Zhang Qingxin, dead!

Before he died, his eyes were full of astonishment, and he didn't blink a blind eye!

So far, there have been a total of three dead people in the three rounds of fighting, and they are all disciples of Taihang Mountain

The head of Taihang Mountain was annoyed and angry, and couldn't help but ask, "Li Yang, how much aura do you still have?"

Li Yang met the gaze of the head of Taihang Mountain, and smiled lightly: "There is only a trace left." ”

"By the way, thank you for the head of Taihang Mountain, the aura you injected into my body is quite useful. ”

Li Yang smiled and said, "After careful calculation, I used those spiritual qi to kill two disciples of Taihang Mountain." ”

"Thanks to these aura, I have a chance to pass the third round of the Guwu Competition. ”

Hearing this, the head of Taihang Mountain was furious, his face turned red, and he couldn't say a word.

His aura killed Qin Junhe and Zhang Qingxin.

Zhang Qingxin forgot it, but Qin Junhe was a disciple cultivated by Taihang Mountain to open the ancestral land!

I knew this earlier, and the head of Taihang Mountain yesterday would not have rescued Li Yang no matter what.

As soon as he thought that he had done such a stupid thing, the head of Taihang Mountain was like a knife.

Angry!

When everyone in the audience heard Li Yang's words, they were immediately relieved.

"I just said that Li Yang will not always be so strong. ”

"He used up some of his aura just now, and now I'm afraid it's even weaker. ”

"The head of Taihang Mountain is really there, why did he inject so much spiritual energy into Li Yang's body. ”

"yes, isn't this a stupid fork, killing two of his young talents. ”

"Okay, stop your mouth, the ten participating disciples of Taihang Mountain this year, they are dead, they are eliminated, and they have not even passed the third round, and the head of Taihang Mountain is already annoyed. ”

"Li Yang said that he still has a trace of aura left, guess this, can this trace of aura still defeat a Tianjiao?"

When this question was raised, everyone was silent, and they all moved their eyes to look at Li Yang.

At this moment, Li Yang smiled lightly and slowly walked out of the ring.

However, as soon as he walked to the steps of the ring, Li Yang spit out a smear of blood, his body staggered, he almost fell, and his face was extremely pale.

Immediately afterwards, he hurriedly stabilized his body, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and explained: "Hehe, the ring is too slippery, and the blood on my hand is Zhang Qingxin." ”

This scene was deliberately pretended by Li Yang.

Coupled with the explanation he wanted to cover, the young talents and major masters on the scene all showed comfortable smiles.

"Li Yang has been abolished, don't be afraid!"

"I'm afraid that just now, when he wiped out Zhang Qingxin, he was injured to the root, so he vomited blood. ”

"In my opinion, Li Yang no longer has any aura in his body, and he is injured, and now even ordinary people can defeat him,"

"Li Yang, this guy is enough of a chicken thief, and deliberately said that he still has a trace of aura to deter the contestants of various major sects. ”

……

Hearing everyone's discussions, a smile rose on the corner of Li Yang's mouth, which was exactly the result he wanted.

If he could obtain the qualification to enter the heart of the famous mountain without revealing all his strength, Li Yang would naturally not make a big move.

It's not that Li Yang is afraid of things, mainly because Taihang Mountain has existed for thousands of years after all, and it has a good heritage.

For example, the old man who has been hanging on the corner of his mouth in the head of Taihang Mountain, Li Yang doesn't know how strong he is.

In this case, it is better to keep a low profile as low as possible.

Do things in a low-key manner and be a high-profile person!

The third round of the competition is officially over.

The head of Taihang Mountain glanced at it angrily a few times, and then continued to preside over the Guwu Competition.

