"Do you want to let us intentionally?"

As expected by the people from the Witch Alliance, Zhao Lingjun said on the stone platform when Yin Jingzhi pointed his finger at the disciple of the Seven Star Sect.

"Why, do you think that the people we appear are not powerful enough?" Yin Jingzhi's shamelessness reached a certain point. When Zhao Lingjun spoke, Yin Jingzhi's fingers slightly raised. In this way, Yin Jingzhi's fingers were not aimed at the disciple of the Seven Star Sect, but Huo Yunzi behind the disciple of the Seven Star Sect.

Although Huo Yunzi was burned to bald by Suzaku during the battle, Huo Yunzi's strength is obvious to all.

Huo Yunzi is really as fierce as fire. When he suffered a great loss in Zhuque's hand, Huo Yunzi was so angry that his eyes turned black and spit out a mouthful of blood. However, at this moment, Huo Yunzi seemed to have forgotten that Qinglan, the girl standing on the stage, who was like a little white flower, was also a master of the same level as Zhuque.

"Okay, let me meet you."

So before Zhao Lingjun had time to speak, Huo Yunzi had already jumped onto the stone platform.

"When did there be monks in the Taoist sect? But they look a little familiar. This monk, your mother's surname is noble." When Huo Yunzi jumped up, he wanted to fight Qing Lan for life and death, but as soon as Qing Lan finished speaking, Huo Yunzi was so angry that his eyes turned black and he fainted on the stage.

"Damn, the acting skills are too poor." The people from the Witch Suppression Alliance felt that Huo Yunzi's acting skills were far worse than the first Gao Ri Chuan who appeared on the stage. It was not until after seeing Huo Yunzi's movement for a long time that the Witch Suppression Alliance found that Huo Yunzi had really fainted.

Several disciples from Wangwushan rushed to the stage in a swarm and lifted Huo Yunzi down with all his might.

"We have won two games in a row. If we continue like this, you will lose." After the Wumen easily won two games in a row, Zhao Lingjun still seemed to have not seen the strategy of the Witch Suppression Alliance.

"Our Taoist Xuanmen has always been about taking action." Yin Jing smiled and said to Zhao Lingjun.

Yin Jingzhi made up his mind that if Zhao Lingjun sent out this time, he was a master among the masters, the Witch Suppression Alliance would continue to be cannon fodder.

But before such thoughts disappeared in Yin Jingzhi's mind, everyone in the Swamp Alliance let out a scream.

Although Zhao Lingjun and others were all covered up the magic fluctuations in their daily lives by Pang Taiju, there were many masters proficient in the witch suppression alliance. Although these people did not have the same profound Taoist practice as Gu Xuanbei, it can be seen at a glance that Zhao Lingjun is a master of the three flowers gathering and the five energys confronting the Yuan Dynasty.

However, whether a person's cultivation is high or high or weak, these people can roughly see.

The power of the third person who came on the Wu Sect was as low as nothing.

However, the middle-aged man with a low Taoist power was hung on the waist of these small pots with red light. It was obvious that they were the Wancca pots that had just casted thousands of fire crows. When this middle-aged man came on stage, Zhao Lingjun took out an ancient mirror with green light from his arms and handed it to the middle-aged man.

Although it is not certain whether this ancient mirror with green light is the legendary Qingming Mirror of Maoshan Sect, judging from the blue energy emitted from this mirror that protected Zhao Lingjun just now, this mirror is also a protective weapon.

Just as he saw these things, the head of the Qingcheng Sect, who was scarce in magic weapons, had his eyes clear.

"Let me let you fly to meet you."

Before Yin Jingzhi could speak, the Qingcheng Sect's Shu Daofei had already turned into a white rainbow and flew onto the stone platform.

"Let's go to Xiao Ping." The third person who appeared in the Wu Sect was actually the incompetent disciple Lin Yiren was forced to accept, even Lin Yiren's helpless apprentice, the harsh detective Xiao Ping.

Xiao Ping, who had low magic power and was slightly obese, looked at She Daofei who had flew to the stone platform without any nervous expression, "Who is here?"

"Below is the head of Qingcheng Sect, She Daofei." After Shi Tai stopped, She Daofei held the Baihong Sword in his hand. Looking at Xiao Ping, Zhao Lingjun and others, he said with golden eyes. "If I win the game, all the magic weapons on you will belong to me?";

"This is natural, but if you lose, your magic weapon will belong to me." Xiao Ping looked at Xie Daofei, who was emitting golden light, smiled, and looked at Xie Daofei and said, "How many magic weapons do you have in total? Let's talk about asking Chu first. If you lose, you won't admit it."

"Will I lose to you?" She Daofei laughed, feeling that Xiao Ping was simply telling a joke to him. But after laughing, She Daofei still sacrificed his magic weapons one by one.

