After breaking off the engagement, my aloof fiancée regretted it

The surprise and shock of the onlookers were far from enough to explain Xiao Wuhen's fear.

If Ye Tianming's attacks continued like this, his Taoist roots of many years would probably be completely destroyed.

However, at this moment, he was like a fish waiting to be slaughtered, unable to move. He could only watch his spiritual power drain away madly.

Despair climbs and rises in my heart little by little.

At this moment, no one noticed that ripples like water waves suddenly appeared in the void beside them.

An invisible force suddenly descended upon the two of them.

The next second, the golden needle that Ye Tianming was trying to pierce into the cold dragon's reverse scale suddenly froze.

The sparks flying between the needle tip and the dragon scales actually formed a lotus shape in mid-air. Yin and Yang energies flowed in each lotus leaf, turning the violent murderous intent into stardust floating all over the sky.

"The world is like a furnace, and all living things suffer. Little guy, your move 'Smash the Stars and Seize the Souls' is wonderful, but it lacks some mercy."

The gentle voice seemed to ring from the bottom of every spectator's heart.

Especially that voice, which sounded gentle and calm, but seemed to come from all directions.

Even though Ye Tianming was very confident in his soul perception, at this moment, he had no way of telling from which direction the person who was speaking came.

In an instant, Ye Tianming's pupils suddenly shrank and his eyes became alert, scanning the void, searching for the direction of the person who was speaking.

With the intervention of that terrifying force, his seventy-two golden needles rolled back uncontrollably.

Every day he was able to mobilize all his spiritual power and barely hang all the golden needles three inches away from his eyebrows to form a Zhoutian Xingdou formation.

This dangerous moment made him break out in a cold sweat on his back.

Unlike him, the cold dragon transformed by the Ice Soul Sword Formation crawled and trembled as if seeing its natural enemy. Even the ice-blue mark on Xiao Wuhen's forehead dimmed instantly.

Xiao Wuhen, who had been so elegant and extremely proud before, bent his waist the next second with a look of gratitude and respect.

"Thank you, Great Elder, for saving my life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, they saw an old man slowly walking down from the clouds in the distance, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of them.

The old man was wearing a moon-white crane cloak, and his silver hair was casually tied up with a green jade bamboo hairpin.

His face was as gaunt as an immortal in a painting, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes reflected the vicissitudes of life, and the bronze wine gourd hanging around his waist was still stained with morning dew.

The most frightening thing is the pair of eyes that seem to be able to hold the galaxy. The left pupil is burning with the true fire of the Golden Crow, while the right pupil is filled with the cold soul of the Moon.

When Lan Wenxin saw the old man, he hurriedly bowed. He was so nervous that even the phoenix hairpins in his hair were trembling: "Greetings, Great Elder!"

"Girl, I've told you so many times that you can just call me drunkard uncle when you are outside." The old man flicked open the stopper of the gourd with his fingers, tilted his head back and took a sip of the amber light. The wine stains in his throat shone with colorful light under the morning sun.

Although it seemed casual, his gaze quickly fixed on Ye Tianming.

A half-chain-shaped tattoo appeared on the wrist bone where the sleeve had slipped off, and the tattoo was like a sword shadow, moving towards Ye Tianming.

In an instant, tiny cracks appeared in the surrounding space.

The chain tattoo glowed faintly, appearing suddenly like a ghost.

Ye Tianming felt as if the world suddenly turned upside down.

The invisible pressure turned into thousands of falling stars, each grain of stardust was as heavy as a mountain, but it was only aimed at him.

The monks in the viewing square were still whispering to each other, completely unaware that at this moment Ye Tianming's spine was making a loud cry of pain from the heavy burden.

"Ka-ka——"

Ye Tianming could vaguely hear the sound of his bones cracking.

Even the Chaos Elemental Stone in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly shrank into a thumb-sized jade egg.

As a result, huge waves surged in his sea of ​​consciousness.

This simple temptation put him under great pressure.

With almost no hesitation, Ye Tianming's spiritual power surged, and the true dragon's blood essence exploded between his teeth, creating a phantom of a true dragon, and cyan runes lit up on each section of the dragon's spine.

At the same time, Kunpeng's bloodline was also being injected madly.

Even the power of his soul turned into 360 small transparent swords under his control. He set up the "Zhou Tian Xing Dou Sword Formation" around his body, and forcibly held up the star that was pressing on his forehead by three inches.

"Interesting." The old man took a sip of wine, and nine dragon-shaped lightning patterns suddenly appeared on the chain tattoo.

"boom!"

The jade bricks under Ye Tianming's feet silently turned into powder, but his knees were always half an inch off the ground.

Red flames burned deep in his pupils, and mysterious patterns of Kunpeng and a true dragon intertwined emerged from beneath his torn robes.

Every blood vessel was boiling, and what was flowing under the skin was not blood, but burning star fragments.

Lan Wenxin, who was standing nearby, could vaguely see light golden ice crystals condensing on Ye Tianming's temples.

That was a sign that spiritual power had been overdrawn to the extreme, and even sweat was condensed by the pressure!

But Ye Tianming did not back down at all. He looked directly at the Great Elder and continued to speak word by word: "This junior and Fellow Daoist Xiao...are just...sparring!"

As the last words came out of his mouth, a vortex of shocking spiritual power suddenly erupted from his body.

The old man's eyes lit up, and the chain tattoo on his wrist suddenly went out.

The star pressure that enveloped Ye Tianming receded like the tide, transforming into a wisp of wine aroma that sank into the bronze gourd.

"What a great sparring match!"

The old man clapped his hands and laughed. The wine that flew out of the gourd condensed into the word "war" in the air. "You can speak a complete sentence under the pressure of 30% of this old man. In all these years, you are the first one."

"Xiao Wuhen's loss was not unfair!"

Ye Tianming used the opportunity to recover his body, his tone still neither humble nor arrogant: "Thank you for your compliment, Senior. I was just impulsive and lost my sense of proportion just now. I hope Tianxian Academy will forgive me."

Even though Xiao Wuhen had provoked him again and again, it would not be excessive even if he was killed.

But, this is the territory of Tianxian Academy after all.

Xiao Wuhen is also a disciple of Tianxian Academy.

I've already let out some anger, so there's no need to keep pursuing him.

The old man in front of him was obviously of extraordinary status.

He wouldn't gain any advantage if he continued to make trouble, so he might as well give the old man some face.

Sure enough, after these words were spoken, the smile on the old man's face became even wider.

He reached out and patted Ye Tianming on the shoulder: "It is true that the disciple is better than the master! I never thought that our Longjiang Province would have such an interesting little guy like you!"

"Since this is just a competition, let's stop here."

Ye Tianming nodded: "Listen to the senior."

The old man was even more pleased with Ye Tianming's attitude.

"Little guy, you have great talent. You even got the admission qualification to my academy. Don't waste it!"

"When you are admitted, you can come directly to this elder with your identity token!"

The old man looked at Ye Tianming deeply, and deep in his smiling eyes, there was more inquiry and curiosity.

Even though he had many things he wanted to explore, at this moment, he forcibly suppressed them.

The young man in front of me is not simple!