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As soon as the white cold air touched the yellow spear, a thick layer of frost appeared on the surface of the yellow spear, but the speed of the yellow spear did not decrease at all, and it quickly shot towards the cold moon moth.

Zhou Wen frowned, and with one hand, he pinched a seal, and more than a dozen cold moon moths spread their wings and quickly flew into the air, avoiding the yellow spear.

Shi Yue controlled the yellow spear transformed by the soul-eating bees to attack the cold moon moth, but it was difficult to touch the cold moon moth, so he could only run behind the cold moon moth.

"Shi boy, are you stupid? The power of five thousand soul-eating bees condensed into a spear is indeed very great, but the weight is not small, so the speed is slow. Can't you attack with tree root spears?" Xiaoyaozi scolded.

Shi Yue heard this and smiled embarrassedly: "Isn't this not proficient yet?"

He pinched his hands quickly, and the yellow spear disintegrated, and hundreds of soul-eating bees fell to the ground, and their bodies were covered with a layer of frost.

Thousands of soul-eating bees gathered together again. This time, they turned into dozens of yellow arrows about a foot long, and quickly shot towards a dozen cold moon moths.

This time, the speed of the yellow arrows was much faster. Several cold moon moths were unable to dodge and were pierced through the head by the yellow arrows, falling on the high platform.

Zhou Wen saw this scene, and a trace of pain appeared in his eyes. He pinched his fingers with one hand, and the second-level cold moon moth opened its mouth and sprayed a large amount of cold air, facing the dozen yellow arrows that were attacking.

As soon as the yellow arrows touched the white cold air, a thick layer of frost suddenly appeared on the surface, but the yellow arrows did not fall to the ground, and still shot towards the second-level cold moon moth, but the speed was much slower.

At the same time, another dozen yellow arrows shot over, and the second-level cold moon moth could only spray cold air again to meet them.

In this way, the soul-eating bees and the cold moon moths chased each other, and both sides suffered casualties.

After half a quarter of an hour, only the second-level Frost Moon Moth was left. All the other first-level Frost Moon Moths fell on the platform. Thousands of Soul-Eating Bees were frozen by frost and fell on the platform.

At this time, more than 20 arrows covered with frost chased the second-level Frost Moon Moth, and the second-level Frost Moon Moth spewed out cold air from time to time to meet the arrows.

Careful viewers will find that the second-level Frost Moon Moth spewed out much less cold air than at the beginning.

Zhou Wen's heart was bleeding. If he had known that the other party knew this secret technique of repelling insects, he would not have participated in the insect fight. Now it's good, it's hard to get off the tiger. If he continues to fight, his soul insects are in danger of being destroyed. The other party's soul insects are just frozen. As long as they are thawed afterwards, it won't be a big deal. If he stops here, his entire fortune will be put on the line, and he can't afford to lose.

Thinking about this, Zhou Wen can only grit his teeth and control the second-level Frost Moon Moth to fight.

The monks watching the scene looked at the circular platform nervously. They also saw that Hanyue Moth was at a disadvantage, but they still hoped that Hanyue Moth could turn defeat into victory. You know, many of them put their entire fortunes on the line, and they couldn't afford to lose!

If eyes could kill, Shi Yue would have been killed countless times by the monks who defeated Hanyue Moth with their eyes.

As time passed, several arrows fell to the ground, and the surface was covered with a thick layer of frost. The cold air spewed out by Hanyue Moth became less and less.

Shi Yue's mouth corners slightly curled up, and with one hand, he pinched a seal, and more than a dozen arrows shot towards Hanyue Moth from different directions.

Zhou Wen's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly controlled Hanyue Moth to avoid it, but there were too many arrows. Two arrows hit Hanyue Moth and were blocked by the thick frost on its body.

"Explode." Shi Yue shouted in a low voice.

As soon as the voice fell, more than a dozen arrows exploded one after another, and thousands of soul-eating bees rushed out and pounced on the cold moon moth.

Because the distance was too close, the cold moon moth could not avoid it, and could only open its mouth and spit out a stream of cold air, freezing dozens of soul-eating bees and falling to the ground. However, the number of soul-eating bees was too large, and other soul-eating bees took this opportunity to climb onto the body of the cold moon moth and bite it desperately.

The cold moon moth flapped its wings and fell down powerlessly.

"Stop, I admit defeat, Fellow Daoist Ma, let Fellow Daoist Li stop." Zhou Wen saw this scene, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted.

"Soul-eating bees win." Ma Hong nodded, raised his right hand, and pointed at Shi Yue.

Shi Yue smiled slightly, pinched his fingers with one hand, and the soul-eating bees flew away from the body of the cold moon moth.

It can be clearly seen that the cold moon moth was a bloody mess, and its breath was extremely weak.

"No way! Senior Zhou, who has never lost a game, actually lost."

"It's over. I bet my entire fortune, but now I've lost everything."

"Me too. I bet my entire fortune, and I don't have a single spiritual stone left."

"Haha, the odds are 3 to 1. Fortunately, I bet on the Soul Devouring Bee to win. Now I have the spiritual weapon."

The losers were disappointed, and the winners were happy. But in general, there were more losers than winners.

"Friend Li, I am convinced of my defeat." Zhou Wen suppressed his anger, put away the dying Frost Moon Moth, and left quickly.

"Friend Li, congratulations!" Ma Hong bowed to Shi Yue and congratulated him with a smile.

"It was just luck." Shi Yue said modestly. He took out a big fireball talisman and threw it forward. It turned into a giant fireball the size of a water tank and flew over the circular platform.

The high temperature emitted by the giant fireball melted the frost covering the surface of the soul-eating bees, and the soul-eating bees flew up one after another, but their speed was a little slow.

Most spirit insects are afraid of fire attacks. Fortunately, Zhou Wen's spirit insects are not fire-attributed spirit insects, otherwise Shi Yue might not agree to fight the insects.

After the frost on their bodies melted, the soul-eating bees flew up one after another and flew back to the spirit beast bag on Shi Yue's waist.

At this time, the audience left.

"Friend Li, what secret technique did you use just now? Can you condense spirit insects into a weapon form?" Ma Hong hesitated and asked curiously.

"Secret." Shi Yue smiled slightly.

Ma Hong smiled bitterly and nodded to show his understanding, and did not ask any more questions.

When the last soul-eating bee flew back to the spirit beast bag, Shi Yue turned and left.

Returning to the main hall, he took out the golden token and handed it to a servant.

The servant saw the font on the back of the token clearly, took a breath, and said with a smile: "Senior, wait a moment, this amount is too large, I will go and invite our steward."

"Okay, give me the token back first, otherwise you will deny it." Shi Yue stretched out his palm and asked for the token back.

Not long after, a tall middle-aged man with a white face and no beard came out. He arched his hands to Shi Yue and said with a smile: "I am Chen Wei, may I ask what is your name, fellow Taoist?"

"My surname is Li, what's the matter? Can't your store afford to pay the spirit stones?" Shi Yue said indifferently. 鈥斺��

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