One person ascends to the Pure Huang Court

There was darkness all around, and he had no idea how far away or what time it was. Hu Xiuwu felt as if he was in the vast desert, and also as if he was huddled in a cramped little house, feeling depressed and worried.

There was no sound around, only a dead silence, which made people feel frightened.

In such an environment, if a person has a weak mind, he would probably lose his composure and lose 70% to 80% of his strength before the fight even begins.

Hu Xiuwu cast the Golden Light Mantra, and his left hand glowed brightly, but the light of the Golden Light Mantra seemed to arouse the disgust of the darkness, and boundless darkness surged over. Under the swallowing of the darkness, the golden light slowly dimmed, and finally merged with the surroundings, and could no longer be distinguished from each other.

Hu Xiuwu was surprised. He could clearly feel the light attached to his body, but he couldn't even see his own hands:

It can even absorb the light emitted by me. There is something special about this Yinyou Liuding Formation.

Hu Xiuwu tried to move forward, wanting to see if the Yinyou Liuding Formation could also distort the space.

His heart suddenly beat fast, he leaped upwards, twisted his body in the air, and swung his sword downwards.

Ding!

Hu Xiuwu felt that Zhegui had cut into a sharp metal pillar. Curious, he turned his wrist and raised the tip of the Zhegui sword, stimulating the Gengjin sword energy contained in the sword body and moving upwards along the metal pillar.

The extremely sharp Gengjin sword energy picked out a small piece of metal debris. Hu Xiuwu spread out the Golden Light Curse and turned it into a large net to catch it. The golden light retracted backwards like a fishing net that caught fish.

Yu Jingzi, which was wrapped around Hu Xiuwu's left hand, shook its body and flew out from the sleeve. Its size doubled to that of a giant python about three meters long, carrying Hu Xiuwu's body and hovering in the air. The Golden Light Spell just happened to collect the fragments back into the palm of Hu Xiuwu's left hand.

Good ice.

Hu Xiuwu had just got the piece of metal fragment, and before he could rub it into shape, he felt a chill trying to penetrate into his bones, just like the railings outside the house in the cold winter.

But after a slight rub, Hu Xiuwu discovered that the coldness was actually an illusion caused by the rich Yin Qi within the metal.

Is this the Yin Metal of the Five Elements? It is as if the Yin Qi has been condensed into ice. If it cuts a wound, the Yin Qi inside will probably invade the body like a toxin and freeze the limbs.

If too much Yin Qi enters the body, one would be like the Zaklama people, with their internal organs becoming cold and hard, and suffocating to death in extreme pain.

Hu Xiuwu squinted his eyes. Although he could not see clearly the scene in the darkness, he guessed that the darkness was filled with sharp blades, waiting for him to enter the cage.

"Asshole, even I don't have any magic weapon, but this remnant of Jiashen who came out of nowhere can actually take out two!"

Seeing Hu Xiuwu take out a magic weapon and step on another magic weapon, Wang Bing suddenly exhaled two puffs of air from his nose. As the master of the formation, Wang Bing would naturally not be blinded by the darkness.

No one can ever show off their wealth in front of him. I should be the richest one among the crowd!

Wang Bing, who is conceited and spoiled by Wang Ai, always thinks the world revolves around him. He is very unhappy that Hu Xiuwu is richer than him.

"It's so great to have a magic weapon! I will let you be useless in this formation!"

Wang Bing waved his hand, and the power of the Taiyin God was drawn out. The Yin Qi between heaven and earth was absorbed, gathered, and condensed into iron powder.

The inky powder fluttered like flying silk ribbons, which were twisted and compiled into arrows, shooting silently towards Hu Xiuwu in the air.

But Hu Xiuwu, like a spider in the web, sensed the arrival of the arrows in advance, held up a golden shield and blocked the arrows.

Hu Xiuwu thought to himself: It’s because I have too many distracting thoughts and my perception is not sensitive enough. If it were Feng Baobao, she would have probably noticed it when Wang Bing had the murderous intention.

Wang Bing snorted coldly, used the power of the spirits and generals to continue absorbing the power of the Taiyin God.

Thousands of arrows were fired, blocking the sky.

