Feng Yu Yueqing made An Yu speechless. It was not that she suddenly became good at talking, but that she expressed her true feelings and sincere feelings. The so-called true gold is not afraid of fire, and what she said is the truth, so she is not afraid of refuting.

An Yu's heart was also shaken at this time, thinking to himself: "I am really a false claim! Indeed, I know nothing about her. Just because she is a Maha, I think of her as a bad guy! But even if she is a good person, she will be a Maha after all. If Maha really invades Milai in the future, she will be the enemy..."

Feng Yu Yueqing stretched out her hand and said, "I said I am a good person, and you probably won't believe it. Then let's bet on the future. If you expect me to be a good person in the future, then leave the amulet I gave you. If... if you expect me to become a bad person in the future, then you will return it to me now. From now on, you will be your good person and I will be my bad person! It's best not to meet, and you will fight to the death when you meet! Haha..." She smiled sadly and said, "If it were then, I would probably die in your hands!"

An Yu stared at the other party's smile, suddenly felt a little satisfied in her bitterness, and couldn't help but feel shocked, thinking: "If I hand over the sachet back to her, I would force her to be a bad person! This is naturally absolutely impossible, but if I accept it, my position is different, but I don't know what trouble will be caused in the future!" After hesitating for a moment, An Yu saw the other party's expectant gaze again, and his heart became warm, and he said in his mind: "Even if the position is different, we will always divide good people and bad people! How can I approach someone to become a bad person?" At that moment, An Yu took the sachet back, held it tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Okay! I will save this amulet first, and I hope there will be no day to return it!"

"No! Although I, Feng Yu Yueqing, are not a big shot, I have always promised a thousand gold!" Feng Yu Yueqing forced a smile and said, "It will bless you! Let you be safe and safe without any harm!" She said, turned around and floated away.

The heroes were like after watching the opera, and the noise suddenly became warm. Some people envied An Yu for being surrounded by women, making them jealous, while others were not interested and shouted: "The heroes of the two games won. I, Princess Milai, are I, the position of the great general, come to sit down?" As soon as they asked, the heroes responded one after another.

Fang Youyi snorted angrily, jumped onto the ring, and said loudly: "That game was uncountable! That barbaric girl is worthy of competing with Chengfeng on the same stage?" She raised her hand and pointed to the direction of the Maharen: "Who will come up to compete in the second game? If you don't dare, just admit defeat?"

There are ten people on the Maha people. In addition to the three Taifu, Cui Jiazhi who has lost the first game, and Feng Yu Yueqing who has won the competition, there are five people. They are: Tengye Zaozi's disciple, Qin Yuan San with half-emperor cultivation, Liu Chi in the late stage of Wu Zun; Feng Yu Mingliang's disciple, Cui Jiaming in the middle stage of Wu Zun who had appeared in the previous show; Zhong Yaoshan's disciple Cui Jiawu in the middle stage of Wu Zun and Huo Hejiao in the early stage of Wu Zun.

Through the previous battle, everyone has figured out An Yu's strength. The Taoist power value is in the middle stage of the six meridians, but he has mastered the application of mind power. His strength is far higher than the level of the half-priest. Even compared with the early stage of the Martial Master, it will definitely not be weak! However, when facing the middle stage of the Martial Master, there is probably no chance of winning in the later stage, let alone among the Maha disciples, there is also a half-emperor Qin Yuan San!

The heroes were talking, and they saw that the Maha people were not the half-emperor strongman, so they breathed a sigh of relief. The battle was a young man of 13 or 24 years old, tall and thin, and had a middle-level Martial Master. Although he was not the early stage of Martial Master, he was much better than the late stage of Martial Master and the half-level Emperor.

An Yu bowed his hand first and said, "Chengfeng!" The tall and thin young man said, "Cui Jiawu!"

"Cui Jiawu? He is also Prince Maha?" The heroes immediately looked shocked again. You should know that Cui Jiazhi and Cui Jiaming who had fought before were already extremely strong, and at the same time they were blessed by strange treasures. Cui Jiazhi used the Dragon Whip and Cui Jiaming used the Wind Gun. Everyone couldn't help but wonder: "Is this Cui Jiawu also possessing strange treasures?"

Cui Jiawu bowed and raised his hand and showed a stick-like weapon of more than two feet long, attacking An Yu quickly. Although the weapon looked very much like a stick, it was a clanging sound of steel, which seemed extremely heavy. The energy contained in this attack was also quite huge and extremely fast. When he took action, although it was not full force, it was thunder.

An Yu had never seen such a weapon before. He immediately took a twelve-point spirit and responded with all his strength. His left and right hands instantly condensed a golden sword, and at the same time, a golden light flashed on his body, covering the golden armor out of thin air. As soon as the golden armored sword came out, An Yu's momentum suddenly rose. Feng Yu Yueqing, who was sitting under the ring, was shocked and said to himself: "It turns out that when he fought with me, he didn't even take out half of his strength!" Thinking of this, she actually curled the corners of her mouth and smiled happily.

"Do!Do!"

The sword sticks intersected and sparked, and the stick-shaped weapon was indeed not an ordinary person. After all, the difference between An Yu and the opponent's Taoist power value was too great. The power transmitted from the opponent's weapon bounced him far away, but Cui Jiawu's footsteps were stable and he was not affected at all.

An Yu was in the air, put away the golden sword, and pointed his left and right hands together. Two "secret techniques·flow flash" shot out, preventing the other party from following up. Both of them had a deeper understanding of the other party. An Yu thought to himself: "The middle stage of the Martial Master is indeed powerful, and he is not capable of fighting with him. You must use tricks to deal with him!" Cui Jiawu said intimately: "What a flexible body technique, such a force, even in the early stage of the Martial Master, he will be shocked and injured. He took advantage of the momentum to retreat. The skillful force and the wonderful body technique are rare in the world!"

All the heroes felt that An Yu was shocked by one move, and they lost one move, but how could they know that there was such a mystery in it?

An Yu and Cui Jiawu looked at each other for a moment, and the latter suddenly inserted the stick into the ground and quickly formed a seal method. An Yu's eyes narrowed and jumped into the air because he recognized that the seal method he made was the wood-attribute secret method "Bamboo Realm Red Rain"!

Sure enough, An Yu jumped to two feet high, and half of the ring on his side was covered with a layer of dark bamboo. The other party actually applied dark elements to the bamboo. Not until this was over, the bamboos about stairs were shot into the air like arrows leaving the string, making a loud whine. The scene was amazing. From a distance, it looked like a dark cloud suddenly rose on the ring!
Chapter completed!