Chapter 6405: put all one's eggs in one basket

"Yes!" Wei Liangmu nodded.
For this person, Wei Liang does not know how to describe it. People are very serious people. It is also very reliable to speak and act. It is a somewhat bizarre paranoia in some occasions.
"Very good people are very good!" Ye Qian laughed, he could say anything, only forcibly blowing a wave.
When the two men spoke, Bai Yi An Ruo suddenly flew out dozens of folding fans of the intaglio pattern, followed by the viewing platform, and each of the folding fans descended in order to build a step leading to the stone platform.
Bai Ruan Ruoyu holds a beautiful folding fan, stepping down from the folding fan step and stepping down the stone platform from the mountain wall.
When An Ruoyu stepped on the ring, all the fan-shaped butterflies were in general, circling the white clothes, An Ruoyu, blowing a slight breeze, raising the hair in front of An Ruo’s forehead, reflecting the beauty of the painting, seriously Exquisite style.
"An Ruoyu is here, who is coming to die?" Bai Yi An Ruoyu folded the fan and said, clenching his fist to the opposite side.
Really Sao Bao! Ye Qian looked at An Ruoyu so gorgeously, and thought about whether he could come once in a while, add some accompanying music, and then come to the light and fall, it is a peerless operation of the captive sister.
"There is no big say, the dead do not need to know so much!" A fine black man flew down the sword, and when he landed on the ground, the sword was hanging around, the tip of the sword flashed cold, pointing to An Ruoyu.
"Always know what name to engrave on the tombstone!" The white fan An Ruoyu opened the folding fan in his hand and covered his mouth and smiled.
"No day!" The black man sneered, the sword began, hundreds of swords with blue electro-optic light instantly shot from the sword to An Ruoyu, after the sword, the black man and the sword, like a blue thunder, Going to An Ruoyu.
"Glyphs and small tricks!" Bai Yi An Ruo Xiao smiled, and the folding fan in his hand moved forward. The dozens of circling fans around him turned into a flying bird to offset the sword, and they spread out.
"This is ... the formation method?" Ye Qian's voice to Wei Liang, the position of the four scattered folding fans is quite a bit of mystery, but Ye Qian does not understand the law, and only Wei Liang can explain to him one or two.
"Yes, An Ruoyu is a six-character mage. He is ingenious in engraving the base of the formation in the folding fan. The eye is the folding fan in his hand, and then he is pulled by the spirit. He can be in the battle and even change. "Wei Liang is quietly speaking. In the other two, An Ruoyu is not very reliable, but the actual combat power is quite good, and the chances of winning are great.
"There is an idea!" Ye Qian sighed, quite a tricky way of fighting.
At the same time, all the swords in the field were blocked by the folding fan, leaving only the blue thunder of the black man holding the sword gas, still no way to hinder the stab to the white clothing An Ruoyu, the two are only ten steps away.
For a sword repair, ten steps to the enemy, killing people is as simple as taking a bag.
"Dead!" In the eyes of the black man, it was all cruel and bloodthirsty. He snorted and his speed was three points faster.
"Jokes, bursting up!" An Ruoyu gave a low voice, and the scattered fan suddenly propped up a mask of mysterious arrays. Tens of white rays were emitted from the folding fan, and they were folded in the hands of An Ruoyu.
"End!" Bai Yi An Ruo Yu's hand folded the fan, the fan tip flashed with milky white light, a little forward, just against the black man's blue-colored electro-optic sword tip, so that the sword can no longer enter.
"Bundle!" An Ruoyu's mouth smugly smug, dozens of rays twisted into a stone-like rope, extending along the folding fan and sword, and blinking the black man, there is no room for any movement.
"Is there any last words?" An Ruoyu took the smile of the winner, and no one could break away from his shackles. He missed the sword and went to the front of the black man and asked.
"Don't die together!" The black man knows that he has inadvertently made a plan. He has the secret trick but can't display it. This kind of spiritual expansion is the integration of the array and the opponent's spiritual power. The embarrassment, a flash of madness in the eyes, the spiritual rope is only bound to his body, the body is still running smoothly.
what! An Ruoyu's face changed, and he sensed the turmoil familiar to the sinister black body. The figure retreats, and the folding fan in his hand is rapidly rotating in front of him, transforming a mask.
It’s a pity that it’s too late, just listening to the bang, the black man and the sword in his hand explode directly. The huge blue thunder and lightning power instantly shredded the mask in front of An Ruoyu’s body, and also shrouded him in the blue electro-optical power. Among them.
The entire valley was filled with violent blue lightning power, and it was necessary to spread the observation platform around the mountain wall. A pink mask was born from the ring, and the explosion of the blue lightning power was shrouded and isolated from the battle platform.
In a short time, the blue thunder and lightning power gradually dissipated. Above the ring, there were only some fragments of the residual limbs and a blackened body with a few pieces of swords.
The former is a black man, and Dantian's spiritual power is self-destructing. It is good to have a little corpse fragment. The latter must be An Ruoyu, and there is no peerless style before a moment.
