Zhang Xiaotian's expression remained unchanged, and a palm that was unchanging was pushed out horizontally, meeting the opponent's blood and energy, as if he was naturally restrained, all swallowed away.
The desire of Wuhua palm to destroy everything, Zhang Xiaotian rubbed the opponent's palm and hit the opponent's chest directly like lightning.
"Kacha!" The sound of a fracture was heard, and the person looked terrified, staggered back several steps, and coughed up blood on the way.
"Who are you...?" The person looked terrified and said with no calmness anymore.
"Zhang Xiaotian." After saying this, he ignored the other party and went straight inside.
As soon as this remark came out, everyone who heard it was flabbergasted. Obviously, he had never heard of Zhang Xiaotian's name, but his strength now undoubtedly made these people jealous.
"Zhang Xiaotian, Zhang Xiaotian..." He looked overcast and uncertain, and said Zhang Xiaotian's name, but just couldn't figure it out.
"Isn't he an outside disciple?" Someone finally remembered, and whispered. Everyone present had far more ear power than ordinary people, so they naturally heard it.
"Martial skills are a little bit red!" Thinking of the previous battle, this person's forehead rushed with cold sweat, and his back was even more soaked. A disciple who had risen by a woman was a little bit red with martial skills, and of course, the most important thing was to kill the enemy across the border. Getting the heart of beauty makes people feel uncomfortable and jealous, and thus has some small fame.
Head-to-head, he is not an opponent, and it is said that Zhang Xiaotian even practiced a bit of red to a terrible situation. If he used it to deal with himself, this person would not dare to imagine it, because it was all head-to-head before! I still lost. If I take a trick with a little red, this person can't help but feel a little lucky. Next time I meet Zhang Xiaotian, I won't be bothered.
However, all of this has nothing to do with Zhang Xiaotian, another martial arts stand, here are all 9-rank martial arts, and even a small amount of Huang-level martial arts.
"Swallowing empty hands!" Quasi-Yellow-level martial arts, in the state of Xiaocheng, the palm has the power of swallowing, in the state of Dacheng, the palm of the hand is able to swallow all souls, the legend, and the power of the strongest person is released. Of course, this method needs to be improved and perfected. , You can swallow everything, even the void.
Zhang Xiaotian was drunk, but when he saw that no one in the world was cultivating to the realm of great success, he couldn't help but hesitate. It is precisely because it is difficult to have a genius to cultivate successfully, which caused his price to fall again and again. Now he only needs five contribution points.
Zhang Xiaotian thought for a while, take it first!
"Remnant Snow Sword!" It is based on the spiritual power of the ice attribute. After practice, the ice sword is condensed out of thin air (of course you can also use the iron sword of the ice attribute). It's the pinnacle.
"Zhanling slashed!" Looking at the price, Zhang Xiaotian just turned, and didn't want to waste time. I saw that it was 200 contribution points. It is estimated that the monks who are not above the ethereal realm will eat it.
"Meteorite Fist!" Huang Tier Fist, the power of the ultimate realm, the fist power is like a meteorite crashing into the sky, and the destructive power of a punch is enough to destroy a mountain, not to mention a monk.
Zhang Xiaotian changed his mind to think that it was quite suitable for Huang Lei, but just looking at the contribution points, Zhang Xiaotian had to give up temporarily.
After that, Zhang Xiaotian watched a few more martial arts, and only one was satisfied. At this moment, Zhang Xiaotian felt that he had to leave because of insufficient contribution points.
"Senior, please calculate the contribution points." Zhang Xiaotian said.
"Take out a few martial arts!" The old man closed his eyes and said very comfortably.
"Well, Shadowless Sword, with a little red, a lore sword!" The old man exclaimed.
Then he frowned slightly and reprimanded, "The Ninth Grade Martial Skill Wind Thunder Palm, combined with Fengjuan's afterimage, is not bad, but the shadow tearing hand is very difficult to cultivate. You can't cultivate. You have to know that manpower is sometimes poor, and people lack the heart. The truth of swallowing the elephant..."
