Starting from the fox demon and crossing the heavens

In the next few games, Jin Renfeng didn't care to watch, and kept his eyes closed until the referee called out those two names.

"The next match, Wang Ye will face Zhuge Qing, please enter the arena as soon as possible!"

Jin Renfeng secretly said: "It's finally here, the battle between the two warlocks."

At the entrance, Wang Ye looked listless and walked slowly into the arena.

"Ah~ It's finally me."

After yawning, Wang also looked at Zhuge Qing opposite, "Come on..."

Zhuge Qing smiled and said: "Master Wang Ye, I admire your cultivation, but why do you always look unmotivated?"

"is it?"

Wang Ye raised his head slightly, and the next second, his figure rushed towards Zhuge Qing.

"That depends on who you are dealing with!"

Zhuge Qing didn't seem to be surprised. He took two steps back to avoid Wang Ye's palm. At the same time, he observed Wang Ye's every move, squinting his eyes, calculating the flaws.

So that's the case, spread palm power around me, once I'm surrounded by palm power, it will be difficult to handle at that time.

Zhuge Qing retreated violently.

However, Wang Ye would not give him this opportunity, and used his qi to stick to his arm. Wang Ye pulled back hard, "I got you!"

Zhuge Qing was startled, and also punched the king.

The figures of the two separated instantly.

At the same time that Wang also stabilized his body, he moved instantly, rushed over again, and slapped Zhuge Qing's chest with his palm.

But this time, Zhuge Qing did not dodge, but lightly stepped on the ground with his right foot.

"Gen word!"

At the same time, Wang also hit Zhuge Qing's chest, but found that he couldn't be moved.

This palm was like hitting an iron block.

"Kanzi - water bomb!"

Zhuge Qing shook his hand, and five or six drops of water shot towards Wang Ye like bullets.

Wang also dodged again and again, keeping a distance.

Seeing this situation, Zhuge Qing was not in a hurry to attack, he squinted his eyes all the time, looked at Wang Ye with a hint of displeasure, and said: "Daoist Wang Ye, you are a little anxious, I never underestimate my opponent, and I will never underestimate my opponent. Please don’t underestimate me, Daoist.”

"You don't think you can beat me just by relying on this proficient Tai Chi Kung Fu?"

Wang also sighed, "I know it's not that simple."

"Are you a warlock too?" Zhuge Qing asked with some uncertainty.

“How come you see?”

"Feeling." Zhuge Qingdan said: "Actually, as early as Wang Daochang's last match, I found that there was something wrong with you, and every step of yours was very reasonable."

"Just like now, from the time you started attacking Wang Daochang until now, you have occupied auspicious positions. I just cast a spell to force you to take other positions, but Wang Daochang decisively chose to distance yourself from me."

"Prince Wang Ye, you are also a warlock, right?"

"Tsk! It's disgusting. I absolutely can't be friends with someone like you. There's no secret." Wang also paused, and said helplessly: "I thought about ending the battle before you used the Dunjia, but now that I think about it, I committed the crime." Two."

"Zhuge Qing...have you ever been defeated?"

Zhuge Qing was taken aback for a moment, and stared at Wang Ye seriously.

"Fuck, these two people are still fighting, why are they chatting?"

"It's just..."

Yang Hui said: "Brother, who do you think will win between the two?"

"It's still a question, of course it's Senior Brother Wang Ye."

Wang Jiajia said: "Don't look at my brother Wang Ye who is listless all day long, but he is very strong. Master, he will never lie to me."

Yang Hui smiled and looked at Jin Renfeng.

Jin Renfeng said: "Well, the king will win too."

"It's still you who has vision." Wang Jiajia shouted excitedly: "Brother Wang Ye, come on, beat that squinting eye!

"

"..."

Looking at the field, Zhuge Qing's face changed for some reason, and after a while, the two fought again.

But this time both sides cast spells.

"My God, senior brother Wang Ye is actually a warlock!" Wang Jiajia covered her face in disbelief.

Wang Jiajia's cheeks were flushed, and she liked this senior brother Wang Ye who was usually listless, idle, and extremely reliable at critical moments.

After a spell duel, Zhuge Qing was obviously at a disadvantage, and was even beaten by Wang Ye for a time.

Wang also said: "Give up. I didn't mean to insult you. Warlocks are just following the sky. Go back now. This is the best ending for you."

"Thank you, Daoist Wang Ye."

Wang Ye was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that the matter would end like this, but Zhuge Qing said: "I just did a fortune-telling for myself, and I made a lottery, and I got four words, moths to the flame."

"..."

"Maybe giving up is the best choice, but some things are more important than life to a warlock." Zhuge Qing's eyes were completely covered by dark blue light, and he said, "That is the truth."

The Qimen Manifestation Mind Method.

This technique can see through the essence.

He wanted to see clearly what was the force that defeated him.

He didn't want to fail like this.

Zhuge Qing cast a spell and rushed towards Wang Ye quickly.

"Come on, let me see what power you are using!"

Looking directly at Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing suddenly disappeared less than one meter away from him, and reappeared not far behind Wang Ye.

Now, not only Zhuge Qing was stunned, but most of the people present were also stunned.

