Chapter 895: Flowers Bloom and Fall!

In front of the steep cliffs, there are crowds of people.

The news that spread from the Yinjian disciples' gathering area in the west of Yanyang City had already caused a sensation in the entire "Pure Yang Sword Sect", and many monks continued to gather towards the Yijian Platform.

A True Spirit Realm cultivator actually sent twenty-six battle letters in a row to challenge the masters on the land list......

Such a thing seemed to have never appeared in the history of the Pure Yang Sword Sect, and coupled with the identity of the low-level gem synthesizer that was exposed a few days ago, everyone's curiosity about Tang Huan had reached its peak. Even the monks who were unhappy with Tang Huan couldn't help but come over to take a look.

In recent decades, the sword platform has never been so lively.

"This Tang Huan is really grandstanding! Challenging twenty-six masters on the earth list, he thinks he is one of those powerful golden sword disciples on the top of the heavenly list?"

"He's Tang Huan, a super genius who has the dual identities of a refiner and a gem synthesizer! With his current reputation as our sect, he needs to be so sensationalistic? In my opinion, he must have some intentions!"

"What could he mean?"

"Hey, if I can guess, I'm also Tang Huan!"

“……”

"Twenty-six, how many do you think he can win?"

"When he first broke through to the True Spirit Sevenfold, he defeated Lu Xudong and climbed to the hundredth place on the Heavenly List. Now, he must have taken a 'White Rainbow Lotus Hua Dan' and raised his cultivation to the peak of the True Spirit Sevenfold, and his strength far surpassed before. However, each of the opponents he challenged this time ranked more than Lu Xudong at that time. With his strength, it is estimated that it would be good to win two or three games. ”

“……”

Around the sword platform, everyone looked different, and the noise turned into a huge sound wave, reverberating back and forth in the sky.

At this time, the three sword platforms of Tian, Xuan, and Huang were already idle, and on the sword platform, there were already two figures standing opposite each other.

The person on the left is none other than Tang Huan.

At this moment, what Tang Huan was holding in his hand was neither an overlord spear nor a flame feather spear, but a turquoise spear, with a luminous light flowing up and down the body, and inside the clumsy gun head, there seemed to be a green flame burning, and thick vitality continued to leak out of the gun.

This spear is the weapon that Tang Huan forged with the "Qingyan Divine Stone" a few days ago, named "Qingying"!

Opposite Tang Huan, there was a short man with a full face, about thirty years old, with thick arms and legs, and a stocky body.

In his hand he was holding a black greatsword that was extremely incommensurate with his size, but instead of being funny, it made him a little more ferocious.

This guy's name is Zheng Rong, and he is ranked ninety-eight on the land list.

When Tang Huan returned to his residence from the Swordsman Pavilion, many monks outside the courtyard could not gather.

On the condition of forging weapons, Tang Huan easily found a silver sword disciple who was familiar with the situation of the masters of the earth list to send him a battle book.

Twenty-six battle letters, twenty-six masters of the Ning Yuan Realm!

Starting from Zheng Rong, who was ranked ninety-eighth, one person was drawn every few people, and by the time he reached the twenty-sixth person, he was already the thirty-second master on the ground list!

Of course, after the real war, Tang Huan didn't necessarily have to fight all the twenty-six people.

If the lower-ranked opponent is delayed, and Tang Huan has already fought and won against the higher-ranked opponent, then the previous challenge will be voided.

Because Tang Huan's ranking above the ground list was already higher than that of his opponent, according to the rules, those with higher rankings could not challenge lower-ranked monks. The Zheng Rong in front of him ranked last among Tang Huan's twenty-six opponents, and he was also the fastest to come over, so he was naturally the first to stand on this sword platform with Tang Huan.

"Tang Huan! Challenging me is your biggest mistake!"

After stopping, he quickly glanced at Tang Huan, and a hideous smile suddenly appeared on Zheng Rong's face, and in an instant, the giant sword in his hand as wide as a door panel slapped out like lightning.

At least a weapon weighing thousands of catties, in Zheng Rong's hands, it was as light as nothing.

"Whew!"

A sharp sound suddenly tore through the void, and almost as soon as the giant sword moved, an unusually strong black aura surged out of the sword, and in an instant, it seemed to turn into a violent and fierce terrifying storm, and swept forward like a match.

At this moment, the surrounding light seemed to be absorbed by the black storm, and the void under the high platform immediately dimmed, as if it had suddenly changed from day to night.

"Buzz!"

In the trembling sound, the green light of the spear in Tang Huan's hand was released, and above the head of the gun, the green flame rose and rolled.

In the next moment, a snort suddenly burst out, and the green spear had already stabbed forward along a wonderful trajectory, and in an instant, a green bud burst out of the spear, light, agile, and seemingly weak, but after touching the black storm, it actually drilled into it extremely strangely.

Flying flowers, flowers bloom!

"Boom!"

After an instant, from the depths of the storm, there was a sudden earth-shattering roar.

The green buds, which had swelled more than ten times, were actually blooming layer by layer, and almost every petal stretched, and the surrounding black storm was about to melt a point. When the whole bud bloomed completely, the terrifying black storm disappeared invisibly.

"Huh?"

A cruel smile froze on his face, and a look of surprise flashed in Zheng Rong's eyes, "What kind of gun trick is this?"

Almost the moment this thought flashed through his mind, within Zheng Rong's sight, the huge green flowers exploded with a "bang". At the moment when the fierce energy was stirring around, the majestic vitality was like a wave, roaring in all directions.

At this moment, Zheng Rong felt as if he was infected by that vitality, and his whole person became youthful, as if he was suddenly more than ten years younger.

"Not good!"

But in the blink of an eye, Zheng Rong's face turned green, and he found that the power in his body was quietly passing, people became younger, and his strength regressed!

"Whew!" roared like a beast, Zheng Rong immediately ran the power in his body to the extreme, the giant sword in his hand slashed horizontally and vertically, and the majestic energy erupted like a volcanic eruption, and one after another huge sword rays pierced the void, roaring away, it was actually criss-crossed, instantly blocking the void in front of more than ten meters.

"Flying Flower Spear Trick, Flower Fall!"

Tang Huan smiled lightly, his arm shook, and the Qingying spear stabbed forward again, the spear came out like lightning, and the green flowers that were blooming proudly roared out of the spear.

For every minute this huge flower advances, a petal detached.

When the petals detached, they did not fall to the ground, but dissolved into the void. As more and more petals blended in, the greenery within a radius of more than ten meters became more and more intense, and the last petal disappeared the moment before the flower touched the sword that covered it.