In the first match of the top ten, Liu Qingyan's opponent was Zhao Gang, the "weapon refining madman".
Many people felt sorry for Liu Qingyan. It was not easy for an outer disciple to enter the top ten, but why did he meet him in the first game!
But there are also many people who maintain a mentality of watching a good show. There are many magical weapons, and there are many talismans. When the magical weapons are matched with talismans, who will win?
Even so, there are still more disciples who are optimistic about Zhao Gang. Zhao Gang is a Dzogchen monk who has been practicing Qi for many years. He had a high reputation ten years ago, and it is possible for him to enter the top three this year.
Although Liu Qingyan has many talismans and possesses sword energy, his foundation is still shallow and his cultivation level is one level lower than Zhao Gang. Based on his conditions, it is already very impressive to be ranked among the top ten.
Even in the gambling games held in Xuanyumenfang City, Liu Qingyan's odds are much higher than Zhao Gang!
Liu Qingyan originally thought that Zhao Gang was the kind of big man who wielded a big hammer, sweated profusely next to the stove, and hit the iron "bang bang".
Standing on the fighting stage, I saw that the young man in front of me was not a big man. He was clearly a thin scholar. He was wearing a white robe with blue cloth and a square scarf on his head. He had a handsome face. If he had a book in his hand, he would be a handsome man. He looked like a well-educated Confucian scholar.
Is this the legendary "Item Refining Madman"? Liu Qingyan couldn't believe it in her heart.
Once the other party made a move, he couldn't believe it even if he didn't want to.
Zhao Gang was indeed known for his numerous magical weapons. As soon as he made a move, all three magical weapons were fired at once, attacking Liu Qingyan quickly.
The first thing was a red gourd. As soon as the lid was opened, a bunch of light red flames spurted towards Liu Qingyan. A folding fan depicting a landscape painting followed closely. With a slight fan in the air, the fire became several times stronger. .
Just as Liu Qingyan spun around to avoid it, a silver rope-like magic weapon flew towards him. If he hadn't immediately used a very tricky backward posture to avoid the restraints of the silver rope, he would have been tied up. He stood and let the fire burn him.
These three magical weapons were very dexterous in Zhao Gang's hands and worked well together. If he hadn't seen them with his own eyes, Liu Qingyan would not have been able to believe that such a strong spiritual power was hidden in his seemingly thin body.
Liu Qingyan quickly took a few magical talismans on himself, avoided the silver rope with great speed, and threw a stack of water arrow talismans towards the mouth of the gourd. Water can overcome fire. In this way, the fire was slightly slowed down.
Unexpectedly, within a few breaths, the pale red fire resumed its original momentum and quickly chased him.
Being chased by the silver rope and the fire-breathing gourd at the same time, Liu Qingyan couldn't help but activate a few more magical talismans, and quickly fled on the fighting stage. Fortunately, the fighting stage was big enough to accommodate his jumping up and down.
This Zhao Gang is really extraordinary. From the beginning, he gave him such a big problem!
Liu Qingyan's foot speed did not slow down, and she stuffed a spirit-restoring pill into her mouth while thinking about ways to defeat the enemy.
The only good thing now is that Zhao Gang's spiritual power consumption has reached the limit when using these three magic weapons, and he has no more energy left to use other methods.
The audience in the audience watched Liu Qingyan face-to-face and was forced to run around all over the stage, and their expectations for him had dropped a lot.
Talisman? Against the magic weapon, the magic weapon is still slightly better!
Sitting next to each other on the cloud platform, the master of Fu Peak, Guang Wen Zhenjun, and the master of Qi Peak, Zhenjun Guang Ling, were also having a discussion about which of the talismans and the magic weapon was stronger.
The red-faced True Lord Guangling touched his short beard under his chin and laughed heartily: "Junior Brother Guangwen, in my opinion, the magic weapon is still slightly better!" True Lord Guangling had a loud voice, and with this voice, It spread almost throughout the entire cloud platform.
True Lord Guangwen was described as handsome, with a slightly cold look in his brows. Hearing this, he only glanced at True Lord Guangling and said coolly: "Brother, don't be happy too early, be careful of extreme happiness leading to sadness."
Guang Ling Zhenjun didn't seem to hear the coldness in Guangwen Zhenjun's words, he leaned very warmly towards Guangwen Zhenjun, bumped his arm and said: "Why, junior brother, do you think this black boy can make a comeback? "
True Lord Guangwen moved away from True Lord Guangling with some disgust, not wanting to pay attention to someone who was gloating about others' misfortune.
True Lord Guangling continued to lean towards True Lord Guangwen, and said in a friendly tone: "If this black boy can really make a comeback, my Xuanbing burial bed will be yours!"
The Black Ice Spiritual Bed is a mid-level magic weapon, built with tens of thousands of years of ice from the far north ice field, supplemented by high-level spirit gathering formations. It is a magic weapon that can increase the speed of cultivation. When the cultivation level reaches the Nascent Soul stage, meditation will increase The cultivation level is already very small. Such auxiliary magic weapons that can increase the speed of cultivation are something that can be encountered but cannot be sought.
True Lord Guangwen raised his brows and said calmly: "This Xuanbing spiritual bed is useless to you!" True Lord Guangling has fire spiritual roots, so naturally he cannot practice on the spiritual bed. To him, this Black Ice spiritual bed is of no use to you! , considered useless.
Hearing the words of Guangwen Zhenjun, Zhenjun Guangling's smile did not diminish: "It is useless to me, but it can be of great use in your hands! What do you think, do you want to gamble or not?"