Chapter 150 The perpetrator, Feng Baobao

In the end, Zhuge Qing was completely defeated.

But everyone watched inexplicably, the spell duel in the middle was quite exciting, but after that, Zhuge Qing vomited blood inexplicably at first, and finally directly admitted defeat.

It's like fighting for a while, chatting for a while, and finally shaking hands peacefully.

It's just that they didn't understand it, but Jin Renfeng saw it clearly, put away the golden light in his eyes, and said to himself: "It's a very interesting formation."

One of the Eight Miraculous Skills, Fenghou Qimen.

Time, space, elements, the king seems to be able to dominate everything in that strange formation.

If you say that he has some contact with this space, but in terms of time... Jin Renfeng shook his head. If he was to face Wang Ye, he might have to go directly to the tuba and crush him with great strength.

There is no limit to such a strong power, and it is not unreasonable to cultivate immortals.

According to his guess, Wang Ye's qimen technique seems to be unsolvable, and there must be a strong restriction, and it cannot be said to be a restriction, but the backlash of Fenghou Qimen, or the stronger the opponent, the more the backlash he will suffer. The bigger it is, of course this is just his guess.

No wonder Wang also looked listless all day long.

Once you practice this Fenghou Qimen, you may be able to resist the backlash from Fenghouqimen all the time.

Not everyone said that warlocks are crazy out of ten, especially Fenghou Qimen is one of the eight strange skills, the depth it requires in warlocks can only be cultivated by those who have studied Qimen deeply.

I remember that Wang also seemed not the only one who practiced Fenghou Qimen. There were a few old Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain who also practiced Fenghou Qimen, but unfortunately they seemed crazy.

at dusk.

The roster for the fourth round is posted.

Eight people in total.

Next to it, it was specifically written that Feng Shayan voluntarily withdrew from the next game because of her serious injuries.

Zhang Chulan played against Wang Ye.

Feng Baobao vs. Zero.

Zhang Lingyu played against Ma Tielius.

Yang Pingan played against Wang Bing.

Wang and?

It seems to be the grandson of Wang Ai, one of the ten elders.

This guy was able to break into the quarterfinals, and it seems that he also knows one of the Eight Miraculous Skills, Ju Ling Dispatch General.

And looking at this trend, he will meet Zhang Lingyu in the semi-finals.

During the meal, Jin Renfeng's family and Wang Jiajia, who was alone, did not see Wang Ye.

"Where's your brother Wang Ye?"

"I don't know, and I don't answer the phone calls." Wang Jiajia tore the steamed buns in distress, and said worriedly: "Xiaohui, do you think Brother Wang Ye is annoying me?"

"This..." Yang Hui didn't know what to say.

"Oh, I know too, but who made Senior Brother Wang Ye so charming."

Wang Jiajia looked nympho, and said: "His eyes full of melancholy, his lazy appearance, it seems that everything is not in his eyes, his gentle words, and his unrestrained personality, he is so fascinating. ..."

"..."

Jin Renfeng had a strange expression, thinking of Wang Ye's excessively indulgent appearance.

Pan An is really in the eye of the beholder.

He also speaks softly, and always feels that Wang Ye is simply too troublesome and perfunctory.

On the other side, Wang is also being hunted down by a group of almost crazy women.

"Stop, you bastard!"

"Beat my Ah Qing and vomit blood, so that we can't continue to see Ah Qing's heroic appearance!"

"You inhuman guy, let my husband vomit blood, do you still have humanity?!"

"Do you know how hard my Ah Qing works?"

"Practice 60 hours a day, and still insist on oil hammer initiation with a high fever of 90 degrees..."

Wang also shouted: "Elder sister, warlocks never practice oil hammer empowerment!"

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't care. My Ah Qing debuted for two and a half years, and he still has time to practice while filming. It's not easy for him, and you still treat him like that. If my Ah Qing devotes himself to cultivation, how can you be an idiot? Qing's opponent..."

"Sister, don't talk nonsense, what the hell!" Wang also felt that he couldn't reason with these people at all.

"In my heart, only Ah Qing can win the championship!"

"Yes, except Ah Yu, no one can compete with Ah Qing for the championship!"

"What Ayu, you little black fan, why are you still thinking about Ayu when you have Ah Qing?!"

After a lot of effort, Wang Ye finally threw them all away in a forest, leaning against a big tree, Wang Ye was completely exhausted, "That Tianzun of Wuliang, these sisters are cultivating What, you have so much energy, you have been chasing me for half a day..."

Seeing that the sky had darkened, the moon did not know when it climbed up.

He just jumped onto a tree, and he leaned against the tree and sat down. Looking at the quiet surroundings, he couldn't help but yawned. The battle during the day was not easy for him, especially for his spirit. The exhaustion of strength, coupled with being chased for a long time, at this time a feeling of sleepiness struck.

"This place is quiet..."

A few minutes later, Wang also fell asleep.

What he didn't know was that at this moment, there was a figure hiding in the dark and watching him silently.

In the middle of the night, Jin Renfeng's cell phone by the bed rang three times.

[Wang Ye: Brother save me!

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