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() "Hahaha, Jiang'an! You won't go down the mountain and lose your mind?" Although one was destroyed by Li Daimei, there are still nine armored corpses and one high-level ghost soldier left on the Shura stage. Even if Meng Tianxiang wanted to break his head, he couldn't imagine where the black and thin boy's confidence was.

Thinking back calmly, he remembered that Wen Caiting mentioned in the paper kite that Jiang'an's cultivation was still at the middle stage of body training until the end of the ancestor Youming's birthday banquet.

As for Jiang'an's amazing record of defeating Chai Zijun and Lei Tianyou in a row, Wen Caiting described it briefly in the communication paper kite, and did not deliberately emphasize too much, which made Meng Tianxiang take it for granted that "the opponent is too weak", so he did not How to take it to heart.

In fact, not only Meng Tianxiang, but also the disciples onlookers under the Asura stage were in an uproar - they didn't understand what the strength of the black and thin young man who was all alone dared to ignore a high-level ghost pawn and nine iron-armored corpses face to face!

"Who is this person? It seems like I've never seen him before!" Jin Bingyue saw that Ailang in her heart was about to win in one fell swoop and enter the finals, but was suddenly blocked by a black and thin boy with an unattractive appearance. cheer up.

"I haven't seen it either. It should be an inner disciple. He seems to know Senior Brother Meng, but it doesn't look like they have a good relationship..." Guo Cheng spread his hands and shook his head and replied, "Senior Brother Meng's Suzaku Fen Shidian's power is not in the slightest under Senior Brother Li's Phoenix Nirvana Sutra, if he goes up rashly like this, I'm afraid he will suffer a bit..."

"It deserves it! In fact, as long as that wild girl is willing to nod and admit defeat, it will be fine!" Jin Bingyue curled her small mouth disapprovingly, and muttered with a grin on her face, "In the end, she insisted on holding on, so Brother Meng could only Reluctantly laying down heavy hands, how much it affects the image! It's really annoying!"

"Hmph, after changing to Earth Dragon Po Yuejuan, my strength when I started training my body was more than two thousand catties! Although it's only been a short three months, the situation of the sect has undergone earth-shaking changes! Poor Ah, after spending three months wandering outside, I became a frog in a well!" Mao Qiang stood quietly among the crowd, looking at the black and thin boy on the Asura Terrace with pity.

Although it was a pity that he was defeated by Li Daimei's men, his strength has already won the recognition of many people, and he has made it through.In his opinion, Jiang An's strength is probably still inferior to his own at the moment, so why should he protect Li Daimei.Challenge Meng Tianxiang?

"Ha, since the moment he gave up changing the body training method, I have never looked at him directly!" Wu Yiming's disdain was beyond words, "What is his body training method? Does anyone know? It's the first-rank Suzaku Burning World Code! Even without high-level ghost soldiers and armored corpses, they can easily blow him up with one move!"

"Chongqiuhuang. Your little junior is quite courageous." Zhou Hao's eyes flashed with unconcealable joy—no amount of excuses would be more convincing than Meng Tianxiang's complete torture of the general. force!

"But as far as I know, Junior Brother Tianxiang's control over Suzaku Burning the World is not stable enough. If you accidentally miss it, don't take it too seriously! Hahaha!"

"You!" Chong Qiuhuang only felt a surge of turbid air in his chest, stuck in his throat, and couldn't spit out fast.

"Third junior brother. Don't say a few words, pay attention to the changes in the battle situation on the Shura stage, and be ready to go on stage at any time." Before Chong Qiuhuang's cruel words came out, An Long on the side stopped the conversation.

"You! Don't tell me you still can't trust my junior brother?" Chong Qiuhuang's expression changed.The anger on his face turned into unbelievable astonishment.

"Bullshit! I told you, a slob, to be ready to rescue that Meng at any time, and don't let the junior brother make the big mistake of torturing and killing his fellow disciples in public!" An Long raised his eyebrows, squeezed his small eyes and laughed.

"Bastard! Let's see who was tortured and killed in public in a while!" Zhou Hao was also irritated by An Long's way of speaking, and he said with a sullen face.