Guangwen Zhenjun thought for a moment and then agreed: "A Wanli Escape Talisman." The Wanli Escape Talisman is a seventh-level talisman. In today's world of cultivation, there are only five talisman makers who can draw this talisman. With this A tool for escaping is equivalent to an extra life.
Guangling Zhenjun was very satisfied with the Wanli Escape Talisman. He sat back to his original place contentedly and continued to watch the fighting on the fighting stage.
Liu Qingyan had already begun to run away while throwing ice arrow talismans behind him. Although the effect was not great, it could at least block the fire.
If this doesn't work, we have to find a way to break the current deadlock!
Taking advantage of the opportunity to rush past Zhao Gang, Liu Qingyan crushed a stink pill. Suddenly, an extremely ugly smell filled the air around Zhao Gang. He had to concentrate on controlling the three magic weapons, so the range of movement could not be too large. .
There is no good solution at the moment, even if it makes him sick!
Liu Qingyan's behavior of acting rogue when he couldn't beat him made the disciples in the audience and the teachers on the cloud platform almost couldn't bear to look at it, but they couldn't deny that this stinky pill was indeed pinched just right, and Zhao Gang's expression changed even before he saw it. What’s up!
Realizing that the Stinky Pill had some effect, Liu Qingyan kept up her efforts and continued to run towards Zhao Gang. Just when the stench in front was about to disappear, she squeezed another Stinky Pill.
Zhao Gang's originally calm complexion turned dark again. He stuffed a pill into his mouth and quickly made seals with his hands. In an instant, the speed of the three magic weapons chasing Liu Qingyan suddenly increased, and his tone increased a bit. The red flames immediately burned a large hole across half of his back behind him, exposing a large area of dark skin to the air.
Liu Qingyan had always been wearing the most ordinary blue robe, which had no defensive capabilities. Facing the menacing light red flames, it naturally could only be reduced to ashes.
Aware of the situation behind him, Liu Qingyan took out a few more magical talismans and patted them on his body. His escape speed increased again, and he successfully distanced himself from the flames.
She was about to let out a sigh of relief when unexpectedly, the silver rope suddenly appeared three feet in front of her. It turned out that Zhao Gang was not stupid. When he just made the seal, he had already changed the trajectory of the silver rope and took advantage of Liu Qingyan to speed up and escape from the flames. With a little effort, the silver rope surrounded him from other directions and flew in front of him to block him.
There is a wolf in front and a tiger behind. The folding fans of mountains and rivers are still fanning one after another, increasing the intensity of the fire. Liu Qingyan can have two big ones in one head. His own powerful attack methods are all close attacks. Facing Zhao Gang, This method of attacking from a distance was really unprepared for the moment.
If you can't outwit them, then you can only defeat them with force!
Seeing that he was about to be tied up by the silver rope magic weapon, Liu Qingyan's right hand flashed with golden light, and the glazed sword was already in his hand. As the spiritual power circulated, the slender sword body vibrated slightly and attacked straight towards the silver rope magic weapon. The sword edge collided with the silver rope, and the silver rope only paused for a moment before still tying it towards Liu Qingyan.
In just a moment, the gourd weapon behind him was already chasing him, and the scorching flames burned his back. The dark skin that should have been burned was not damaged at all.
The disciples were once again stunned. What on earth was this man's black skin made of? It was so resistant to burning!
Liu Qingyan, who is very resistant to burning, gritted his teeth, held up the blazing flames, and activated a few blasts of Xinjin sword energy at the tip of the sword, shooting them all towards the silver rope. This time, the winding silver rope snapped into several pieces, Falling feebly from the sky.
After solving the silver rope, Liu Qingyan sped forward and rushed forward. His back was burned by the light red flame, but that was all. The body tempered by the Five Elements Body Refining Technique was indeed extraordinary!
Suddenly there was a smell in the back of his head. Liu Qingyan's nose twitched slightly. He swung the glazed sword in his hand back and cut off all the burnt hair ends. Broken hair of different lengths fell on the fighting stage. The satin-like black hair on his head suddenly became shoulder-length short hair.
The blue robe was in tatters and hanging on his body. Liu Qingyan had no time to take care of it because a mountain several feet in diameter above his head was pressing towards him.
It turned out that Zhao Gang saw that the silver rope magic weapon was destroyed and the fire-breathing gourd was useless to Liu Qingyan, so he waved it back and used all his spiritual power to control the landscape painting folding fan.
I saw a flash of inspiration from the folding fan flying in the air, and then a huge mountain came out of the fan and pressed towards Liu Qingyan. Everyone was worried about the tattered man. If he was pressed by this big mountain, he was afraid that he would be killed. Not good!
Liu Qingyan paused, then immediately changed direction and ran towards where Zhao Gang was. The mountain seemed to have spirituality, pursuing Liu Qingyan relentlessly.
Liu Qingyan, who had activated the magic talisman, was very fast and arrived in front of Zhao Gang in a blink of an eye. He blinked and squeezed a stink pill again. While Zhao Gang was distracted by the stink pill, he drew a picture The talisman that had already been held in his hand flashed with inspiration and landed at Zhao Gang's feet.
After doing this, the mountain had already reached the top of Liu Qingyan's head. Many female disciples among the disciples covered their eyes, unable to bear to see Liu Qingyan being crushed. Some could not help but shout towards the fighting stage: "Liu Qingyan." Senior brother, just admit defeat!"
"Yes, it's not shameful to lose to Senior Brother Zhao!"
However, to everyone's surprise, the mountain that was about to crush Liu Qingyan suddenly swayed and turned into little auras dissipating in the air. The folding fan with landscape paintings also fell from the air and hit his feet.
The dark man in ragged clothes slowly raised the gilt sword in his right hand and placed it on the thin young man's neck without any hindrance!
