"Hongfu Nu, are you sure that your senior brother can defeat the Dark One," Jin Manying asked in disbelief.

"Don't worry, you will definitely win," Lian Nishang said so, but she was also a little worried. After all, she also knew the strength of the Dark One.

"You know, the Dark One has never lost the same level of cultivation, and they all won more easily." Jin Manying was still skeptical.

"The senior brother defeated the monks in the late stage of foundation building," Lian Nishang said calmly, shocking Jin Manying and the other two.

"Cough cough, cough cough, the Dark man has also challenged the monks in the late stage of foundation building, and has won several games," a moment later, the sick man said with a cough.

"If you ask for insurance, you can see my senior brother's methods first." Lian Nishang calmly spoke, then reached out and signaled the waiter to come over.

"I believe in Sister Hong", Lingshan spoke.

"Senior, are you placing a bet?" the waiter asked respectfully.

"Thirteen thousand spirit stones, all of them are poisonous and stinging," Lian Nishang said.

"Thirteen thousand spirit stones are in danger of poisonous stings?" The waiter was slightly surprised, but confirmed calmly.

“It’s right”

Immediately, the waiter collected the spirit stone, made records, and handed over a jade slip to Lian Nishang.

Seeing that Lian Nishang was able to take out 130,000 spirit stones, the three were very surprised. Through the transmission of the voice, they learned that the 100,000 spirit stones were betting on his senior brother, so they were slightly relieved. They were surprised by his senior brother. After all, the 100,000 spirit stones are not a small number.

"I'll also stake Poisonous Stings, 20,000 Spirit Stones," Lingshan said and handed the waiter a storage bag.

After a little hesitation, the sick young master also took out a storage bag: "I bet the poisonous stinger, 30,000 spirit stones."

"I'll also sting the poisonous stinger, 80,000 spirit stones." Jin Manying gritted her teeth and took out a storage bag.

"You little old man actually have so many spirit stones?" The three of them were shocked, with an incredible expression.

"This is all my savings."

“Is it so profitable to open a store?”

"Opening a store depends on your eyesight. You can't earn much spirit stones when buying and selling ordinary items."

"You have bet on all your wealth, aren't you worried that Senior Brother Poisonous Sword will lose?" Ling Shan said with a smile.

"Don't scare me," Jin Manying said deliberately touching her chest. After all, she had already been bet at this time, and it was useless to regret it.

"Besides, Senior Brother Poisonous Thorn has bet all 100,000 spirit stones. I believe he is sure," Jin Manying continued.

"By the way, Sister Hong, why did Senior Brother give the name Poison Sting? Are you good at using Poison?" Ling Shan asked curiously.

"Uh, to be honest, I have never seen my senior brother use poison," Lian Nishang said a little embarrassedly.

"Will the senior brother worry about exposing his identity and concealing the means?" the three of them said worriedly.

"I think I will change some methods, but I will do my best. After all, I am facing the dark man. You must know that even the monks who have lost to him have no time to admit defeat," Lian Nishang comforted, but was also a little worried, looking at the entrance on the ring.

"Fellow Daoist Red, have you told the Dark Man about the Dark Man?"

"I didn't have time to say it," Lian Nishang sighed softly.

"Uh", the three of them felt even colder when they heard this.

"Please come on the stage with the Dark and the Stinger", a loud voice rang out.

"Darkman"

"Darkman"

"Darkman"

...

Many monks were in high spirits and stood up one after another, shouting the name of the Dark.

"Poisonous sting, Poisonous sting, Poisonous sting", Lingshan shouted loudly, trying to cheer the Poisonous sting, but a person's voice was too small and was suppressed by the cultivators.

"You guys cheer up your senior brother," Lingshan said to Jin Manying and the other two in anger.

"Don't worry, I believe in senior brother." Seeing that the three of them looked bad, Lian Nishang pretended to be relaxed, but she was also full of worry. After all, she had seen the Dark One's methods and knew that if she was defeated, she would definitely be killed by the Dark One. She really didn't expect to meet the Dark One for the first time.

Lian Nishang now regrets not introducing the basic situation of these mid-stage foundation-building monks who participated in the fierce battle.

Yun Yifei walked onto the ring calmly and listened to the tsunami of the surrounding mountains and seas, "It seems that this dark man is a bit famous."

Even so, he didn't care, but he didn't dare to be careless.

"The competition begins"

There was no too much speech, because the rules of the trial field had already been made clear.

"call"

The dark man suddenly became powerful, and a thick soul-devouring flag was sacrificed and floated in front of him. Black fog spread out and spread rapidly.

"It's indeed from the Soul Refining Sect." Yun Yifei was a little happy, but at this time the Dark Man's methods were somewhat different from those of the Soul Refining Sect cultivators I met before. The thick black fog did not condense into a monster, but just spread rapidly, and instantly filled the entire arena, which naturally made him submerged it.

Yun Yifei's body strength was able to withstand the attacks of magic weapons, so he was naturally not afraid, but to be on the safe side, he still thought about it and sacrificed the gourd fan magic weapon. A light yellow shield was formed, covering him inside and blocking the black fog.

