In the first game of the third round, Yang Feng vs. Youyun’s magic weapon is a mousse fight.

When Yang Feng saw this magic weapon, he remembered the mysterious brush of the King of Man Daojun.

"Youyun has met fellow Taoists, so please show mercy."

After You Yun took out the Mo Dou, he did not attack immediately, but bowed and clasped his fists at Yang Feng.

As long as no one who came to Tianwaitian earlier did not know the strength of Yang Feng and the leader of the Holy Sect, You Yun naturally knew that although he felt that he was not Yang Feng's opponent, if he did not compete in this place, he would be really unwilling to accept it.

If you defeat Yang Feng, you will go directly to the top three.

Yang Feng nodded and sacrificed the Immortal Divine Sword and said, "Go on!"

"Good sword!"

After Yang Feng sacrificed the Immortal Sword, his capillary eyes lit up when he watched the battle.

Jing Qian, who was standing next to the cape, asked with a smile: "Why do you say this is a good sword? This is obviously just a top-grade artifact."

Mao Xi looked at him coldly and said, "What are you? Are you qualified to talk to me? But he has just practiced a path."

Jing Qian's face turned cold. He wanted to make friends because he saw that Mao Xiao was too strong. He didn't expect that there would be such a person.

What a cultivator emphasizes is how to not offend people without any entanglement of interests. This capricious person is too arrogant. He only asked a question and was so humiliated.

While the two talked, Yang Feng and Youyun had already had a fight.

Youyun's ink bucket kept drawing ink lines, each of which directly cuts the space and has nothing to do with the surroundings.

But Yang Feng's sword patterns blocked the cut spaces without any haste, and finally formed pieces of sword patterns.

The Taoist rhyme rolls on the stage, and it looks much more exciting than the top ten and top five.

Only Youyun knew in his heart that he was not only not Yang Feng's opponent, but also far from him.

He did not take out his killer move, but judging from Yang Feng's appearance, he probably didn't even take out one-third of his strength.

If you continue to fight, it would be a humiliation.

Thinking of this, Youyun's ink dou ink lines suddenly gathered, forming a large ink domain.

He wants to withdraw from the battle circle and then admit defeat.

At the moment when his ink domain was formed, Youyun felt the ubiquitous sword pattern disappear.

Even if he does not form a domain of ink, he can still retreat calmly.

Youyun's face was flushed. He knew that if Yang Feng wanted to kill him, he would probably not be able to fight with the other party for so long, and he would have lost a long time ago.

This is when Yang Feng knew that he was going to retreat, so he took the initiative to stop the attack.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Yang, for showing mercy. I lost this battle."

After You Yun finished speaking, he quickly withdrew from the competition stage.

At this time, he admired Lynch and took the initiative to admit defeat, which was more respectful than a fight now.

"Yang Fengsheng in the first round of the third round, and the second battle will be played against Jing Qian by Ren Wang Daojun."

As Wangshan Daojun announced the start of the second battle, Renwang Daojun and Jing Qian were already standing in the middle of the stage.

Jing Qian was insulted by the capillary just now, and his face was still a little ugly.

At this time, he had no good expression when facing the king of man.

"Are you thinking of defeating me and then teaching that feces a lesson?"

The king of man looked at Jing Qian and said with a smile. He was listening to the conversation between Jing Qian and Mao Xiao just now.

"You're right. If you admit defeat, you'll lose some strength."

Jing Qian had recovered from his calmness when he heard the words of the King of Renwang.

After many years, the people who talk to him were very respectful. When he arrived here, he suddenly realized that a person who did not take him seriously had a little unbalanced mentality.

He should remember that he was respected, that was in the Yuan Realm.

This is the heaven outside the sky, gathering the peerless powerful people from this universe.

Since everyone is a peerless strong man, why are he insulted by others? He wants to be unbalanced in his mentality?

Jing Qian took a breath, his mentality completely adjusted, and even his mood had a slight increase.

Jing Qian sighed, not being happy about it, but was a little disappointed that he could not achieve absolute fame and disgrace.

"Yes, your mentality is adjusted very quickly. You can figure it out so quickly. It seems that you no longer care about what happened just now. No wonder you have achieved such a success. But what I want to tell you is that you and the capillary thoughts are wrong." The king of man said slowly.

Jing Qian looked at Renwang Daojun in confusion. He knew that Renwang Daojun was very strong, but he didn't understand what Renwang Daojun meant.

The king of the man said lightly, "In fact, the capillary does not despise you, but rather attaches great importance to you. He said what you are, but wants to move your state of mind. Although you let go of the anger just now, you still long to kill the capillary in your heart and give up the breath just now."

