Alternative God Level Appreciation Master

Tang Ya?

Tang Shi wanted to laugh when he heard this name, but after thinking about it, he didn't know why he didn't. Maybe he saw Tang Ya's interested eyes.

This great appraiser of Pixiu Building doesn't seem to be someone who plays cards according to common sense at all.

One can tell just by looking at the unique attire of the people on the Floating Cloud Stairs——Tang Ya is unique, even out of the ordinary.

He was dressed too gorgeously, and he didn't look like a Taoist priest at all.The Tibetan Pavilion, the Pill Pavilion, and the Qi Pavilion are probably local tyrants in the several pavilions of the Great Wilderness, but the lord of the Pill Pavilion did not dress like him... It doesn’t look like a pure-hearted monk at all. The first time he saw Tang Ya, Tang Shi knew that this person was unique.

Three tricks against Tang Ya?Tang Shi sat on the spot, looking at Qingyuan, and Qingyuan looked at Tang Ya.

Then, Tang Ya stood up naturally from his position, raised his hand on the Floating Cloud Steps, then remained motionless, but appeared at the bottom of Sifang Terrace in an instant.

Tang shi also got up, but walked in slowly.

The name under his feet was blood red inlaid with gold borders. Even before Tang shi, he didn't know that a person's name could be so shocking.

When he came three feet away from Tang Ya, he didn't bow his hands, just stood like this.

The whole atmosphere suddenly became solemn and oppressive.

Tang Shi was a late Jindan cultivator, and Tang Ya...

Although he really wanted to ask Tang Ya what his cultivation level was, at least the two of them were going to fight each other, but after all, Tang Ya said that he wanted to open a back door for the protagonist, Tang Shi couldn't reveal any close past between him and Tang Ya. , Now I can only pretend not to know each other.

Tang Ya also looked like he didn't know Tang Shi very well, but he still said politely: "Heroes come out of youth, according to the rules, as long as Tang Xiaoyou catches Tang's three moves, he can advance to the next round."

Tang Shi really wanted to scold her. The current number is 19 people. If Tang Shi advances smoothly, then the number of people in the next round will be ten people. If it continues, there will be five people, three people...

If Tang shi had a bye all the way, his fate was almost certain - he would be given a turn by all the powerful monks on the entire Fuyun stage.

Fuck you, can you bear this?

He couldn't hold back, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "You don't know how deep you are, Mr. Tang is merciful."

As soon as Tang Ya pushed his glasses, he casually separated his feet, looking relaxed, and said, "I am a cultivator in the middle stage of Transcendence Tribulation, and you are only in the late stage of Jindan, so I will suppress my strength below that of Nascent Soul , Sifangtai will still focus on fairness in essence, so you don't have to worry about it."

"..." Mind you Nima...

Tang Shi is in a bad mood, the organizer, the organizer, what the hell is this thing, drag this monster back quickly!

In the middle of the Tribulation Transcendence, Tang Shi slightly snapped his fingers. Starting from Jindan, Yuanying, Leaving Aperture, Guixu, and Tribulation Transcendence, the four major realms, Tang Ya's strength is simply crushing, okay?Even if the strength is only controlled below Yuanying, Tang Ya's strength cannot be weaker than Tang Shi's - because Tang Ya is a monk in the period of crossing the catastrophe in the wilderness after all. After the catastrophe, it can basically be said that there is a smooth road, and after the Mahayana, it is a soaring.

The so-called ascension period actually has only one realm, and there is no specific definition at all. All the realms after Mahayana are ascension, and the days of waiting for the opportunity to ascend are all ascension periods.

Tang Ya in the Tribulation Period...

Although he had guessed that Tang Ya's cultivation was not low, he hadn't reached such a terrifying level. Tang Shi pursed his lips and looked at Tang Ya. Tang Ya smiled slowly, but raised his slender Palm, "The first trick is what I realized during the foundation building period, and it is named Fufeng Palm."