At the same time, a slight wave flashed in front of Yun Yifei, but in just a moment, it disappeared out of thin air in the next moment.

The black fog surged and squeezed towards where Yun Yifei was, but the defense shield released by the gourd fan was as solid as a rock. It only swayed slightly in the face of the thick black fog, far from reaching the level of breaking.

Even so, a large amount of black mist was accumulated on the shield at this time, forcing Yun Yifei to increase the output of his spiritual consciousness and spiritual power to maintain the gourd fan magic weapon. Moreover, he also found that the spiritual consciousness was greatly suppressed in the black mist and could not spread far, so naturally, the traces of the Dark One could not be found by his spiritual consciousness.

"Breaking the Eyes"

Yun Yifei's spiritual sense surged, and the Breaking Pupil was activated. Everything in front of him became clear. Through his eyes, he found that the dark man was still standing in place.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Three sounds of breaking through the air sounded almost at the same time. Three magic weapons were sacrificed by the Dark Man and floated in front of him. There was a bone knife, a silver spear, and a strange-shaped sword, attacking Yun Yifei from the left, right and center, with a fast speed that flashed away.

Although the three magic weapons were fast, Yun Yifei could see clearly. With a thought, a long sword magic weapon shot out and intercepted it faster.

"when"

"when"

"when"

Three crisp metal impact sounds, and the three magic weapons of the Dark are blocked by long swords one after another.

Although Yun Yifei only controlled a long sword, his full-strength attack was naturally not to underestimate his power. Moreover, he also practiced his sword skills to perfection in the space of the Wanling Cauldron, so he was able to use three methods in succession.

The instrument is knocked and flew away.

"Huh", the Dark Man saw this, obviously he didn't expect the other party to fight back. After all, the spiritual consciousness cannot extend far in the black fog. He has always used this method to kill many monks. This is the first time that he has encountered this situation among the same level.

"Hmph", the Dark Snorted coldly, and three magic weapons roared out, immediately attacking where Yun Yifei was.

"Dingdang, Dingdang, Dingdang..."

In an instant, the sound of metal hitting one after another, endlessly.

When Yun Yifei's figure was submerged in the dark fog of the Dark One, the monks in the stands were excited and shouting like tsunamis, because in the past, the winner would be decided soon after this situation, and naturally the Dark One would kill the other party.

There were also a small number of monks sighing and were not in high spirits. Naturally, they were the people who were Ai Yun Yifeisheng, including Lian Nishang and four others.

"Fellow Daoist Hong, what's going on?" Jin Manying looked a little anxious.

Lian Nishang didn't know what was going on. It would be understandable if he lost for a moment of fierce fighting, but she was defeated without seeing Senior Brother Yun take action, which made her very confused. At the same time, she was also very worried about Senior Brother Yun, and she didn't know how to explain to Jin Manying and the other two.

"No, the Darker did not win." A moment later, Lingshan shouted in surprise when Lian Nishang was upset.

Lian Nishang hurriedly looked at the ring. Although there was a transparent shield blocking it and although it was filled with thick black fog, it could not stop the crisp sound of metal impact. It was obvious that there was still fierce fighting inside.

The Dark Man's surprise became increasingly greater. He thought that his spiritual sense was a little stronger than ordinary monks of the same level. Even if he controlled four magic weapons together, it would not affect its power, but he could not break through the opponent's long sword's blocking attack. This was the first time he encountered this situation, and he was even unable to start than when facing a monk in the late stage of foundation building.

Yun Yifei also had a scheming in his mind. He only defended and did not attack at this time and did not want to show off. Although he was confident that he could win, he had to pretend to have been fighting fiercely for a long time.

The long sword roared, the sword light was everywhere, flexible and powerful, making the three magic weapons of the Dark Man unable to approach Yun Yifei. As for the rich black fog, he didn't care. Even though it put pressure on the defensive shield, he could deal with it.

"snort"

About a quarter of an hour later, the dark man saw that he could not make achievements, and his spiritual sense and spiritual power surged out wildly. The black mist in front of him surged up and also rushed straight towards where Yun Yifei was. Not only that, all the black mist squeezed towards Yun Yifei.

"Dangdangdang..."

Despite this, the long sword magic weapon seemed to be unaffected at all, and was still used to be magical, intercepting the attacks of the three magic weapons.

"Fellow Daoist Red, Senior Brother Poisonous Stinger is indeed extraordinary." At this time, Yun Yifei was shrouded in black mist that was compressed to the extreme, allowing the monks to see the fierce battle between the long sword and the three magic weapons. Ling Shan couldn't help but shout excitedly.

Lian Nishang felt a little relieved when she saw this, but she still looked worried. After all, Yun Yifei's condition seemed to be not very good.

"It seems that time is almost done," Yun Yifei murmured to himself, his spiritual sense surged, and the slight fluctuations that had disappeared before him appeared out of thin air not far away around the Darker, as if they were always dormant there.

"Hmm?" The Darkman looked aside in confusion, but the slight fluctuation just flashed and passed through his chest.
Chapter completed!