Half a month has passed in a flash.

Under the waterfall next to the blue water cold pool, Tang Ming was different from the previous shirtless, but stood neatly dressed at the bottom of the waterfall with a gun.

Wanjun flowing water poured down, but when he met Tang Ming, he was slightly divided, so that although Tang Ming stood under the water, he did not wet a corner of his clothes.

With a slight pause in the spear in his hand, an invisible energy came out from the tip of the spear in his hand, instantly splitting the waterfall above his head into two.

Immediately changed the body of the gun, swept out, and with Tang Ming's gun, the water that was originally pouring down actually followed Tang Ming's gun head and rushed down to the right.

Standing up with the spear back, Tang Ming handed out a shot very quickly, starting from Tang Ming's spear, and an inconspicuous ripple rippled in an instant.

But wherever the ripples sweep by, time seems to slow down at this moment, and between heaven and earth, there is only a little bit of cold that comes from galloping.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the inscription on the Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame spear flickered, and the violent energy poured out from the head of the spear, piercing towards the blue water cold pool.

But he didn't want to, less than half of the shot was stabbed, and a sickly flush flashed on Tang Ming's face, and a mouthful of blood was suddenly suppressed by him in his throat.

"This third style, after all, is still a little bit of meaning!"

Tang Ming shook his head slightly, put the Divine Phoenix Flame Spear horizontally in front of his lap, and began to close his eyes and breathe.

In the past half a month, he has tested the third shot he realized countless times when he was on the line of life and death.

But seeing that half a month has passed, except for the mouthful of blood that has been spurted out from the beginning to the current suppression in the throat, there has not been any progress.

Fortunately, Tang Ming has such a strong physique as the body of Shura, so he can not take the backlash as a thing.

If it were someone else, so endlessly sharpening the gun skills in an almost self-harming way, I don't know how many times I would have died.

After about a quarter of an hour or so, Tang Ming had already gotten up from the ground and walked towards his wooden house with the Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Spear in his hand.

The third trick, there must be something that has been ignored by yourself, it is not a way to go on like this, you must let the machine spirit wake up in the shortest possible time.

Tang Ming thought as he walked towards the Qingjiao Abyss, and from a distance, he saw a lot of people surrounded in front of his wooden house.

"Damn, there's not going to happen again, is it?"

Tang Ming looked at the circle of people with a little headache, he originally thought that this place was a pure place to practice.

But I didn't expect that every once in a while, there would be some trivial things to solve by myself.

However, it's not that others make him uncomfortable, who made him a deacon? In Qingxia Academy, if the deacon doesn't do this, do you still let those elders take care of these trivial things?

Tang Ming's feet slowed down, and after seeing that almost dazzling golden glow, Tang Ming's heart could be regarded as in his stomach.

Han Daxiong stood motionless in front of the cabin, his original honest face had long since disappeared, replaced by an almost unfamiliar majesty.

Especially under the backdrop of that golden armor, it seems that this guy has a domineering spirit that no one should enter.

"What are you doing here, either get in and practice, or get out of here immediately!"

Tang Ming roared angrily, and the disciples who were originally surrounding Han Daxiong immediately dispersed.

The current Tang Ming, although he is still only a deacon, is the most powerful deacon in the history of Qingxia Academy.

Who doesn't know that this deacon is the brother of Han Daxiong, the disciple of the hall master Helian Weiwu, or the elder brother of the little uncle.

With this identity, ordinary people really don't have the courage to shout here.

"Childe!"

The moment he saw Tang Ming, the majesty on Han Daxiong's face disappeared, as if his face had changed, and he immediately changed to a simple expression.

"Well, what's the matter with coming here?"

Tang Ming snorted coldly and agreed extremely coldly.

"Childe, Master asked me to invite you to Tongtian Pavilion, the January period has arrived, and Dabi is close at hand!"

Han Daxiong didn't change anything because of Tang Ming's somewhat indifferent tone, he just followed behind Tang Ming and said cautiously.

"Well, I know, you go back and tell Helian Weiwu, I'll go over later. ”

Tang Ming nodded slightly, and then ignored Han Daxiong.

It's not that he Tang Ming is hard-hearted, but that Han Daxiong has embarked on a path of his own, and his appearance may be a good thing for Han Daxiong now.

But in the long run, according to Han Daxiong's cultivation speed, it is impossible to catch up with his own footsteps, and once he enters his own world, he will not only face those 'big people' who will exclaim when they see the root bones of the gods.

The bloody wind and rain may have been doomed at the beginning, but Tang Ming knew that the whirlpool he was in was the less he was pulled in, the better.

"Childe, I'm ......"

Han Daxiong wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end he didn't say anything, just put a package at the door of Tang Ming's cabin, and then turned around and left.

Tang Ming sighed slightly, there are some things that are always a last resort.

Walking to the wooden door, he opened the package brought by Han Daxiong, and an oily lotus leaf grouse was lying in the package, in addition to some brand-new clothes and other sundries.

Tang Ming picked up the fragrant grouse, this thing is estimated to be the most worthless thing in this package.

But he understood that for him and Han Daxiong, no matter how many treasures they had, they couldn't compare to this roasted browned grouse.

Because on the first day of coming to Qingxia Town, the first meat that Tang Ming invited a few of them to eat was this lotus leaf grouse.

