Chen Yihu, who fell to the ground, vomited a mouthful of blood. He did not expect that Wang Qiang in front of him would suddenly show off his power!
At this moment, Wang Qiang, holding the fairy sword in his hand, stood quietly on the high platform, with a light rising from his body, like a god.
"Not bad, come again!"
Chen Yihu got up from the ground and gave a soft drink, with a flash of admiration in his eyes.
If he guessed correctly, Wang Qiang in front of him clearly used the luck of Tianyun Mountain to condense his sword energy.
Chen Xiaoyan in the main hall looked at Wang Qiang on the high platform, looked at the golden figure, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, thinking that this was Tianyun Mountain after all, how could the other party not be prepared?
However, Chen Yihu has no intention of admitting defeat!
I saw his feet move, he stepped forward, and the long sword in his hand slashed out a surging sword energy, which even changed the color of the sky in front of the hall.
A golden brilliance overwhelmed the sky. Although it was very faint, it was extremely powerful.
"Boom!" a sound sounded!
The wind surged on the high platform, a wisp of green shirt flew out, a head of long black hair danced in the air, and Chen Yihu's desperate sword slashed even the space became violently distorted.
Wang Qiang, who was defeated by his opponent's desperate sword blow, suddenly turned into a fallen leaf in the autumn wind and floated back, which was extremely miserable.
On top of the Bamboo Peak, Meng Shentong's expression changed. He was such a strong-minded young man.
"Senior Brother Wang Qiang's one move, I will repay you!"
Before he finished speaking, the sword energy flashed like a rainbow in front of everyone's eyes, and the black figure followed him like a shadow, attacking the golden figure on the high platform!
Before the thousands of disciples under the high platform could recover, the long black sword in Chen Yihu's hand had disappeared.
Instead, he turned into a handsome young man, quietly clasping his hands behind his back, silently staring at Wang Qiang, who was wearing a green shirt in front of him.
Wang Ru's face was very ugly. If Chen Yihu hadn't saved his life, he would probably have died on this high platform today.
At the moment when the two of them missed each other, he felt a sudden chill in his throat and immediately retreated backwards subconsciously.
An invisible sword energy slashed through silently, and the high platform made of bluestone was like tofu, and a deep ravine was cut by Chen Yihu.
The corner of Chen Yihu's mouth moved. With the sword strike just now, he could have killed Wang Qiang in front of him, but at the last moment he received a message from Chen Xiaoyan.
The lady warned, but he didn't dare not listen.
In her opinion, it was just a contest of martial arts and a blind date. The worst she could do was not get married, but there was no need to kill anyone. That would be of no benefit to her or the Chen family.
Wang Qiang, who was on the high platform, was also very free and easy. He cupped his hands with the headmaster and the four sages and said, "My disciple has no talent, so I lost this competition!"
The headmaster seemed to have anticipated the outcome of his disciple, but he was not angry at all.
Instead, he smiled lightly and said: "I'm very happy that you two can stop in time... Tianyun Mountain lost the first game. Let's take a rest and go to Zhufeng tomorrow for the second game!"
When Chen Xiaoyan saw the headmaster announcing that the competition was over, she felt relieved. She looked at Chen Yihu on the high platform and said with a smile, "You have scared me by not apologizing to Senior Brother Wang."
Ping An, who was sitting next to Yuzun, shouted: "If I had known that you were not successful, Master, Ping An should have gone to the mountain to ask my brother to take action!"
"Oh!" Chen Xiaoyan, who was beside Ping An, felt her heart skip a beat. This was the second time today that she heard Ping An mention that mysterious brother.
Before Yuzun could say anything to stop Ping An's nonsense, dark clouds suddenly rolled in from the clear sky, covering Tianyun Mountain in just an instant.
"No, this guy really knows how to choose the right time!"
Yuzun murmured in his heart, but looked in the direction of Zhufeng. If Li Xiuyuan was going to survive the tribulation at Zhufeng, he would not be able to hide it from the eyes of the headmaster and others.
"What's going on?" Yuan Zun, who was sitting aside, frowned and looked at the headmaster and asked quietly.
