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After Mul Ling finished speaking, Tang Xiu and the other seven people around him always had calm faces. Mul Ling nodded with satisfaction and said:
"Okay, I've made it clear what I need to say. Now let's officially start the competition. The rewards of the competition are waving to you."
After Mu Ling said the last words, he strode towards the edge of the martial arts arena.
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Just as the host Mu Leng left, a rootless wind suddenly came out in the small space between the seven people in the field. This rootless wind was filled with thick violent agitation. This was the monstrous war. meaning.
"Now that we've come to this point, let's stop hiding it and use all our strength. The first place must be mine, Li Zihao!"
The seven gods looked at each other with indifferent expressions. At this moment, Li Zihao from the Bagua sect suddenly opened his mouth and grinned. When Li Zihao, who was holding a sword about ten feet long, said this arrogant statement, his body suddenly erupted. An indescribable wild aura came out, and then Li Zihao's body quickly grew taller and larger in this aura.
In just the blink of an eye, Li Zihao from the Bagua Sect turned into a three-meter-tall, extremely muscular man.
"Is it a stranger"
The audience outside the venue was shocked by Li Zihao's sudden change, and their faces were full of excitement. However, Tang Xiu, Huixin, Wen Xiao, Du Feng, and Tu Liang did not show too many strange expressions. The only one who was frightened was Yang Miaoyu, who relied on luck to get through all the way.
"What? Why aren't you surprised at all when you see me like this?"
Li Zihao originally thought that exposing his giant physique on such an occasion would give them some invisible pressure. Who would have thought that not only were they not surprised, but they even looked like they wanted to hammer him.
"What are you surprised about? I also have a different body constitution."
Li Zihao stared with fist-sized eyes, and as soon as he finished his suspicious words, Du Feng released his Nine Heavens Emperor Technique and his iron-glossy skin without hesitation, cursed and taunted him, and then jumped into the air. He jumped up and rushed towards Li Zihao, who was holding a three-meter long knife.
The two people collided with each other instantly, and there was only a harsh sound of steel interlacing, and the powerful aftermath of the air wave blew wildly to the surrounding areas.
When Du Feng and Li Zihao were fighting for the first time, the strong wind blew suddenly. Yang Miaoyu was so frightened that she hid behind Tang Xiu and did not dare to show her head. She only stared at her big watery eyes from time to time and secretly peeked over Tang Xiu's shoulder. Get out of your head and touch it quietly to take a look.
Du Feng had already fought with Li Zihao from the Bagua Sect. Both of them had no reservations in this move, and their moves were fierce and powerful. Even Wen Xiao and Tu Liang looked at each other with their eyebrows deeply condensed and their eyes revealing. Hidden surprise and solemnity.
"It seems quite boring to do this. How about Tang Xiu asking me to accompany you through two moves."
The battle between Du Feng and Li Zihao was carried out fairly, and no one intervened. Tu Liang, who was watching the battle, suddenly looked away from the battle between Du Feng and Li Zihao, and slowly fell on Tang Xiu.
"Well, Yang Miaoyu, stay away."
Tang Xiu nodded to Tu Dian from afar, then stretched out his hand to push Yang Miaoyu aside.
Tang Xiu accepted the challenge, Tu Liang narrowed his eyes slightly, and then a layer of light blue light suddenly appeared on his body. It was obvious that at this moment, Tu Liang had used the Maoshan Town Sect method, the Taiyin Ghost Talisman.
After using the Taiyin ghost talisman, Tu Liang gave people an indescribable weird feeling. This feeling was different from the Yin spirit aura of ghost cultivators. It was a kind of aura between ghost cultivators and different from other decent methods. .
Casually inserting the copper coin sword on the bluestone ground in front of him, Tu Liang freed up his hands to quickly form complex seals one after another. After forming the seals, Tu Liang quickly took out a stack of yellow talisman papers from the corner of his eyes and threw them all over the sky.
The yellow talisman papers all over the sky were originally in disarray, but after Tu Liang opened his mouth and let out a loud bang, they seemed to have some intelligence, connected head to tail in the air, and started to meander.
"Taiyin Ghost Talisman, strengthen the soul!"
After doing this quickly, Tu Liang reached out and took out a piece of talisman paper that was surrounding him, put it into his mouth and ate it. The moment he ate the talisman paper, Tu Liang's black eyes were suddenly covered with a deep layer of Dark blue overlay.
"Tang Xiu, here I come."
With his breath rising further, Tu Liang grinned, then reached out and pulled out the copper coin sword embedded in the bluestone ground.
"Everything is as fancy as it can be"?Come on horseback. "
Tang Xiu pursed his lips, squatted down and picked up a dead branch as thick as a finger from the ground, faced Tu Liang and shrugged.
"Then I won't be polite."
Tu Liang saw strong self-confidence in Tang Xiu's eyes. Although Wen Xiao had said that Tang Xiu might be very powerful, Tu Liang, who was borrowing the Taiyin Ghost Talisman at this moment, could no longer care too much. He was eager to fight the man in front of him. Let¡¯s explore how deep the water in Tang Xiu¡¯s well is.
After opening his mouth with a bang, Tu Liang carried the yellow talisman paper that looked like a spiritual snake around him, pointed the copper coin sword directly at Tang Xiu's feet and stepped on the strong wind. In the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of more than ten meters and came to Tang Xiu.
Tang Xiu held a dead branch in his hand across his chest. Facing the oncoming sword, he just flicked it and released all his strength.
"Let me play with you first"
After Tang Xiu deflected the sword, the corner of his mouth slightly raised and he was not in a hurry to end the game quickly. He kept waving the dead branch in his hand and got entangled with Tu Liang.
In this simple fight, Tang Xiu didn't even use his Yuan Power, but just relied on his moves to get into a fight with Tu Liang.
The two were fighting, and Tu Liang's protective talismans were knocked down one by one by Tang Xiu and burned to the ground. The more Tu Liang fought, the more frightened he became. He knew clearly that Tang Xiu had not used the magic method, but he could fight him like this without using the magic method. At this level, this Tang Xiu has at least reached the primary stage of becoming a master. However, no matter how old Tang Xiucai was, how could he reach the rank of master that ordinary warriors would find difficult to achieve in their lifetimes.
Tu Liang couldn't believe the result he had guessed. Unwilling to do so, the copper coin sword in his hand slowly accelerated his attack speed.
Out of the seven people in the martial arts field, four of them have already entered the battle. Although it is a melee, it actually becomes a battle of free choice. As for why it turned out like this, everyone said they were not surprised. If it really turned into a chaotic fight, it would make the people in the audience incredulous.
"It's time for me to take action, but who should I fight with"
Wen Xiao's eyes wandered to Du Feng, Li Zihao's battlefield, Tang Xiu, and Tu Liang's battlefield from time to time. His heart moved slightly. Wen Xiao knew that it was inappropriate to keep looking at him like this. After muttering silently in his heart, his eyes fell on Huixin. On the monk's body.
As if aware of Wen Xiao's gaze, Monk Huixin suddenly put his hands together on his chest, looked sideways and raised his eyebrows at Wen Xiao and smiled.
"Forget it, kick that little girl down first and then go back and try your hand at the flower monk"
Facing Hui Xin¡¯s intriguing smile, Wen Xiao hesitated for some reason, then shook his head. A bright long sword slowly slipped out of Wen Xiao¡¯s sleeve robe.
Holding the sword in hand, Wen Xiao moved his eyes away from Huixin and landed on Yang Miaoyu, who was nervously watching the battle from the edge of the martial arts field. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com