in white opened his folding fan and covered his mouth with a chuckle.
"Not that day!" The swarthy man sneered and took the sword. Hundreds of sword energy with cyan lightning shot from the sword to An Ruoyu in an instant. After the sword energy, the swarthy man and the sword joined together, like a cyan thunder and lightning.
Rushed towards An Ruoyu.
"Tiny trick!" An Ruoyu in white smiled indifferently, and moved the folding fan in his hand forward. Dozens of folding fans circling around him turned into flying birds and offset the sword energy one by one, scattering them in all directions.
"This is...formation?" Ye Qian sent a message to Wei Liang. The positions of the scattered folding fans were somewhat mysterious in the formation, but Ye Qian didn't know much about the formation, and only Wei Liang could explain it to him.
"Yes, An Ruoyu is a sixth-grade formation master. He ingeniously carved the basis of the formation into a folding fan. The eye of the formation is the folding fan in his hand. With the help of his mental power, he can set up or even change the formation during the battle.
!" Wei Liang said calmly, among the other two, An Ruoyu seems unreliable, but his actual combat power is quite good, and he has a high chance of winning.
"I have an idea!" Ye Qian praised, this is a very clever fighting method.
At the same time, all the sword energy in the field was blocked by the folding fan, leaving only the dark man holding the cyan thunder and lightning transformed from the sword energy, still stabbing An Ruoyu in white without any hindrance. The two were only ten steps away.
For a sword cultivator, killing an enemy within ten steps is as easy as searching for something.
"Death!" The dark-skinned man's eyes were full of cruelty and bloodthirsty, he roared, and his speed increased by three points.
"Joke, the formation is up!" An Ruoyu shouted, and the scattered folding fans suddenly held up a mysterious formation mask. Dozens of white rays of light emitted from the folding fan and converged on the folding fan in An Ruoyu's hand.
"Stop!" An Ruoyu in white clothes closed the folding fan in his hand, and the tip of the fan flashed with milky white light. He moved forward a little, just in time to touch the tip of the dark man's sword, which was shimmering with cyan lightning, so that the sword could no longer move forward.
"Bind!" An Ruoyu's mouth showed a hint of pride, dozens of rays of light twisted and twisted into a stone-like rope, extending along the folding fan and sword, binding the dark man in the blink of an eye, leaving no room for movement.
"Do you have any last words?" An Ruoyu wore a victor's smile. No one had ever been able to break free from his formation. He missed the sword and came to the dark man and asked.
"Let's die together!" The swarthy man knew that he had accidentally fallen into the trap. He had a secret skill but he could no longer use it. This spiritual expansion and contraction was a combination of the formation and the opponent's spiritual power, and there was no way to break free. Thinking of Wu Hai
He gave instructions, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes, the spiritual rope was only binding his body, and the spiritual energy in his body was still running smoothly.
What! An Ruoyu's expression changed, and he sensed the familiar commotion of the dark man's spiritual power. He retreated violently, and the folding fan in his hand spun rapidly in front of him, transforming into a light shield.
Unfortunately, it was already too late. With a coaxing sound, the dark man and the sword in his hand exploded directly. The huge cyan lightning spiritual power instantly tore apart the light mask in front of An Ruoyu, and also enveloped him in the cyan lightning spiritual power.
among.
The entire valley was suddenly filled with violent cyan lightning spiritual power, which was about to affect the viewing platform on the surrounding mountain walls. In an instant, a pink light shield emerged from the ring, covering the exploding cyan lightning spiritual power and isolating it from the viewing platform.
After a while, the cyan thunder and lightning spiritual power gradually dissipated, and there were only some body fragments and a charred corpse with some sword fragments stuck in the arena.
The former belongs to a dark-skinned man, his dantian spiritual power exploded, and it would be nice to have some corpse fragments. The latter must belong to An Ruoyu, and he no longer has the peerless grace he had a moment ago.
Both of them were careless! Ye Qian was silent, the dark man was careless and didn't notice that the folding fans that offset the sword energy were the basis of the formation, and An Ruoyu was careless because he thought he had a chance to win, so he could act unscrupulously, but this was a life and death fight, and his opponent knew he would die.
If An Ruoyu were to be more cautious and kill directly, his opponent would have no chance to self-destruct.
The pink mask of light disappeared, and one person from each side came in to collect the corpses and clean the arena along the way.
I don’t know what this stone arena is made of, but after being self-destructed by a monk at the sixth level of the Dao Peeping Realm, there was no damage at all. After cleaning, it looked no different from the newly built one before.
"It's all up to you, don't be careless!" Wei Liang told Ye Qian with a serious look on his face. He looked fine, but in fact his heart was bleeding. No more than Lu Jiang, An Ruoyu was his only direct descendant left in the Fairy City.
