Chapter Sixty-Four: Ten Thousand Horses

Seeing that Tianchengzi didn't care about Fang Cai's affairs, and praised them for leaving the fire gate very gracefully, Xu Zhizhong's face looked a little better. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Taiheng, why don't you come over and see the head of Tianchengzi?" Xu Zhizhong beckoned to Yang Taiheng.

"I'm not going!" Who would have thought that the blonde boy Yang Taiheng still didn't buy it, just glanced at Tianchengzi, and said with a rebellious face: "If you want to get my respect, let his disciples and my disciples win or lose with me first!"

Hearing this, Xu Zhizhong's expression became embarrassed again.

That's right, there is indeed a disciple of the sect who wants to discuss one of the series of friendly activities that their mission wants to carry out with Yun Shengmen, but what to learn is not the main task of this trip, Yang Taiheng, this muddy boy, is so upside down, and repeatedly asks to be separated from the disciples of Yun Shengmen to the end, which makes people cry and laugh.

Xu Zhizhong smiled dryly at Tianchengzi, wanting to accompany Yang Taiheng and uncover this section, but he didn't want Tianchengzi to groan for a while, and then agreed to Yang Taiheng's unreasonable request:

"Since Taiheng Xiaoyou insists on wanting to learn from his peers in the Poor Dao Gate, it is not easy for the Poor Dao to refuse, but this place is not a place to learn, and I also ask you to move the Daoist friends who have left the Fire Gate to move to the martial arts arena!"

Mo Wenzi on the side glanced deeply at the senior brother in charge, but did not open his mouth to stop him.

"Tianchengzi is in charge, I'm really embarrassed!" Xu Zhizhong made a lot of compensations.

"It doesn't matter. Tianchengzi just shook his head and smiled, looking magnanimous.

"Wouldn't it be over like this? What are you doing with so many words? It's a waste of time and a waste of life!" said Yang Taiheng, a look of disgust.

As soon as these words came out, even if the people of Yunshengmen were well-cultivated, they couldn't bear it anymore, and they scolded one after another:

"It's too presumptuous! Uncle Master, don't want such distinguished guests, drive them out of the mountain gate!"

"Yang Taiheng, what are you crazy about? This is my Tianji Mountain Yunsheng Gate, it's not that you are from the Fire Gate in Lanzhou, and you want to run rampant here, you are still far away!"

"How did Yang Wuji find such a successor, who is neither rude nor self-contained, how different is he from a vulgar villager?"

Yang Taiheng ignored the anger of everyone in Yunshengmen as nothing, but raised his head arrogantly, and didn't even bother to look at everyone.

Tianchengzi's smile was a little stiff, he didn't say anything more, just took square steps and led everyone to the martial arts arena.

The scale of the Yunding Ethereal Palace was very large, and even the cultivators were not slow on their feet, and it took half an hour to arrive.

The martial arts arena is an open field in the west of the giant palace, the ground is paved with black Taiyin soil, the radius is about 100 zhang, it is quite wide, it can barely run horses, and there are some weapon racks and seats around it.

Arriving at the martial arts arena, Tianchengzi invited him, and then led the high-level people from both sides to sit next to those seats, and the rest of the disciples from the fire gate were lined up in two phalanxes, standing opposite each other as if the two armies were fighting.

Tianchengzi instructed his disciples, "You can start." ”

"No!" a middle-aged disciple agreed, and walked towards the young disciples on both sides, this time, he will be the referee between the two sides.

"I, Yunsheng Sect and Lihuo Sect, are both famous and upright, and my disciples are also Daoyou brothers, this exchange should be done to the point, and the other party's life must not be harmed, do you understand?" the middle-aged disciple asked loudly.

"Understood!"

The next moment, both sides answered in unison.

And so, the exchange began. ”

The middle-aged disciple nodded, his figure flashed, and he retreated outside the formation of both sides.

"I'll come in the first formation, that Yang Taiheng, do you dare to compete with me?" A thirteen or fourteen-year-old Yunsheng Sect lay disciple jumped out of the array and shouted at the blonde boy Yang Taiheng.

Yang Taiheng hugged his arms and sneered: "It's just a weak chicken, why don't I dare?"

"Then take it!"

The Zhaozi disciple was extremely disgusted with Yang Taiheng, and immediately pinched the sword in his hand, pounced on it, and shouted in his mouth: "Martial Technique: Guanyan Finger!"

As soon as he spoke, a dazzling blue light flashed on the fingers of the disciple holding the sword duel, and even if he was tens of meters away, he could sense a large amount of True Yuan power condensed on it!

"What do I rely on for you, it's just a mid-grade martial art!It's really boring!" Yang Taiheng looked contemptuous, he didn't even bother to dodge, but after the other party approached, he suddenly kicked out!

The Guan Yan finger of the Zhaozi disciple was already about to reach Yang Taiheng's chest, and he thought it was done, but he didn't expect the other party to suddenly make a move, and the speed was amazing, he couldn't dodge, and he was kicked and flew out!

"Ahh

In the air, this disciple vomited blood, and when he landed, he couldn't even stand up.

"Senior Brother Hu is a master of the ninth level of the Thick Accumulation Realm! this guy doesn't even use martial arts and law skills, and he can be severely injured with a casual kick!"

"To be able to hit a master with a thick accumulation of nine weights, that kick seems random, but at least it has to have nearly 10,000 catties of strength!"

"Nearly 10,000 catties? Doesn't it mean that mortals feel crushed when they are kicked?"

"Hiss......"

Everyone in Yunshengmen was shocked, and they couldn't help but gasp.

There is no doubt that although Yang Taiheng is arrogant, he really has extraordinary strength.

"Even if the weak chickens come, Lao Tzu wants to fight ten of them!" won the first battle, and Yang Taiheng's arrogance became even more arrogant.

"Ten people besiege one person, even if they win, they will not be victorious. Another Yunshengmen disciple stood up, "You guys will sweep the formation for me, and wait for me to crush him with my strength!"

"It's Senior Brother Heguangzi!, the second powerhouse of the Transforming Dawn Realm!"

Someone shouted excitedly, the realm of lay disciples is generally under the thick accumulation realm, and the disciples who can reach the realm of transformation will generally be awarded the Dao number and become official disciples who are longed for and worshipped by all lay disciples! Of course, Cheng Yue's relationship is not among them.

He Guangzi looked left and right, and was very satisfied with the admiration in the eyes of his senior brothers, he was very arrogant, and he walked out of the array in a big way, and he was about to fight Yang Taiheng.

However, what people didn't expect was that this time Yang Taiheng actually took the initiative to attack, rushed to him in three or two steps, waved his arm, and slapped Heguangzi's face!

"Even your kind of goods are worthy of the word strength?!"

He Guangzi was caught off guard, and he didn't even hold up the armor of True Dawn, and he was hit in the cheek by Yang Taiheng's slap!

Yang Taiheng's shot was very ruthless, his palm was wrapped with the sun from the fire, and the photon was hit by such a palm in an unprotected state, and suddenly the hair on his entire head was scorched, he swayed twice in a groggy manner, and then fell to the ground, unconscious!

"Phew!"

Yang Taiheng spat thick phlegm on Heguangzi's unconscious body, then didn't look at the other party again, turned around and walked back to the middle of the battlefield:

"You'd better go to ten at a time, otherwise it's too much fun. ”