A sensation of paralysis spread from his chest to his whole body. The spiritual power seemed to be no longer own under the sensation of paralysis and could not be controlled by the Dark.

The Dark Man was shocked and naturally knew that he had been poisoned. He quickly used his spiritual power to resist the spread of the numbness. At the same time, he sacrificed a defensive shield at the fastest speed to protect himself in order to prevent him from being attacked again.

The slight spiritual power fluctuation that could not be defended did not appear again, which made the Dark man feel a little relieved and tried his best to drive away the still-expanding numbness.

"Dangdangdang"

Yun Yifei controlled the long sword magic weapon to slash out three sword lights one after another, easily attacking the Dark One's three magic weapons from its control.

It is naturally because the Dark Man has devoted most of his energy to resist the spread of paralysis in his body.

"What's going on with the Dark?"

"Yes, haven't you always gained the upper hand? Why did the three magic weapons be knocked away so easily?"

"The Darker doesn't look like it's in a good situation."

...

Many monks watching the battle were talking about it, and most monks did not want the Dark to lose, naturally because they all bet on the Dark to win. If the Dark to lose, they would lose a large amount of spirit stones.

Of course, a small number of monks were very surprised, so they naturally bet on Yun Yifei's victory. The happiest ones were naturally Lian Nishang and the other four, because they bet the most, while the other monks mainly because the odds of the stinger were particularly high, and they only bet on tentative bets, but they all bet on not too many spirit stones.

"Senior Brother Thorn is really amazing," Jin Manying slapped her thigh excitedly.

"Senior brother looks like he can definitely win," Lingshan was also very happy.

"How did Senior Brother Thorn do it?" The sick young master muttered in confusion.

Lian Nishang finally felt relieved. The pressure she had been under before was quite great.

The doubts of the sick young master were also the doubts of Lian Nishang and others, and even more so the doubts of the monks of the audience.

"Swoosh"

"when"

Yun Yifei stopped holding back his hands, and the long sword whistled out, slashing hard at the dark man who was shaking his body.

At this time, a burly spiritual corpse protected the Dark Man and faced the long sword magic weapon that was slashing down with her body. At the same time, all the black fog that enveloped Yun Yifei's body quickly retreated and enveloped the Dark Man.

After a little blocked the long sword magic weapon, it cut off one of the arm of the spirit corpse.

The monks were shocked.

The Dark Man was also shocked because the body of a spiritual corpse is different from that of a monk. After the spiritual corpse is sacrificed and refined, its body strength is no less than that of a magic weapon. The long sword can cut off his arm with one blow, which shows how powerful it is.

Whoosh swosh swosh

Bang bang bang

The long sword and magic weapon attacked repeatedly, but the time was not long, and the spiritual corpse was incomplete and turned into broken limbs and broken arms all over the ground.

Tear

The huge flag of the Soul-Devouring Flag extended, wrapping the attacking long sword, but after a burst of turbulence, a large hole was torn open on the black flag, and the long sword magic weapon roared out and continued to chop down at the Dark One.

The long sword slashed heavily on the defensive magic weapon in front of the Dark Man. The shield flew out from a distance with a violent swaying, breaking away from the Dark Man's spiritual control.

"I, I admit defeat." Seeing the sword and magic weapon roaring, dark

The black man said quickly.

But at this time, the long sword had already arrived. The dark man was slow to speak because of the numbness spreading rapidly. When he was worried that the other party would not be able to stop in time, he saw the long sword magic weapon slightly change direction, and passed by his waist, taking away his storage bag. Although he felt distressed, he didn't care. As long as his life was there, there would still be resources.

Because the rich black fog surrounding the Darker at this time had not yet dissipated, the monks of the spectators did not see the long sword magic weapon sweeping away the Darker's storage bag, but they clearly heard the Darker admit defeat.

"Why"

"What's going on?"

"Why did the Darks suddenly admit defeat?"

"It's not a fake punch, right?" a monk said without hesitation.

"Be careful, fellow Taoist," the monk next to him quickly persuaded.

...

Because the Darks admit defeat, most monks looked dissatisfied and decadent, but it was useless. This situation often happens in the trial field.

A small number of monks were naturally ecstatic, including Lian Nishang and others.

"Sthorn wins".

After the presiding monk announced loudly, Yun Yifei put away the gourd fan magic weapon, recalled the long sword magic weapon, and his spiritual consciousness moved slightly. A transparent fine needle like cow hair floated in front of him, and he quickly put it into the Qiankun bag, and also put away several magic weapons sacrificed by the Dark Man.

This thin needle is the magic weapon used by Yun Yifei, and the Dark was poisoned because of this needle. This thin needle was refined with the tail needle of the jade bee queen given by Bai Jingyu. It was named the shadowless needle. It looks transparent and can be said to be unpredictable when used.

Yun Yifei glanced at the dark man who was sitting cross-legged and forced the poison to the death with all his might, and walked off the ring with expressionless face. He knew that the venom of the Jade Spirit Bee in the Shadowless Needle was not so easy to remove, and at the same time he was thinking about how to increase the toxicity of the Shadowless Needle.