When the voice fell to the ground, Tang Ya waved his palm and turned his wrist, as if he was catching a ray of wind, and then his sleeves puffed up, thinking that Tang Shi would swipe away with his palm - Fufeng is riding the wind, This palm is called Fufeng Palm, but it was intended for Tang Shi to ride the wind.

Where is the oncoming wind?This Tang Ya's ability to name is really bad. Tang Shi's lips were pursed into a straight line, and the dark light in his eyes shone slightly. This is simply a gentle name like Gust, Strong Wind, and Fufengzhang. Isn't it funny?He really couldn't say anything, he quickly retreated on tiptoe, and when he reached a place where the spiritual power fluctuations were normal, he immediately started teleporting and went behind Tang Ya.

What he wanted was to avoid this move for the time being, but how could Tang Ya's move be so simple?

Where is the wind blowing?There is no fixed number!

Tang shi was trapped by the wind for just a moment - but at this moment, he already had a solution.

The strong wind blew his face like a knife, almost cutting his throat. Tang Shi saw Tang Ya's slightly cold eyes, and suddenly couldn't see clearly - if this person wanted to kill him...

I don't think so much for now.

In this haunting wind with blue aura, Tang Shi suddenly stomped his feet hard, turned over by the reaction force of the domineering platform, and was already in the air. The wind was still below Tang Shi, bringing Tang Ya along with him. It was also under him, so Tang Shi didn't hesitate any longer, he started to write in his hand, and saw the three black wooden heart pens between his fingers, and a faint flash of inspiration was a lake blue.

As the nib gathered spiritual power, tiny spots of light gathered together. Touched by the nib, Tang Shi looked at Tang Ya. Tang Ya had already finished his move. At this moment, he just stood aside and didn't continue. Control spirits.

Now Tang Ya wants to see how Tang Shi will solve it.

Although this Fufeng Palm was his skill during the Foundation Establishment period, how high is Tang Ya's cultivation level now?It was not comparable to Tang Shi at all, even the most common knife would cut his neck in Tang Ya's hands.

Now people around also know that these three tricks are just a meaning. Since Tang Ya can control his own strength, Tang Shi will naturally not lose too badly, but - others can easily learn from Tang Ya and Tang Shi. Tang Shi's depth can be seen from these three moves.

After all, Tang Shi still had a lot of limelight at the Sifangtai meeting, and most people followed him.

Even someone like Xia Huang was a little apprehensive after seeing Tang Shi's abilities.

Now the Dongshan side is the most curious. How has the strength of Tang Shi in the middle stage of Jindan and Tang Shi in the late Jindan improved?

Tang shi was thinking a little differently now. One was to meet the enemy, and the other was to hide his strength.

It is absolutely unwise to turn over all the cards before meeting the most powerful enemy, especially before he has no overwhelming advantage, not to mention his opponents have been lurking in the dark all the time?

It's just that Tang Shi touched his pen now, but he spit out two words: "No wind."

Dongting, the lake surface has no mirrors and has not been polished.

The sudden appearance of Miaoshu gave Tang Ya a great surprise.

Tang Ya was just testing Tang Shi casually, after all, he didn't know how capable this person was.When I first met him, he was still a monk at the Foundation Establishment Stage, but now only ten years have passed, although the appearance of the monk has changed little, but Tang Shi's cultivation base has reached the late Golden Core stage, and he is only in his twenties, right?

Tang Ya stared at Feng, who was already free.

These countless winds are invisible in the eyes of mortals, but monks can see the trajectory of the wind with a pair of spiritual eyes, where it blows from, what shape it is, and where it will go.

Just as Tang shi stretched out his pen, the wind was blowing towards Tang shi head-on, so he faced the wind head-on, and with one stroke, it was as if the storm had been stopped - no wind.

It's just that there must be pool noodles first.

So in Tang Shi's writing, a piece of clear lake water spread out in an instant, and the moment the wind touched the lake water, it plunged into it and disappeared without a trace. Like Gujing, there was no disturbance.

The clear lake water reflected the square platform above Tang Shi's head, which was extremely clear.

