Really?"

Han Xiaoyu raised her head, but she looked at Zhongli Tiancheng, the meaning was already obvious, she didn't believe what Helian said at all.

Zhongli Tiancheng's face froze, and then he nodded slightly.

Han Xiaoyu also breathed a sigh of relief, since the senior brother said that Brother Tang would be fine, then she didn't have to worry too much.

Wu San smiled and waved his hand, wrapping the two of them in aura, and the four of them rose from the ground one after another, sweeping in the direction of the school.

The four of them actually understand very well that today's Tang Ming wants a glimmer of life, unless it is Shizun Xiao who comes to Dragon City in person, no one can save him!

However, if the tragedy of thirty years ago is still like yesterday, the master finally broke through the shackles and stepped into the Tianxuan realm, they will definitely not repeat the mistakes of thirty years ago because of a Tang Ming.

Besides, thirty years have passed, and who knows if the old eunuch has cultivated any more strange methods?

The distance from the Jade Pavilion to the academy was nothing more than a blink of an eye for the four of them.

Soon, the four senior brothers arrived at the Spring and Autumn Pavilion of the school, but Wu Sanxiao did not withdraw the spiritual power that wrapped Han Daxiong and Han Xiaoyu, but looked at Helian Weiwu and Zhongli Tiancheng with an inquiring look.

The four of them have been in the same door for decades, Helian Weiwu and Zhongli Tiancheng certainly understood what Wu San smiled, and then both of them nodded in unison.

Wu Sanxiao's spiritual power wrapped around Han Xiaoyu and the two shook violently, and then when the spiritual power was dispelled by Wu Sanxiao, Han Xiaoyu and Han Daxiong were already unconscious.

"Hopefully they'll see it soon. Qin Chusheng walked in front of Han Xiaoyu, gently combed the little junior sister's sideburns that were a little messy, and said lightly.

The senior brothers all glanced at each other helplessly, this kind of thing, they also had to do it.

......

The endless black and white aura completely wrapped Tang Ming, one hot and one cold, and two completely different breaths continued to stimulate Tang Ming's body.

From an outsider's point of view, Tang Ming was already powerless under the hands of Hehuan Ancestor, but Tang Ming, who was in it, was a little disdainful of the seemingly fierce power of yin and yang.

Compared to the two-pole energy he experienced in the clear water and cold pool of Qingxia Academy, this bit of cold and summer power really couldn't arouse Tang Ming's great interest.

The only thing that surprised Tang Ming was that the trace of strange dragon qi that the old eunuch had exuded before was keenly captured by Tang Ming at this moment.

This trace of dragon qi is different from the dragon qi that Tang Ming has seen, whether it is Jin Wuyi or Xiaobai before, or the dragon qi on the altar of Longshan buried in the dragon and phoenix cemetery, it is different.

This is not to say which is stronger or weaker, it can only be said that the dragon qi in Zhang Tong's aura and the dragon qi contained in Tang Ming's body have their own merits.

How could an old eunuch possess such a strong and yang dragon qi without harming the acupoints around his body? It is far from being possible to rely on the qi of the convergence of yin and yang.

Just like Xiao Zhantian, the entire process of his cultivation of the Eight Extremes Cold Strength was to self-extinguish the essence yang, but he grafted the last legacy to Xiao Qingling, so it was difficult to support the damage caused by the shackles.

That's why tens of millions of Baiji are looking for the spiritually strong but gentle Tianluo Zhu to integrate this disadvantage.

But the old eunuch in front of him did the opposite, not only did he not take into account the damage of the power of yin and yang to the body, but also dared to include dragon qi in it, in the eyes of outsiders, this is basically no different from looking for death.

The convergence of the two qi dragons became faster and faster, and all the masters who watched the battle, including Zhongli Tiancheng, did not think that Tang Ming could escape this time.

Among all the people who could see the depth of this battle clearly, the only one who was sure that Tang Ming would be fine, was Feng Haobei, who was holding the Heavenly Heart Fruit at the moment.

Zhang Tong turned his hands over suddenly, and then pressed down fiercely.

With the movement of his hand, the two dragons violently intertwined, slamming towards the ground.

"Uncle, Ancestor, I came to see how you can break through my two pole dragon prisons!"

Zhang Tong let out a strange laugh, and then the magic trick in his hand changed again, and between the yin and yang qi, the surrounding buildings turned into nothingness.

This yin and yang qi seems to be ethereal and gentle, but in fact it contains the power of a thousand jun, but any cultivator who is trapped in it, even if he is not eroded into the body by the aura of the two poles, will be trapped alive in it by this thousand jun power.

"Hehe, then you have to open your dead fish eyes to see clearly!"

Who knows, Tang Ming, who should have been struggling at this moment, said to Zhang Tong in mid-air in an indifferent tone.

Zhang Tong's face changed, and before he could get angry, he was shocked to find that the Yin Yang Dragon Prison below was actually starting to get a little out of control.

The two qi of yin and yang began to be chaotic, and the breath that was originally flowing smoothly was not known to be pulled by at this moment, and slowly began to converge in the direction of counterclockwise.

A cold light rose to the sky, and then in all directions, eight cold rays pierced the indestructible Yin Yang Dragon Prison.

When all the yin and yang qi were dispersed, everyone saw Tang Ming standing on the street intact, surrounded by eight cold rays around Tang Ming, who was standing with a gun, and under his feet, a radiant formation flickered.

"Eight Swords ?!!"