"You mean, the reason why Mao Xiao said that just now was to interfere with my state of mind, make me eager to kill him and then be taken advantage of by him?"

After Jing Qian asked this, he knew that the king of the king was right, and that this was the idea.

The king of Renwang nodded, "Actually, Mao Xiao probably regards you as the strongest opponent, so when you ask, he tear a crack in your mood. And you no longer care about this matter on the surface, and this trace is still there."

"That's my fault, the capillary was successful." Jing Qian replied calmly.

The king of the people shook his head, "He read it wrong. In fact, his strongest opponent is not you."

"You said you will face off against Mao Xiao in the last match?"

After asking this question, Jing Qian surrounded his body and a huge mirror appeared above his head.

The long pen in the hand of the king of the man explored, and waves of Daoyi waves were drawn, but he said, "It's not me... You can take a look at my strokes of spring and autumn..."

The king of the human king and Taoist ruled it with one stroke. Rather than saying that the four seasons of space begin to change, various Taoist rules change drastically.

Yang Feng had seen Renwang Daojun and Mo Zhou take action, but he still didn't know that Renwang Daojun had this trick.

This sharp change in attribute rules is the most irresistible.

However, Yang Feng felt that this method was not very useful to him. He had all the spiritual roots at attributes and practiced various rules and Taoist rhymes.

Even if the rules and rules of the Daojun's magical power space change rapidly, it will not affect him.

Jing Qian didn't care too, and the huge mirror turned into an illusory space, which instantly obscured the stage where the two of them were fighting.

At this time, the bystanders, including Yang Feng, could only see the constant changes in the middle of the stage with various Taoist rhyme rules.

It was still extremely hot before, but it was cold after a while.

Various rules of Taoist rhyme collided in the changing space in the middle of the stage, and rhyme ripples swelled up on the stage.

Although they didn't know the situation of the two, the people watching the game were all secretly shocked.

However, the stage does not allow spiritual consciousness to penetrate, so they can only view it with their own eyes. Everyone does not know who has the upper hand in the middle of this rhyme impact.

Yang Feng's eyes moved away from the battle circle in the middle of the stage, and glanced at Cape. He happened to see Cape shook his head. Obviously, he was not very satisfied with the competition.

Yang Feng's heart moved. Could it be that this fine can clearly see the battle between the two?

Even if he stood on the stage, he could only vaguely realize that the king of the human king had a slight advantage through this kind of fluctuation of the Taoist rhyme.

If capillaries can see through this situation with the naked eye, it means that he has a kind of Taoist pupil magical power.

In this way, the third round of bye may also be the result of his seeing through the lottery.

"boom!"

A more violent explosion interrupted Yang Feng's thoughts.

A huge word "六" almost covers the entire stage space. The word "六" has an imperial aura, like the sky of the universe, imprisoning Jing Qian's huge mirror.

The obstacles to the Taoist rhyme in the middle of the stage have disappeared, and only the king of man Daojun and Jing Qian stood in confrontation.

The only difference is that Jing Qian's mirror is confined by a word "meaning" written by Wang Daojun.

"boom!"

After the two of them confronted each other for less than three breaths, a violent roar broke out in the confined mirror.

Then the huge mirror soared into the sky and broke free from the word "生".

After this giant mirror broke free, the word "message" also disappeared.

There was a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of Jing Qian's mouth. He did not wipe the blood, nor did he continue to do it. Instead, he looked at the king of kings and said, "It seems you are right. I lost this battle."

The king of the king of the people was not proud at all, and put away his long pen and said, "I have more experience than you."

Jing Qian nodded and turned around and walked out of the stage.

What he said just now meant that the reason he lost was not because of his lack of strength.

But as the king of man said, his experience is not as strong as the king of man of man.

Wangshan Daojun came to the stage again, nodded to the king Daojun, and then said to everyone, "The first three have been decided. We will continue to draw lots and then carry out the fourth round of battle..."

The king of the man raised his hand to stop Wangshan Daojun's words, "No need to draw lots, because whether or not I draw lots or not, I and Yang will not take the bye. The one who takes the bye must be the other one. Yang Feng and I are friends and don't want to play. Since that's the case, it's better for me to recognize the third one."

When Yang Feng heard the words of Renwang Daojun, he knew who Renwang Daojun recognized Mao Xiao. At the same time, Renwang Daojun's words also showed that Cape could see through the restricted ball signing.

Wangshan Daojun was also helpless. He understood the words of the King Daojun, but unfortunately, he could not stop this from happening.
To be continued...