"Is there a disciple who wants to break through the tribulation?" The headmaster looked at the four of them and asked, "Which of your disciples is chosen to go through the tribulation today?"
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Everyone at the foot of the mountain is still guessing who it is.
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Want to survive the disaster.
Meng Shentong on the bamboo peak had broken through the formation and entered the cave. He rolled up a golden light and took Li Xiuyuan, who had just emerged from the eggshell, towards Tianhuang Mountain.
He didn't expect that the guy in front of him had just broken out of his cocoon, and the calamity cloud in the sky would arrive as promised.
Before the few venerables in front of the hall could release their spiritual consciousness to find out what was going on, the calamity clouds in the sky had receded like a tide and floated into the distance under everyone's eyes.
A false alarm?
None of the smart people guessed it. They just wanted to wait until the disciples in front of the hall left and then inquire more about it.
The thousands of disciples under the high platform started shouting one after another.
"Senior Brother Wang Qiang, what's going on? You lost after just a few moves?"
"Senior brother, don't be angry. After three games, my sister-in-law will get married. I hope you won't lose in the next two games!"
"Come on, senior brother, we are optimistic about you!"
"Master, do you want to find your brother for help safely?" Holding Yu Zun's hand, Yu An looked at Wang Qiang on the high platform and kept shouting.
"Buzz!" sounded, and Chen Xiaoyan felt panicked in her heart. This was the third time she heard about his sleeping brother from Ping An.
Is it possible that he will lose the second and third games that he must win?
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Nalan Ruoyu ignored Miss Chen who was a little proud and a little panicked in front of her, but headed towards Zhufeng with Ping An.
The moment she left the square in front of the main hall, she sent a message to Sima Jinglan, who was still in a daze in the square, asking her to follow her back to Yaoguang Hall.
"Is my brother awake?"
Holding Nalan Ruoyu's hand, Pingan raised his head and looked in the direction of Zhufeng.
Nalan Ruoyu was taken aback for a moment, then replied casually and quietly: "When you meet Grandpa Meng, won't you know?"
Sima Jinglan, who followed, asked in a low voice: "Master, what happened just now? How did those calamity clouds suddenly disappear?"
Nalan Ruoyu replied without thinking: "I want to know too?"
Ping An turned to look at Sima Jinglan who was following behind him, and said with a smile: "Senior sister, you have to work hard. We will compete with Sister Chen tomorrow. My master depends entirely on you."
When Sima Jinglan heard this, she was speechless for a long time.
Nalan Ruoyu looked at the two of them and sighed, and said: "Don't be stressed, just do your best and obey fate."
In her opinion, the current Sima Jinglan is just like Wang Qiang on the high platform, who has not experienced enough in her own state of mind.
If Wang Qiang could ignore the danger between life and death, he would naturally be able to take Chen Yihu's fatal sword.
Seeing Yu Zun like this, Sima Jinglan breathed a sigh of relief, glared at Ping An fiercely, and thought to herself, don't scare me, okay?
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Just as Yu Zun was taking Ping An and Sima Jinglan to Zhufeng, Meng Shentong had already brought Li Xiuyuan to Tianhuang Mountain hundreds of miles away.
The calamity clouds in the sky chased the two of them, and the old man couldn't even take Li Xiuyuan into the mountains, so he had to find an open place to put him down, and then hid far away.
Even a great practitioner like Meng Shentong would not dare to face Jie Lei easily.
Li Xiuyuan, who was still confused, looked at the old man dozens of feet away and shouted: "Teacher, I'm not ready yet!"
Meng Shentong was stunned, looked at him and said with a smile: "You are just here to survive the tribulation. What do you need to prepare? God didn't give you time to prepare?"
Without saying anything, calamity clouds were already billowing on Tianhuang Mountain, and the clear sky instantly became dark.
Rolling thunderbolts sounded in the air, as if they were about to strike Li Xiuyuan's head the next moment.
Meng Shentong thought that his disciple was going through a tribulation for the first time, so he would inevitably panic, so he loudly ordered: "You just need to endure it for a while, and you will be over with one... at most three thunders."