Tang Ming simply packed up some things, and then held the grouse in one hand, nibbling on it, and walked towards Tongtian Pavilion.

Today's Qingxia Academy is very lively, and many senior brothers and sisters who are usually in retreat and rarely see each other have come out one after another.

Tang Ming came all the way, his eyes were overwhelming, and the main ones that attracted Tang Ming's attention were those senior sisters who didn't eat the fireworks of the world.

These days, the pride of the sky, except for the school competition and secret realm training once every three years, basically will not come out and walk around.

And many people didn't know much about this guy who came to meet him, with a mouthful of oil stains and dirty eyes, and immediately glared angrily.

This guy didn't care, as if no one was around to nibble on the lotus leaf grouse in his hand, his eyes unscrupulously slashed over the bodies of those warblers and Yanyan beside him, and he looked squinting, and he couldn't wait to buckle his eyes down and stick them to the body of his sister.

Tang Ming walked all the way to the gate of Tongtian Pavilion, and he found that the closer he got here, the higher the appearance and level of the senior sisters.

As for cultivation, it has long been ignored by Tang Ming.

A grouse, when he arrived in front of the gate of Tongtian Pavilion, had just finished gnawing on it, Tang Ming took a bag of lotus leaves in his hand, and skimmed it to the side without looking at it.

Stretching out his greasy hand, he rubbed it twice casually on the door of the red sandalwood spirit wood of the Tongtian Pavilion, and he was ready to walk towards the inside of the Tongtian Pavilion.

"Stop?!"

Where there are many people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are many rivers and lakes, women are indispensable, and where there are many beautiful women, there will definitely be right and wrong.

No, one of Tang Ming's feet hadn't stepped into the Tongtian Pavilion yet, and a long sword was already like lightning, horizontal in front of Tang Ming, with a sword aura!

"Well, is there something wrong?"

Tang Ming was stunned for a moment, and then showed a naïve expression, looking at the man who was glaring at him.

And the disciples who came here with their senior brother and sister around them, because they had been in the academy for a long time, also knew the demon king of the mixed world in front of them.

Just when Tang Ming showed that innocent expression, the Qingxia disciples who knew him all subconsciously took a step back.

"This thing, but you threw it out of your hand?"

The man shook the long sword in his hand, pointed to a pile of chicken bones that had been broken apart, and asked Tang Ming sharply.

"yes. What's the matter? You like this too? You said it earlier!"

Tang Ming looked innocent and said that he no longer had the so-called lotus leaf grouse.

The disciple's face was red and white at this guy's anger, thinking that he would be a disciple of a pavilion master, and he would immediately ask a disciple what kind of lotus leaf chicken did he want?

"Presumptuous, where are you a deacon, you dare to be so sloppy outside the gate of Tongtian Pavilion, don't you know that this is the forbidden place of my Qingxia Academy?!"

The long sword in the man's hand shot out, and a sword qi shot out, heading towards Tang Ming's right arm.

Fortunately, he just wanted to teach Tang Ming a lesson, if he had the same murderous intent as Ye Yiqian, there would be no mercy in Tang Ming's world.

Tang Ming took a step back slightly, dodging the man's sword aura, judging from the strength of the sword aura, this man just wanted to make a fool of himself, and he didn't make a ruthless move.

"Senior Brother Yun, forget it. ”

The man saw that his sword was actually dodged by a deacon of the Chong Pulse Realm, and his face was slightly uncontrollable, and then his wrist flicked, and when he wanted to make a move, he was pulled by a woman on the cuff.

"Xiaowan, don't worry about it, I have to teach this rude guy a lesson today!"

Yun Hao first glanced at the woman gently, then turned around and stared at Tang Ming coldly with his sword and said.

"Yes, Senior Brother Yun, you won't be stupid to close up, right? Even a waste deacon can avoid your sword qi, what kind of big competition are you participating, don't embarrass the pavilion master!"

"That's it, haha, I originally thought that Yun Hao, who was a first-line cloud sword, was so powerful, but now it seems that he is just a soft-footed shrimp!"

Yun Hao was already a little embarrassed, but at this moment, he let the surrounding brothers and sisters agitate, and suddenly shook off Xiao Wan's hand with a red face, and stepped forward to play with Tang Ming.

"Brainless thing!"

Tang Ming no longer retreated, but coldly scolded Yun Hao, who stepped forward with his sword, and this sound completely ignited Yun Hao's anger.

The long sword slashed with a burst of sharp sword qi and slashed towards the place where Tang Ming was standing, and the spiritual power of the peak of the day after tomorrow was controlled by this guy.

This sword seems to be ferocious, but in fact, there is still room for three points in the sword intent.

In Yun Hao's opinion, even if Tang Ming humiliated him, after all, the teacher was out of the same family, and the crime would not lead to death, so it would be punished.

In Tang Ming's opinion, this one, Yun Hao is equivalent to indirectly saving his life, if it weren't for the three points left behind, Tang Ming would have made him regret it for the rest of his life after he took out the sword!

The sword qi swept in.

Tang Ming always maintained that sneering expression, and the disciple who rushed to hear the news at this moment suddenly changed his face after seeing the guy who was confronting his senior brother!