"It seems that you are very confident. Come with me outside." After Li Tianjiao said that, he turned and left the banquet.
Unexpectedly, Guangshu was even more anxious than him, so he jumped onto a stage with one leap. The two of them walked too fast, and before the saint could stop them, the war was about to break out.
I am a casual cultivator who has never seen the world. He was lucky enough not to meet me and got into the top twenty. When I take you down with one sword, I will let you know that you have offended someone you shouldn't have.
As the Holy Son of Penglai Immortal Island, Li Tianjiao is best at attacking. As a physically trained barbarian, he has full confidence to kill him with one sword.
"No need to talk nonsense, just take it!"
Only now did he realize that his casual words seemed a bit excessive, so he gave him a little face. Guangshu took out the golden cudgel that he had been carrying behind his back.
"One sword light can chill fourteen continents!" With a low shout, Li Tianjiao directly used a special skill, obviously not intending to hold back.
A cold light flashed, and this sword energy seemed to cut through the space.
"Ding!" Guang Shu didn't say much. He just swiped the stick with a horizontal stick and prepared to strike directly with the sword, which was in line with the impression of physical cultivation he had always left on others.
The Queen Mother of the West, who was invited by the saint, saw this and secretly gathered her energy, ready to stop them at any time. After all, if someone died, it would not end well.
"Hmph! Looking for death! Do you still think of me as one of those unscrupulous guys you met during the day? You actually want to take my sword directly." Li Tianjiao secretly snorted. He felt that the outcome was already decided, and he would not die with this sword. Got to be disabled.
"Qiang——" As the sword energy collided with the dark stick, Guang Shu was not directly chopped away as he thought.
Judging from his expression, although it was quite difficult, he successfully took it on.
After the dust dispersed, everyone discovered the result and was inevitably a little shocked. It seems that this guy who calls himself a casual cultivator will also be a difficult opponent.
Under Li Tianjiao's slightly ugly gaze, Guang Shu stretched out his hand and looked at him, his meaning was very clear.
Although he was very unhappy, Li Tianjiao would not bear to lose, so he took off the gourd from his waist and threw it to him.
Even though he was feeling a little heartbroken, it was a real fairy brew. He usually couldn't bear to take more than two sips, but in the end he gave it all away.
Guangshu took the gourd and drank two sips impatiently. What a wine! The specialties of Penglai Xiandao are really good, I want to go look for them when I have time.
"Don't be too proud. I hope you won't lose to someone else early in the competition tomorrow. I have to win back this wine myself." Li Tianjiao dropped these words and returned to Yaochi to arrange for him. Went to the residence.
Why do all villains leave a harsh word after they fail? Although Li Tianjiao is not a villain, Guang Shu shook his head and continued to pour a few mouthfuls into his mouth, muttering in his heart:
"Win it back? I'll finish it for you today. Look at you...you..."
The real power of the immortal wine was indeed a bit strong. He felt dizzy and passed out.
Puxian quickly stepped forward to catch him, what a danger! He almost took off his straw hat, and after saying goodbye to the saint, he took him back to his room to rest.
It was getting late, and everyone gradually dispersed to gather energy for tomorrow's finals.
Zuo Wensan, who was on the sidelines, watched the battle that ended in a hurry, and the three people in his head began to argue again:
"So strong? He can take on the sword of Penglai Xiandao Holy Son without reservation. It seems that he can't even get it in the top ten."
"Only a guy like this is worthy of being my opponent, otherwise it would be too easy to get to the top ten."
"No matter how strong it is, it's just a physical skill. It's spiritual consciousness is definitely a weak point. If you find this weakness, you can easily defeat it tomorrow."
The Three Corpse Cult, as its name suggests, follows the path of killing three corpses to become a saint. After killing the three corpses, the lowest level of cultivation can reach the Mahayana True Immortal Realm.
But before the three corpses were killed, the self-spirit seemed to be divided into three people, divided into good corpses, evil corpses and one's own corpse.
Therefore, the disciples of the Three Corpses God Cult always seem to be chattering to outsiders, because they talk to themselves when they have nothing to do.
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The next morning.
Puxian opened the window, and a breath of fresh air came to him, along with rays of golden sunshine. The sun was shining on his buttocks, but Guangshu beside him was still sleeping soundly.
After several calls to no avail, Puxian felt that he could only use some special means.
At the Yaochi Martial Arts Tournament, after the Saint confirmed that all the good guys were here, she announced the start of the battle for the top ten.
Before Guangshu walked to the ring, he still couldn't help but asked Puxian: "Nephew, did you slap me in the face when you told me to get up? Why do I feel like my face is burning."
"How is that possible? Uncle Master, please don't accuse me wrongly." Puxian placed his right palm behind his back, which also felt hot, and said without changing his expression:
"Last night, uncle, when you were drunk, you almost molested the Yaochi maid who was passing by. I stopped you after she slapped you twice.
But don't worry, I have already apologized for you, and the maid will not make things difficult for you anymore. "
As an eminent Buddhist monk, Samantabhadra lied without blushing, but he couldn't help but curse in his heart:
Why didn't anyone tell me that the Dacheng Vajra Dharma can be turned into a passive trigger? My right hand couldn't bear these two slaps.
"Really? Thank you so much, nephew. I didn't expect that I would be such a beast when I was drunk. Thank you for being here!" Guang Shu changed his mind and said:
"It seems that you must be careful when drinking in the future, otherwise it will be bad next time when Samantabhadra is not around."
The uncle and nephew of the cheap master wished each other well and then walked to their own arenas.
Zuo Wensan had been waiting on the stage for a long time. Neither party said anything, but raised their hands to signal to the elder Yaochi on the side.
Following the elder's order, both sides exerted force on their feet, and the figures disappeared. Only the footprints remaining on the solid ring still showed that there were two people standing here just now.
boom!
Both sides actually chose to have a direct physical collision.
A powerful wave of air continued to spread from the center of the ring to the outside. Just the aura emanating from the collision of physical bodies shocked some low-cultivated spectators outside the arena to be unable to open their eyes.
"What are you doing? Did you eat up the plan I thought of yesterday?"
"Don't scream at me. Since it's a competition, you have to defeat the opponent from the area he's best at. Such a victory is cool!"
"It's really too strong. I feel like there's no chance of winning. Let's surrender quickly."
In the blink of an eye, there was another argument in Zuo Wensan's mind.
The first confrontation was over, and both sides took a few steps back. But Zuo Wensan clearly felt that his hands were shaking uncontrollably. Seeing his opponent's ease, he stopped his quarrel.
This can't continue like this. The self-zombie took back control of the body from the evil corpse.
In ordinary battles, evil zombies take the lead, but the opponents they encountered this time were obviously not simple, and they were not the trash that they could easily crush in the past.
Moreover, he was still talking about the advantages of defeating the opponent. Although he had some research on physical skills, he was not arrogant enough to compete with those of the same level.
With a thought in his mind, he used the Three Corpses Art to directly separate the good corpses and evil corpses.
This surprised Guang Shu on the opposite side. What kind of skill is this? Is it the legendary one-qi transforming three pure things?
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