Before he finished speaking, a hole was torn open in the calamity cloud in the sky, and a thunderbolt turned into a sword struck Li Xiuyuan's body with a loud bang, and connected with his people, creating a big hole in the ground.
Meng Shentong was scared
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For a moment, he didn't expect that the calamity thunder Li Xiuyuan was going to cross would be so fierce.
It's just one, and it's divine thunder!
Li Xiuyuan, who was smashed into the pit, lost his breath instantly. The old man was so frightened that he wanted to step forward to find out.
He heard the rumble of thunder in the air again, but it was not the tribulation thunder he had imagined, but there were countless more tribulation thunders brewing.
"It's really fatal!" The old man was so frightened that he quickly stepped back.
As long as the calamity thunder in the sky does not disperse, it means that the people in the pit who have survived the calamity are still alive, and there is hope for those who are alive!
"Hold on! This is the second turn. You still have seven more times to go!"
The old man was worried that Li Xiuyuan wouldn't be able to hold on any longer, so he cheered him up and took out the remaining seventh-turn thunder tribulation.
Li Xiuyuan in the big pit did not say a word. At this time, he was staring blankly at the blood stains on his palms, stunned.
He clearly remembered that after Nirvana on the Shura battlefield, his blood was half golden and half cyan, but now the blood in his palms turned directly back to the original bright red.
The only difference is that among the bright red, there is a faint light, if...just like the stars in the night sky.
Yes, it was Starlight, this was the only result he could think of.
Before he could figure it out, there was another roar above his head, and a thunderbolt thicker than a bucket struck his head.
The old man didn't wait for his disciple's strange scream, but instead he waited for gravel flying out of the sky. He had to step back a few feet because of this, thinking to himself, what kind of disaster have you survived?
The second round of Nirvana is already so ferocious, won't it be even more outrageous in the future?
While the old man was stunned, another bolt of lightning struck down. This time he finally heard Li Xiuyuan shout from the pit: "Teacher, I feel so much pain!"
"You have to endure the pain!"
Meng Shentong replied heartbrokenly: "Hurry up, we have to leave here after the catastrophe, otherwise the headmaster and the elders may come to find out what's going on."
In his opinion, although the master and the apprentice had lured Jie Yun away from Tianyun Mountain, as long as a few old guys thought about it, they might follow him and take a look.
After all, the distance from the Bamboo Peak of Tianyun Mountain to Tianhuang Mountain is only a hundred miles.
So, while the old man was worried, divine thunder struck down one after another in the sky.
At the beginning, there were rocks flying out of the pit, but in the end there were only bursts of fire and no more rocks flying.
Until the last ten divine thunders blasted in front of the old man's eyes, blasting out a huge earth pit with a radius of dozens of feet in the temple pit where Li Xiuyuan was...
A seven-colored divine light fell from the sky, and a phoenix shadow flew out of the huge pit, hovering in the seven-colored divine light, quietly bathing in the grace between heaven and earth.
The old man looked at the increasingly solid golden phoenix in front of him and murmured: "So, your flames should have grown a little bigger, right?"
In his opinion, although it can't be used to make swords, there is no problem whether it can be used to make tea.
At this time, Li Xiuyuan, who was lying in the deep pit, was miserable. Not only was his body half covered by mud, but the black hair that had finally grown back turned into a bald head in an instant.
But the old man on the big pit didn't let him think too much. In the moment when the last colorful light dispersed, it turned into a stream of light and swept into the huge pit.
Before Li Xiuyuan could say anything, he grabbed his master and disciple and turned them into a breeze, flying away in the opposite direction of Tianyun Mountain.
Less than half an hour after the master and disciple left, the headmaster in a green shirt flew here with Yuan Zun and Jian Zun.
Looking at the huge pit in front of him and thinking about the bursts of thunder he heard before, Yuan Zun couldn't help but frowned.
The Sword Master asked directly: "What kind of state is required to cause such a huge movement?"
The headmaster did not reply directly, but said quietly: "Today's competition, there are some disciples and elders in the sect who are not sitting together at the same table. Can't we find out if we check?"
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