Both of them care about it! Ye Qian is silent, and the black man is not paying attention to the folding fan that counteracts the sword. It is the basis of the law. An Ruoyu thinks that winning the prize is unscrupulous, but this is a life and death fight, the opponent knows that he must die, pull a back. It becomes an inevitable choice. If An Ruo is cautious and directly kills, the opponent has no chance to blew himself.
The pink mask disappeared, and one on each side entered the corpse and swept the platform.
I don't know what this stone platform is built. After the sneak peek of the six-fold peak monk's self-destruction, there is no damage. After cleaning, there is no difference between the new one.
"It's all up to you, don't care!" Wei Liang looked serious at Ye Qian. He looked at nothing. In fact, his heart was bleeding. Nothing is better than Lu Jiang. An Ruoyu is the only one who stays in the fairy city.
Although An Ruoyu has some quirks, he is top-notch in both the practice and the ability to deal with it. Without this accident, he should be the first major source of training for Wei Liang.
Now it’s too late to say anything. I just hope that the people around me don’t repeat the same mistakes. If they lose one game, if they lose another game, the draw will be counted as a loss, and lose the three-layer share of the main material. He will do it for Wuhai. The wedding dress, only the surface is fresh.
"Yeah!" Ye Qian nodded and floated down. He was already ready for a dozen. Now he only needs to face two opponents to end, saving him a lot of things.
In fact, for Ye Qian, the opponents are the same as the three or one. Anyway, they are all squinting in the six-point situation. What can be done with one knife? Of course, there is nothing to watch.
"In the next Pang Dong, I have seen a friend!" Wu Hai's opponent from the other side bowed to Ye Qian, very polite.
"Oh!" Ye Qian's eyelid jumped, this is called Pang Dong's inevitably too fat, at least three or four hundred pounds, when raising his hand, the whole body of meat waves tumbling, seeing people straight and disgusting.
The average practitioner does not grow to this extent at all. Only when the body is over-excited and the spiritual power is too late to transform, will the energy be turned into excess fat accumulation. However, it is impossible to have such a problem in the six peaks of the road. It can only be said that This fat man is sure that the practice of practicing in the body is not effective, in order to create such a super fat.
"You and the two throwing knives can be together, playing two games is very troublesome!" Ye Qian asked quite seriously, playing a dead and still need to collect the body to wash the land, not as good as the two to come together.
More importantly, after the event, people under Wuhai want to come to trouble, but also to measure the strength, can save a lot of follow-up troubles, he has no time to waste time with some small cockroaches, they will not have the need for Ye Qian Practice resources.
"Daoyou is really confident!" Fatty Pang Dong flashed a trace of anger, he did not think that the opponent really wants a dozen, only thought it was a stimulating speech, want him to reveal flaws, even so, was so despised Still unbearable.
"It seems to be more troublesome to argue!" Ye Qian bowed his head and said that he really wanted to end two mornings, but he thought it would be a bit less costly and more troublesome.
"Since you said this, Wu Moucheng is full of you, Gu Rong, you go down with Pang Dong!"
A voice came from the opposite side, which is the glimpse of the late seventh-year-old Wuhai. At the same time, the first thin young boy, Gu Cong, entered the stadium and stood behind the fat man Pang Dong. Smile.
Ye Qian glanced at the expressionless Wuhai on the stands. This power is really not a face, playing a snake on the stick, and should directly play two things, not giving Ye Qian a room for repentance.
"Wu Big Brother is a little over!" Wei Liang's gloomy voice echoed in the whole life and death.
"Your person is asking for death, but I just sent it along with his meaning. What's wrong with it!" Wuhai is cold, but his heart is very refreshing, I don't know what to do, why can I use everything? Used to do the words of the heart, he did not tell Ye Qian’s words seriously, but since he said it, he can take it seriously.
"Is it sure?" Wei Liang's indifferent voice was introduced into Ye Qian's ear, and Ye Qian whispered back to the voice. "There is no problem with the two!"
"So, Wei Wei is the channel friend this time!" Wei Liang said with some kind of decisive meaning.
"In this case, the younger brother will simply take out the remaining two layers of shares and lose. After that, the share of the main material trade with the Star Temple will be owned by Wu Da Ge. If you win, Wu Da Ge will give three layers of share to the younger brother?

Wei Liang’s angry voice echoed again in the middle of the mountain, losing only two layers of the main material. He was not disgusting enough to take the gamble. Ye Qian’s strength was seen by his own eyes. The body of the body has been in an invincible position, not to mention the three tricks.
"Die Big Brother, think twice!"
"Die Big Brother, can't!"
Wuhai has not responded yet. Wei Liang’s men are eager to get up. The voices of all kinds of persuasion are ringing. Even if the three games are lost, they still have two layers of shares. There is a hope, but Wei Liang The meaning of this said, lost, they are really cool, want eight things to understand Dao Dan basically no drama...