"Senior Brother Wang will win! Will win! Will win!"

"Senior Brother Wang, come on!"

"Senior Brother Wang is invincible!"

At this moment, Wang An's prestige was rising day by day, and after easily defeating a foundation building master, the entire outer gate boiled in an instant, and a crazy shout poured out from the crowd.

In the recent hundred years of Baicaomen's history, there has never been a situation where Qi refining has defeated a Foundation Cultivator, let alone defeating a Foundation Cultivator with a cultivator who has just entered the eleventh layer of Qi Refining.

Wang An broke the blank history of Baicaomen's hundred-year leapfrog challenge, which is a great moment, and he will be recorded in history forever.

"Old Han, your disciple is not simple!" Zhang Xiaotian said to Han Qinsheng with some sourness.

"Haha, good, good ......" Han Qinsheng patted his thigh and laughed.

Han Qinsheng's figure was blurred for a while and he arrived on the arena, caught Wang An without saying anything, and put his right hand directly on Wang An's wrist.

Suddenly suppressed by a person with a powerful aura, Wang An was taken aback, and just wanted to break free, but found that this aura was as heavy as a mountain.

"Apprentice, don't panic, let the teacher take a look. A voice like a spring breeze sounded in his ears, and Han Qinsheng's kind face gradually became clear in the blur.

"Master!" Wang An exclaimed, completely giving up the struggle.

"Haha, you kid is full of blood and aura, it seems that I am worried in vain. Han Qinsheng let go of Wang An's hand and laughed.

"Wait a minute, you have to compete, take this pill, and consolidate your cultivation. Han Qinsheng's hand shook, and a fragrant elixir appeared in his palm.

"If you can, try to be the first, the Lingyan Cave will be of great benefit to you. “

"Thank you, Master!" Wang An was not polite, and directly picked up the pill and took it.

"Haha, it seems that Lao Han is really going to accept apprentices at this time. Jiang Wenhao's words were filled with a little emotion and relief.

"I don't think eight or nine are far from ten, and any of you have seen him in a hurry for so many years. Zhang Xiaotian said firmly.

"Oh my God, Old Ancestor Han! he actually came over. “

"With Senior Brother Wang's achievements, coupled with his alchemy skills, Old Ancestor Han must treat him as a treasure. “

"Brother, what should I do?" Zhao Yi on the sidelines looked at his brother with a panicked expression.

"Hmph, let's go!" Zhao Li's face turned pale, and he walked away directly.

......

After taking the pill, Wang An jumped off the arena.

He knows that he must go all out in the next game, even if he advances now, he is very uncertain if he is against Shangying Piaopiao.

This time, Han Qinsheng was not stingy and gave Wang An a superb Guyuan pill.

After taking the elixir, the two major techniques of the Ancestral Witch Golden Body Technique and the Eight Desolations Heaven-Shaking Technique operated at the same time, and the spiritual energy in the body tumbled, and the spiritual energy in the air vibrated violently, pouring into Wang An's lean body like a cow drinking water.

The elixir in the body turned into a boiling medicinal power, reaching the limbs and veins in the flowing aura.

"The speed at which this aura is absorbed is terrifying, isn't it?" The monks around him were shocked when they saw this, but no one dared to go up and disturb him.

At this moment, Han Qinsheng was looking at Wang An with satisfaction, if there was a person who was not long-sighted to disturb him at this time, there was no doubt that he would be slapped into powder by this Jindan Ancestor.

At this moment, Wang An felt that his whole body was transparent, and his heart was relaxed, and the cultivation that had just been promoted was immediately stabilized under the majestic medicinal power.

......

"Wang An vs. Shadow Piaopiao!" the referee shouted the two names on the arena with a serious face.

looked at the shadow fluttering across from him. Wang An'an was on guard.

Ying Piaopiao was dressed in white, surrounded by white sand, and looked graceful and graceful, but no one could understand what kind of expression the face had under the veil.

Neither of the two took the lead, but they confronted each other quietly, and the aura around the arena began to riot gradually.

"I've seen Senior Sister Ying!" The aura on Wang An's body suddenly erupted like a torrent, and he hugged his fists and directly changed from passive to active.

"Senior Brother Wang, don't be polite, please make a move. Shadow's voice was clear and cold.

"Then you're welcome. After Wang An finished speaking, his figure was blurred for a while, and the next second he appeared directly in front of Ying Piaopiao.

"Everyone knows that I wield a sword, but only that I wield a soft sword, and today is the time to show myself, and it is time to leave the outer gate. Ying Piaopiao muttered, and her body was confused for a while and avoided Wang An's temptation.

"Buzz!"

I saw that Ying Piaopiao's hand shook, and a three-inch small sword appeared in her hand, this sword grew in the wind, reaching about three feet at once, and the sword body was engraved with strange runes, and the body exuded a majestic aura.

"Go!" Ying Piaopiao pinched the magic trick, raised his arm, and the flying sword suddenly appeared in front of Wang An's forehead in a blur, and Wang An's face was shocked.

A sacred, wild, and heavy aura full of explosive battle intent rose up on Wang An's body, and the Ground Breaking Fist instantly slammed into the sword's body.

Rumble!

The fist and sword were fiercely intertwined, and the heavy palm shadow that Wang An's land opening technique evolved directly collapsed, and the shadow fluttering spirit sword shook slightly, and Wang An's hand was bleeding like a torrent of blood in an instant, and then the spirit sword turned into a white light and levitated in front of Ying Piaopiao.

"Imperial swordsmanship, medium-grade spiritual weapons. The yellow halo on Wang An's body flowed for a while, and the wounds on his hands healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Senior Brother Wang really has a vision!" Ying Piaopiao looked at Wang An's terrifying recovery ability with some surprise.

After speaking, Ying Piaopiao waved his hand, and the spirit sword rushed towards Wang An with the breath of death.

A cold light flashed in Wang An's eyes, and he used his trick to fight with Ying Piaopiao; The monk in the early stage of Qi refining couldn't see the battle between the two at all.

Although Ying Piaopiao can frequently injure Wang An with his swordsmanship and medium-grade spiritual weapons, under the self-healing power of Wang An's metamorphosis, this basically did not cause substantial damage to Wang An.

"Looks like I'm underestimating you. Shadow Piaopiao stepped directly on the spirit sword, suspended in the air.

As soon as the words fell, a sky-high sword intent appeared on Ying Piaopiao's body, and her whole person seemed to have turned into a sharp sword that came out of its sheath.

"Ah, born with a sword body!" This time, Han Qinsheng in the stands saw the fluttering appearance of the shadow, and directly exclaimed.

"Haha, I really didn't expect it. There are too many surprises this year, born with a sword body, looking at this sky-high sword intent, it seems that this woman should also comprehend the sword intent. ”

The sword intent became more and more intense, and the shadow fluttered as if surrounded by the swirling sword shadows of the ten thousand paths.

"Go!" Ying Piaojiao shouted, ten thousand swords returned to one, and the heavy sword shadows turned into ordinary three-foot Qingfeng and came straight to Wang An.

The sword squeaked like a dragon rubbing violently in the air, and before the sword arrived, the cold air penetrated the bones.

Wang An's face was shocked, the aura on his body skyrocketed, and he threw countless punches in a very short period of time, and the waves in the air were endless.

His whole person was shrouded in the shadow of the fist in the sky, and finally the shadow of the fist turned into two fists with the vicissitudes of life, and the fists slammed into the flying sword with the momentum of opening the world.