Super Soldier King

"That's right!" Wei Liang nodded numbly.

Wei Liang actually didn't know how to describe himself as a subordinate. He was quite a serious person, and he was reliable in speaking and doing things, but he was a bit weirdly paranoid in dressing and dressing on some occasions.

"Uncommon people do extraordinary things!" Ye Qian laughed dryly, what else could he say, he could only forcefully brag.

When the two were talking, dozens of folding fans with engraved array patterns flew out from beside An Ruoyu in white. Along the viewing platform, each folding fan descended one by one, building steps leading to the stone ring in the air.

An Ruoyu in white, holding an exquisite folding fan, walked down the stone ring from the mountain wall viewing platform step by step from the folding fan steps.

The moment An Ruoyu stepped onto the ring, all the folding fans circled around An Ruoyu in white clothes like butterflies, and a slight breeze blew up the strands of hair on An Ruoyu's forehead, reflecting the picturesque beauty. Charming.

"An Ruoyu is here, who is coming to die?" An Ruoyu in white clasped his fan and said loudly to the opposite side.

What a show! Ye Qian looked at An Ruoyu's gorgeous demeanor, and thought in his heart whether he could come here once in a while, add some accompanying music, and add some lights and flowers.

"Big words, dead people don't need to know so much!" A strong, dark man stepped on the sword and flew down. When it landed on the ground, the sword was hanging by his side, and the tip of the sword was shining with cold light, pointing directly at An Ruoyu.

"Always know what name to engrave on your tombstone!" Bai Yi An Ruoyu opened the folding fan in his hand, covered his mouth and smiled lightly.

"Not that day!" The swarthy man sneered, took the sword, and hundreds of sword auras with cyan lightning instantly shot at An Ruoyu from the sword. After the sword aura, the swarthy man joined the sword, like a blue lightning, He rushed towards An Ruoyu.

"Small tricks!" An Ruoyu in white smiled lightly, and moved forward with the folding fan in his hand. Dozens of folding fans circling around him turned into flying birds to counteract the sword energy one by one, and scattered them in all directions.

"This is... formation?" Ye Qian sent a voice transmission to Wei Liang, the locations where the scattered folding fans landed were somewhat mysterious, but Ye Qian didn't know much about formation, and only Wei Liang could explain it to him.

"That's right, An Ruoyu is a sixth-grade formation mage. He ingeniously engraved the foundation of the formation into the folding fan. The eye of the formation is the folding fan in his hand, and then drawn with spiritual force, he can form formations or even change formations during battles." !" Wei Liang said indifferently, among the other two, An Ruoyu looked unreliable, but his actual combat strength was quite good, and he had a high chance of winning.

"I have an idea!" Ye Qian admired, quite a tricky fighting method.

At the same time, all the sword energy in the arena was blocked by the folding fan, leaving only the dark man holding the blue thunderbolt transformed from the sword energy, stabbing at An Ruoyu in white without any hindrance, and the two were only ten steps away.

For a swordsman, killing an enemy in ten steps is as easy as picking something out of a bag.

"Die!" The swarthy man's eyes were filled with cruelty and bloodthirsty, he let out a low growl, and his speed increased by three points.

"Joke, let's start!" An Ruoyu shouted in a low voice, and the scattered folding fans immediately propped up a mysterious formation mask, and dozens of white rays of light emitted from the folding fan, converging on the folding fan in An Ruoyu's hand.

"Stop!" An Ruoyu in white closed the folding fan in his hand, the tip of the fan was shining with milky white aura, moved a little forward, just touching the tip of the dark man's blue lightning-shrouded sword, preventing the sword from advancing an inch.

"Bundle!" The corner of An Ruoyu's mouth showed a smirk, dozens of rays of light twisted and twisted into a stone-like rope, extending along the folding fan and sword, and bound the dark man in the blink of an eye, leaving no room for movement.

"Do you have any last words?" An Ruoyu asked with a winner's smile. He missed the sword and came to the dark man before no one could break free from the shackles of his formation.

"Let's die together!" The swarthy man knew that he had accidentally fallen for a trick. He had a secret skill but could no longer use it. A hint of madness flashed in his eyes, only his body was bound by the spiritual power rope, and the spiritual energy in his body was still flowing smoothly.

What! An Ruoyu's complexion changed, sensing the familiar commotion of spiritual power in the dark man's body, his body retreated violently, and the folding fan in his hand spun rapidly in front of him, forming a mask.

It's a pity that it was already too late, and with a coaxing sound, the dark man and the sword in his hand exploded directly, and the huge blue lightning spiritual power instantly tore apart the mask in front of An Ruoyu, and engulfed him in the blue lightning spiritual power along the way. among.

The entire valley was immediately filled with riotous blue lightning spiritual power, which was about to affect the viewing platforms on the surrounding mountain walls. In an instant, a pink mask emerged from the ring, covering the exploding blue lightning spiritual power and isolating the viewing platforms.

Not long after, the blue lightning spiritual power gradually dissipated, and on the ring, there were only some fragments of limbs and a scorched black corpse with some sword fragments inserted.

The former belonged to a dark man, and his dantian's spiritual power exploded, so it would be nice to have some corpse fragments. The latter must belong to An Ruoyu, and he didn't have the peerless demeanor he had just a moment ago.