Although An Ruoyu has eccentricities, his formation and ability to deal with things are top-notch among casual cultivators. If not for this accident, he would be among the first batch of Wei Liang to train the seven great powers of the Peeping Dao Realm.
It's too late to say anything now. I just hope that the people around me won't repeat the same mistakes. One loss and one draw. If you lose another game, the draw will be counted as a loss according to the rules, and you will lose the three-level share of the main material. What he did basically did for Wu Hai.
After taking off the wedding dress, only the surface is left.
"Yes!" Ye Qian nodded and drifted down. He was already ready for a one-on-three fight. Now he only needs to face two opponents to end it, which saves him a lot of trouble.
In fact, for Ye Qian, it doesn't matter whether there are three opponents or one. Anyway, they are all at the sixth level of the Tao Realm. One sword will cost nothing, and of course it is not interesting to watch.
"I'm Pang Dong, I've met fellow Taoist!" The opponent who came down from Wu Hai bowed his hand to Ye Qian and was very polite.
"Oh!" Ye Qian's eyelids twitched. This guy named Pang Dong was too fat, weighing at least three to four hundred pounds. When he raised his hand, his whole body was rippling with flesh, which made people feel sick.
Ordinary cultivators simply cannot grow to this level. Only when there is excess energy in the body and the spiritual power has no time to transform will the energy be turned into excess fat accumulation. However, there is no such problem at the peak of the sixth level of the Peeping Dao Realm. All we can say is,
The exercises that this fat man must practice must have special effects on the physical body, so that he can create such a super fat man.
"Can you and the knife-throwing guy go together? It would be troublesome to fight twice!" Ye Qian asked very seriously. If he died in one fight and had to collect his body and wash the floor, it would be easier for the two of them to come together.
More importantly, if the people under Wu Hai want to cause trouble afterwards, they must also weigh their strength, which can save a lot of trouble in the future. He doesn't have time to waste time with some minions now, and they won't have what Ye Qian needs.
Cultivation resources.
"Fellow Taoist, you are so confident!" A trace of anger flashed in Fat Pang Dong's eyes. He didn't think his opponent was really going to fight one against two. He just thought it was a verbal stimulation and wanted him to show his flaws. Even so, he was so despised.
, still unbearable.
"It seems that it would be more troublesome to argue!" Ye Qian lowered his head and muttered to himself. He really wanted to end the one-on-two as soon as possible, but thinking about having to waste a lot of words, it seemed a bit uneconomical and more troublesome.
"Since you said so, Wu will grant you permission, Gurong, you go down and join Pang Dong!"
A voice came from the opposite side, and it was said by Wu Hai, a powerful man in the late seventh level of the Peeping Dao Realm. At the same time, Gu Congyue, a thin young man who appeared for the first time, entered the arena and stood behind the fat Pang Dong, with a strange expression on his mouth as before.
's smile.
Ye Qian glanced at the expressionless Wu Hai in the stands. This powerful man was so shameless. He just agreed to fight two against one without giving Ye Qian any room to regret.
"Brother Wu has gone too far!" Wei Liang's gloomy voice echoed throughout the life and death arena.
"Your man wants to die on his own, and I'm just following his wishes. What's wrong with that?" Wu Hai said coldly, but his heart felt extremely comfortable. He doesn't know whether to live or die. He really thinks that he can say anything.
Are they meant to be used as offensive words? He didn't take Ye Qian's words seriously, but since he said them, he can take them seriously.
"Are you sure?" Wei Liang's indifferent voice reached Ye Qian's ears, and Ye Qian calmly replied, "It's okay to have two more!"
"In this case, Wei will trust fellow Taoist this time!" Wei Liang's message contained a certain sense of determination.
"In this case, I will simply take out the remaining two-tier share. If I lose, the share of the main material transaction with Xingxu Tiangong will all go to Brother Wu. If I win by luck, how about Brother Wu give the three-tier share to me?"
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Wei Liang's angry voice echoed in the mountain arena again. He lost the share of only two layers of main materials. He was not disgusting enough, so he might as well bet on it. He had seen Ye Qian's strength with his own eyes, but it was so weird.
His body skills are already invincible, let alone being able to withstand three of his moves.
"Brother Wei, think twice!"
"Brother Wei, you can't!"
Wu Hai hasn't replied yet, but Wei Liang's subordinates have become anxious first, and various voices of persuasion and resistance have sounded. Even if they lose all three games, they still have two levels of shares, and there is hope. But according to Wei Liang
What I mean is that if they lose, they will be really disappointed. There is basically no chance of getting the eighth-level enlightenment pill...