"puff"

As soon as Yun Yifei walked off the ring, the Dark One couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and fell on the ring. The presiding monk hurriedly stepped forward to check and found that he had lost his breath. He quickly called the waiter to lift him down, but it was obviously beyond help.

"Senior Brother, you made me so worried." Yun Yifei put on a hat and returned to Lian Nishang and others. Lian Nishang's voice came into his ears.

"Don't worry, they are not opponents."

"Senior brother, I really didn't expect you to have such ability," Lingshan came over and said.

"Not worth mentioning", Yun Yifei waved his hand.

"Senior Brother, this is what you bet with your spirit stones." Lian Nishang handed over a storage bag. After Yun Yifei won, they went to the backstage to collect the spirit stones.

Because the odds of betting on Yun Yifei are high, the few people gained a lot, and they all looked happy.

"The Dark Man died of poisoning." At this time, the monk who presided over walked onto the ring and announced.

"Ah, no, no"

"How come he was poisoned if I didn't see him?"

"It seems that it is not a test field control competition."

"Of course not, the Darks are all dead."

...

This news caused many monks to discuss, but all of them were doubts and surprises.

"The two sides in the next competition start to match."

After a moment, the monks in charge continued to say, and the monks calmed down one after another, staring at the rolling names on the jade bi. The fluctuations caused by the death of the Dark One stopped like this. Yun Yifei felt relieved when he saw this.

"Senior Brother, how did you do it?" Lingshan asked in a low voice.

This method of inquiring about monks is very impolite, but Yun Yifei didn't mind, just smiled slightly and said mysteriously: "Keep confidential."

"Senior Brother, can you sell me the Dark Man's magic weapon you have harvested?" Jin Manying changed the topic.

"Of course," Yun Yifei agreed without hesitation. After all, he couldn't use these magic weapons. Then he took out four magic weapons, which were naturally three attack magic weapons and one defensive magic weapon that the Dark Man had just used. As for the soul-devouring flag, it was destroyed and he threw it on the ring with disgust.

"Two top magic weapons, one advanced magic weapon..." Jin Manying checked it and then paid Yun Yifei Lingshi at the market price.

Yun Yifei was also quite satisfied. After all, he knew the market price of magic weapons, and he didn't need these magic weapons, because there were many magic weapons in his Qiankun bag, which he refined by himself.

"Fellow Daoist Jin is for the store business?" Yun Yifei continued to ask after thinking about it.

"Natural", Jin Manying answered truthfully.

"Senior brother has anything you don't need to sell to fellow Daoist Jin. He charges everything, and I believe the price will not make the senior brother suffer a loss," Lian Nishang said immediately.

"Youyouyou, Fellow Daoist Hong is close to his senior brother, but there is nothing wrong with it. We are all our own people, so we will naturally not suffer any loss in terms of price," said Jin Manying.

"I really have some items to be sold, please see Fellow Daoist Jin," Yun Yifei said, then took out a storage bag and handed it to Jin Manying.

"This, this, all of these are needed for sale?" Jin Manying's spiritual sense penetrated into the storage bag. After seeing the things inside, he said in surprise. His words were a little bumpy when he was shocked.

"Not all".

"I said, there are so many magical instruments that you must keep a few pieces." Jin Manying felt a little relieved. The number of magical instruments inside him was shocked. Even if the other party left a few pieces, there were still many.

"Fellow Daoist Jin misunderstood that all the magic weapons in the storage bag were to be sold to fellow Daoist, but they were not all of me. I was worried that fellow Daoist would not be able to eat them," Yun Yifei continued.

"really?"

"Of course," Yun Yifei smiled slightly.

"Senior brother, I'll calculate the price for you." Jin Manying looked excited, and then a light golden sword appeared in her hand, with strong spiritual power fluctuations.

"Good Sword", the sick young man next to him had his eyes lit up.

"This is a top magic weapon, metallic..." Jin Manying said after checking, then put away the long sword, and immediately another silver spear as crystal as jade appeared in his hand and checked it in detail.

In this way, a magic weapon appeared in Jin Manying's hand from time to time. After a detailed inspection, she put it away, and then another magic weapon appeared again. Moreover, the grades of these magic weapons are not low, either high-level magic weapons or top-level magic weapons.

Lian Nishang and the other two were becoming more and more surprised when they saw this, because Jin Manying took out too many magic weapons in succession. In the past half an hour, they kept checking dozens of magic weapons.

"Senior Brother Poisonous Sting, I only have tens of thousands of spirit stones, and I'm afraid I can't buy all these magic weapons." Jin Manying calmed down his excitement and said a little regretfully.

Although the price of high-level magic weapons is not too high, the price of top-level magic weapons is dozens or even hundreds of times higher than that of high-level magic weapons. There are dozens of magic weapons here, and these hundreds of thousands of spirit stones are definitely not enough.

"It's okay, just choose which magic weapon you need," Yun Yifei said indifferently.

Jin Manying was like a phobia of choice, and wanted to choose any magic weapon. She had to worry about for about a quarter of an hour before she finished choosing. The Diseased Young Master and others also chose one or two magic weapons from it for their own use.
Chapter completed!