"You, you, you..." The old man suddenly opened his grooved old eyelids, his old eyes were muddy and glaring.
Suddenly, the anger stopped hitting the spot, and he said angrily, "My heart is too greedy, and I want to practice swallowing empty hands. Are you not afraid to die?"
Zhang Xiaotian was embarrassed, touched his head angrily, and while his lips wriggled, he said, "Senior, I have the confidence to train!" He was weak, naturally lacking confidence in speaking, and his voice was as small as a mosquito.
"Young man! I always don't hit my head and shed blood and never look back." The old man looked up to the sky and said as if he was missing the past.
"Okay, take out the identity card, you can take away the three martial arts in January, remember that January must be returned, otherwise there will be a penalty!" The old man waved his hand and became impatient. After all, Zhang Xiaotian is not a special genius, not worthy of his own greatness. Fei Zhouzhang's teaching.
"Senior, there is also a yellow-level martial arts sunset swordsmanship!" Zhang Xiaotian bit his scalp and said.
When the old man heard this, he was so angry that he was so angry that he was stubborn, and then he was drowning and wilted. He said nothing, and with a wave of his palm, Zhang Xiaotian’s identity card seemed to tremble, and Zhang Xiaotian’s spiritual power entered, and he felt that the contribution point was only There are six o'clock left.
"Just do it for yourself!" After the old man finished speaking, he was in a state of nourishment. After all, he and Zhang Xiaotian are not relatives, why bother
At this moment, looking at the old man's impatience and even disdain, Zhang Xiaotian couldn't help but feel a trace of unrest in his heart, but it also aroused the heart of struggle in his heart.
Zhang Xiaotian strode to the meteor, and soon arrived at Haohaizong's weapon shop.
"Is there anything?" This is the first time, but the attitude is more arrogant, and he said without raising his head.
"I'll buy weapons." Zhang Xiaotian said.
This person was slightly stunned, with an extremely indifferent expression, opened his eyes sloppily, and instantly changed to a flattering face.
"You are finally here, you have had a good time recently!" This person laughed loudly, smiling from ear to ear, his mouth full of big yellow teeth, exposed in the air, this face is unforgettable for Zhang Xiaotian in his life.
"I'll exchange it for a three-foot-long iron sword." Zhang Xiaotian said, but ignored it and went straight to the subject.
Hearing this, he was taken aback for a moment, and immediately said, "Do you still want to take credit?" His complexion was not so pretty.
When Zhang Xiaotian heard the words, he moved his lips and said, "Let's pay it off together with the last time!"
Not to wait, I said something disdainful, but saw Zhang Xiaotian take out his identity card, and six groups of small light spots hovered on the surface of Zhang Xiaotian's sign. At this moment, the other party didn't understand what Zhang Xiaotian meant.
"When both of them are discounted, they can only exchange for the lowest-grade weapon, the Qingfeng sword, or the lowest-grade heavy broad sword and the big iron sword." This person pondered.
"It's going to be a three-foot-long iron sword." Zhang Xiaotian said.
"Good!" This person smiled, and the transaction was over, Zhang Xiaotian felt a little uproarious.
Just wandering in the Haohai Sect, until I met Huang Lei and others, they all went to practice together.
In the Hall of the Haohai Sect Master, there is a famous moon-watching platform. The Sect Master carries his hands on his back, and his clothes are slender and dusty. The whole person has an extraordinary taste, looking up at the waning moon, his expression is determined.
"Sect Master, do you have anything to worry about?" Suddenly a rather old voice came directly.
Sect Master didn't have the slightest anger, but smiled and said, "So are you! Otherwise, come to watch the moon platform and do something."
If there are any disciples here, they will be surprised, because this is the Supreme Elder of the sect, who also serves as the law enforcement elder, and his status is not worse than the sovereign.