"Thunder and lightning!" Zhang Xiaotian formed a flash of lightning, and his whole person was like a flash of lightning. At that speed, it was hard to follow the shadow of his eyes.
Looking from a distance, I saw an arc of light passing by, with a violent breath, bringing up a long string of blood, which dyed the space red.
"How is it possible?" He rolled a few times, his face pale and shocked, he could hardly believe it. When he said this, the corner of his mouth was still bleeding, showing the seriousness of the injury, but his clothes, except for the messy clothes, were unharmed at all.
"You don't deserve to do it with me!" After Zhang Xiaotian said this, he didn't even glance at him. This is no longer contempt, but ignorance.
Hearing this, Qin Hong's eyes flickered, with unwillingness, and then remembered the previous words. The other party didn't use a sword. It was not a stupid behavior. To cooperate with this statement, but to let him recognize clearly that he is not worthy of him. Hands on. What a blow, what a contempt.
He was a little mad, and his body was surrounded by fiery golden air, and he blasted out with one punch. The golden air gang, like a river of gold, waved fiercely on Zhang Xiaotian.
As if the earth dominates, we visit privately.
"Earth Emperor Fist!" Xuan-level martial arts are extremely powerful and versatile. Legend has it that in the realm of great success, you can borrow the power of the earth from the endless mountains and rivers, and the person who displays the fist will carry the power of the earth emperor.
Zhang Xiaotian shuddered, then turned around and slashed with a sword, using an ordinary magic weapon. But there is a feeling that the stars of the heavens are only used by me.
The sword light was surging, all violently shooting at the other side, extremely flaming, here, even if it is the brilliance of the real stars, you have to bow your head.
"Golden Light Town Demon Platform!" At this moment, a ghostly figure rushed over and formed in a flash, but no giant platform appeared, but the golden light was overwhelmingly squeezed towards Zhang Xiaotian.
Foreplay, Qin Hong's attack had already collided with Zhang Xiaotian's attack, and another joined him. The battle situation on Zhang Xiaotian's side immediately showed a declining trend, and it was about to fall into the wind, and then it would be difficult to shake the sky.
"Dark polishing cuts the sky!" Zhang Xiaotian shouted angrily, as if lightning flashed across his eyes.
A sword danced out, the body of the sword was jet black, but the edge of the blade was stuck with fiery radiance. With the final fierceness and hope in despair, he cut away in anger.
As a result, Zhang Xiaotian resisted the attack of the two Qin Yu geniuses with just such a sword.
"You guys step back!" Qin Ming said lightly.
When they heard this, they both stepped back in a sneer, looking at Zhang Xiaotian's eyes, as if they were carrying a picture of the other party's dying.
"Let you know what a real genius is." He contemptuously said again.
In the form of a series of afterimages, domineering and awe-inspiring, with one palm sticking out, he grabbed Zhang Xiaotian straight. This posture is really domineering and overlooks the opponent.
It was also at this time that the giant platform had always been rising, but now it is even more like a pillar to the sky, higher than all the low mountains here.
Become the only high platform here that overlooks the sky and the earth. In fact, it is not high, but the monk, at a glance, produces a state of awe, as if it was transformed by a dragon.
Except for Zhang Xiaotian, all the monks above were pushed down by great force for a while. As for the other four people who obtained the light group, they just guarded the Quartet.
They were shrouded in heavy light, and many monks were jealous. They were very likely to be enlightened. This opportunity was really amazing, and the aura of the few people became more and more ethereal.
Suddenly, someone couldn't help but shoot, but they couldn't shake one person after they shot one after another.
As a result, many people turned their gazes to Zhang Xiaotian, and people were slightly startled. At this moment, Zhang Xiaotian was also shrouded in bright light, but the situation seemed not that simple.
"I chuck!" Zhang Xiaotian was depressed. His temper was so foul that he took a long time and even suffered serious injuries.
As a result, there was nothing in his light group, but he led himself to the center of the station.
People who don't know, thought Zhang Xiaotian had a great opportunity
At this moment, faintly, a cluster of light surrounds him, as if he has been baptized by divine light, his whole personality has changed, and the supreme majesty, like the emperor of the world, suppresses the sky and overlooks the endless mountains and rivers.
Many monks stopped their work one after another. They only felt as if they were facing the supreme emperor. There was a tremor from the soul. The careless ones really trembled and almost knelt down.
At the same time, there was a big earthquake here, like a landslide, a tsunami, and the feeling of the sun and the moon falling together, and huge waves of fluctuations spread.
The road to the sky, fists open all kinds of ways! The heavens and all spirits, fists can be powerful!
Eight gleaming giant characters traversed the sky above Zhang Xiaotian, with a solemn, solemn, unattainable atmosphere, overlooking the world.
At the same time, the sky above Mitian City, the giant gate surrounded by mist, glowed like a sky.
Also here are eight golden characters full of Taoist rhyme.
The avenue of all heavens, all laws are one! Return to the source, a steady stream!
Many monks watched this scene with reverence, mysterious and unpredictable, and there was an urge to fall into the realm of Taoism. Even the powerhouses in the Mountain Spirit Realm had some thoughts.
"Finally started the martial arts contest!" Hao Haizong, a psychic elder, said with emotion.
He sighed and said, "It's a contest, but how will it be done?"
"According to ancient records, the monk who opened the prelude to the martial arts competition last time became the first defender. That man was extremely tyrannical and really enchanting. In the end, he succeeded in defending the challenge with difficulty. After he came out, his strength improved by leaps and bounds, and now he has become the overlord of the party. , There are even rumors...!" Another elder said, but was silent.
"I don't know, I guess it may be about to break into the void."
"Look!" They took out a precious mirror called Xuanguang mirror.
If you have the branding aid of the place you want to see, you can break all visually invisible things. In fact, Jun Wu's intention was to let others watch, otherwise no matter what kind of treasure, it won't work.
"I don't know who is the genius who came out first?" The two looked expectantly at the scene projected in the mirror floating in the air.
At this moment, in the mirror, a towering platform was released, with eight characters on the top, suppressing the world, and a figure below, shimmering and blurry.
Soon, they recognized Zhang Xiaotian, and their surprised old faces flushed. They know that every time they succeed in defending, there is an amazing opportunity.
But there are some worries.
The elders of various factions reacted differently. For example, the elders of the Hehuan Sect, when they confirmed it a few times and found that it was not Ming Zhentian, they were sluggish and frantic.
But the Qin Yu disciples, the cultivators who had fought in the audience, and the elders of those sects, stared at the mysterious mirror with a joking smile.
Soon, the eight gleaming big characters turned into dots of light in the sky, extremely bright.
But like the stars in the sky, it is incomparably mysterious, an unfathomable mystery, brewing on it, like a game of chess, but also like a thousand spirits, or thousands of avenues.
Suddenly, the high platform of the independent sky was filled with mist and endless streams, and a hazy, about to disperse figure reluctantly condensed out, but still with the supreme majesty.
"In a twinkling of an eye, it's the ninth time, nine to one, it's a cycle!" The figure sighed with emotion.
With a terrifying murderous aura again, "No need to say more, you are not a cultivator of Three Thousand Regions, get out of here!"
"The last one, since it's the last time in a cycle, then play some new tricks this time!" As he said, he knotted the seal with both hands, and the printing method changed, dazzling and too mysterious.