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The audience was completely silent. Miyamoto Saburo numbly threw away the two broken demon knives in his hands. After opening his mouth and saying just this sentence, a red mark slowly appeared from the center of his eyebrows. Two seconds later, a line of blood suddenly appeared. After bursting out, Saburo Miyamoto's body stiffened and he fell straight to the ground.
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The sudden scene was so sudden and shocking that almost all the audience came to their senses in a daze, and then all the audience in the auditorium became excited.
"Have these ordinary people seen this kind of scene before? Even if they have seen it, they have seen it in movies and TV dramas at most, but those are all fake, and now it is really happening in front of them.
"Brotherthis is too exaggerated!"
"Yes, yes, I just seemed to see a sword energy from the moment he swung the sword!"
"Are we all dreaming? Or am I the only one dreaming?"
The audience who came back to their senses immediately began to talk about it. From their words, it was not difficult to find that even if they saw it with their own eyes, they still felt it was ethereal and unreal.
Zhang Yang twitched the corners of his eyes and muttered to himself in the same incredulous way: "Who the hell is this guy? Why does his back look a bit like Tang Xiu?"
After doing this, Tang Xiu did not expect that it would cause such a big shock. Looking back, this is the earth, in the era of hot weapons at the end of the law, and it may not be able to understand such ordinary sword energy.
Tang Xiu, who was wearing a bamboo hat, lowered his head and smiled casually, then threw the Tang Dao in his hand casually. With another hiss, the Tang Dao was inserted into the scabbard fixed on the wooden pillar without any bias.
"Excuse me, the hero in the ring are you Jian Lan who represents Mr. Jin to fight against Mr. Xiao?"
Trembling, the host commentator spoke into the microphone.
Tang Xiu nodded, but said nothing.
"Jian Lan?"
This name is so unfamiliar, not only the many ordinary spectators in the ring, but also the powerful people in the private rooms are confused, not knowing who this Jian Lan is.
"Jian Lan!" In Shen Xiong's private room, Shen Junyan's hands were tightly entwined. Looking at Tang Xiu, who was dressed in white robe and blue shirt, his eyes lit up and his heart beat faster.
Shen Xiong noticed this, but just shook his head and smiled helplessly. There are a few little girls of his daughter's age who don't love heroes.
In Mu Chenxuan and Ying Jinlong¡¯s private room, Mu Qingfeng sat on the sofa huffing and puffing, dragging her cheeks with her hands, and said unhappily:
"What Jian Lan? He is obviously Tang Xiu, huh!"
"I don't think so. Maybe he is really another person? If it were Tang Xiu, he wouldn't be able to kill someone casually. Although it's not illegal to kill someone here, but" Ying Yingyue frowned. Head, he suddenly didn't want to believe the guess that the young man in white robe was Tang Xiu.
"You don't understand Tang Xiu. I have seen his terrifying eyes before." Mu Qingfeng shook her head at Ying Ying Yue and interrupted Ying Ying Yue's words. As she spoke, her mind slowly thought of the time when she was in Tianlang. In the bar, the moment Tang Xiu turned around and looked at him.
¡°Stop arguing, you two can just ask him later.¡± Mu Chenxuan had already put away his surprised look, but still looked at Jian Lan on the ring without blinking.
Huang Daxian closed his eyes to rest, not thinking about what just happened. He opened his eyes slowly when he knew that the other party was the person sent by Qin Yunjin to duel with him.
"Great Immortal, this young man can unleash his sword energy. He is definitely one of the martial arts masters. Are you sure about it?"
After Xiao Wanli saw Tang Xiu showing off his power in the ring, he slowly felt a little frustrated and asked Huang Taixian a question.
"No matter how powerful he is, he is just an ordinary person, not worth mentioning." Huang Taixian shook his head, opened the glass door, and walked out step by step.
"Look, who walked out of Boss Xiao's room? He is known as Wong Tai Sin. Maybe you are also unfamiliar with this name, but he is an immortal cultivator. Let us cheer for Wong Tai Sin for ten seconds."
Amid the excitement of the commentator, almost everyone turned their eyes away from Tang Xiu and landed on the scrawny, yellow-robed Taoist priest with a goatee.
With a somewhat false smile on his face, Wong Tai Sin walked to the edge of the ring and casually glanced at Tang Xiu. Tang Xiu slowly raised his head. Wong Tai Sin suddenly saw something in this young man named Jian Lan. Frowning suspiciously.
Wong Tai Sin thought the other party was scared, but insteadAnd the pride in his smile became even more exuberant.
"This person has no Yuan Power or True Qi. He looks very ordinary. Could it be that he is a Mahayana monk? Can he be hidden?" Tang Xiu thought with a frown, but did not reveal any flaws, so he tugged on his bamboo hat. The brim of the hat takes a step back slightly.
Seeing Tang Xiu give in, Huang Daxian felt a little more proud in his heart.
He casually took out the purple jade gourd from his pocket, and rubbed it twice casually. The purple jade gourd burst out with a little brilliance, and then a force suddenly appeared under his feet, dragging Wong Tai Sin and sending him to the ground. On the high platform, he looked at Tang Xiu face to face.
Wong Tai Sin¡¯s sudden exposure of his hand made everyone around him feel dry and unbelievable.
But Tang Xiu still looked calm. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Wong Tai Sin who was proud of himself, and thought to himself: "The spiritual energy is fluctuating, is it the jade gourd?"
The recently deceased Saburo Miyamoto on the ring had already been cleared away. At this extremely tense moment, the host commentator spoke for the last time and called out the start.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? There was not a trace of commotion around, almost everyone held their breath and watched the game without blinking, for fear that they would miss something exciting in the blink of an eye.
When Qin Yunjin on the other side saw Wong Tai Sin and heard the commentator saying what kind of immortal cultivator he was, his face slowly showed some uneasiness.
No matter how excited and nervous they were outside the arena, both Tang Xiu and Wong Tai Sin in the ring behaved extremely calmly.
"Young man, although you are very good at martial arts, you still can't defeat the purple jade gourd in my hand. You'd better go down. Today I, Wong Tai Sin, will show me great mercy."
"Show me your aura."
"Aura?"
Huang Daxian was suddenly stunned when he was confronting Tang Xiu. He couldn't understand what Tang Xiu was talking about aura.
"It's a pity that all my expectations were in vain. It turns out that you are simply a magic stick."
Hearing Huang Daxian¡¯s explanation, Tang Xiu suddenly shook his head, turned around and left.
Now it seems that Tang Xiu no longer needs to cling to anything. It turns out that the so-called immortal cultivator does not exist. Not only does he not have any energy in his body, he does not even know what his aura is.
"You brat, you dare to ignore me and seek death!"
On the other side, after hearing Tang Xiu's words, Huang Daxian suddenly became furious. He pointed at Tang Xiu and cursed angrily, then suddenly picked up the purple jade gourd and rubbed it fiercely at Tang Xiu.
A ray of cyan light suddenly shot out and went straight to Tang Xiu's back.
Tang Xiu, who had walked some distance away with his back to Wong Tai Sin, suddenly felt a strong sense of threat coming from behind him, and stopped right on the side of the Tang knife inserted into the wooden pillar. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com