As the wind breathed down, the lake water also slowly disappeared, as if being sucked in by Tang shi's pen, and then disappeared without a trace.

The wind has never appeared, and the lake has never appeared.

Tang Ya had thought of countless ways, and countless people used countless ways to defeat his trick. It was originally a very simple trick, but he never expected that Tang Shi would use such a method to defeat him. His move.

In the Tang Dynasty, there were different spirit techniques anytime, anywhere. Did this spirit technique be created by oneself or did it exist in the first place?

When that piece of lake water appeared, everyone's eyes had suddenly changed.

The piece of lake water just now is easy to think of the kind of handwriting that Tang Shi used to dye the entire Juzun Terrace into a pool of ink when he made a move. It can give people an infinite sense of beauty, and successfully resolved Tang Ya's move.

Although few of them could see through the mystery, as long as they knew that Tang shi was not an easy guy, it would be fine.

Now besides Tang Shi, there are 18 other people who have advanced. Tang Ya's wind seems simple, but it is very annoying.Everyone couldn't feel it, only Tang shi could understand it.

So in the eyes of ordinary people, it was Tang shi's last touch to point out a lake that was very pleasing to the eye, and everyone felt that Tang shi's technique was even more sublime.

Tang Ya didn't care too much, the one he wanted to win over was Tang Shi, and it's best to let the water go at this time, the first move was just an ordinary probing - he really wanted to know what level Tang Shi was, and if there was any way to do it. Tempting, but still not exposing Tang shi, or even helping him?

With...

Tang Ya smiled slightly, and didn't say much, stretched out his hand, and he didn't know where he found a fan, ordinary people don't know it, but people from the Great Wilderness know it very well.This is one of Tang Ya's three famous magic weapons, named "Terrace Fan", and it is a middle-grade spiritual weapon.

Tang Ya flipped the fan fiercely, and saw countless misty rains falling from the turquoise fan, covering Tang Shi in an instant.

Tang Shi was shocked by Tang Ya's terrifying spiritual consciousness for a moment, and before he could react, he was already trapped in this misty rain. The scene in front of him changed instantly.

For a moment, he was stunned.

Tang Ya turned the fan back outside, but Tang Shi was still covered by a misty mist, and he stood inside without moving.

Tang Ya laughed outside, "This trick is my famous skill, it's called Yan Locking the Heavy Building."

Qingyuan on the Fuyun steps frowned, wondering if Tang Ya had a grudge against Tang Shi, why did he even use such tricks.He said: "You..."

But Tang Ya ignored him, and then put away the fan, but he picked the finger of his right hand casually into the void, and suddenly he held the starlight from nowhere by his fingertips. Throwing it into the misty rain of the Tang Dynasty, the sky was full of stars, as if the bottom of the entire Sifangtai had turned into an endless starry sky. Tang Ya seemed to be standing on a tall building, picking up the stars, and then everything It all fell to Tang shi.

Qingyuan is only the seventh-level master of the Dao Pavilion. Although each level corresponds to a different level of cultivation, Qingyuan is still a monk at the beginning of the tribulation. How could he not see Tang Ya's mastery?

Tang Ya said indifferently: "The technique of picking stars is a perfect match with the smoke-locked building. With two moves in a row, I can be considered to have finished these three moves with him. As for whether he can come out, it is out of my control. .”

"You—" Qingyuan's voice suddenly turned cold, "doesn't it violate my morality to use the star picking technique on a Jindan stage monk?"

"The strength has already been controlled below the Nascent Soul Stage, so I can use whatever spells I want?" Tang Ya sneered, but he sat down on the Floating Cloud Steps in a blink of an eye, and then waved his hand and trapped him in the field. Tang shi swept away to the edge.His Tibetan Pavilion was not a traditional Taoist sect, and what he hated the most was the chattering of rigid Taoist members, so even if Qingyuan was the host of the first battle of the Sifangtaihui, Tang Ya was not going to give him face.Immediately Tang Ya said: "It is his ability to come out, and I am only the ability of the peak of Jindan. If he can come out, he is very good. If he can't come out, he just lost the opportunity to advance."

