Xiuxian exchange system

After Taotie devoured Min Maoyan's giant hammer magic weapon, his aura rose, and a baby's wail came from its mouth.

Layers of blue light emerged, and the coercion of the second-level spirit beast actually broke through the limit, advancing to the third level.

Lai Wuhen's spiritual sense sensed all of this, and he was overjoyed, seeing Taotie fleeing towards this side, he felt that he would definitely win this competition.

"Senior brother Min, you have no chance of winning, you should admit defeat." Lai Wuhen didn't plan to really kill people in this situation, unless he had to.

A cold light flashed in Min Maoyan's eyes, he ignored Lai Wuhen's words at all, opened his mouth, and let out a roar, which was both like a human voice and a beast's roar.

Lai Wuhen's figure flashed and retreated rapidly to the back, only to see that Min Maoyan's originally sluggish breath rose instantly.

Layers of light flickered on his face, and layers of turtle-like carapaces appeared, and his body began to gradually grow larger, becoming a giant in the blink of an eye.

As soon as Taotie's escape light arrived, Min Maoyan's raised fist hit his body, and he slammed down the ring, creating a huge deep hole.

All the clothes on Min Maoyan's body burst, his whole body was wrapped in a turtle-like carapace, and his aura was infinitely close to that of the Golden Core Stage.

Without even thinking about it, Lai Wuhen shouted: "I admit defeat." After saying that, he fled towards the ring.

However, Min Maoyan seemed to have never heard Lai Wuhen's words, staring at Lai Wuhen with a pair of blood-red eyes, and chased after Lai Wuhen with a flash of black light on his body surface.

Just as Lai Wuhen stood under the ring, Min Maoyan had already caught up, and hit down with a huge fist, smashing Lai Wuhen's entire body into the ground.

Huge pain came, and Lai Wuhen spat out a mouthful of blood. Seeing Min Maoyan's second punch came, he had no ability to resist at all. The previous punch had already taken half of his life.

The monks under the ring looked at the whole process and found it incredible.

Unexpectedly, after a fierce fight, it turned out that Lai Wuhen had the upper hand first, but Min Maoyan seemed to have reservations, and tried his best at the critical moment.

But Lai Wuhen had already yelled to admit defeat, why did Min Maoyan continue to attack?

This is against the competition rules.

Even if some people planned to stop it, it was too late.

"Poor luck is detected, the host is facing life and death, and the bad luck value will be increased by 1000 million."

Lai Wuhen is too familiar with the breath of death, this time I am afraid that I really have to confess here.

It's really not worth risking your own life just to grab a territory.

He really regretted it, but regret cannot be used to resolve the crisis, he can only watch the giant fist fall.

At this moment, there was a flash of light in the sky, and a figure came to Lai Wuhen, and lifted his toes slightly.

When Min Maoyan's mighty giant fist touched the man's toes, all the offensives came to naught.

A strange color flashed in the blood-red eyes, but Min Maoyan looked like an unthinking beast, and the other fist smashed towards the figure.

The figure just flicked his fingertips repeatedly, and flashes of light shot out from his fingertips, smashing Min Maoyan's fist into pieces in an instant, and the whole person was knocked back into the ring, and fell to the ground, spitting out blood.

"The Supreme Elder." Someone exclaimed.

It was only at this time that Lai Wuhen could see clearly that standing beside him was a middle-aged man in a long robe with a calm expression on his face. Those who could have this kind of strength and be called the Supreme Elder could only be from our sect. Another Nascent Soul cultivator, Wei Ziming, understood.

He was seriously injured and buried under the ground, he had no way to stand up and salute, so he could only say in a hoarse voice: "Thank you for saving my life, Elder Supreme."

Wei Ziming ignored Lai Wuhen's intentions, and the light flashed onto the ring.

Min Maoyan couldn't even get up from the ground, but he wanted to attack Wei Ziming with one hand, but was flicked away by the light on his body.

Taotie escaped from the deep pit, feeling the coercion of Wei Ziming, he didn't dare to approach him at all, he walked around to Lai Wuhen's side, and dragged him out from the ground.

Another flash of light fell from the sky, and the figure of Wen Yudie flashed out. She was dressed in white, she had a stunning appearance and a perfect figure, but everyone outside the venue lowered their heads and did not dare to look at her.

"I have completely lost my mind, and there is no way to save it." Wen Yudie said lightly.

"It's your fault, let me give you a ride." Wei Ziming said, flicked his fingertips, and a flash shot out, smashing Min Maoyan's huge body into flying ash.

"Min Maoyan won the territorial rob competition, but Min Maoyan violated the school rules, Xingyan Lake belongs to Lai Wuhen, do you have any objections?" Wen Yudie said, looking around.

Many people didn't know what was going on with Min Maoyan when they saw the end, but if the elder Taishang made a move, no matter which round they got, they could only answer in unison.

Min Maoyan was dead, and Wei Ziming was not interested in explaining the specific situation to others at all, and the light on his body disappeared after a flash.

Lai Wuhen was brought to Wen Yudie's side by the Taotie, and reluctantly raised his hand to salute Wen Yudie: "The disciple has seen the master."

As soon as these words came out, the monks on the field were shocked again.

But in this way, no one doubted Lai Wuhen's combat power anymore.

Wen Yudie has entered the Nascent Soul stage for more than two hundred years, and has not accepted a single disciple in the sect. It turned out that it was not that she did not accept disciples, but that she was not worthy of being a disciple at all.

People who can be favored by Wen Yudie are naturally extraordinary. It is no wonder that Lai Wuhen was able to fight Min Maoyan with his cultivation in the early stage of foundation establishment.

However, looking at Min Maoyan's final situation, it seemed that he had used some secret technique to greatly increase his strength, but it made him lose his sanity, and he couldn't even recover. Instead, he was directly obliterated by the elder Taishang.

This has to be regrettable, Min Maoyan won the competition, but lost his life, if he was willing to admit defeat when Lai Wuhen asked him to admit defeat, it might not be the result.

But these people feel regretful, many people bet on Min Maoyan to win, and if he wins this competition, he will have another windfall, thinking about it makes him a little excited.

Lai Wuhen also came forward to salute under Wen Yudie's gaze, and he also understood that in today's battle, he was completely famous in Huanmiaomen.

If he didn't have the status of Wen Yudie's disciple, his troubles would only increase.

Knowing Wen Yudie's intentions, Lai Wuhen was grateful to her from the bottom of his heart.

Wen Yudie didn't say much, Duan Guang wrapped Lai Wuhen and Taotie together and flew into the sky.

After seeing Wen Yudie leave, the others started to receive the award.

And some monks who bet on Wuhen's victory thought that with the odds of [-] to [-], they could make a big fortune with a small fortune, and put all their belongings on it, but they lost everything.

In his heart, he scolded both Lai Wuhen and Min Maoyan.