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"Fellow Daoist Ouyang, let's just watch the competition of the juniors like this, it's a bit boring, let's do it! Let's make a bet, we'll bet on whether the disciple of this old man can make it to the top five, and the old man takes two fourth-order low-grade demon pills as a bet, how about that? ?"

Tong Yan suggested with a smile that among the top ten, Ouyang Yuerong is the strongest, Zhang Hongwu is unknown, if Feng Yunyang is against other people, the odds of winning are still relatively high.

"It's hard to say by drawing lots. Why don't we wait until they are on stage to fight, let's bet?"

Ouyang Hongsheng narrowed his eyes and suggested.

"The concubine agrees, two-on-two, top-five, top-three competitions, we can all bet on one, how about it?"

Zhang Wuchen suddenly became interested and said enthusiastically.

In the top ten ranking battle, the top five will be selected in the first round, the top three will be selected in the second round, and the first will be selected after two rounds.

"The old man agrees, what does Wang Daoyou think?"

Huangfu Rui looked at Wang Changsheng with a smile, and his tone was warm.

Wang Changsheng smiled indifferently and said, "Since all the fellow Daoists want to gamble, Wang will accompany him to the end."

He and Wang Ruyan went deep into the rear of the alien race and harassed them, and they got a lot of good things, which can be used as bets. Xuemu, who has been over a thousand years old, will get a lot. If you lose, you lose, and if you win, you earn.

"All Daoist friends participated, how can there be less old man!"

He Bin also joined, and in addition, more than a dozen cultivators of Nascent Soul joined.

The result of the lottery came out soon. Wang Huabiao faced Ouyang Mingli, Chen Yunhai faced Ouyang Yushuang, Zhang Hongwu faced Ouyang Yuruo, Huangfu Yu faced Ouyang Yuerong, and Feng Yunyang faced Ouyang Yulin.

"The concubine took a fourth-order low-grade demon pill as a bet, and bet on Hong Wu to win."

Zhang Wuchen took out a red wooden box, and inside the red wooden box was a red shiny ball.

Ouyang Hongsheng frowned slightly. From the beginning of the competition, Zhang Hongwu hadn't played his trump card yet, and the outside world didn't know what kind of spirit she was.

Ouyang Hongsheng had to fight, after all, the Treasure Hunting Conference was held by Ouyang's family.

"I also take a fourth-order low-grade demon pill as a bet."

Wang Changsheng took out a blue wooden box with a golden ball inside.

"The old man also took a fourth-order low-grade demon pill as a bet."

Tong Wei also took out a fourth-order low-grade demon pill, and the bet was naturally not much different in value.

"The old man took this golden ganglia stone as a bet."

He Bin took out a piece of jade whose golden light was erratic. The jade was the size of a fist, like some kind of beautiful jade.

Ouyang Hongsheng heard the words "Golden Gang Glass Stone", and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. The Golden Gang Glass Stone is a kind of excrement that the gold-devouring beast devours a large amount of ores, and it is the top-grade material for refining defensive magic weapons. Feijian can increase the toughness and improve the power of Feijian.

Wang Changsheng and the three of them were okay, they just took out a fourth-order low-grade demon pill, and He Bin took out a golden ganglia glass stone. If Chen Yunhai wins, he needs to give He Bin something of similar value.

A dozen or so cultivators of Nascent Soul placed their bets one after another, and most of them beat Chen Yunhai to win. If they won, the Ouyang family would bleed heavily, and if they lost, the Ouyang family would be killed.

"Since all Daoist friends have this interest, this old man will accompany him to the end."

Ouyang Hongsheng agreed with a heavy tone.

At the beginning of the competition, Ouyang Mingli sacrificed nine cyan flying swords, and when the sword tactic was pinched, the dense cyan sword light appeared out of thin air, turned into a cyan torrent, and went straight to Wang Huaxiao.

Before the cyan torrent approached, a strong air current rushed towards him, and Wang Huabiao's hair fluttered in the wind.

Ouyang Mingli released two second-rank top-rank tiger-linn beasts, which rushed towards Wang Huabi from one left and one right.

Wang Huabiao did not dare to be careless, the blue light on his body flashed, and a powerful airflow appeared all over his body, with a loud whistling sound. With a kick of his legs, he jumped up, and the response of the other tiger lin beast was a bit slower, and a blue light sank into its body. As if bound by invisible ropes, unable to move.

Another tiger and lin beast escaped by luck, and before it fell to the ground, a large azure wind blade swept over it, and the dense azure wind blade slashed on its body. It was unscathed, but a white spider web fell from the sky. , all of a sudden covered the body of the tiger lin beast, the tiger lin beast struggled violently, spewing red flames and hit the spider web, but unfortunately it was useless.

The two spider puppet beasts spewed cobwebs, covering the two tiger orb beasts.

Wang Huabiao swiped his hands towards the void, and a wind wall more than ten feet high appeared out of nowhere, blocking his presence.

The cyan torrent hit the wind wall, making a muffled crackling sound.

With a flash of blue light, a cyan giant sword with a length of more than ten feet flew out from the cyan torrent and defeated the wind wall. The sound of the sword chirping was the sword formation.

The dense cyan sword qi flew out from the nine cyan flying swords and slashed towards Wang Huabiao from all directions.

At this moment, Wang Huati's right palm turned upwards, and a green hurricane appeared in his hand, and the wind was blowing violently.

The void was twisted and deformed for a while, and there was a muffled buzzing sound, and one after another, cyan wind blades with a length of a foot appeared out of thin air.

Not long after, hundreds of cyan wind blades appeared in the void, quickly gathered together, and turned into a cyan tornado with a height of more than ten feet.

Little Supernatural Storm Technique!

The powerful airflow pushed the dense cyan sword qi into the cyan tornado and smashed it into pieces.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, the sword formation was broken, and a blue tornado with a height of more than ten feet swept out, and instantly arrived in front of Ouyang Mingli.

Before Ouyang Mingli could react, his whole body was sucked into the blue tornado by the powerful airflow, and the protective aura was instantly broken.

A giant golden hand suddenly appeared, crushing the cyan tornado all at once, and Ouyang Mingli fell to the ground, blood stained on his body, his face full of horror.

If it weren't for the Ouyang family's old shot ~www.readwn.com~ even if he didn't die, he would still be disabled. This is a small supernatural power, and Wang Huati can't grasp the scale.

"Wang Huabiao wins."

Ouyang Hongsheng was a little surprised, and said, "Little supernatural power! If he hadn't been trapped by Ming Li's sword formation, he wouldn't have resorted to this move!"

"Fellow Daoist Ouyang has praised him badly. The younger generation of your Ouyang family is not weak, and you still have trump cards. It is estimated that you won't be able to win Daoyou He's disciples."

Wang Changsheng said modestly, and looked towards the arena where Chen Yunhai was.

The arena where Chen Yunhai was located was covered with thick snow, and the snow continued to fall from the sky.

Ouyang Yushuang drove nine white flying swords to fly around him, and Chen Yunhai disappeared.

Suddenly, Ouyang Yushuang seemed to sense something, and with a pinch of the sword, the nine white flying swords turned into a huge white sword net, covering a certain void.

With a flash of blue light, Chen Yunhai suddenly appeared, his hands smashed towards the void, and countless sea water surged out, turning into a blue fist that was several feet in size, and smashed aggressively towards the white sword net.