The two looked at each other, and then Zhu Mingtong said, "He has a white hair accessories around his waist, which looks very delicate and beautiful. In fact, it is a white fox. It is better to say that this white fox master actually defeated the blue-shirt swordsman with more than less."

"Ah, he actually carries a white fox spirit?" Lan Long didn't expect that the magic weapon of the White Fox Young Master was actually an exquisite white-haired belt hanging around his waist.

"This White Fox Young Master is really cunning. He wore the white-haired belt turned into by the White Fox Spirit. Who would notice that his belt was on it? The blue-shirt swordsman had a great advantage just now, but he was defeated by the White Fox Young Master." Zhu Mingtong said with extremely sharp eyes.

"Strange, isn't this White Fox Young Master a foul? This is a treasure-fighting conference. He brought someone to the stage. Although there was no explicit regulation at the conference that he could not bring fairies, it would be a bit despicable to use more to win less." The concubine asked.

"In fact, there is no rule for the Treasure Conference. It is called the Treasure Conference, but it is actually a display of strength. The sharp sword in the hand is a magic weapon, and the accessories at the waist are also a kind of magic weapon, even if it is transformed by a fairy.

Moreover, there seem to be many people in the stands who have not seen clearly how the White Fox Young Master defeated the Blue-Shirted Swordsman. After all, a truly powerful magic weapon will not be displayed in the eyes of the world, and it is no different from exposing his own fatal holes." Lin Wanshan said.

Everyone also understood that after all, the magic weapon of the cultivator is the biggest trump card and the ultimate weapon to turn over.

Soon, the White Fox Young Master defeated another opponent. This time the opponent was a man holding a Xiaoyao fan. At first, the man pressed step by step like the blue-shirted swordsman. When he obviously gained the advantage, he was suddenly knocked out by several rays of green light flying out of the White Fox Young Master.

"Elder Changming, he committed a foul!" The man holding the Xiaoyao fan climbed up from the ground unwillingly, and immediately pointed at the White Fox and shouted at Elder Changming next to the field.

"Young Master Bai Fox, win!" Elder Changming didn't even raise his eyelids and slowly spit out the winner's name.

The man with Xiaoyao fan was not willing to give up. Just as he was about to step onto the ring to reveal the true face of the White Fox Young Master, a magnificent shock wave fell in the sky. The man had just gotten up and was bombarded again, and his body flew back dozens of meters and directly hit the wall...

This scene was in an uproar!

Everyone looked up at the sky in shock, but no matter how they looked, they didn't see the person who had just taken action.

"Continue!" Elder Changming said expressionlessly.

The third challenger comes on stage. If the White Fox Master continues to win, he will have won three consecutive games. The three consecutive games will be a very impressive record in the world of casual cultivators. Even if the White Fox Master loses next, he will probably be known to everyone in the world of casual cultivators and become famous.

Luo Jun looked at the sky in shock in the stands, and Zhu Mingtong was the same. Neither of his eyes was on the martial arts field.

The terrible attack descended from the sky just now made Zhu Mingtong and Luo Jun feel a palpitations.

"The person who took action should be the one who sent a message to Qianli just now. I'm afraid his strength is above Xuanxian." Luo Jun said with a horror face.

"No, at least the level of the Immortal Lord, and the white-bearded Elder Changming should also be at the level of the Immortal Lord, and a real master in the entire Ten Thousand Gods Palace group." Zhu Mingtong whispered.

"By the way, who is the master of the Ten Thousand Gods Palace? Is a housekeeper so scary?" Luo Jun said in horror.

Zhu Mingtong was also filled with waves in his heart. It was said that Kunlun Mountain was a mountain of all gods. Now he gradually believed it a little. The mystery of Kunlun Mountain was beyond his imagination.

"The confused Taoist, win!"

The loud voice transmission of Qianli came over the sky again. Zhu Mingtong then set his sights on the martial arts field. There was an old man with a sloppy beard with a crutch on the martial arts field. He seemed weak, but his eyes were lit.

"Hmph, you're playing with me, you're still too tender." The confused Taoist stole the ground with a crutch, and there was a fluffy white fox under the crutch, but the white fox was already dying.

"Tsk, the White Fox Young Master is really despicable. Isn't this two-for-one fights? No wonder the two people in front lost so badly."

"This fox demon is his magic weapon, hahaha, it's so funny."

"Young Master Bai Fox is still an immortal after all. He actually joins the demon. It's so sad."

The audience in the stands sighed when they saw the so-called magic weapon of the White Fox Master and laughed at the White Fox Master.

The White Fox Young Master turned dark on the spot and said angrily: "I lost, then it will pay me back."

The lost Taoist smiled coldly, and suddenly snatched it with a crutch. The white fox on the ground flew out violently, hitting heavily on the rock wall of the stands, and a large pile of blood was flowing down, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"You are lost, you are cruel enough! I have recorded this hatred!" The White Fox Master was furious, but he didn't dare to do this. He hurried over, hugged the injured White Fox in his arms, and left the martial arts field in a furious manner.

"Your White Fox Young Master escaped in shame." Lin Wanshan looked at Lan Long and smiled.

"Shut up, don't mess with aunt." Lan Long was in a bad mood. She didn't believe it when Zhu Mingtong said that the magic weapon of the White Fox Master was a fox demon that turned into a belt. However, the White Fox Master was exposed on the spot. She felt inexplicably ashamed of guilt.

Zhu Mingtong and others also smiled, said nothing, and continued to pay attention to the competition in the martial arts field.

After the Daoist of Lost, he met a powerful swordsman. The swordsman's attack method was very domineering and fierce. He didn't care what magic weapons you had. It was like a whirlwind of muscles and bones. The Daoist was powerless to defeat him and could only admit defeat and surrender.

"The swordsman's way is quite similar to yours. It seems that they are practicing physical skills. One move after another, the explosive output makes the opponent have no power to fight back." Zhu Mingtong looked at Luo Jun and said.

"Tsk, he is not as strong as me. If I want to play, he should be the one who has no power to resist." Luo Jun said disdainfully, his expression full of confidence.

"Don't brag here, okay, if you two have the ability, go up and fight. Let me see what the gods in the Heavenly Court have." Lan Long was probably still angry. After all, her idol lost miserably, so she naturally couldn't feel much better.

"It's not my turn yet." Zhu Mingtong smiled and said nothing.

"I didn't sign up, but I believe my leader should be able to hit at least five, and I always have to get one for the Snake Q." Luo Jun said.
Chapter completed!