The disciples beside the Asura Terrace were talking about it.The elders and chief seats were no exception.

"Yeah, Junior Brother Qi Diao. Why didn't we hear about your little disciple coming back?" Youqin asked in surprise.

"This kid's timing is perfect! The last third round of assessment is still owed, just take advantage of this opportunity to let him compete with Tianxiang to see who is the real No.1! "Zhan Boyang seized the opportunity to grab the conversation, and looked at the dull-looking Qi Diaochen opposite him with provocative eyes.

"Hmph! In the past three months, the situation in the sect has changed a lot. In my opinion, if he hadn't just come back, he might not even be able to make it to the group stage!" Geng Yuanlong also sneered in a hurry, "No Speaking of others, it is my new good apprentice Wu Yiming, I don't think Jiang An is an opponent!"

"Teacher Daoist, he forcibly stepped onto the stage and interrupted the unfinished game. Does this seem to be against the rules?" Lu Shuyuan stroked his beard under his chin lightly, and turned to ask Pang Shengjie.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a small assessment, just wait and see." Pang Shengjie looked at the two opposing sides on the Asura Stage calmly, with an unfathomable smile on his lips.

"Brother Jiang...I haven't lost yet..." Li Daimei pressed the wound on her ribs with her left hand, and struggled to straighten her waist.

"I'm not here for you, I have a debt to settle with him!" Jiang An took out a pack of golden sore medicine that he got from Gao Huan, and stuffed it in the stubborn girl's palm silently, then turned his head and said firmly. Staring at Meng Tianxiang closely, he said slowly, "Just now under the Shura stage, your big senior brother Zhou Hao said that you have done good deeds and accumulated virtues in your previous life, so you have a deep blessing in this life."

"Since that's the case, let me try it out. How deep is your 'blessed fate'?"

Speaking of this, the boy's small eyes suddenly widened, unreservedly releasing the murderous aura that had condensed before, and an unbelievable coldness swept across the entire Shura Terrace in an instant, making the disciples watching on the sidelines feel a chill Killing chill.

"Damn bastard, you really have been jealous of my family background and achievements!" Meng Tianxiang heard the words, and the killing intent in his heart became even stronger.

"That's great! I'll let the young master completely convince you today, so that you won't have to pester me in the future!" But it's strange that from the very beginning, no matter how he activated the restraints on the iron-clad corpses and high-level ghost soldiers, these dead Everything froze in place, and did not follow his instructions to rush forward, as if he was afraid of something.

"What's going on? Give it all to the young master!" Meng Tianxiang showed a hint of ferocity on his face, and fiercely urged stronger restraint methods.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" the nine armored corpses let out sharp and ear-piercing screams one after another, swung the long thick iron chains on their shoulders and rushed towards the bank.

"Hey, kill!" The boy moved.

It moves like thunder, it moves like wind, and it invades like fire!

An incomparably shining golden light shines from his right fist, like a flaming flame, and like a rising sun!

He didn't even look at the iron-clad corpses roaring towards him on both sides, he just played on his own.The seven-style black wind fist that can be easily performed even with eyes closed!

Straight to the point, the black tiger poked out its heart, the wind swept away the remaining clouds, and the black dragon wagged its tail.Shuangfeng pierces the ear, knocks the mountain and shakes the tiger, and the meteor chases the moon!

The fist is as powerful as a mountain, as calm and powerful as Yuanting Yuezhi; the fist is as fast as the wind, and as fast as a ghost, so that the onlookers in the audience are dazzled, only seeing the golden shadow of the fist flying in the sky;Vigorous and unforgiving, breaking mountains and breaking mountains, destroying the dead like the wrath of the heavens and the earth!

"Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang", Jiang An continued to perform the seven styles of Black Wind Fist.Eight of the nine iron-clad corpses were smashed into pieces of iron fragments scattered all over the ground by the surging fist force, and not even a whole corpse was left behind!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" the remaining armored corpse also seemed to be scared out of its wits, bracing itself against the restraining force, and fled down the Asura Terrace like crazy.Was smashed into a discus by a law enforcement disciple on the sidelines with a copper hammer!

