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On this day, several hills outside the Qingyun Gate were boiling.
An outer sect disciple named Wang Qian and inner sect disciple Zhang Long are going to fight on the battlefield! And one party's bet is a thousand low-grade spiritual stones, and the other one is even more ruthless, directly gambling with his own life.
This news is very sensational, it can be said that it is unprecedented. Although the fighting stage has been a place for disciples to resolve their grievances for many years, it has never been as bizarre as it is today.
An outer sect disciple and an inner sect disciple go up to the fighting platform. The significance of this is really surprising.
Outer disciples are synonymous with the weak and have acquired the realm of cultivation.
Inner sect disciples all have at least early innate cultivation, and Zhang Long is not a nameless person even among the inner sect disciples. Instead, he is somewhat famous, and he already has intermediate innate cultivation at a young age.
Therefore, not only the outer disciples came to the fighting stage in a hurry, but also some inner disciples came because of curiosity.
The fighting platform is a blood-stained place in Qingyun Gate. A tall and steep mountain peak shaped like a sharp sword rises into the sky, but the top of the peak is flat, as if someone has wiped away the mountain top with great magic power, forming a A mountain flat, this peak is called Douzhan Peak.
This is Wang Qian's first time coming to the Douzhan Arena. He has only heard of its name in the past, but he has never seen it before.
As soon as we arrived at the top of Douzhan Peak, a cold and cold aura came over us.
On the dark red flat ground, there are countless complicated lines outlined. At a glance, it is dazzling. Countless battle scenes unnaturally appear in the mind, and the atmosphere of hatred, grudges, and battles makes people's blood boil.
With Wang Qian's mental induction, he discovered that the densely covered runes on this fighting platform contained a faint aura, which seemed to be the power of the earth's veins, making the fighting platform as hard as divine iron and indestructible.
"An outer disciple actually dares to fight with an inner disciple on the battlefield. How brave he is!"
"Hmph, there is no such thing as bravery. It's just stupidity. I want to get rich and I'm crazy. How can the difference between the acquired realm and the innate realm be broken so easily? I think this Wang Qian will be dethroned this time even if he doesn't die!"
"However, I haven't seen such a lively scene for a long time!"
The place closest to the fighting platform is a group of young people with extraordinary temperament and impressive heads. These people are all inner disciples of Qingyun Sect. Where they are, they naturally form a circle, while the outer disciples stay away from each other. These people didn't dare to come forward at all, which shows how strict the hierarchy is.
A beautiful mountain peak in Qingyunmen, full of spiritual energy, steaming with auspicious glow, countless golden runes shining in the void, flickering on and off, the Immortal Family is full of atmosphere, and the people who can live here are all at the same level as the guardian elders, with cultivation level At least he is a person in Yuantai realm.
"Brother, what are you talking about? Wang Qian wants to fight Zhang Hu on the battlefield? How is this possible! Let's stop him quickly, otherwise it will be too late!"
A clear voice sounded quickly.
The speaker who spoke was a girl with bright eyes, white teeth, and compelling aura. Her eyes flashed with a cunning temperament. This girl was Wang Qian's acquaintance, Yun Lu.
Standing next to him is his senior brother Zhou Qing.
Zhou Qing also overheard the news about Wang Qian, and immediately came to Yunxia Peak and told Yun Lu that his junior sister was really going out in a hurry.
"Junior sister, the master asked you to retreat here. Without his permission, you cannot step out of Yunxia Peak!"
Zhou Qing smiled bitterly, obviously there was not much he could do about his junior sister.
Yunlu, a girl, has lived in the Qingyun Sect since she was a child, and her father is an elder in the Yuantai realm. She can be said to be a person who is loved by thousands of people, so she has developed an innocent and unruly character, and Wang Qian has He could be regarded as his friend. That experience of going down the mountain was so thrilling that it was unforgettable. How can I listen to Zhou Qing's persuasion now?
"Senior brother, no matter how much it is, if dad wants to punish him, it will be something after the fact. I can't watch Zhou Qing in danger on the fighting stage. Wouldn't that be unkind and unjust? At least he saved me. Where is the benefactor of my life!"
Yun Lu rolled her eyes and found a reason for herself. Regardless of what Zhou Qing was thinking, she took his hand and left in a hurry.
