Wang Zishan's magic weapon is a hairpin. It seems that nuns always like to make magic weapons lovely.

Although the style is lovely, its power is not simple at all. After the destruction, the sky changes color and the dark clouds cover it. The hairpin directly turns into a dragon. The blue lightning flashes around Wang Zishan, which looks majestic.

An Sudong didn't dare to support him. The banished immortal sword made the strongest attack and divided into three groups to encircle and suppress the dragon. Soon they were fighting together.

A group of friars retreated one after another for fear of being affected. Then they stared at the scene. After a while, the friars in Kunlun Holy Land opened their mouths.

Although the two men who fight each other are hard to separate and seem to be drawn, they can be distinguished by discerning people. An Sudong's expression is relaxed and he is at ease, but Wang Zishan frowns from time to time. The dragon is not as powerful as before. Who is stronger and who is weaker is superior.

"This... How can it be? Elder martial sister Wang is one of the top three experts in Kunlun. Even compared with elder martial brother Meng, she was beaten by the friars in the middle of jiedan. Who is this boy? How can she be so good?"

"It seems that only elder martial brother Meng can suppress this boy. The boy who suddenly emerged has some ability."

"Well, I didn't expect that even elder martial sister Wang couldn't fight. Kunlun was beaten by Penglai holy land. It's something that hasn't happened for thousands of years. I just hope elder martial brother Meng can defeat this boy, otherwise Kunlun is really shameless."

"No matter how powerful the boy is, how can he compare with elder martial brother Mengjiu? When he knows elder martial sister Wang has been defeated by him, he will definitely come to him with his personality. This guy named an Sudong is in trouble!"

"Ha ha, that's right. Who in Kunlun doesn't know elder martial brother Meng's affection for elder martial sister Wang? Let alone beat her. Even if someone looks at elder martial sister Wang more, elder martial brother Meng will beat that person. This boy must be miserable!"

There's a lot of discussion. Wang Zishan can hear it clearly, but he's very angry.

Meng Jiu has been chasing her, but she doesn't like this elder martial brother at all. She only has cultivation in her mind and doesn't know how to be human. It's more painful to be with such a person than to kill her, so she has always been true to each other, but Meng Jiu has been dogged all the time.

Wang Zishan knows that she can't beat an Sudong. She has tried her best, but the other side is still easy to take over. Fortunately, he knows how to pity Xiangyu. He gives up the original attack every time he reaches the key point, and doesn't destroy his own magic weapon. Now she has ten or eight spiritual powers in her body, and it can't last for long. It's better to surrender.

Thinking of this, taking a chance, Wang Zishan jumped out of the circle, "well, I'm not your opponent at all."

Hearing Wang Zishan admit defeat, an Sudong quickly stops. He doesn't want to fight for a long time. If he hurts the other side, it will be more troublesome.

"Oh, my God, elder martial sister Wang is defeated. She'd better admit defeat. This boy is too powerful!"

"This boy is not a good stubble. A friar in jiedan's middle period can force jiedan's later period to admit defeat. I can't believe it if I didn't see it with my own eyes!"

This was the exclamation of the monks from the holy land of Kunlun. As for the monks who survived more than 100, they were very happy.

"Ha ha, elder martial brother an is powerful. There is no pressure to win."

"Yes, you see, elder martial brother an's expression is still so relaxed, it seems that he doesn't care at all. He is really a model of our generation!"

Fan Xi happily went over and said, "don't worry, younger martial sister Wang!"

Wang Zishan looked at him and didn't reply.

Fan Xi smiles, but he has a thick face and still stands beside Wang Zishan.

At this time, a monk in the holy land of Kunlun said, "what's the use of fighting power alone? What elder martial sister Wang is best at is arranging troops, and is she better at this? This time, we are not fighting separately. There are hundreds of monks here. It's no exaggeration to call them the army. If we can fight again, it's no use without intelligence and leadership. I think he should compare with elder martial sister Wang in this aspect, otherwise it's not good to take us to the ditch and wipe out the whole army. "

The monk's words immediately aroused many people's agreement. A group of monks in Kunlun holy land were not willing to accept the leadership of a nobody.

"Then I'll compare the battle with younger martial brother an again to see how the overall planning of younger martial brother an's forces is, how is it?"

Wang Zishan thinks it's not right to think about it. It's a team, and leadership must be comprehensive. She takes a magic weapon out of the storage bag, which starts to expand under her pithy formula.

An Sudong took a casual look and found that this magic weapon was not used for combat, but a rare one. It was dotted with models of characters, including generals, cavalry captains and soldiers. He could choose the number of people at will and attack after arranging troops.

An Sudong thought this magic weapon was quite interesting. He couldn't help trying it.

"We all use the number of 600 people, a general, three valiant captains, 596 soldiers, magic weapons will be combined at will, and then we will deal with it, a total of three games, win more wins, if it is a draw, according to the score above, do you have any opinion, younger martial brother an?"

Wang Zishan stares at an Sudong, only to find that an Sudong focuses on the magic weapon in front of her eyes. Her eyes are very clear, and a ripple flashed in her heart.

"No problem. You can start first. I'll see how it works."

An Sudong raised his head and looked at Wang Zishan with a smile. His eyes were still so clean.

Wang Zishan nodded and began to control the magic weapon.

The characters on the magic weapon constantly changed the array. Wang Zishan also changed the array from the five Yi differentiation array in the first game to the eight trigrams array in the second game. He responded calmly. It was very easy to win in the first game, a little reluctant to win in the second game, and almost won in the third game, but he still lost.

All the friars were dazzled. At last, they all felt a pity. They just looked at Wang Zishan's sweating. We all know that she did her best.

Wang Zishan some chagrin, looking at an Su East, "an younger martial brother, to you."

An Sudong couldn't wait to go on the stage and started the first game.

The first game is relatively simple. It starts with the word long snake array. First, the bow and arrow volley, and then the short battle. The tail of the long snake array comes forward to encircle an Sudong's team. An Sudong divides the army into three parts. One part of the elite goes straight into the middle of the long snake array, cuts off the long snake array after paying a part of the price, and the remaining two teams come together to deal with the separated teams, Instead, we will wipe out the remaining troops and win easily.

In the second game, there was a square array on the opposite side. He put forward his posture and wanted to defend. An Sudong used a goose shaped array, with all the elite in front. No matter how strict his defense was, an Sudong's troops charged directly to tear a hole in the square array, and then did not stop tearing until they reached the opposite side, turning the whole square array into two parts.

In the end, it's still a point attack, easy to win.

The third game was a little difficult. Wang Zishan folded in the third game. At the beginning of the game, other monks began to get nervous.

Wang Zishan has been looking at an Sudong, she found that an Sudong's expression has no change, as if this array for him without any pressure, heart suddenly surprised.

Although this magic weapon is hers, Wang Zishan can only pass the first two innings and the third inning occasionally, because the array is not unchangeable and everyone's array is different.

The array of the third round was more mysterious. Even she could not see what array it was. The soldiers on the weapon were divided into six groups, three big and three small.

There are 150 people in each big group, three small groups, and 50 people in each group. This array is sometimes square, sometimes diamond, and constantly changing forward.