If you want to fly like a bird, come down!

Although the sound of the flying arrows was absorbed by the Yinyou Liuding Formation, Hu Xiuwu's body and mind were still warning him, and he felt bursts of stabbing pain in his chest and back.

call,

A dazzling golden light burst out from Hu Xiuwu's body, and Wang Bing, who was staring at him closely, was forced to protect his eyes and turn his head away by the strong light.

Ten thousand dark arrows came from all directions, and golden light hundreds of feet high rose from all directions.

The golden light even broke through the coverage of the Yinyou Liuding Formation, like a whale spewing out a column of water from the dark sea, breaking through the black fog as thick as water.

This caused the audience, who were already feeling a little bored, to scream out in surprise.

"Wow, it's the Golden Light Curse. Hu Xiuwu actually knows the Golden Light Curse. Judging from the strength of the golden light, his cultivation is quite high. It seems that the boy was not lying. He does have a connection with Longhu Mountain."

Wang Ai laughed out loud.

Lu Ci said, "I had someone check Hu Xiuwu's whereabouts in recent years last night. He once went to the West with the Heavenly Master. It is said that the Heavenly Master admired him very much and taught him the Golden Light Mantra."

Wang Ai sneered, "But before that, the Heavenly Master specifically asked for him to accompany him. His admiration for him is just a pretense! Our Heavenly Master despises those dirty tricks, and they are useless to use."

In the array,

Wang Bing put down the arm in front of him, but saw Hu Xiuwu standing on a dragon, holding a sharp sword, rushing towards him from the air with great momentum.

"What is this? How did he find me?"

Wang Bing was shocked and stepped back, but a bloody mark was immediately left on his neck and blood gushed out.

"What's in the air?"

Squinting his eyes to look carefully, Wang Bing discovered that at some point, the entire arena had been filled with sharp strings that were as thin as a guitar string and difficult to detect.

For a moment, Wang Bing broke out in a cold sweat and dared not move, standing still like a puppet.

It was a sword thread condensed from the Youyue Sword Qi. It was tougher than ordinary sword Qi and could even stay in the air like the Golden Light Spell.

Dark Moon Sword Technique: Silver String Chaos.

In the 15th year of Tianbao, before the fall of Chang'an City, Pei Min relied on this trick to save the weak and kill thousands of soldiers.

Taking advantage of the flash of strong light just now, Hu Xiuwu also used this move, like a spider weaving a web, with sword threads spread all over the field. He relied on the sword threads to sense Wang Bing's position and also used the sword threads to trap Wang Bing.

Watching Hu Xiuwu approaching rapidly, Wang Bing had no choice but to use the hidden trick left by Wang Ai.

With his strength, he was unable to use the full power of Taiyin God, so Wang Ai left a stream of Qi in Wang Bing's body so that he could use it to protect himself when in danger.

Originally, the arrogant and conceited Wang Bing had no intention of using his grandfather's methods, but when he saw Hu Xiuwu, who was ferocious and as ruthless as an eagle catching a rabbit, he backed down.

He didn't dare to bet whether Hu Xiuwu really wanted to kill him.

As Wang Ai's Qi was stimulated, the Taiyin God, who had been like a clay statue, finally raised his head.

Yin Qi gathered madly, and several Yin iron spikes were erected around Wang Bing. The spikes overlapped each other, resembling the four corners of a tower with spires, or like an iron mountain rising from the ground.

Thick fog has emerged from the highest point of the spire, which looks like a reef on the coast.

"Not good! Grandson."

As soon as Wang Ai saw the "reef", he knew that his back-up plan had been triggered. He could no longer keep a calm face or watch calmly. He was worried about the safety of his grandson and wanted to jump into the arena immediately.

At this moment, he didn't care about the rule that spectators were not allowed to interfere with the game. The safety of his grandson Wang Ai was the most important.

The fog that obscured people's vision gradually dissipated, revealing the current appearance of the arena. After seeing the inside of the arena clearly, bursts of discussion were heard in the audience seats.

"Oh my god, what are those? Why are there so many iron spikes in the arena?"

"What's with that 'Iron Mountain'? Whose move is it? Is he cheating?"