Xiao Zhantian, who was hiding in the crowd in the distance, his eyes widened suddenly, others didn't recognize this method, could he still not know?

Where did this kid learn these Qiankun Eight Swords? And the power of these Qiankun Eight Swords is much stronger than the Eight Swords he used against this kid at the beginning!

"Genius ......"

Xiao Zhantian muttered in a low voice, then casually took a simple hat and turned around to leave the crowd.

At this moment, Xiao Zhantian's resentment in his heart for the loss to an unknown person like Tang Ming finally dissipated.

Following Xiao Zhantian, who was no longer recognized at this moment, Chang Mink, Xiao Long, and King Zhenbei, who were standing in the restaurant opposite, all recognized the methods used by Tang Ming at this moment.

"Qiankun Eight Swords, I didn't expect you to be a royal scholar!"

Zhang Tong was slightly surprised when he saw this move, but then he showed a sneer.

The supernatural power given by the sect, others don't know what's going on, doesn't he know yet?

Imperial power is a double-edged sword for the sect, and if it is used well, it can continuously provide the sect with resources and extremely talented disciples.

But if you don't use it well, it will be easy to be bitten back, so every generation of monarchs is a gentleman like Xiao Long selected by the sect.

The eight swords of Qiankun require eight different strengths, and they also need to be cultivated in order, and the eight kinds of spiritual power, the difference in strength by half a point is worlds apart.

If you can't reach the standard of cultivation, when this means is cultivated to the Dao Xuan, the counter-devouring power of the formation is enough to destroy the cultivator to the point that there is not even a slag left.

The sect gave this kind of magical power, firstly, to appease the imperial power and do his best to do things for himself, and secondly, to prevent the ** of the royal family from appearing like Xiao Bieli who has the hope of breaking away from the control of the sect.

Among them, the royal family also has an extremely secret role in the sect, but no one knows what it is except for the monarchs of the past dynasties.

"Use the reversal of the Qiankun Eight Swords to break my Yin Yang Dragon Prison, you are indeed the most talented young man I have ever seen, but it's a pity that ......"

When Zhang Tong saw Tang Ming who had escaped from the predicament, his expression was strangely quiet.

"A genius who doesn't know how to grow up with clumsiness is a joke in itself!"

Zhang Tong sneered, stretched out his right hand suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, sixteen energetic qi popped out of his fingers, and went straight to the sixteen points in Tang Ming's predecessor.

Tang Ming's endless methods have already made Zhang Tong feel threatened, and this feeling has only appeared three times in his two Jiazi's life.

The first time was when he devoured one of the princes of Liyue, Jingyang, for the first time, he was haunted by dragon qi, and that time life was worse than death, and now Zhang Tong has palpitations.

The second time was the battle of Tiandu thirty years ago when he parted with the Ghost Gate Buddha Xiao, at that time, the Yin and Yang convergence qi of his cultivation had reached a critical point, but he was knocked down by the Tianjiao of that royal family.

How could he not see Xiao Bieli's injury at the beginning, if he was holding on for a moment, Xiao Bieli would not be as simple as falling into the realm, but in this way, it would be difficult for him to break through the shackles in this life.

Compared with the two, he was expected to kill Xiao Bieli at the beginning, but he still chose to escape from Tiandu in embarrassment, and this time he left, it was thirty years of time.

The third time, when he met this young man in front of him, from the disdain at the beginning, to the jealousy now, Zhang Tong already understood that this young man named Tang Ming must not stay.

Leaving the Yue Dynasty, there is a Xiao Farewell who has already made himself like a man, if you add a Tang Ming, then the huge Yue Dynasty will really have no place for him to stand.

Sixteen energetic qi were divided into yin and yang, and they attacked and killed Tang Ming's body, and each of them was mixed with a trace of weird dragon qi.

Tang Ming's figure felt a heavy burden on his shoulders at the moment when the sixteen energetic qi appeared, and the whole person didn't move, and it felt a little difficult to even breathe once.

"Tang boy, use the dragon qi and devour this dragon qi that contains the number of luck, be fast!"

Just when Tang Ming was about to break the seal of his flesh and resist, the voice of the machine spirit that had not been seen for a long time appeared in his mind again.

"Holy shit, you're finally fucking awake!"

Tang Ming was so excited that he almost didn't cry, he felt for the first time that this guy's voice was so kind.

"I consumed too much true spirit in the blue water and cold pool, and waking up at this moment is a matter of three moments, if you do what I say, I won't last long. ”

The voice of the machine spirit was a little eager, it could wake up at this time, and it was completely instinctive to feel the trace of dragon qi containing the number of luck, and it turned around and woke up.

"Huh, how can I make you wake up as quickly as possible?"

Tang Ming was actually not very interested in the battle in front of him, compared to the awakening of the machine spirit, a Hehuan Ancestor was really insignificant.

"Damn, where the hell did you get so much bullshit?!

The machine spirit directly scolded, how precious the number of luck is, this kid doesn't know anything at all.

"Oh, oh, you say!"

Tang Ming immediately shut up, he knew that once the eyes were above the top of the machine spirit eye, that luck would definitely not be a simple thing.

"Turn the energy of the dragon, supplemented by the flame of the Divine Phoenix, use the spear momentum you comprehend to suppress the energy, circulate the body of Shura, and forcibly absorb all the dragon qi!"

The machine spirit spoke very quickly, and Tang Ming clearly felt that this guy's voice was getting smaller and smaller.