Everyone: "..." Suddenly, Tang Shi felt so pitiful.

I'm afraid that after hearing Tang Ya's words, countless people secretly lit a candle for Tang Shi in their hearts, right?

Now that Tang shi's side has been thrown aside, the next promotion competition can continue.

The remaining 18 people naturally had to start a competition, but Tang Shi...

Tang Shi fell into an unspeakable state at this moment. He didn't feel the murderous intent yet, only a sense of wonder.

He didn't know when, he had already walked into a psychedelic white mist. In the hazy mist, his cheeks were wet when he walked past. Tang Shi raised his hand and caught a drop of raindrops. Also a mild dampness.

He raised his eyes and saw that the heavy mist and rain that trapped him around him suddenly retreated towards the surroundings, but it never disappeared.

In front of Tang shi's eyes, there was immediately a picture of the south of the Yangtze River.

He was standing on the alley paved with bluestone slabs. The place where people walked a lot was slightly sunken, with the old color of bluestone, but the places on both sides that were trampled by young people were covered with moss. Tang Shi raised his eyes. Looking around, there are low black and white buildings with low eaves on both sides, and there are raindrops falling.

Tang shi didn't feel any spiritual power in him. He just thought about it, but he had already appeared at the entrance of the alley. He didn't know why he felt such a scene was familiar.But where is the familiarity, and it is not clear at all...

Everything was blurred like this, and there was an indescribable palpitation.

In front of the entrance of the alley is a deserted street, full of ancient flavors everywhere, green willows are on the bank of the river, the willows hang down into the gurgling river, there are river lights in the river, and a black awning is moored under the stone bridge in front The boat, Tang Shi, walked step by step from the street facing the water to the stone bridge in the distance.

Before I got to the bridge, I saw the name of the bridge - 24 Bridge.

24 On a moonlit night at the bridge, where can the jade man teach me how to play the flute?

The person who named the bridge is strange. The 24 bridge is the 24 bridge, but it is not the "24 bridge".

Tang Shi bent his lips and smiled, thinking that Tang Ya's spiritual skills were extremely strange, this must be an illusion, right?It's just that there hasn't been any lethality yet.

He stepped onto the steps and walked up slowly from the other end of the bridge. The faint sound of the flute actually came up, and it seemed to Tang Shi's ears.

He stopped in one step, but the painted clothes had changed into ordinary green robes at some point.Tang Shi raised his sleeve to look, and wanted to follow the sound, but felt that there were voices in all directions, and after a while, he felt that the voice was coming from nowhere.

The sound of the flute, which was nowhere to be found, was so indifferent from the beginning, that it suddenly started to sob.

Misty rain south of the Yangtze River, followed by a piece of sadness.

Hearing such a voice, Tang Shi went up the stairs, and suddenly saw a blue oil-paper umbrella appearing under the bridge opposite him.

Tang shi stood at this end of the bridge and didn't leave.

The visitor held an umbrella, as if to cover up the misty rain, but the misty rain is alluring, like the willow wind that is not cold on the face, and the apricot blossom rain that wets the clothes, how can one rely on an umbrella to get rid of it? Is it all covered?

Tang Shi felt that this man was too stupid for a moment. There were faint traces of moisture in the moon-white monk's robe, and the man's face was completely covered by the hanging green umbrella. Long hanging beads on the front.The smell of sandalwood suddenly approached...

Seeing that the man was about to walk past him, Tang shi suddenly moved in front of him with one step, and dodged under the man's umbrella, covering the two of them with one umbrella.

Tang Shi narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand to pinch his face, and said, "Why do you hurt me?"

The man didn't speak, just looked at him with pity and compassion as always, and then lowered his eyes.

On the 24th bridge, there is no moonlit night, but there are countless misty rains in the south of the Yangtze River, and a blue oil-paper umbrella covers the two people.

Tang Shi leaned over to kiss him, no matter how real or illusory, he felt that it was just an illusion, and it didn't matter what he did - it's a pity that the demon still exists.