"Go! Kill him!" Without the armored corpse and high-level ghost pawns, it is comparable to the existence of the late stage of body forging.Meng Tianxiang tightly embraced the Soul Cultivation Tower in his hand, and launched the strongest attack restriction!

The blue face of the "Can Can" high-level ghost soldier showed a trace of struggle, but he still couldn't resist the prohibition pattern on the Soul Cultivation Tower, roaring and waving his claws, he rushed towards the bank!

"Good time!" There was no trace of panic or fear on the young man's face, but he greeted him happily, pulled out an old and dim oil-paper umbrella from behind, and threw it out!

Seeing the oil-paper umbrella slowly open, the senior ghost soldier of "Can Can" spun around, a trace of fear appeared in the dark ghost's eyes, and he quickly turned his head and wanted to turn around and run away.

It's a pity that it was too late, the oil-paper umbrella spun crazily, passing over the top of the high-level ghost soldier like blood droplets, instead of harvesting the opponent's head, it turned his entire ghost body into a lingering cloud Black air, put it in the umbrella!

Just like that, in just a few breaths of time, the armored corpses and high-level ghost soldiers on the Shura stage were emptied by the black and thin boy as if nothing had happened. Let Jiang An and Meng Tianxiang confront each other!

"You!" Meng Tianxiang was shocked, angry, sad, and fearful, it can be said that he had mixed feelings!

It was as if he fell from the lofty heaven and humanity into the endless hell in an instant. Such a huge contrast in the situation made Meng Tianxiang, who has always been smooth sailing, at a loss!

"It's impossible! What kind of demon technique did you use!"

"Cultivating souls, refining corpses, spiritual pets and magic weapons can all be used, even if I use demon methods, so what?" Jiang An responded coldly.

"Don't you have the good cause planted in the previous life to protect you?"

"Aren't you deeply blessed?"

"Isn't your father a famous general?"

"I want to see, who can protect you now!"

Every time the young man said a sentence, the golden light on his right fist became brighter and shinier. When the last sentence was finished, the scorching golden light wrapped around his right arm like a roaring five-clawed golden dragon, emitting bursts of light. The palpitating horror atmosphere!

"What happened just now? Where is that high-ranking pawn? Why did he disappear in full view?" Jin Bingyue, who was not sure why, asked Guo Cheng beside him.

"I didn't see clearly either. That old-looking oil-paper umbrella should be a magic weapon, and it captured that high-level ghost soldier!" Guo Cheng shook his head in a daze, then patted his thigh, Sudden enlightenment guessed.

"No! That's impossible! What kind of body-training art he has cultivated, how can he release the power of Yanyang that is more pure and condensed than the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra, Suzaku Burning World Code, and even the Golden Crow Jue of the Great Sun! Wu Yiming, who was under the Shura stage, stared dumbfounded at the golden light on the young man's right arm that seemed to burn heaven and earth, and opened his mouth so wide that he could swallow an egg.

"The late stage of body training! It turns out that in this short period of three months, he has advanced to the first level of small realm! What kind of shit luck did he have to make such rapid progress!" Mao Qianglai thought With his three months of uninterrupted hard work, he has already equaled or even surpassed Jiang'an's level when he went down the mountain.

Unexpectedly, the reality is so cruel.Not seeing each other for three months, not only did the gap not get closer at all, but it got farther and farther away, so far that even the back of the other person was almost invisible!

"Black Wind Fist! Yellow-level low-level martial arts, even a low-level martial artist can do it!" Although Yan Guangping did not take the route of martial arts in fighting skills, he still admired the incomparably superb boxing skills of the black and thin boy. , "However, this set of boxing techniques in his hands is not inferior to any set of high-level yellow-rank martial arts! He can display the power that this set of boxing techniques do not possess at such a super level. Diligent, enlightened, solid The foundational skills are all indispensable!"

"Beautiful! I haven't seen you for three months. The Black Wind Fist practiced by my little brother has become more and more concise and pure! I can practice all the fake moves in the routine one by one. There is not a single redundant movement. It takes a lot of effort!" Your hard work!" Chong Qiuhuang's eyes were shining under the Shura stage, and he couldn't stop praising him, Jiang An's every movement was so direct and powerful, there was an incredible harmony and perfection!

