Early morning.

The jousting has begun.

Ling Jian sat in the background, a room like a bathroom in the background, with tiles everywhere, his strands trembled, his breathing was a little short, his body was tense, and he was wearing the loose gray robe given by Wudang.

Waiting to fight someone is very painful, Ling Jian breathed deeply.

"The son of the Demon Sect Master, the only heir to the Huoyun Divine Skill, please Ling Blade!"

The voice of the Qingxu Daoist is old but loud and very recognizable.

Blade stood up and walked to the ring.

Everyone was already sitting on the high platform next to the ring, watching the red-haired boy stand in the middle of the ring.

The Qingxu Daoist stood up in the center of the high platform: "Now introduce the guests from each sect who are present." ”

Qingxu Daoist waved his hand at everyone: "The head of the Diancang Sect, Hua Wuxian and the eldest disciple Zhong Yunlu." ”

Hua Wuxian and her good-looking eldest disciple stood up.

Qingxu Daoist continued to introduce: "The head of the Kunlun faction, Tai Yulong, and his eldest disciple Shi Gang. Tai Yulong and a swarthy young man who was as strong as him stood up, and that young man must be Shi Gang introduced by Qingxu.

"Tang Hu, the head of the Tang Sect, his wife Lin Xuan, the housekeeper Dongfang and Tang Hu's eldest son Tang Shiyi. ”

The four of them stood up, and Tang Shiyi waved to everyone in a very exaggerated manner.

"The leader of the beggar gang, Cangsan, the elder of the beggar gang is happy with his legs, and the eldest disciple of the beggar gang is Zhou Ni. ”

Cang San stood up, and there was an extremely obese, oily fat beggar standing beside him, and next to the fat beggar was the short-haired girl Zhou Ni, and the three of them were still wearing beggar's linen clothes.

"The abbot of Shaolin, the abbot of Muqing and his eldest disciple Xuanzhi. ”

Mu Qing slowly stood up with Xuanzhi's support.

Put your hands together to the crowd.

"The head of the Emei faction, Master Yueming, his eldest disciple Murong Xiaoxiao and his second disciple Situ Jun. ”

Master Yue Ming took Murong Xiaoxiao and a tall female disciple to stand up, and the two disciples were wearing the same pale pink Taoist robes, nodding to everyone.

"The last is our Wudang faction, the head of the Qingxu Dao in Xia Wudang, this is my senior brother Mu Shen Dao Chief. Qingxu pointed to the old man in a wheelchair next to him, as well as the two teenagers behind him: "The eldest disciple An Qingqiao and the second disciple Song Ziqin." ”

Representatives of the seven schools have been introduced.

Qingxu Dao Chang cleared his throat: "Now that the refining of the ghost island has officially begun, Ling Blade, the son of the Demon Sect Master, must be defeated if he wants to be accepted by the Martial Arts Alliance, more than half of the masters of the same generation sent by each sect, that is, four people, if anyone defeats Ling Blade, he can get the spoils, Taishang Golden Dragon Duel, if Ling Blade defeats all the challengers, he can also get the Golden Dragon Duel, now, which young man wants to challenge first?"

The voice of the Qingxu Daoist was still echoing in the large room.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one was sure that they would be the first to play.

Just when everyone hesitated, Tang Shiyi had already stepped on the high platform, controlled the light skills, took off, and landed on the ring: "Do you remember the young master who beat you into a pig's head before?"

Tang Shiyi said proudly.

Everyone sat up straight and looked at the young man who was leading the way.

Dressed in a luxurious purple robe, under the curly white hair is the appearance of a high-spirited young man.

"The tiger father has no dogs!" "Kunlun head Tai Yulong complimented Tang Hu.

"All the young heroes are waiting for who will go first, to find out the strength of the other party, Tang Shaoxia directly took the lead, and he is really a young hero. ”

Qingxu Dao Elder also said the same.

Ling Jian looked at Tang Shiyi and remembered what Bao Kang had told him before, the disciples of the Tang Sect are one of the most dangerous enemies, they make good use of hidden weapons, and their martial arts moves are insidious, usually the moves are aimed at the vital point, basically a trick that wants to kill people.

Ling Blade took a stance, and Tang Shiyi had already moved, like a ghost, cutting from the side.

The red light was burning on Ling Blade's body, and Tang Shiyi's movements stopped and took a step back.

Pondering: "Is this the Fire Cloud Divine Skill? What a domineering aura." ”

Ling Blade had already moved his gaze to him.

Tang Shiyi's body was blurred, flashing to the other side like a ghost, and the flying needle had already taken off his hand and flew towards Ling Blade from the side.

At the same time, his body flickered, and his movements were extremely fast, attacking Ling Blade from the other side.

A cloud of black gas floated on his fingers.

"Dark incense stinging?" Lu Min recognized this move: "This is beaten to the point that the person is gone!

"This Tang Eleven. Cang San hugged his chest and said to the elder of the happy legs on the side: "The body method at a young age is so fast, using a hidden weapon to form an undodgable flank attack with himself. ”

"It's a pity. Hi Leg said.

"It's a pity, it's a pity?" asked Zhou Ni on the side.

"It's a pity, he's not suitable for the Tang Sect. ”

"What?"

"The secret weapon of the Tang Sect pays attention to a secret word, hurting people from the dark, killing people without a shadow and invisible, but Tang Shiyi's kid is too conceited, he has to project the hidden weapon from the front, and the hidden weapon is regarded as an ordinary flying knife, and the hidden weapon of the Tang Gate loses its meaning. ”

The flying needle and Tang Shiyi flew towards Ling Blade together.

Ling Blade's legs were slightly open, his center sank, his palms posed, and the red light around him began to slowly spread.

"Gossip seventy-two-hand?" Mu Shen, who was in a wheelchair, saw a trick.

The palm had already moved, and with the domineering red light, he directly opened the flying needle At this time, the dark incense with black gas had already arrived.

"The dark incense stabbing finger is insidious and fast, just like the secret weapon of the Tang Sect, remember to use the move of the seventy-two second year to break the secret weapon to fight back. ”

Ling Jian remembered Bao Kang's words.

A palm had already slapped on Tang Shiyi's wrist, and his figure avoided the finger strike.

Quickly close the distance with Tang Shiyi.

One palm.

A palm directly hit Tang Shiyi's shoulder, and before training, Ling Blade used seventy-two hands without using internal force.

This was the first time he had used the Fire Cloud Divine Skill while using the Seventy-Second Two-Two, so he didn't know.

How powerful this palm is.

The red light directly penetrated Tang Shiyi's arrow.

The domineering internal force directly pushed Tang Shiyi out, pushed him out of the ring, and fell heavily to the ground.

Spit out a mouthful of blood.

Unconscious.

"One move kills ......"

The crowd didn't know who said this, and everyone was dumbfounded.

Tang Hu stood up anxiously: "Little Eleven!"

Lin Xuan, the wife beside him, also stood up and shouted hysterically: "Little rabbit cub, dare to beat our family eleven! See if I don't tear you apart!"

At the time of the commotion, an extremely flowing figure had jumped down from the high platform.

With the fluttering pink robe, it is Zhong Yunlu of the Diancang faction.

Ling Blade was a little shocked when he saw his figure.

Because this light skill is exactly the same as the body of the masked man he saw before.

Zhong Yunlu helped Tang Shiyi up and examined his wounds: "The bones are broken, it's fine." ”

The Tang couple sat down.