He ignored it, and it came.

The tip of her tongue hooked his tongue, then pressed his shoulder, and kissed him thoroughly. Tang Shi seduced him, but he was still unmoved, untouched by clouds and smoke.

"boring……"

Even the illusion is boring.

In his mind, this person is just boring, and there is nothing outstanding about him. It has nothing to do with Tang Shi to say that he is outstandingly talented. It has nothing to do with Tang Shi to say that he is compassionate and helpful to the world. He's kind, it's none of Tang Shi's business - the whole impression this man left on him was that he was bored, bored from beginning to end.

Living not for oneself, living the world with oneself but no one can save him from suffering, is stupid and boring.

To be tempted by such a person must be Tang shi's brain twitch.

His lips parted, and he went back to trace his lips again, but when he looked up, he saw that he was looking at him all the time, so Tang Shi raised his hand to cover his eyes, and continued to deepen the kiss.

Pale and unresponsive, Tang Shi's heart was already cold. He laughed and said, "Tang Ya is a lunatic, if I go out, I will have to chop this person into pieces one day to calm my mind." hate."

At this moment, this person is the most hurtful part of his heart, but it is this Tang Ya who uses the technique of "smoke lock the heavy building" to force out his inner demons and make him fall into a doom.

It is still unknown how this person's intentions are.

Tang Shi's hand was lightly released, so he took a step back and let it go to the side. The blue umbrella passed over his head slowly, and the moon-white monk's robe was so far away. A string of hand beads, the smell of Buddha incense, disappeared in this faint misty rain.

Tang Shi stood on the stone bridge, Xiao Guan said, but he was indifferent.

So he turned around and walked down from the stone bridge to a long embankment.

This is clearly the Slender West Lake in the poems, where the long embankment melts the snow, and a solitary tower stands on the water, misty and misty.

He knew that this was an illusion, but he didn't know what the purpose of this thing was.

If Tang Shi couldn't go back before the 18-person competition ended, maybe this one-person battle wouldn't have to go back.

He looked back and saw the deserted stone bridge, deserted streets, and the black boats leaning under the bridge...

He turned his gaze back to the tall buildings on the lake.

He walked over, raised his hand to draw the black-covered boat under the bridge just now, landed on the water, got on the boat, and drifted along the current to the middle of the lake after a while.

Under the tall building.

Just kidding Nima...

Tang Shi pulled the corners of his lips into a smile. He had thought of Yingyuejing and Wangjiang Tower, but now there is really a fucking Wangjiang Tower here.He suddenly felt that he was simply a creation god.

God of Creation.

The word suddenly seemed to touch something. Countless incomprehensible words flashed through Tang Shi's mind, but they were still obscure.

Yingyuejing and Wangjianglou are all things in his original world. It is not even clear whether Yingyuejing exists or not, but Wangjianglou is famous all because of that couplet.

Tang Shi had already gone upstairs in a blink of an eye, but suddenly felt that something was wrong with this building, but what was wrong?

He looked at the wild grass couplet on the tall building.

Wangjiang Building, Wangjiang Flow, Wangjiang Upstairs, Wangjiang Flow, Jianglou is eternal, and the river is eternal.

Tang Shi picked up his pen, but he didn't know where the hostility came from, so he raised his hand to dip in the ink like this.Swiping the pen is a long stroke, and with one stroke, this vigorous and hearty wild grass will be hooked away!

The originally majestic couplet suddenly seemed to be disfigured by Tang Shi's hook. Tang Shi's stroke was like a sword piercing the world, and he used this simple and rude way to unleash all the momentum. Destroy clean.

Murder -

It was revealed from Tang Shi's resolute and straightforward strokes.

One stroke, from top to bottom, the color of the ink is never decisive, and it spreads out along with the strength of the hand at the end, so there is a sharp taste.

Tang Shi looked at the couplet that had been completely destroyed by himself, and for some reason, he felt a sense of joy, a great feeling of "no matter how awesome you are, you're not being made into a second-rate by me now".

