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Chapter 1185
Wang Qiuming and Lu Ping agreed, and they flew towards a ring.

Countless mysterious blue runes flew up from the floor, and after one blurred, it turned into a thick blue water curtain covering the entire arena. There was a pattern of a blue turtle on the surface of the blue water curtain, and the blue turtle Like a living thing, it keeps walking on the surface of the blue water curtain.

At the beginning of the competition, Lu Ping shrugged his right shoulder, and a golden seedling knife appeared in his hand. The golden seedling knife was five feet long, with some exquisite silver patterns on the body, and a lifelike miniature golden carving pattern on the handle.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up on the ring, and the clothes of Wang Qiuming and Lu Ping flew in the wind.

Wang Qiuming sacrificed a palm-sized golden round wheel. With a turn of the golden round wheel, his body instantly grew to the size of Zhang Xu. The golden round wheel rotated rapidly, and the void made a "buzzing" sound.

With a flash of golden light, a golden saber aura more than thirty feet long flew out. Before it fell, a strong air flow appeared on the ring, and there were ear-piercing crackling sounds in the void.

Ding!
The golden knife qi slashed on the golden giant wheel, and was crushed by the fast rotating golden round wheel, turning into little golden light and collapsing.

Lu Ping was just probing, and didn't use all his strength. He took a deep breath, held the golden seedling knife with both hands, and slashed towards Wang Qiuming's void.

With a flash of golden light, the air in the arena was reversed, and a strong airflow appeared, a golden saber aura emerged out of thin air, and after a blur, it turned into dozens of golden saber auras, slashing head-on, the great general Wang Qiuming The posture of chopping and smashing.

This was not over yet, Lu Ping kept waving the golden seedling knife in his hand, slashing vertically and horizontally, and streaks of golden knife energy flew out, slashing towards the opposite side continuously.

Wang Qiuming snorted softly and made a tactic with one hand. Countless golden runes appeared in the void behind him. The densely packed golden runes gathered together and turned into a huge golden wheel with a size of more than ten feet. The inner circle of the golden wheel was covered with sharp blades.

The spiritual art Jinyue Zhenlun, this is the spiritual art given by Nan Gongmiao, the great elder of Zhenhaizong.

As soon as the golden wheel appeared, it spun rapidly, a powerful airflow emerged out of thin air, the air flowed backwards, and the wind was strong. The golden saber energy that was cutting towards Wang Qiuming lost control one after another, and flew towards the golden wheel, a series of "ding ding" muffled sounds , the golden saber energy was shattered by the golden giant wheel.

Roar!
An angry beast roared, and a golden giant tiger rushed forward. After careful observation, it can be found that the golden giant tiger is not an entity, but an incorporeal body.

As soon as the golden giant tiger approached Wang Qiuming ten feet away, it flew towards the golden giant wheel uncontrollably.

Rumble!
The rapidly rotating golden wheel crushed the golden giant tiger, leaving Wang Qiuming unscathed.

Lu Ping's face was a little ugly, and he wanted to take other measures. Wang Qiuming pinched the magic formula, and the size of the golden giant wheel above his head increased greatly, and the rotation speed increased by more than three times, and a powerful air flow emerged out of thin air.

The aura of Lu Ping's body protection kept flickering, and it seemed that it would be torn apart at any time. The blue water curtain covering the ring was rippling, and the blue turtle on the surface of the blue water curtain was erratic, as if it was about to be pulled out. Blue water curtain.

Wang Qiuming pinched the magic formula, the golden circle's light rose and flew towards Lu Ping.

Lu Ping's aura of body protection was distorted and deformed. After three breaths, his aura of body protection shattered, and a dazzling golden saber aura flew out.

Rumble!
The golden wheel was shattered by the golden saber qi, and the golden saber qi was also torn apart. Both of them died together. A circle of air waves visible to the naked eye spread out, and the air waves hit the blue water curtain. The blue water curtain swayed non-stop, as if Will tear anytime.

With a flash of golden light, a golden round wheel arrived in front of Lu Ping in an instant. The whole body of the golden round wheel was shining golden, obviously solid.

The golden seedling knife in Lu Ping's hand slashed forward, with a muffled sound of "ding", the golden seedling knife flew out uncontrollably, the golden circle's light soared, piercing through Lu Ping's aura of body protection, rubbing against him. over the shoulder.

If it was a life-and-death fight, he was already dead.

Lu Ping broke out in a cold sweat, he clasped his fists at Wang Qiuming, and said politely: "Thank you Wang Daoyou for your mercy, I admit defeat."

"I've accepted it, Fellow Daoist Lu."

Wang Qiuming returned the salute with clasped fists, it was the first time he used the spiritual art of Jinyue Zhenlun.

Zhao Richen had a playful expression on his face, and he winked at a gentle middle-aged Confucian scholar. The middle-aged Confucian scholar understood, flew down on the ring, and clasped his fists and said, "Young Daoist Wang is profound in Daoism. In Xialiu Qinghe, If you want to compete with fellow Daoist Wang, please ask fellow Daoist Wang for advice."

Wang Qiuming looked at Wang Qingshan, but Wang Qingshan ignored him, neither agreed nor refused, this is a rare opportunity to experience Wang Qiuming, whether it is war or peace, it is up to Wang Qiuming to decide.

"Please enlighten me, Fellow Daoist Liu."

Wang Qiuming thought for a moment, and decided to fight.

At the beginning of the competition, Liu Qinghe held out a blue jade pen and waved it in the void for a while. Palm-sized blue swallows emerged out of thin air, flapping their wings, and pounced on Wang Qiuming.

When Wang Qiuming squeezed the magic formula, countless golden lights lit up in the void above his head, and a huge golden round wheel appeared immediately, which was the true wheel of the spiritual magic golden moon.

The giant golden wheel rotated rapidly, and a powerful airflow emerged out of thin air. As soon as the blue swallows approached Wang Qiuming ten feet away, they were sucked into the giant golden wheel by the strong airflow, smashed into pieces, and disappeared into dots of blue light.

Wang Qiuming released two third-tier puppet beasts, a golden giant ape puppet beast, and a black spider puppet beast, and rushed towards the opposite side.

Liu Qinghe took his time, released a giant golden sculpture about the size of Zhang Xu, and rushed towards the two puppets,

He took out a shiny silver book, opened it, and began to recite, countless silver runes flew out, and suddenly turned into three giant silver palms over ten feet in size, and slapped Wang Qiuming. There was a crackling sound in the void.

The three silver giant palms flew towards the golden giant uncontrollably, and were crushed by the golden giant wheel, turning into countless silver runes.

The next moment, the silver rune turned into countless sharp silver flying knives, cutting towards Wang Qiuming from all directions.

Wang Qiuming calmly took out a hazy blue command flag, waved it lightly, a blue light flashed, and a large blue water curtain emerged out of thin air to protect his whole body.

The densely packed silver flying knives were submerged behind the blue water curtain, and they couldn't move and couldn't pass through the blue water curtain.

Wang Qiuming tapped the golden moon wheel on top of his head lightly with his fingers, the golden moon wheel radiated brightly and flew towards Liu Qinghe, followed by another smaller golden wheel.

Two golden round wheels, one solid and one empty.

A strong force of gravity emerged from the ground, and the speed of the giant golden eagle slowed down. It was covered by a black spider web, and two third-order puppets rushed towards Liu Qinghe.

Rumble!
Liu Qinghe's body-protecting aura was broken, and the golden stick in the ape puppet's hand slapped him, and Liu Qinghe flew upside down, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Wang Qiuming wins."

(End of this chapter)