"To be honest, I'm a little envious of you. Gu Chen withdrew his hand, his face full of emotion.

"Don't talk about these things that are in the clouds and fog, and some of them are gone, just say whether you can save them or not. He frowned, and he found that this priest liked to do such things when he spoke, saying that he was half-hidden and half-cut, which made people's heads big when he heard it.

"Let me wear it out for a few years, no problem. Gu Chen nodded and smiled.

"How many years?"

"That's clear. Gu Chen shook his head.

"How many years will it take to attain your divine tattoo?" ”

Long pain is better than short pain, this truth is more clear than anyone else.

"Yes. Gu Chen was silent for a while and nodded.

"Gu Chen, are you playing with me?"

"If I don't save it, I don't know if he won't save you. Gu Chen shrugged his shoulders, "To be honest, a few years is still a minimum. I don't know exactly how long it will take. ”

"Hey, there are still people in this world who have a deeper level of attainment in the pattern of heaven and earth than you? If you don't want to save it, just say no, where do you have so many words of shirk?" a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.

"It's really not a shirk, this power is more advanced than the pattern of heaven and earth, and I have to study it and wear it out at the same time. Gu Chen picked up a wine glass again and swayed it.

"Then who do you think can save me?"

"I just know where people are, he is my master, but you can't just see him. The corners of Gu Chen's mouth went up, and he smiled evilly.

"Your master, this is the first time I've heard of it. His face was full of suspicion.

"There are so many lone rangers in this world, and there are many powerful ones. Gu Chen looked unfathomable, "Okay, my baby apprentice's competition has begun, and I won't be with you." ”

"You tell me first, why did you meet your master's old man?" he grabbed Gu Chen's arm.

"I have to make a heavenly oath not to reveal his identity, and I have to prepare a generous gift. See you or not. Gu Chen replied casually, his eyes completely devoted to the high platform.

......

"The mantle of a master like Priest Guchen is not something that can be accepted, even if Lord Guchen favors you, those of us who have been politely rejected are unwilling. Isn't that right?" the host resounded his voice throughout the newly built ceremonial platform with the help of the divine pattern,

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"I am unwilling!"

"We are all the people under the protection of Lord Guchen, it's time for Brother Nangong to see our enthusiasm. ”

Nangong Fan's eyes froze, has it finally begun? He waited until the daylily was about to wilt.

Of course, he also knew that at the beginning, it was just a formality, which was regarded as a martial arts competition, and then the disciples of the guests came up to smash the field, and finally they endured the anger of those Tianjiao of the Gusheng tribe.

The host left the stage, and a hundred-year-old primary-level bone quenching realm that had been arranged long ago walked up.

"Brother Nangong, in Xia Zhenyu, please!"

"Brother Zhen, please. ”

After the two clasped their fists and saluted.

Nangong Fan stands in place, and the hundred-year-old quenching bones can be regarded as stepping into the ranks of Tianjiao, so he has to let others perform, right?

Zhenyu's eyes froze, the momentum on his body burst out, and a punch slammed out, but it was a tiger and a tiger, obviously a lot of effort was put into it.

Nangong Fan just let go and avoided the attack, his speed was stronger than that of the high-level, and the body technique of moving between square inches was more comparable to the peak, and it was not a problem to get out of the way.

Zhenyu's fist move suddenly changed, soared into the sky, and smashed towards Nangong Fan's head.

Nangong Fan raised his eyebrows, "Just now you smashed your stomach and I can humbly let you a little, you directly smashed your head, little brother is too much!"

"You unknown man is not worthy to be a disciple of the High Priest. Sparks flashed in Zhenyu's eyes, and his momentum continued to rush upwards for a few points, and he actually had a bit of a mid-level taste.

"Why bother drinking the explosive liquid before going on stage?" Nangong Fan shook his head.

You must know that this kind of elixir or liquid that almost raises its own explosive power by one layer is forcibly used up to the potential in the body, and there will be great sequelae, the least of which is to be paralyzed in bed for a month after that. Unexpectedly, this "little guy" was also obsessed with obtaining the status of a high priest's disciple, and it is conceivable how many people he will face in the future.

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth rose and gently spit out two words.

"Uninteresting. ”

One leg was thrown out, and there was a faint flicker of fire, and it seemed that thousands of legs appeared out of thin air. Zhenyu was thrown off the platform without a little resistance under the scorching sun.

Before Nangong Fan could rest, another person rushed to the high platform, this person was more direct, he didn't even say hello at the very least, and rushed directly towards Nangong Fan.

"Hehe, it's very well arranged!" Nangong Fan had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and under someone's deliberate arrangement, going through the motions was already useless, and the smell of gunpowder ignited from the beginning.

It seems that the other high-ranking members of the Gusheng tribe also don't like Gu Chen to accept such a person of unknown origin as a disciple. There are so many young talents in his own tribe, priests, and people who cultivate the way of barbarianism, but they just accept an outsider as a disciple, doesn't it seem that there is no one in the Gusheng tribe?

Nangong Fan no longer showed mercy, and swept this person out directly with one leg.