At this point, the draw is over, and a total of 32 young talents have been promoted, congratulations. ”

The head of Taihang Mountain said lightly: "These people can all get the five top-grade spirit stones that I am rewarded by Taihang Mountain." ”

"However, there is only one person who can enter the cultivation of the Heart of the Famous Mountain, so the fight continues. ”

"Next, the old rules, thirty-two young talents, can challenge each other. ”

The head of Taihang Mountain explained: "Those who refuse to challenge, or fail to challenge, will lose the opportunity to enter the heart of the famous mountain." ”

"There are thirty-two futons here, please Tianjiao, who has been promoted, sit down. ”

"After some fighting, everyone can breathe for a while, and then whoever they want to challenge, just stand in front of the futon where the other party is. The head of Taihang Mountain said, feeling particularly uncomfortable.

Among these thirty-two people, there is not a single disciple of his own.

In this year's Guwu Competition, Taihang Mountain not only lost Qin Junhe, the famous Tianjiao, but also spent more than 100 top-grade spirit stones, which was a big loss.

The Guwu Dabi has reached this point, and it is considered to be the end.

Because of the remaining thirty-two people, most of them were for the purpose of obtaining five top-grade spirit stones.

They know very well that they can't win the championship at all, so they don't have to fight for it.

So, out of thirty-two people, only a few people walked to the futon and sat down.

These people are Murong Xuege, Yilin Little Nun, Yuantong Fat Monk, Huashan Da Sword, Dongfang Mingyu, the Palace Master of the Forbidden Palace, and Dong Ninghua of Wangwushan.

In addition to this, there are two unfamiliar faces.

One person wears glasses, wears a purple robe, is polite, and holds a folding fan in his hand, which is quite Confucian.

His name is Wen Yufu, the most outstanding disciple of Zipeng Mountain.

The other man had a big waist and a bearded face, much like a Mongolian wrestler.

This person is from Panshan, named Zhang Dacang, and his strength is very good.

These eight people, along the way, are all pushing opponents, and their strength is very terrifying!

After they sat down on the futon, there was a faint coercion all around, and they secretly competed with each other.

"I really envy you, after the spiritual energy is consumed, you can recover after meditating and cultivating for a while. ”

At this time, Li Yang walked over and said helplessly: "I'm different, my cyclone is destroyed, and after a trace of spiritual energy in my body is used up, it will be completely gone." ”

At this moment, Dongfang Mingyu, who was sitting cross-legged, glanced up at Li Yang, frowned, and said, "What are you doing here, why don't you leave quickly, do you want to die?"

Li Yang smiled lightly and said, "I don't want to, and besides, no one can kill me!"

Hearing this, Dongfang Mingyu gritted his teeth and prepared to persuade Li Yang to leave again.

But at this time, Dong Ninghua next to him suddenly smiled and said, "Qin Xingchen...... No, it should be called Li Yang now. ”

Immediately, Dong Ninghua said provocatively: "Li Yang, do you dare to sit down, I will be the first to challenge you, master!"

Li Yang moved his gaze to look at Dong Ninghua and smiled: "Yo, Xiao Dong, your strength has risen sharply recently, it seems that you are cultivating very hard every day." ”

The corners of Dong Ninghua's mouth raised a smile, and he said proudly: "That's, in order to defeat you, master, I practiced day and night, and I didn't even eat much." ”

"Oh, if that is the case, don't you have time to play with dolls during this time?" Li Yang said with a playful smile.

Doll?

Hearing these two words, Dong Ninghua's expression suddenly froze, and a look of annoyance shot out of his eyes.

Damn it!

Mention the doll again!

Thinking that over the years, Li Yang had always insulted himself with dolls, Dong Ning turned the anger in his heart, and he rushed up.

"Li Yang, don't talk so much nonsense, do you dare to sit down!?" Dong Ninghua said sharply.

Sitting on a futon means taking part in the final freedom challenge!

When the time comes, Dong Ninghua will be able to challenge Li Yang justifiably.

Everyone at the scene showed disdainful smiles and concluded that Li Yang would not sit down.

After all, he is dying, he coughed up blood just now, and he will definitely be abused and even lose his life when he sits down.

But at this moment, Li Yang took a step forward, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why don't you dare!?"