"With such a big battle, who will win between Wang Bing and Hu Xiuwu?"

The entire arena seemed to have turned into a large amethyst mine. Wherever they stepped on the ground, there would grow iron four-sided pointed columns just like the natural crystal clusters in the mine.

The most eye-catching thing is the vast Iron Mountain.

There is also a huge hole at the foot of the Iron Mountain that looks like it was chopped out by a giant axe.

After the Yinyou Six Ding Formation was withdrawn, these Yin Irons also turned into sand like weathered sand and turned into Yin Qi again.

In the field, only Wang Bing who was standing and Hu Xiuwu who was standing were left.

Chapter 328 After the game,

"This brat is really ruthless. The slap I gave him just now was not enough."

Hu Xiuwu held the sword in his hand, looking at the iron spikes on the ground turning into dust, and said speechlessly.

No wonder he felt nervous when he thought about landing just now. There was no place to land with all the iron spikes on the ground.

Wang Bing was lying at his feet, his left cheek was as red and swollen as a steamed pig's head, and he had fainted from the pain.

After using Qingxu Zhan to tear open the nearly one-meter-thick iron pillar, he changed the sword tip to the sword spine and hit Wang Bing in the face like an iron ruler, knocking him unconscious.

This was the result of Hu Xiuwu holding back, otherwise, with his small body, Hu Xiuwu would have been able to smash his head into pieces.

"Xiao Bing!"

When Wang Ai discovered that the trump card he left for his grandson had been revealed, he ignored the referee's obstruction and jumped into the arena to check on Wang Bing's condition without waiting for the fog to clear.

After checking, they found that Wang was not seriously injured, but just knocked unconscious, so they felt relieved.

Hu Xiuwu held his sword and looked down at Wang Ai who was squatting on the ground: "How about it, Mr. Wang, my little cultivation is still worthy of your attention."

He heard clearly the conversation between Wang Ai and Lu Ci just now.

Wang Ai was a very cunning and sly person. Hu Xiuwu understood immediately after hearing what he said. He already knew why the Taiyin God was on Wang Bing's body.

Instantly, Wang Ai put on a sweet smile, just like the grandfather in the movie who always kindly leads the dishevelled or runaway little girl back home:

"Hey, Xiao Hu, you are definitely the strongest among the younger generation. No, even among those who are older than you, few can be your rivals."

"As expected, he is the disciple of Zhang Chulan's grandfather Zhang Huaiyi."

Full of smiles and malice.

Hu Xiuwu sneered, but did not make any extra movements. Wang Ai's behavior was exactly what he wanted.

He originally participated in the Luotian Grand Ceremony to repay Zhang Huaiyi for his kindness in giving him a new life, and one of his purposes was to draw too much attention from Zhang Chulan to himself.

Without the Yinyou Liuding Formation, although the two of them did not deliberately shout during their conversation, there were still audience members who had mastered the ability similar to Tingfengyin or had amazing hearing like Blind Chen who could hear what they were talking about.

"What did Mr. Wang Ai say just now? Hu Xiuwu is the disciple of a mysterious master."

"really?"

"Impossible, how could the Ten Lords make a mistake? Hu Xiuwu is so powerful, could it be because of the so-called Qi body source flow?"

Zhuge Bai put away his finger gestures and dispersed the spell "Listen to the Wind". He was still young and not as mature as his brother. He just heard such explosive news and could not hide his emotions. He shouted:

"Wow! Brother, did you hear that? That Hu Xiuwu is actually the disciple of that person. Isn't that Zhang Chulan's uncle?"

"I heard it," Zhuge Qing smiled with satisfaction, "This competition was really worth coming to. Not only can I see the Eight Deceitful Gods appear again, but I can also know such a big secret first."

Zhuge Bai suddenly asked with great interest: "Brother, you said that the Taiyin God is the spirit of our ancestors, so will our family ask the Wang family for the Taiyin God?"

For the people of the Zhuge family, all matters concerning their ancestor Zhuge Liang are worthy of their attention.

"Of course not," Zhuge Qing shook his head. "Taiyin and Xuanwu follow the ancestor and obey the ancestor himself, not the Zhuge family. The family has no right to ask for Taiyin God."