Both of them are careless! Ye Qian was silent, the dark man carelessly didn't notice that those folding fans that counteract the sword energy are the foundation of the formation, An Ruoyu carelessly thought that he could be unscrupulous if he had the winning ticket, but this was a life-and-death fight, and the opponent knew that he would die, so he pulled his back , has become an inevitable choice, if An Ruoyu is more cautious and kills directly, the opponent has no chance of self-destruction.

The pink mask disappeared, and one person on each side entered the arena to collect the corpses, and cleaned the ring along the way.

I don't know what this stone arena was made of. After the self-destruct of the sixth-level peak cultivator of the Peeping Dao Realm, there was no damage at all. After cleaning, it was no different from the newly built one.

"It's all up to you, don't be careless!" Wei Liang told Ye Qian with a serious face, he looked fine, but his heart was bleeding, unlike Lu Jiang, An Ruoyu was his only direct descendant who stayed in Yaoxian City.

Although An Ruoyu has eccentricities, he is top-notch among casual cultivators both in terms of formation and handling abilities. If there is no such accident, he should be the first batch of Wei Liang to cultivate the seven great abilities of the Dao Sighting Realm.

It's too late to say anything now, I just hope that the people around me don't repeat the same mistakes, one loses one draw, if another round is lost, the draw will also be counted as a loss according to the rules, and the loss of the three-tier share of the main material, his deeds are basically done for Wu Hai Without the wedding dress, only the surface is left.

"Yeah!" Ye Qian nodded, and floated down, he was already ready for a one-on-three match, and now he only needs to face two opponents to finish, saving him a lot of trouble.

In fact, for Ye Qian, it doesn't matter whether there are three opponents or one opponent. Anyway, they are all at the sixth level of Dao Realm. One knife can cost nothing, and of course it's not interesting.

"Pang Dong, I met fellow daoist!" The opponent who came down from Wu Hai bowed his hands to Ye Qian, very politely.

"Oh!" Ye Qian's eyelids twitched, this man named Pang Dong is too fat, at least three to four hundred catties, when he raised his hand, his whole body was writhing, making him disgusting.

Ordinary cultivators can't grow to this level at all. Only when there is excess energy in the body and the spiritual power is too late to transform, will the energy be turned into excess fat accumulation, but it is impossible to have such a problem at the peak of the sixth level of the Dao Realm. It can only be said, This fat man must have practiced exercises that have special effects on the physical body, so that such a super fat man can be created.

"Can you and the knife-throwing two fight together? It's very troublesome to fight twice!" Ye Qian asked quite seriously. If you die in one fight, you have to collect the corpse and wash the ground. It's not as troublesome as the two come together.

More importantly, Wu Hai's subordinates want to make trouble afterwards, and they have to weigh their strengths, which can save a lot of follow-up troubles. He has no time to waste time with some young people, and they won't have what Ye Qian needs. Practice resources.

"Fellow Daoist is really confident!" Fat Pang Dong's eyes flashed a trace of anger. He didn't think that the opponent really wanted to fight two, but thought it was verbal stimulation, and wanted him to show his flaws. Even so, he was so underestimated. , is still unbearable.

"It seems that arguing is more troublesome!" Ye Qian lowered his head and said to himself. He really wanted to end the one-on-two fight earlier, but it seemed a bit uneconomical and a little more troublesome to think that it would cost a lot of words.

"Since you said so, Wu will help you, Gu Rong, go down and be with Pang Dong!"

A voice came from the opposite side, it was the words of Wu Hai, the late stage of the seventh level of the Dao Realm. At the same time, Gu Cong, the thin and thin boy who made his debut for the first time, jumped into the arena and stood behind the fat Pang Dong, with a strange expression on his mouth. smile.

Ye Qian glanced at the expressionless Wu Hai in the stands, this powerful man is really shameless, he hit a snake with a stick, and directly responded to the two-on-one matter, leaving no room for Ye Qian to repent.

"Brother Wu, it's a bit late!" Wei Liang's gloomy voice echoed throughout the life and death arena.

"Your man wants to die by himself, and I'm just giving him a ride according to his wishes. What's wrong with it?" Wu Hai said coldly, but his heart was extremely comfortable. He really thought that he could say anything He didn't take Ye Qian's words seriously, but since he said it, he can take it seriously.

"Are you sure?" Wei Liang's indifferent voice reached Ye Qian's ears, and Ye Qian replied indifferently, "It's okay to come again!"

"So, then Wei will be a friend this time!" Wei Liang's voice transmission carried a certain sense of determination.

"Since this is the case, the younger brother will simply take out the remaining two shares. If he loses, all the shares of the main material transaction with Xingxiu Tiangong will go to Brother Wu. If he wins by chance, how about taking out the third floor share to the younger brother? "

Wei Liang's angry voice echoed again in the arena in the mountains. He lost only two layers of main materials. He didn't hold the ones that were disgusting enough, so he might as well use them as a gamble. He had seen Ye Qian's strength with his own eyes. His agility is already invincible, not to mention he can still catch his three moves.

"Brother Wei, think twice!"

"Brother Wei, you can't!"

Wu Hai hadn't responded yet, but Wei Liang's subordinates became anxious first, and all kinds of voices sounded to persuade and stop them. Even if they lost all three rounds, they still had two shares. There was hope, but according to Wei Liang This means that if they lose, they will be really cold, and it is basically useless to want the eighth-rank enlightenment pill...