It's fine that the Wangjiang tower is here, this is the Slender West Lake, and this illusion followed wherever Tang Shi thought of it.

It's just that when he went to the front of the building and looked around, he heard the sound of the river flowing, the sound was not small - the clear and flat lake just now had long since disappeared without a trace, replaced by a rushing river, until the end of the setting sun.

——Sure enough, it was still an illusion in his heart.

I don't know why I feel a little depressed.

Tang Shi didn't want to think about it so much, he just sat up cross-legged on the spot. This Tang Ya didn't mean anything to him, but he didn't know what effect this illusion had.

The art of picking stars is actually an ancient secret art, and there are some hints about the stars and people.

It is not unreasonable that there are always powerful monks who compare themselves with the stars.

Tang Ya's last technique is the technique of picking stars, which is the technique of fortune telling.

Although Tang Shi didn't know what all the encounters he encountered foreshadowed, it was always related to his fortune-telling.

The left and right are all illusions, which are a combination of the smoke-locked building and the art of picking stars. Tang Shi thought that the art of picking stars was too boring, and he might not be able to solve it.

Return to the Sovereign Stage earlier to advance.

Sifangtai will be held once every sixty years. If there is a regret this time, he will not have the chance to participate next time.

Because Tang shi believed that after sixty years, he must have become famous all over the world.

People who can't stand loneliness will not be willing to practice incognito and silently.

Tang Shi closed his eyes, sat where he was, and then used the wedding dress technique, but this time it failed rarely.

After all, Tang Ya was a cultivator in the Transcending Tribulation Stage, and the illusion he created was not something that Tang Shi, a late Golden Core cultivator, could easily graft over.So Tang shi couldn't use the wedding dress technique to take over his smoke-locked building technique, and he couldn't see through the mystery, let alone the star picking technique.

It is invariably beneficial for monks of the same level, but if it is used for monks of a higher level, it will lose its original effect.

Tang Shi's Heart Sutra started to work, and finally decided to use the most common method.

Illusions and demonic barriers are nothing more than rising from his heart, so it would be good if all these were eliminated from his heart.

But... at this moment, Tang Shi was not in the same state of mind as before, and now he felt an indescribable irritability when he practiced.

He inexplicably remembered that when he left Xiaozizaitian, he promised Zen Master Kuxin that he would save right and wrong—what he thought at the beginning was that he didn't want to get infected with inner demons, so when he saved right and wrong, he also regarded himself as saving himself.But in fact, he has never been right and wrong, and at this moment, he has demons in his heart, and he has also let himself into the sea of ​​suffering, so he can't meditate.

Tracing back to the source is nothing but a matter of right and wrong.There is only one right and wrong.

Tang Shi moved his fingers, and the black jade was in his hand.

Then, for some unknown reason, he felt someone's gaze, and raised his eyes to see that he was sitting cross-legged in front of him, with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, as if he was sitting in front of a Buddha, with a humble and pious expression on his face.

Tang Shi vomited out a mouthful of blood somehow, "You are possessed by demons, why bother to pester me?"

What he cultivated in Tang Dynasty was not the way of magic, but the heart of magic.

Born with a demonic heart and a ruthless air.

That was nothing more than something he imagined, but as long as the phantom in front of him sat there, Tang Shi would not be able to practice. His eyes suddenly turned red, and endless murderous intent gushed out.

The Wangjiang Tower disappeared, the river flow also disappeared, and the small bridges in the distance, the bluestone roads, and the many misty and rainy buildings also disappeared.

Tang shi was sitting in a mist now, with stars flickering faintly, as if all the stars in the sky had been picked off, falling around Tang shi's body, locking him up heavily.

Smoke locks the heavy building, and there is also the star picking technique, this is really powerful.

Tang Shi kept staring at the person in front of him. When he raised his hand, he was about to drop his palm, destroying the person in front of him, and then he could practice meditation.

Just how to do it?

His fingers trembled, and then curled up slightly, Tang Shi withdrew his hand and pinched the black jade slip between his fingers - said ruthlessly.

