The latest website: "Miss Meng Yu knows him?" Bei Xiao asked in surprise.

"Just go find him," Meng Yu lowered his head and whispered a few words in his ear.

Bei Xiao nodded slightly, and walked towards Xu Zimo step by step.

"This fellow Taoist, do you want to help me participate in the competition?" Bei Xiao asked sincerely.

"Don't remember to refuse the Daoist. Once I become the lord of the city, when I go to Beihai, I will bring the Daoist with me. How about?"

"She told you," Xu Zimo glanced at Meng Yu and chuckled.

"Do you want fellow Taoist?" Bei Xiao didn't answer, but just asked.

"All right," Xu Zimo waved his hand and agreed.

He is going to see the Dragon Girl and also to transform the magic pond, these are the most important things.

"Thank you," Bei Xiao bowed to him and replied happily.

"Daddy, my three have already chosen, so let's try now."

"Yes," the middle-aged man sitting in the chair nodded slightly.

Bei Qinghai, who was next to him, looked solemn and said, "Gong Da, you go first."

"Yes," the boss of the three Gong brothers walked out first.

Looking around at the crowd, he said softly: "Who dare to challenge?"

"I'll come," Qi Shan's second doctor, Da Lang Qi Wen came out, holding a folding fan with a red dot on his brow.

His eyes were like vertical swords, and the spear behind him was glowing with cold and silver light in the sunlight.

"Please," the two greeted them with fists together, and when the voice fell, the gun intent and the sword intent rioted together.

The spear behind Qi Wen turned around his body, the spear head tore the space turbulently, flashing cold light.

But Gong Da held the serial machete in his palm, and the sword wind suddenly turned into a flow of swords in the sky.

The knife collided with the gun, and sparks flew everywhere.

The two men are bright and clean, and their sword and marksmanship can be regarded as superb.

The power of the cultivation base of a divine vein rose greatly.

The people around also watched with gusto.

"The Gong's sword technique and the Qi's spear technique have their merits," someone praised.

"These two people are also proficient in their own learning, I am afraid that the winner will be lost for a while."

As that person said, the battle lasted more than ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, the two of them were already out of breath, and their bodies were bruised.

"You can't do it," Gong laughed.

"It's better to admit defeat early."

"Fart, I can fight dozens more rounds," Qi Wen snorted coldly.

The spear in his hand moved forward, and the tip of the spear was picked, and endless sharp brilliance came out.

One inch long, one inch strong.

Gong Da was brandishing a series of swords, and the collision of the swords and guns caused waves of air.

At this moment, Gong Da's left hand moved forward, and several sharp arrows suddenly shot out from the wide cuff.

Qi Wen's complexion changed drastically, his gun was forced to change its trajectory, and all the sharp arrows were shot out.

However, Gong Da also took the opportunity to slash his gown, leaving a blood trail behind him.

Immediately kicked Qi Wen out.

"Despicable, tricky," Qi Jia Erlang Qi Wu who was next to him shouted angrily.

"There is only victory or defeat in the battle. How can you say that it is despicable and fair?" Gong Daleng said coldly.

"It's him who can't do it, he wants to lose."

"Okay," Qi Wu gritted his teeth and saw him walking up with a sturdy body.

"Who will come next?"

Under his tiger eyes, it was like an awakened tiger, and many people were a little afraid to look at him.

"Gong Er, you go," Bei Qinghai ordered.

"Yes," I saw the second of the three Gong brothers slowly walking out with a long sword.

He stood holding a sword, white shirt Ling Ran, facing Qi Wuyao.

"Please enlighten me!"

"What are you talking about so much nonsense, let's start," Qi Wu said impatiently.

Gong Er's long sword was in his hand, and he slashed it down.

Unexpectedly, Qi Wu didn't use any weapons at all, he just grabbed the long sword abruptly as if he took the sword empty-handed.

The sword seemed to be cut on steel.

Gong Er desperately tried to draw out the sword, but he had no chance.

Qi Wu roared, the tiger roared into the mountains and forests, and the long sword was directly split in half, and a fist was dropped.

Gong Er's figure flew upside down in a pool of blood.

"Second brother," the Gong brother beside him hurriedly shouted.

"I'm fine, I can fight again," Gong Er stood up and waved his hand.

Although he had bleeding from his nose and mouth, he still straightened his chest.

"Gong Er is careless," Xie Chang said calmly, staying in the pavilion.

"It is said that the Qi family's marksmanship is well-deserved, but Qi Wu did not practice marksmanship.

It's like a tempered fierce beast, breaking it with strength," Xu Zimo also nodded.

He replied: "If this Gong Eryi comes up and doesn't contact Qi Wu, he can win with only his sword energy.

But now, it is difficult. "

Xu Zimo's words fell, and the victory in the center of the field was over.

Gong Er's severely wounded body was already shaky. After Qi Wu's anger several times, he didn't have to hold on for a few rounds.

With one win and one loss now, the final result depends on the third game.

Bei Xiao was a little nervous, looked at Meng Yu and asked, "Is that okay with that person?"

He was still a little worried, after all, he had never seen this young man before, and he didn't have the slightest reputation.

In case it is not an opponent, there will be no chance of a comeback.

"Trust my eyes," Meng Yu replied, squinting slightly.

"It's time for me to play," Xu Zimo yawned and stepped forward lazily.

This kind of battle is really hard to get him interested.

If you don't say that to see the Dragon Girl, I won't even try.

Among the crowd, the third son of the Gong family also slowly stood up and stepped forward.

Among the three brothers, he has the highest cultivation level and has entered the immortal.

A green robe, quite a fairy.

His eyes are steady as water, and if there is no fairy spirit in his body, he stepped out in one step, as if he had the charm of a fairy.

"I learned the spirit of a fairy, but I didn't learn the essence," Xu Zimo smiled.

Hearing this, Gong San raised his eyes in an instant, and even the red dots on the center of his eyebrows bloomed with red light.

Among the monsters, one eye opened slowly.

"Repeat what you said just now," Gong San said lightly.

"I said, you are rubbish," Xu Zimo smiled.

"Looking for death, UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Gong San didn't talk nonsense, at the center of his eyebrows, the third eye shot a red light.

Like a billowing flame, swallowing all the void that flooded along the way.

"It's Chi Yan Tiantong," someone exclaimed.

"It is said that Gong San once killed the king of the Scarlet Flame Eyed Beast and moved its eyes to his body.

It seems that the rumors are true. "

Seeing the oncoming red glow, Xu Zimo slapped his right hand, and a strong sense of oppression came instantly.

Hongmang was photographed directly back.

The red light refracted back, which unexpectedly hit Gong San's eyebrows.

The red light burst, and he screamed in pain on the ground.

It took a full minute for Gong San to relieve from the pain.