Slay the God: Jar Merchant, General Zhao Opens the Forbidden Ruins

"As expected of a sword master, there's not a single unnecessary move in each one of his moves!" An Qingyu walked around Zhou Ping, looking at him standing still, thinking of a way to break the impasse.

For the first time, his knife felt powerless against Zhou Ping's sword. Facing Zhou Ping who was full of flaws, he did not dare to attack directly.

This is an intuition, as if if you attack in close combat, you will be defeated instantly.

"If melee combat doesn't work, then let's play ranged combat."

"No one in this world is invincible. Any living being must have a real flaw. If you remain calm, you will definitely find a way."

An Qingyu muttered to himself, and then his jumping speed in the space increased. Every time he landed on the ground, he would slap the ground with his hands. Every time he slapped, a magic circle would quickly form.

After a while, hundreds of magic circles had been set up. An Qingyu finally stopped jumping in space, stood outside the magic circle, made seals with his hands one after another, and finally stretched out his hand to point at Zhou Ping.

The next moment, the magic circle shone, and hundreds of fire snakes rose into the sky. After turning a corner, they all roared and rushed towards Zhou Ping.

Seeing this, Zhou Ping raised his eyes slightly, and with his right hand on the hilt, he pulled the sword out a little bit. The infinitely sharp sword light instantly shattered all the fire snakes into sparks.

clang--

"You can even block this?" An Qingyu took this opportunity to circle around behind Zhou Ping and swung his sword, but Zhou Ping blocked it with a backhanded blow. "Attack, reaction, composure, everything is impeccable. Truly impeccable!"

An Qingyu's attack failed and he instantly retreated a hundred meters away. Looking at Zhou Ping who was slowly walking towards him, his brows furrowed.

The sound of a sword rang out again, and the boundless sword energy made An Qingyu even more frightened. He barely avoided the sword energy that was about to hit him. He did not dare to pause any longer and used the same trick to walk around the scene again.

From time to time, he would launch a magic attack to harass Zhou Ping, trying to find a flaw to break the situation.

Zhou Ping also swung his sword one after another, but the chaotic sword energy could not hit An Qingyu, which made it difficult for Ye Fan and his group. During the battle, they had to keep an eye on the sword energy flying towards them at all times to avoid following in Pang Pang's footsteps.

Hongying was so excited that she wanted to join in, but after thinking about it, she gave up. People were fighting vigorously, so it would be better for her not to join in.

And the other side.

Lin Qiye knocked away a slash of sword energy and fought with Yang Jin again. The collision of sword and halberd produced different fireworks.

"As expected of the God of War in Daxia mythology, his combat experience, strength, and moves are all top-notch." Lin Qiye's hand holding the knife began to tremble.

If it weren't for his many abilities, he might not be able to fight Yang Jin on equal terms.

The title of God of War is not for nothing. Every time he attacks, the force is extremely violent, and every time he attacks, Yang Jin can respond calmly.

Lin Qiye felt that this match was even more difficult than fighting with the Supreme God.

"It's just the experience accumulated over the years." Yang Jin hammered the silver halberd into the ground. "Brother, including the two years in the Spirit Time Chamber and the real world, it's only been two and a half years. It's a miracle that you've reached this level of strength now."

"Among all the gods in heaven, which one hasn't come through countless years? Compared to all the gods, I am the strongest one."

"With enough time, you can surpass any man or god."

Lin Qiye shook his head slightly: "Ah Jin, you know, my goal has never been to surpass anyone, but to protect our little family. As long as you are still here, you are everything to me."

"We've always been here." Yang Jin smiled comfortably: "Do you still want to fight? Or do you want to stop and watch others fight first?"

"I don't want to fight anymore, just sit down and watch."

Lin Qiye sat down on the spot, and like Fatty just now, he took out some fruits and other food, and watched the show with Yang Jin with great interest.

At this time, Hongying also flashed over and sat down next to Lin Qiye. "It seems that you, Brother Qiye, don't want to play anymore. I won't play anymore. It's boring. Let's see how others play first."

Lin Qiye nodded. "I've been fighting and watching all day, and I'm a little tired. The artifacts on the prize are pretty much the same, so it doesn't matter which one I get. Sister Hongying, if you want the God Devouring Spear, you can exchange it with whoever got it later."

Hongying laughed and said, "If we do this, Shaoming might be unhappy."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Li Shaoming's voice came from above: "This is just a friendly match, not a life-and-death duel. If you want to fight, fight. If you don't want to fight, take the prize."

"In a word, this store manager is not short of magical weapons now."

This was no joke. A few days ago, Li Shaoming's luck exploded. He opened a big gift package for several days in a row. There were more than fifty artifacts and a lot of pseudo-artifacts and other treasures.

Describe it in one sentence.

You can’t spend it all, you can’t spend it all.

"atmosphere."

Hongying gave a thumbs up to the sky, then stopped talking, slowly ate her snacks, and watched the show quietly.

The Lin Qiye brothers also watched happily.

The center of the ring.

Ye Fan's body was already covered with tiny scars. Xia Simeng's law of time was really amazing. Every time time stopped, he could be frozen for a moment. For a master, that moment could be fatal!

"Xiao Xia, we've fought and vented our anger. Qiye and the others have stopped fighting, so why don't we stop too?"

"Ok?"

Xia Simeng, who was fighting vigorously, stopped and looked in the direction of Lin Qiye and the others. He scratched his head and asked, "What's wrong with those guys?"

"Why don't you fight anymore?"

"Forget it, I won't fight you anymore. I still have to send my daughter out later."

Xia Simeng didn't even look at Ye Fan, who was smiling, and turned around and went to Lin Qiye and the others. She sat down next to Hongying, picked up a bottle of water, and drank it all in one breath.

An Qingyu, who was still setting up his formation, noticed this and stopped as well: "Brother Zhou, it's hard to tell who will win if we keep fighting like this. There's no point in fighting anymore. Let's go first!"

"it is good."

Shen Qingzhu and Wang Mian in the last battlefield also stopped.

At this point, the bloody battle stopped and several people gathered together staring at each other.

The eyes of the thousands of people in the audience were wider than cow eyes.

How come they ended up eating and drinking together while fighting?

Shouldn't the skills be flying around?

What is it now?

Xia Simeng didn't care what the people in the audience thought or shouted. She swallowed the food in her mouth and said, "We have to rank them. Is there any simple way?"

"Uh..." Hongying stretched out her hand: "Put it on the palm and the back of your hand. This way we can quickly determine the ranking."

"Row."

Several people formed a circle.

"The palm...the back of the hand."