The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Chapter 337: Tempter

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It turned out to be Wu Aomen's calculation.

Although Xu Ziqing has always been magnanimous, but these conspiracies are also numerous in the big world, he is not aware of it.

It’s just that he thought that Wu Ao’s keeper would get the senior brother here. Unexpectedly, there was a back player. He invited this to be a master of the martial arts. Before the meeting, the senior should be removed-or not, just Exhausting the senior's physical strength and causing him to suffer any injuries are extremely disadvantageous for participating in the Xuanwu Conference.

Moreover, even these innates have to intervene.

After watching this, Xu Ziqing was quite angry.

He wanted to use this Xuanwu meeting to induce the senior to wake up on his own, and it was better than him to wake up, but the repeated tricks made him intolerable.

Not to mention, although monks have always been fighting differently from mortals, if the opponent is aggressive, they must always suffer!

After thinking about it, Xu Ziqing flickered, turning into a blue light and fleeing again.

In an instant, he was back in the house.

However, as soon as he stood still, he faced a pair of dark eyes.

Xu Ziqing was startled: "Tiangang?"

Yun Tiangang's expression remained unchanged, only sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking right.

Xu Ziqing sighed, knowing that he had been spotted by the senior, and said: "Is it the one who awakened you."

Yun Tiangang said, "Where are you going?"

Xu Ziqing never deceived his senior, and naturally he would not deceive Yun Tiangang. He had just heard what he had said to Yun Tiangang. For him now, those people are not enough to be afraid of, but the brother is still trapped in the body of a mortal, so don't make a good calculation for the villain easily.

Upon hearing this, Yun Tiangang released a killing intent around his body, and then said: "I already know, sleep."

Xu Ziqing nodded, and then took off the vestment he had just put on again, and slept on the bed.

The same is true of Yun Tiangang, lying side by side with him.

Earlier Xu Ziqing got up and escaped, but only after breathing, the people beside Yuntiangang disappeared, he woke up immediately and found out.

It's just that he didn't know what method Xu Ziqing used. Although he felt familiar, he couldn't use the same method, so he didn't act rashly and waited on the bed.

Sure enough, Xu Ziqing returned soon, but he brought news of Wu Aomen's many calculations.

Yun Tiangang has not had a life in his hands for twenty years in his life, but when he heard about it, he seemed to have a strong murderous intent in his chest.

And this murderous intent made him very familiar, as if he had been with him for many years and was inseparable from him.

He closed his eyes quietly, slowly suppressing his breath.

"Kaijianyun Tiangang? What a great reputation, what a big tone!" A fierce male voice came from outside.

Then the door blasted open, but it was not kicked open, nor was it kicked open, but it was hit by a sharp weapon without knowing it, and it turned into countless pieces of wood, splashed everywhere, and completely damaged. .

The next moment, a thin and tall young man appeared inside the door, holding an epee in his hand, but the sword was only arm long, it looked a little short, and a little clumsy.

But the fighting spirit emanating from the young man cannot be ignored, and even the heavy sword is glowing with a heavy cold light.

Yun Tiangang was still standing in the courtyard. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the young man cut with a sword!

The thin and tall young man grinned and said: "The first strike is the strongest. Since my debut, my Storm Sword has been known as the fast sword. Now that you, the yellow-haired boy, dare to call yourself the fast sword? So as not to tarnish Grandpa's reputation!"

This gusty sword Peng Yu is a master of eight layers of acquired abilities. He has always been arrogant and arrogant. When a gusty sword is used, it is like a storm. It is difficult for ordinary people of the same level to fight with him. Almost just after the shot, he was caught by the wind-like sword force. Hit, knock down the morale at once, and lose out.

He also thought he was a master of swordsmanship, the fastest sword in swordsmanship, and he only went out for a little bit of fun. When he came back, he heard that a fast sword suddenly appeared. How could he endure it? Naturally, they came to the door immediately to kill the brave person, so as to kill the chicken and the monkey!

But Peng Yu didn't think about who was the chicken to kill.

At this time, he eagerly danced with the heavy sword, taking the lead, vowing to kill Yun Tiangang with a single sword!

Xu Ziqing only glanced at Peng Yu's shot, and knew that he would definitely not hurt his senior.

Although he is not very knowledgeable in swordsmanship, he has been taught by his seniors for many years. Even if he does not practice swordsmanship by himself, he can see the weaknesses at a glance. Not to mention that his senior kendo realm is just trapped in the flesh and can't fully display his strength.

And Xu Ziqing's gaze at this moment was to see a person hidden in the corner of the crowd behind Ji Feng Jian.

It was a young man wearing a green long gown and facing the wind from a jade tree, but this young man was clearly the blue-shirted brother of the young man in brocade clothes he saw last night.

Today, he changed his clothes and came to take a peek, then... Peng Yu, the Storm Sword, might have also contributed to their instigation.

The battle between Yun Tiangang and Peng Yu was extremely fast. Although Pengyu's epee was short, his swordsmanship did have some meaning, but for Yun Tiangang, it was still not enough.

Since he held the long sword in his hand, it was like controlling the world of swords, with countless swordsmanship and kendo moods flowing in his chest, as if the sword were him, he was the sword.

Yun Tiangang doesn't know how he can know one of the swords, but he understands that this sword is his own.

