Chapter 1171： Wang Qingshan vs Zhao Richen

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Liu Qinghe was reluctant to lose. One third-order puppet beast said at least 700,000 spirit stones, and two were 1.4 million spirit stones. Coupled with the magic weapon and spirit technique in Wang Qiuming's hands, Liu Qinghe was no match at all. After all, Liu Qinghe was just sent by Zhao Richen to talk about Wang Qiuming's details.

"It's accepted, Fellow Daoist Liu."

Wang Qiuming clasped his fists and said that he was about to fly back to his seat.

Zhao Richen hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute, Daoyou Wang, I also want to discuss with you, I wonder if Daoyou Wang is willing to enlighten me?"

"Zhao Xiaoyou, Wang Xiaoyou has two competitions in a row, and then we will learn from you. It is unfair. You should find someone else to learn from!"

Shen Ruirong said, the Wang family was born in the East Wasteland, but it is currently developing in the South China Sea. Strictly speaking, the Wang family and the Shen family belong to the Nanhai Xiu Xianjie.

Wherever there are people, there are regional disputes, and wherever there are people, there is competition.

"Just let Xiaoyou Wang take a Snow Dew Pill to restore his mana, young man! It's normal to learn from each other. Of course, if Xiaoyou Zhao can't defeat Xiaoyou Wang, others can't challenge Xiaoyou Wang anymore."

Murong Rong opened his mouth and made a round. The Central Plains Cultivation World lost two games in a row, and he couldn't hold his face. Naturally, Murong Rong wanted to speak for Zhao Richen.

This is no longer a competition between Wang Qiuming and Zhao Richen, but a competition between the Central Plains Cultivation Realm and the South Sea Cultivation Realm.

Wang Qiuming looked at Wang Qingshan, who nodded.

"Okay, then let's discuss with fellow Daoist Zhao."

Wang Qiuming agreed, and after consuming a Xuelu Dan given by the Murong family, his slightly pale complexion instantly turned rosy.

"Uncle Qiu Ming, be careful, Zhao Richen is a pure cultivator, proficient in a variety of spiritual arts!"

Wang Tianwen reminded Wang Qiuming through voice transmission.

"Faxiu!"

Wang Qiuming was a little surprised. Few high-level cultivators spend a lot of time cultivating spiritual techniques. A single blow of a spiritual technique is comparable to that of a magic weapon, but a magic weapon can be used once it has been refined. Years, more than ten years, since Wang Qiuming stepped into the world of immortality, it was the first time that he encountered pure dharma cultivation.

At the beginning of the competition, Zhao Richen's body surface lit up with a dazzling yellow light, and the floor under his feet suddenly turned into soft yellow sand.

Wang Qiuming didn't dare to be careless, countless golden lights appeared above his head, and a huge golden circle appeared randomly. The golden circle was spinning rapidly, and a powerful airflow emerged out of thin air.

Zhao Richen raised his right hand and slashed towards Wang Qiuming in the void. With a flash of white light, a white Changhong several meters long shot out and hit Wang Qiuming.

Ding!

With a muffled sound, the white Changhong approached Wang Qiuming ten feet, and was immediately sucked into the golden giant wheel by the powerful airflow, and was shattered by the rapidly spinning golden giant wheel.

The surface of the golden giant wheel froze, and the rotation speed slowed down.

Taking this opportunity, the wind was blowing violently, and countless yellow gravels flew up from the ground. After a swirl, it turned into a yellow sand arrow with a length of a few feet. With a sound of breaking through the air, the dense yellow arrows were directed towards Wang Qiuming. It shot away, and the dense yellow arrows shot at it, covering the sky and the sun, and the momentum was amazing.

Wang Qiuming's tactic was pinched, and the light of the golden giant wheel increased greatly, and the rotation speed more than doubled. The dense yellow arrows flew towards the golden giant wheel, and were smashed by the golden giant wheel and turned into a large piece of yellow fine sand.

With Zhao Richen as the center, the area with a radius of several thousand feet turned into a huge sand pit. Countless yellow gravels flew up, and after a whirl, they turned into two yellow giants with a height of more than ten feet, and the eyebrows of the two yellow giants. After lighting up countless yellow runes, it turned into a stone-like mark.

The psychic yellow turban armored soldier has infinite strength, and is invulnerable to fire and water.

Wang Qiuming released two third-order puppet beasts and rushed towards Zhao Richen. As soon as the two third-order puppet beasts approached Zhao Richen, they fell into a huge sand pit. Countless yellow gravels flew up and turned into dense yellow chains, locking them up. The bodies of two third-order puppet beasts were taken away, they struggled hard, but countless yellow gravels flew up and turned into a huge yellow bowl more than ten feet long, and they were buckled upside down.

Wang Qiuming's brows wrinkled, the magic trick was pinched, and the two golden giant wheels, one virtual and one real, shot towards the two yellow turban soldiers.

Klang-kang-kang!

With the muffled sound of several metal collisions, the golden giant wheel hit the body of the yellow turban armor, leaving only a shallow scar. The two yellow turban armored soldiers moved their arms and smashed towards the two golden circles.

Boom!

The real golden moon wheel was smashed to pieces, and the real golden circle flew out.

Wang Qiuming was startled and planned to take other measures. The sky suddenly darkened, and a yellow mountain with a height of five or six hundred feet suddenly appeared above his head. Before it could fall, a strong gravity attacked from all directions.

Spiritual art mounts Taishan to the top!

If the Nascent Soul cultivator used this technique, the power would be even greater.

Wang Qiuming's face changed, and he wanted to avoid it, but the ground shook, and a strong suction suddenly appeared, pulling him firmly in place, unable to move.

Wang Qiuming's face was flushed red, his legs seemed to be injected with lead, and it was difficult to move a single step, let alone avoid it.

Seeing that the Yellow Mountain was about to smash Wang Qiuming into flesh, the formation covering the ring suddenly dissipated, and a large golden hand more than thirty feet long suddenly appeared, supporting the Yellow Mountain.

"Zhao Xiaoyou won, Wang Xiaoyou has no opinion!"

Murong Rong's tone was calm, the big golden hand shook suddenly, and the yellow mountain suddenly flew high into the sky, directly turning into a large piece of yellow dust, a gust of wind blew, and the yellow dust disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

"I have heard for a long time that Daoyou Wang Qingshan is superb in swordsmanship. I wonder if Daoyou Wang is willing to teach me?"

Zhao Richen looked at Wang Qingshan with frantic eyes. In front of everyone, if he worshipped Wang Qingshan, he would definitely be famous for the Dayan Dynasty.

After hearing this, all the cultivators looked towards Wang Qingshan, Han Yuexin's expression was very complicated.

No matter when and where, Wang Qingshan is the focus of everyone, and she is just an ordinary alchemy cultivator.

"Since fellow Daoist Zhao wants to learn from each other, then Wang will accompany you for a few tricks."

Wang Qingshan's expression remained the same, and he flew to the ring.

At this time, no one cared about the situation of the Hundred Beasts Conference, and their eyes turned to Wang Qingshan.

Zhao Richen defeated Wang Qiuming just now, without using a single magic weapon, relying solely on several powerful spiritual arts.

At the beginning of the competition, Wang Qingshan slashed towards Zhao Richen with his right hand, red light flashed, and a red flying sword wrapped in red flames flew out, with an amazing heat wave, slashing at Zhao Richen.

Wang Qingshan's sword art was pinched, and phantoms of cyan flying swords appeared all over his body. After one blurred, they suddenly turned into flying swords, which seemed to be solid, with thousands of them.