A simple stone cave is full of spiritual energy and full of mysterious and mysterious atmosphere. In front of a middle-aged man, there is a transparent water mirror suspended in it, and the shadows of Yun Lu and Zhou Qing appear in it.
Yun Lu's father, Elder Yunshan, watched helplessly as his daughter left in a hurry.
"This child..."
Wang Qian naturally didn't know everything that happened here, and now he had stepped onto the fighting stage.
As if passing through a layer of water waves, after a slight obstruction, Wang Qian found himself inside the fighting platform. At this time, when he looked outside, there was already a dark red sky, completely blocking his sight. Not even spiritual consciousness can penetrate it.
Amidst the clatter of footsteps, Zhang Long appeared in front of Wang Qian.
"Wang Qian, don't say that I won't give you a chance. You, an outer sect disciple, went to fight with me on the battlefield. I have to say that you are very brave, but bravery without strength is stupid. Now kneel down and beg for mercy. Maybe I will I have great mercy and spare your life!"
Zhang Long looked at Wang Qian with contempt, not taking him seriously at all.
"On the fighting stage, life and death are determined by destiny. Zhang Long, why do you bother talking so much? It won't make me look down on you even more! Prepare the spiritual stones and give them to me!"
After Wang Gan uttered a sentence coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at his opponent with obscure eyes.
"Okay, very good!"
Zhang Long was furious, his face turned red, and his whole body was boiling with real energy. Golden glow emanated from his body, and his sharp breath cut through the air, exploding continuously.
Wang Qian knew at a glance that this Zhang Long was practicing a metal-based magic formula with powerful attack power and condensed true energy, which was most suitable for fighting and killing.
A series of seals were quickly formed in his hand, stimulating the metallic energy between heaven and earth. In the blink of an eye, an extremely sharp golden lightsaber appeared in front of him.
"Jin Yuan Jue, Thousand Swords!"
Zhang Long's face was as golden as paper, and his black hair exuded a faint golden light. It was obvious that he had used all his strength this time.
Wang Qian felt the pressure from Qian Rui, but he was thinking wildly in his mind.
"This is the world of cultivators. Life is extremely fragile. There are no rules or laws. Only strength comes first. As for the life and death of others, what do you do?"
At this time, his understanding of cultivation has increased. Just like he and Zhang Long, they didn't have much hatred at first. In the final analysis, it was just a verbal dispute. But in the end, they got to the fighting stage, and as soon as Zhang Long made a move, he He tried his best and concealed his murderous intention, obviously intending to kill Wang Qian here.
His eyes were cold, but Wang Qian's heart was extremely calm. He looked calmly at where Zhang Long was performing the magic formula, his true energy surged, and his murderous aura gradually became stronger.
The light and shadow of a sword hangs in the void, and the sharp qi machine cuts everything, densely packed. It can be said that thousands of swords come out of the sky, secretly sending Wu Chang to death without knowing it.
At this moment, the situation outside the fighting stage is almost boiling. The disciples of the inner and outer sects are watching Zhang Long perform his magic techniques, and their innate aura is surging. On the fighting stage, the wind and clouds are stirring, the vitality is boiling, and they are showing the demeanor of a strong man.
Except for a few inner disciples who were indifferent, the other disciples opened their eyes wide and gleaming, for fear of missing any of Zhang Long's movements.
Watching other people's battles is also a kind of understanding of spiritual practice. Perhaps with a sudden enlightenment, you can break through the realm and reach a higher level.
"This is Jin Yuan Jue. Looking at Zhang Long's Thousand Swordsmanship, he is already at the peak of the middle stage of Xiantian. Maybe it won't be long before the inner sect will have another senior brother of the late stage of Xiantian!"
"Yes, this Jin Yuan Jue has powerful attack power and is ranked among the top among the Five Elements Kung Fu. This Wang Qian is in the acquired realm and is dead!"
Several inner disciples were talking in a calm tone, not caring about the danger that Wang Qian might encounter.
call!
The sound of wind passed by, and two figures appeared next to the fighting platform, it was Zhou Qing and Yun Lu.
As soon as they arrived, they saw the situation on the field through the restrictions of the fighting platform.
On one side, there are thousands of swords and extremely sharp aura surging, but on the other side, it is as plain as water.