Even the rest time after each exchange was saved, and every time Nangong Fan threw off one person, a second person would immediately rush to the high platform.

"Hehe, there are ten places, and this is the third. ”

Nangong Fan took the initiative.

"The third!"

"The fourth!"

......

"The eighth!"

In addition to Nangong Fan's indifferent and emotionless voice on the field, there were only his flashing figures and the barbarians who fell from the high platform one by one.

Even if he started from the sixth in the end, he was a mid-level player, and even drank the explosive liquid, it was just a matter of three or two more punches and kicks for Nangong Fan.

His speed is just too fast! It's so fast that these mid-level people can't react at all, and they have to be hit.

Another person strode forward, compared to the people in front of him rushing to "die" one after another, this person seemed extremely slow, and every step seemed to have to be considered, and the momentum soared with his steps.

This is a middle-aged man with swaying sideburns and bright eyes. 's strong body shows that he is in the age of fighting, and coupled with the kung fu that he has been immersed in for an unknown number of years, it is not comparable to the people in front of him at all.

"Good, good. Nangong Fan nodded, the corners of his mouth smirked, and the cold light in his eyes kept flashing, he had never heard of a person of this age who had gone through the motions.

"Zhou Guang. The middle-aged man clenched his fists.

"Nangong Fan. Nangong Fan has always been a person who "respects him for a foot, and he respects people".

"I'm not the kid in front of me, I've been in the middle level for more than five hundred years, be careful. Zhou Guangnian muttered, but he didn't see any movement, standing in place, waiting for the battle.

Obviously, it was Nangong Fan's speed that put great pressure on him, so that he no longer had the idea of taking the initiative.

Nangong Fan was not in the mood to consume it with him, his body moved, and almost in the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Zhou Guang, and kicked out with a fierce kick.

The legs are like the moon, and the shadows are like fire.

Zhenyu's body, whose ears kept fanning, moved, and with just a slight turn, the whole person became facing Nangong Fan. Even with such strange movements, his movements were extremely smooth, and his whole body was terrifyingly coordinated.

This is really a thorough understanding of the things of this realm!

Nangong Fan appreciated it in his heart, but he didn't mean to avoid it at all.

The legs swept out, and the strength of the feet gushed out.

This is an absolute high-level power, no matter how bells and whistles this Zhou Guang is, he is always a middle-level, and he will drop ten times with one force, not to mention that the skill of the Scorching Sun Leg Method is also an absolutely superior existence.

In Nangong Fan's thoughts, this should be an all-round crushing of strength and skill.

It's a pity that it backfired, Zhou Guang actually identified the true body in the ten leg shadows, and blasted out with a punch, successfully resisting Nangong Fan's thigh.

Just listen to a "bang".

There were some inconspicuous cracks in the ground of this high platform paved with stone and sheltered by divine patterns, and they spread out in all directions with Zekuhiro as the core. And his whole person seemed to be a little lower, and he was smashed into the stone by Nangong Fan at an inconspicuous distance.

Nangong Fan retracted his legs and staggered back involuntarily, leaving conspicuous marks on the stone surface with every step.

The strength of his fist is not much different from the strength of his legs, you must know that his feet are still a little stronger, and with the blessing of the scorching sun leg method, he can even crush most of the high-level.

"You also drank the medicine?" Nangong Fan raised his eyebrows, this person from the Gusheng tribe is really ruthless.

"Position issues. Zhou Guang smiled faintly and threw a punch again.

That's what makes it a little interesting. It's just that you can't use weapons in this round, it's really restrictive!" Nangong Fan licked the corners of his mouth, and his speed suddenly increased.

Zhou Guang missed his punch and his eyebrows froze, wasn't it this guy's extreme speed just now?

On the left, a punch was thrown out, and it was lonely.

Behind me, my body twisted, where was the figure?

Zhou Guang closed his eyes abruptly, and slammed his foot on the ground, and the rift spread farther away.

The high platform seems to have shook twice, the stone can't be engraved with too high and profound divine patterns because of the material, and the middle-level quenching bone realm can be completely uninjured, but when it reaches the high level, it will cause a little wear and tear on the boulder.

Zhou Guang's kick is not far from shaking the mountains, "Ascending Dragon Fist!"

Vaguely, there seems to be a dragon shadow rising up with this punch, accompanied by the sound of a dragon's groan, Zhou Guang is a wind cultivator, although he can't stay in the air, and the brute cultivator doesn't have the same saying, but it will be easier to practice the wind moves, if you are lucky enough to comprehend the true meaning of the eagle fist, there will be many wonderful uses that can be developed.

This punch was as fast as the wind, and the whistling sound seemed to really trigger the wind flow between heaven and earth.

A smile on the corner of Nangong Fan's mouth appeared in the direction where his fist hit.

In the exclamation of the audience, this punch hit the ground. Some people can't bear to look at this slightly brutal picture, and some people have wide eyes for fear of missing every detail.

I saw that the fist tore Nangong Fan to pieces.

Zhou Guang's eyes froze, and his face was full of incredulity, "Afterimage?"