Therefore, if the other acquired eight-fold warriors suddenly strike like this, Yun Tiangang will have to observe a little bit to see its weaknesses, but the gale wind swordsman is a sword, so he does not need to look at it, so he draws the sword and points it out. , Straight to the flaw!

Peng Yu's eyes were wide open and his complexion looked terrifying. He looked down and saw the long sword pierced under his ribs, and his heart was filled with disbelief.

He seized the opportunity, but he couldn't even do a single trick—

No, this is impossible!

Logically speaking, since he failed, the opponent was merciful, and Peng Yu had a slight demeanor, so he should retreat and admit defeat.

But Peng Yu's eyes were red, and his epee was still in his hand, but regardless of his injury, he waved his backhand vigorously—

Yun Tiangang immediately retracted and retreated, and the long sword was already drawn out.

Peng Yu's epee could cut through his front, but he was even more unwilling to find a medicine stuffed into his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Peng Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and his temples bulged higher, almost an inch protruding.

The meridians on his face were tangled, like several earthworms twisted, and suddenly became very terrifying.

Subsequently, Peng Yu's momentum continued to rise.

Among the onlookers, someone suddenly shouted: "Kuangmang pill! He took the mangman pill!"

The others also discussed:

"This is a forbidden drug, how dare he bring this thing!"

"The reputation of the Storm Sword will be lost today!"

"He took this medicine, could it be that he was thinking—"

"Look, he has already forcibly broken through to the Nine Layers of the acquired day!"

Everyone was surprised at such continuous words.

Xu Ziqing also noticed that Peng Yu was taking a powerful drug that stimulated the growth of energy and promoted vigor. After taking it, it might increase his strength in a short time, but after using it, it will inevitably suffer from endless troubles.

This person is narrow-minded and refuses to admit defeat. Now he wants to use this thing to reverse the situation.

His previous killing intent can still be said to be a moment of anger, but his killing intent at this time is real.

Yun Tiangang also found out.

His expression did not change, but the breath of his body suddenly became cold.

Xu Ziqing was surprised.

Killing intent!

With his eyesight, one can naturally see the changes in Yun Tiangang's breath.

Such a pure murderous aura, if it is a mortal, can also condense, but the meaning of merciless killing contained in it is beyond the reach of an extraordinary human aura.

After the elder brother gradually recovered from kendo, the artistic conception of this kendo gradually returned.

Sure enough, the more experienced the seniors, the more they gain, and the faster the soul will wake up.

And that Peng Yu... he gave birth to the first sword sacrifice for the brother!

After drug stimulation, Peng Yu really couldn't calm down.

He grinned, grabbed the heavy sword and rushed forward. The gust of wind sword was three points faster than before, and the sword was more violent and violent!

It was this time that the young Cuishan was waiting. He saw this scene and looked very attentively at the moment.

At this time, Peng Yu was at the Nine Levels of Cultivation, and his body skills and swordsmanship were both desirable. Before he made friends with a vain person like Peng Yu, wasn't it just to put this pill into his hands? Now it is precisely to Peng Yu to explore the way for his young master to see how Yuntiangang can respond.

Yun Tiangang's white clothes flashed, and he had already reached Peng Yu's side.

The young man in Cuishan furrowed his brows. Can he be so fast without using his strength

Peng Yu moved a few pieces too, he immediately turned back, leaning the epee upwards.

Yun Tiangang moved slightly, just to escape.

In the next few rounds, Peng Yu shifted speeds very fast, and he swung his epee into the wind. He was really crazy, and he wanted to kill the enemy immediately.

But Yun Tiangang didn't see any big moves, he had already avoided all of them, so that he could not hurt him.

The young man in Cuishan has a careful mind and excellent eyesight. By this time he had discovered some mysteries.

Yun Tiangang has no strength in his body. Although his movements are quite fast, he relies solely on physical strength, but every movement is very costly. Now, even though he is dodge, his movements are extremely subtle, reducing his strength to the extreme in order to continue.

If it weren't for the order of the young sect master, he would be quite admired for this Yuntiangang if he only talked about him.

Many martial artists can practice strength, and Yun Tiangang, a person who has no strength, can also go to the present level. I must not know how much he has suffered and suffered.

It's really a pity to have such a firm temperament.

However, although he has no affection for the Wu Ao Men of that villain's heart, the Cuishan Youth is very loyal to his martial arts.

He regretted and returned to regret, his eyes remained for a while, still keeping a firm eye on the situation of the battle.

I saw Yun Tiangang dodge a few times, and Peng Yu Yaoli had completely controlled him. Although he was fierce under instinct, he would easily expose his shortcomings without calmness.

Soon, Yun Tiangang bends sideways slightly, his long sword raised his hand, and directly cut Peng Yu's neck.

Suddenly, a burst of blood burst out.

Peng Yu's eyes were angry and he fell to the ground.

He has been beheaded.

Many onlookers watched with breathlessness. The young man in Cuishan didn't leave much when he saw it. He quickly turned around and went back to report on the situation of Yuntiangang.

Yun Tiangang turned around and walked back to the original place, waiting for the challenge.

Several child servants came by spontaneously, and they were very skilled at dragging the corpses.

At this moment, a thunderstorm suddenly sounded in the air: "Who dares to kill my grandson!"

In the next instant, a few palms smashed into the air, smashing the heads of those boy servants.

Xu Ziqing looked up with cold eyes.