It's a long story, but when a cultivator takes action, he always kills with one blow. When the murderous intention emerges, the vitality surges, and various magic techniques are bombarded. If it is slightly weaker, there is a world of difference.
"No, Senior Brother Zhou, what is this Wang Gan doing!"
Yunlu's face changed drastically and she shouted loudly.
Naturally, Wang Qian didn't care about the situation outside. He saw countless golden swords, shadows, and flashes of light, and he had already traveled through the void and arrived in front of him.
Even Zhang Long's ferocious face was clearly imprinted in his pupils.
With a dull face, Wang Qian slowly stretched out his hand. There was a faint green light in his white skin, and a trace of vast and simple aura flowed.
"Just try how powerful my a** is now."
With a secret movement in his heart, Wang Qian's face flashed with a faint green light, and almost no one saw it.
Under everyone's incredulous gaze, Wang Qian flipped his palms and swatted them hard into the void like a fly.
Touch! Touch!
There was an explosion, and the swords and swords were destroyed one after another under the palm of Wang Gan's hand. It had no effect at all, and it couldn't even open a wound on his skin.
The scene was horrifying and shocking to the extreme.
"Zhang Long, you can't do it. An attack of this level, in the middle stage of Xiantian, is nothing more than that!"
After saying this, Wang Qian's enthusiasm waned, and he stepped out step by step. The boiling and exploding vitality and sharp supernatural powers in front of his eyes were like paper. They were all scattered by him with one slap after another. Countless golden light spots were scattered in the void. Like mutated fireflies swimming around.
Zhang Long opened his mouth and had no idea how the situation could reach this level.
"How could it be? How could this be possible? My Jin Yuan Jue, which is unparalleled in attack, has unparalleled sharpness, how could it be broken like this!"
He roared hysterically, but Wang Qian had lost all interest in this battle on the fighting platform. He strode forward and stamped his palm on Zhang Long's chest. The sound of bones breaking was ear-piercing in the wind.
"Zhang Long, I think you should be convinced after this battle? Bring me the spirit stone, I won't take your life."
Zhang Long's face was pale, and his eyes were full of resentment, fear, shame and anger, and various complex emotions. But in the end, he took out the storage bag with a pained expression and gave Wang Gan a thousand low-grade spiritual stones.
It's not that he was willing to give it, but when the two signed the life and death certificate, they had already written down the content of the bet on it. In fact, the law enforcement hall left a record. If Wang Qian didn't fulfill the contract, he would kill him now, and his own death would be in vain. .
Ignoring Zhang Long's mood, Wang Qian was in a happy mood. This time he made a casual move and got a thousand low-grade spiritual stones, which was faster than robbing.
Stepping out of the fighting platform, Wang Qian frowned. There was a commotion outside. Everyone looked at him as if they were looking at a monster. It seemed unbelievable to the extreme. A sound of breathing roared in his ears. ring.
Turning his eyes, he actually saw Yun Lu and Zhou Qing. Although they appeared here for some unknown reason, they still stepped forward to say hello.
"Senior Brother Zhou, Yun Lu, why are you here too?"
Zhou Qing looked at Wang Qian's indifferent expression and felt a bitter look on his face.
"Junior brother Wang Qian, you, you are really, I don't know what to say." After sighing for a moment, Zhou Qing suddenly seemed to hear something, his face changed drastically, and he stared into Wang Qian's eyes.
"Junior brother, could it be that you, did you really succeed in practicing that technique?"
Before Wang Gan could speak, Yun Lu couldn't wait to jump up to him and patted his shoulder, her crescent-like eyes almost narrowing into a curve.
"Junior brother Wang Qian, yes, you are really powerful. Even Zhang Long was defeated by you. I really have a burning gaze!"
Wang Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
After Wang Qian and Zhou Qing left, the fighting stage became even more frantic.
At this time, Zhang Hu helped the seriously injured Zhang Long out of the fighting platform with a panic look on his face.
Now, the two brothers were completely disgraced. Their eyes dimmed and their faces turned pale as they left, licking their wounds somewhere.
Several inner disciples who didn't pay much attention at first saw Zhang Long's fate, and all of them turned pale and left with gloomy expressions.
Only a group of outer disciples were still discussing.