If a person is ruthless, even emotion can make this emotion disappear invisibly.

After all, he closed his eyes, not looking at the person in front of him that he couldn't kill.

Lovers practice the path of ruthlessness, while those without lovers practice the path of extreme affection.

The path of extreme affection is the tomb of the sentient, and the path of ruthlessness is the coffin of the ruthless.

Is it the general outline of the ruthless way?

Tang shi had almost memorized such a bizarre general outline.

He has read the ruthless way countless times, but has given up on cultivation countless times.

But now that there is an indescribably disheartened feeling, it doesn't seem to be difficult to cultivate, right?

The fierce battle was raging outside, but Tang shi always sat cross-legged in that corner, unaffected by the battle situation.

18 people fought nine games, Du Shuangtian also lost to Luo Yuancang in a blink of an eye, Lu Xuanming lost to Qin Xi, Zhou Yong defeated a monk from Wujimen, Li Zizhi lost to Chengshu, Ying Yu defeated Hengjian faction A disciple "nearly won" to advance again.

There are 21 people in Nanshan. Excluding Tang Shi, only two people have advanced at this moment.

The Wuji Sect of Beishan encountered strong enemies repeatedly, except for Xia Huang, only one monk advanced, while the Liangyi Sect was completely defeated, only the Hengjian Sect was completed, and Beishan only had three people advanced.

No one expected that Dongshan, who was not favored by everyone at the beginning, would have one person from each of the upper three sects advance. Whether it was Qin Xi, Luo Yuancang, or Yin Chuixue, who was the leader, they all showed great An invincible situation, at this moment there is an unprecedented scene where Dongshan and Beishan are evenly matched.

In contrast, Xishan was extremely fierce. Now the final battle was between Hongjue and a monk from the Hengjian sect. The exercises are in line with Xiao Zizaitian, so they tend to be gentle, and the time of the battle will inevitably be prolonged.

Unlike everyone who was watching anxiously, everyone here in Nanshan only hoped that this last competition would be dragged on as long as possible——Tang Shi was still trapped in the illusion of the smoke-locked building, if he couldn't figure it out, then But it's troublesome.

As the leader, Tang Shi's strength has obviously been recognized by everyone, but now he is trapped by that Tang Ya, thinking about it makes people feel extremely aggrieved.

Now that the battle had come to an end, even Tang Ya couldn't help frowning.

How could Tang Shi be so dawdling?According to his calculations, Tang Shi was trapped in such an illusion, and he should come out soon, but now...

Heck.

Tang Ya was thinking about whether he should move his hands or feet secretly, but he immediately felt the movement over there.

Countless clear and shallow lights suddenly appeared between the psychedelic misty rain, and the misty rain was only gently dispersed. Tang Shi could vaguely see Tang Shi raising his finger, and the ink flashed, and he drew a large stroke , then suddenly opened his eyes, and then swiped fiercely, as if to tick off something in his eyes with this stroke.

The ink smudged away, and a streak of blood oozed out from Tang Shi's lips.

He stood up when Hongjue won, wiped the blood from his lips with his sleeve, and gave Tang Ya a cold look.

That pair of pure black eyes seemed to have lost all hostility, but they were icy cold!

When Tang Ya saw Tang Shi's eyes but didn't notice any emotion in them, he was startled suddenly, as if he had entered a cold pool, but Tang Shi's eyes flickered for a moment , with a slight warmth, seemed to glance at him mockingly, and then turned away.

The smoke-locked building is a fantasy for cultivating the mind.

According to Tang Ya's knowledge, Tang Dynasty experienced a lot of battles. Such people are more likely to resist the invasion of various evil spirits and heretics than those who are pure cultivators in Taoism. He thought that the pair of "combined Taoism" he used should be solved by Tang Shi with a little effort, but now Tang Shi...

Did some accident happen?

But Tang Ya still has confidence in his spiritual skills.

Now a very strange scene happened to Tang Shi - his name under his feet flashed between gray and red, dim for a while and bright for a while, clearly showing the chaos in his body at the moment.

