Chapter 656

"Then it's eight on one?"

An Su Dong shook his head, "Leng Bing, in the city Lord's mansion, you vowed that you were brave and resolute. Now it seems that you really looked up to you at that time. You are just a timid rat."

"Up

Leng Bing waved his hand, "how to evaluate me? You don't have the qualification."

"It seems that Anton will be kicked out this time." The old steward touched his beard with a smile.

Yuan Cheng, who has been standing behind, shakes his head and says with a faint smile: "Lao Wang, you have lived so long. How can you still like such a hasty definition? My opinion is different from you. We might as well wait and see."

The old steward was surprised. "Does the city master think there is a way for an Su Dong at this time?"

"Don't ask me, how can I know?" Yuan Cheng rolled his eyes, very tired and lazy, said: "I just guess, I feel that an Su Dong can win."

What kind of reason is this?

The old steward laughs. He knows the scoundrel of his own city master. It's normal for him to say some shadowy words. He starts to watch the game.

On the field, seven Rangers wave all kinds of magic weapons and smash at an Sudong. An Sudong changes his hand and says, "get up!"

There was a shock on the ground, and countless sand was flying. Ten banishment swords flew out of the sand to form a circle, which surrounded eight people, including Leng Bing.

"Array?" Leng Bing frowned slightly.

The seven Rangers didn't believe that an Sudong trapped them with such a sword array. The magic weapon smashed the banished immortal sword fiercely.

Bang Bang

The sound of crashing came one after another, and sparks splashed all over the place. The two men with lower accomplishments couldn't bear the rebound of the array. They spurted a mouthful of blood and looked dispirited.

"Mad, what kind of array is this? It can't be broken!"

"Yes, I lost half my life."

"I don't believe this boy has so much spiritual power to maintain the array. Every time we collide, it will bring him huge spiritual power consumption. If we persist for a while, we will win!"

……

Leng Bing looks at the man who said the last sentence with appreciation, and the analysis is in place.

The operation of an array requires a huge amount of spiritual power. Taking people as the eyes of the array, it needs more spiritual power. Even if an Sudong has the cultivation of transforming the spirit, can he support the repeated collisions?

"Don't be discouraged, continue to impact, the boy's spiritual power will be exhausted, and you can easily kick him out at that time!" Leng Bing pointed to the axe in her hand and took the lead to chop down a sword beside her.

Bang, the earth is shaking.

Other people see Leng Bing's hand, full of confidence, frantically attack xiaozhuxian array.

"See, I said that an Sudong has a way." Yuan Cheng didn't know where he got a pot of wine. He sat on the high wall of the martial arts arena and drank it, with a happy expression.

The old steward shook his head and said, "this sword array is powerful, but it's not easy to trap other people, let alone launch an attack. It's impossible. If the stalemate continues, his spiritual power will be exhausted and he will be defeated."

While drinking, Yuan Cheng laughed and said, "you mean that an Sudong is dying. He knows that his sword array has no extra spiritual power to attack. He just wastes his spiritual power temporarily to trap his opponent."

The old housekeeper nodded and said, "yes, I think it can only last for a few minutes at most. After a few minutes, he has nothing to do."

"If this is true, then ansudong will disappoint many people."

"I don't think the Lord of the city expected him to surprise you." The old manager rolled his eyes.

Yuan Cheng is not angry way, "you this old fellow is more and more can't speak, I consider sending you this old ghost to the north frontier, or give us Jade Snow City long face."

Fierce beasts are rampant in the north, which is the largest battlefield of Dali kingdom. Compared with the border friction with other countries, the fighting with fierce beasts is the most tragic.

"Well, Lord, I don't think I said it!"

The old steward shook his head. "I think what the city Lord cares about is his identity as an alchemist. After all, Mu Changqing said that he is an alchemist, but he's only so old. It's hard to believe that he has made such achievements."

"Is temad still a little genius in these ghost years?"

Yuan Cheng said to himself, "there are too many geniuses, so we are all old."

The old steward looks at Yuancheng. It's hard to imagine that a local ruffian selling straw sandals, who boldly killed the original city master, even said he was old one day.

"Keep pounding, this kid is no longer good!" Someone yelled.

An Sudong's forehead is sweating like beads, and the spiritual power in his body is being consumed to an incredible degree.

Leng Bing smashed an axe on the banished immortal sword in front of an Su Dong. Listening to the crisp vibration of the sword, he grinned: "an Su Dong, the game is over."

An Su Dong is also laughing, "are you so sure?"

This kind of smile is lengbing's most annoying. It's clear that lengbing has been forced into a desperate situation. Why can this boy be so calm.

Does he think he has a chance?

The oil ran out, the lamp ran out, the spirit ran out, and finally there was only one dead end.

"Ha ha!"

Leng Bing thought of this and said with a grim smile: "by the way, it's a dead end, hillbilly. Originally I was just going to teach you a lesson, but you are getting more and more annoying to me. You beat my brother and made me lose face in the city Lord's mansion. This account will be ended today."

An Su Dong's body trembled slightly, which was the symptom of spiritual exhaustion. "So you mean, you're going to kill me?"

"Yes

Leng Bing held up his axe and smashed it down. Appreciating the scene that an Su Dong was about to run out of oil and the lamp was dry, he said with a cruel smile, "you're right. This is a martial arts contest, and death and injury are inevitable."

The old steward frowned, "Lord of the city, an Sudong is going to be unable to hold on. If lengbing is going to do something, will I bring people out?"

Yuan Cheng opened his robe and looked up at the clouds in the sky. "Well, he's a talent. If you save him, let him do something for me."

"Giving favors is really a good way to control people." The old manager said with a faint smile.

Ansu put his hand into his arms and grinned: "it may disappoint you. Next, you will know what is despair."

"What else do you have to do?" Cold ice's face was full of mockery.

"Of course!"

An Sudong laughed and put two nourishing pills into his mouth. "Poverty limits your imagination. Now let's show you the power of my sword array."

"Nourishing Qi pill!"

"This boy has a nourishing pill!"

"How could he? I don't think it's really a childe from a big family! "

……

The seven Rangers were in a panic. They never thought this would happen.

Yangqi pill is the elixir that all practitioners dream of, but it's precious. Even the master level alchemists, few people know how to make it.