"Rhythm, rhythm! Everything has been mastered by him! Just like you said, he was able to make this set of such superficial martial arts back to the basics at this moment. I don't know how many times he practiced hard secretly. !" An Long also saw the blood rushing, and stood up excitedly, in the clean and pure movement of the bank.He seemed to have seen the persistence and perseverance of the black and thin boy who practiced boxing silently and sweated profusely!

At this moment, even these two lazy senior brothers also had a passion and impulse to practice crazily!

"No, it's impossible! Only I, Meng Tianxiang, are the true pride of heaven!" A trace of unprecedented madness flashed in Meng Tianxiang's eyes.He quickly took out an emerald green pill bottle from his arms, and uncorked the bottle cork wrapped with red silk.Three pills of different sizes and shapes were poured out from it.

"Hua Yuan Pill, Zeng Yuan Pill and Violent Pill!" Chen Shan, the elder of the alchemy room, recognized the origin of these three pills at a glance.

"Hua Yuan Dan paralyzes the pain in the body, Zeng Yuan Dan temporarily expands the width of the meridians, and then uses Berserk Pill to double the physical strength of the body training power! This set of combination pills can allow him to temporarily exert his physical training state More powerful strength in the later stage!" Elder Hao who was beside him also immediately analyzed Meng Tianxiang's intentions at the moment.

"You lingering bastard, die for me!" Meng Tianxiang stared at the opposite Jiang An, with an incomparably determined ruthlessness in his handsome eyes, and poured down the three pills in his hand !

In an instant, his whole body was wrapped in a layer of bright and fiery flames, his eyes were covered with countless bloodshot eyes, and his mouth let out a beast-like roar of "ho ho", like a general Kishi killed the past.

"Okay! That's the taste!" Jiang'an's expression remained unchanged, he exhaled loudly, lowered his waist and lowered his hips, and drew a nearly perfect arc with his right fist, and punched out in the direction Meng Tianxiang was rushing towards!

Straight to the point!

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Meng Tianxiang also swung a powerful Shangyang Fist while he was running.

"Have a blast! Win or lose with one punch, who will win the final victory?"

"Excellent! This is the most exciting duel so far today, but we have to see whether Meng Tianxiang's Suzaku Burning Code is the best, or Jiang An's unknown yang attribute exercise method is more powerful. powerful!"

"The duel of blood and fire! Brother Meng, you must win! No matter what, you can't lose to that iron rooster of Tianhong Mountain!"

The waves of heat coming from the Asura Terrace also completely ignited the passion and enthusiasm of the onlookers. They all stood up, waved their arms, and cheered for the person they were more optimistic about.

"Meng Tianxiang is doomed! Although the level of Shangyang Fist is higher than that of Black Wind Fist, his practice is too superficial, and he can't fully display the thick and tragic artistic conception in the fist. It's just a shape!" Headmaster Pang Shengjie suddenly shook his head, and let out a light breath.

Sure enough, a golden light that seemed to be able to pierce the blue sky flashed at the moment when the two fists clashed, shaking all the onlookers unconsciously to look sideways—it was too dazzling!

"Crackling" A bone-crushing sound that sounded creepy came from the Shura Terrace!

Punch!With just one punch, Jiang An shattered Meng Tianxiang's fist with his own fist, and broke the body training power multiplied by his Huayuan Pill, Zengyuan Pill and Berserk Pill!

To be precise, most of Meng Tianxiang's body was crushed by Kishi's stance, and his tendons were broken. After one punch, his whole body was paralyzed, and he no longer had the slightest strength to resist.

"Tell me, what about the good causes of the previous life? Where did your profound blessings go? How can your father who is far away in the sky help you?"

"Cultivation is against the sky! No one can protect you except yourself, except for this strength that you have cultivated through hard work!"

Standing beside Meng Tianxiang, who was limp on the ground with his hands behind his back, Jiang'an looked like a demon from Jiuyou, cold and proud.

There was no sound in the audience, all of them were shocked by the ferocious power of the black and thin boy.

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