"This is the magic weapon, Flying Sword Baihong of our Qingcheng Sect." She Daofei first sacrificed his own flying sword Baihong. She Daofei pinched a magic trick, and the white rainbow in her hand turned into a white light and quickly turned around, flew back to She Daofei's hand.

"This is the Zixia Talisman." The second one of She Daofei sacrificed was a purple jade talisman. After pinching a magic trick, the purple jade talisman in Xie Daofei's hand turned into a purple shield with strange symbols engraved on all sides, and stood in front of Xie Daofei.

This time, She Daofei did not say that this was the magic weapon of the Qingcheng Sect, because this Zixia Talisman, which is similar to Zhao Lingjun's Xibei Green Light Mirror, was contributed by the people from Huashan Sect when they were discussing the matter and used by She Daofei by mistake.

"This is a thunderstorm ring." The last thing that She Daofei showed was a few rings that were worn on She Daofei's hands. "It can add lightning killing to any attack."

As She Daofei said, she waved the flying sword Baihong in her hand with the hand wearing the thunderstorm ring. A golden light flashed on the thunderstorm ring. There were a few golden lightning flying around on the white rainbow sword of She Daofei.

This magic weapon was actually a master from other sects who contributed it to enhance the strength of She Daofei. In the eyes of the people of the Witch Suppression Alliance, a protective weapon and an attack weapon are enough to deal with a master of the Witch Sect.

After showing his three magic weapons, She Daofei was also very confident, so She Daofei said to Xiao Ping. "I only have these three magic weapons. What kind of magic weapons do you have?"

"Your magic weapon is very good." Xiao Ping seemed to be frightened by the three magic weapons of Xie Daofei. He patted several Wanckey pots hanging on his waist with a little guilty conscience, and said, "This is Wanckey pot. You have seen it just now. You can cast Fire Crows all over the sky."

After saying that, Xiao Ping raised the green light mirror that Zhao Lingjun had just handed him, "This is a green light mirror, which can emit a blue qi, which is a protective weapon."

"Green Light Mirror? Isn't it Qingming Mirror? Are there any other magic weapons?" When Xiao Ping paused, Xie Daofei continued to ask with dissatisfaction. "These two kinds of magic weapons?";

"Is this also considered a magic weapon?" Xiao Ping seemed to hesitate for a moment and took out a black thing from his arms.

All the people from the Witch Suppression Alliance were stunned when Xiao Ping took out the thing, but when they saw what Xiao Ping had in his hand, the people from the Witch Suppression Alliance, including Za Daofei standing on the stone platform, almost fainted from laughing.

"A broken pistol is also called a magic weapon?" She Daofei smiled like a twitch. "You are too humorous."

"Why, the gun is so powerful that it can't be considered a magic weapon?" Xiao Ping said to She Daofei.

"Haha." Hearing Xiao Ping's words, She Daofei was even more breathless. "Okay, even if your gun is a magic weapon." After a long time, She Daofei forced himself to hold back his smile, "Do you want to use this gun to deal with me?";

She Daofei thought that after hearing his words, Xiao Ping would tactfully take back the broken gun, because She Daofei felt that Xiao Ping should know that the bullets of the pistol could not penetrate protective magic weapons like Zixia Talisman. But what almost made She Daofei faint was that after hearing his words, Xiao Ping nodded affirmatively.

"Aren't you kidding me?" She Daofei took a deep breath and looked at Xiao Ping with an idiot-like look.

"Why would you take a few shots?" Xiao Ping didn't care about the ridicule and the look of She Daofei in the audience, and said to She Daofei.

"Okay, come on." She Daofei smiled with a laugh. The purple shields on all sides of the purple talisman immediately covered She Daofei tightly. The White Rainbow Sword, which was shining with lightning, floated above She Daofei. "If you think the pistol is useful, you can try two shots." She Daofei said in a sarcastic tone. "I can't fight back, let you shoot two shots first."

"This is what you said." Xiao Ping smiled. "Don't regret it."

"If I regret it, I'll be a turtle bastard." She Daofei laughed. "You shoot quickly."

"Okay." As soon as Xiao Ping's good word was released, everyone saw two balls of fire appearing from Xiao Ping's gun.

Xiao Ping's shooting was so fast that most of the Swallow Suppression Alliance were stunned. But what really surprised everyone in the Swallow Suppression Alliance was that when the gunshots sounded, two huge ancient seals, larger than the Eight Immortals Table, suddenly appeared on the huge rock platform, in front of Xie Daofei. The huge magic fluctuations on the ancient seals covered with strange symbols, as if they were drawing patterns of mountains, rivers, and the huge magic fluctuations in the Swallow Suppression Alliance suddenly changed their faces.
Chapter completed!