It's just that as he walked from the edge of the Juzun platform to the middle and passed directly under the Sifang platform, the flickering of the bloody characters slowed down.

Hongjue had just finished this competition, and won with the great compassionate palm taught to him by the right and wrong master from Xiao Zizaitian, which neither hurt anyone nor himself, and at this moment, it was extending along the stretch of palm under his feet. The blood line that went out looked over - then saw Tang Shi who had just walked over.

Tang shi also looked at him, and it turned out to be a monk of Xiao Fanzong.

But all monks are disgusting.

Tang shi glanced at the monk mercilessly, then walked back to where he was.

The bloody characters under his feet had completely stabilized in a bright red color when he left the shadow of Sifangtai.

Tang Shi's smooth return made everyone heave a sigh of relief, and everyone on the Nanshan side showed a happy expression.

Ying Yu looked at Tang Shi, the expression on his face suddenly became a little dull, and he murmured: "Crazy..."

However, Tang Shi didn't seem to have heard Ying Yu's soliloquy. He smiled at the crowd and said, "I'm so lucky, I still came out."

"Ximo Pavilion now relies on you and Ying Yu, two absolute juniors, it really makes us who have started early..." Bai Yu rubbed his chin and let out a resigned sentence. Good sigh.

Tang Shi looked at Ying Yu, smiled slightly, and said, "Junior Sister Ying Yu is not an ordinary person."

Or not human.

The corner of Ying Yu's mouth was stiff and impulsive: "Thank you, Senior Brother Six, for your compliment."

The entire Ximo Pavilion is full of fun, and the Bailiantang and Yangmingmen also find it interesting to watch them start playing tricks.

Obviously, Tang Shi had already advanced, and it might be a tough battle for Tang Shi, but they didn't seem to want to say anything from Tang Shi's expression, so they didn't ask.

Tang Ya was the most frustrated, he didn't know anything at all.

The third round was finally over, and Tang Shi's name finally appeared at the end of the names of the ten finalists.

The fourth round is five out of ten, if there is another bye - the corner of Tang Shi's mouth twitched, don't fuck him again, this luck is so good that it will make everyone complain.

He was the last of the five rounds in the fourth round, and his opponent was Hong Jue who just won the last game.

As soon as the match list for the fourth round came out, Tang shi could already smell the faint smell of blood.

In the first match, Qinxi from Tianhai Mountain in Dongshan played against Xia Wang from Wuji Gate in Beishan; in the second match, Xue Hao from Wuji Gate in Beishan played against Yingyu from Ximo Pavilion in Nanshan; Cang; in the fourth game, Yin Chuixue of Dongshan Chuuxuelou played against Beishan Hengjian School; in the fifth game, Xishan Xiaofanzong Hongjue played against Nanshan Ximo Pavilion Tangshi.

Every game can be said to be a classic battle.

Tang Shi already knew the outcome of Qin Xi's confrontation with Xia Huang, but it's hard to say how far Qin Xi can force Xia Huang to go; and that Xue is a little-known little character, and Ying Yu's chance of winning is still very high; In the three rounds between Zhou Yong and Luo Yuancang, although Tang Shi hoped that Zhou Yong would win, his rationality told him that the winner must be Luo Yuancang; as for the fourth round, it was the most exciting one—Jianxiu!

Yin Chuixue is a swordsman, and Cheng Shu is also a swordsman!

As early as the beginning of the Sifangtai meeting, some people were looking forward to the meeting of these two people, and now they meet at ten to five, which makes people feel a bit regretful, but after such a pity, the next It is endless anticipation!

Sword cultivators are generally recognized as the strongest group of monks with the strongest attack power. The sword is the center of cultivation, and the sword is the heart!Yin Chuixue is the leader of Dongshan, who has already shown his tyrannical strength in the previous competitions, and Chengshu is a long-famous sword cultivator of the Beishan Hengjian Sect, and is also the leader of Beishan. ...

Tang Shizhi