A True Yuan Fourth Transformation powerhouse who has not yet been pointed out is not at all in the eyes of the white-robed young man.

Moreover, he had easily established the image of a super strong man in front of Elder Kong.

If Xu Yi is allowed to be arrogant, this hard-won image will collapse.

Xu Yi was extremely straightforward, immediately jumped into the circle, and said to the white-robed youth, "You can start." ”

The white-robed young man said coldly, "Xia Worm is icy, ignorant and fearless. ”

Immediately, the vertical flute was placed horizontally in his mouth, and a cloud of white mist poured out from the mouth of the flute, rushing straight to Xu Yi's cover.

The white mist instantly shrouded Xu Yi, Xu Yi stepped quietly, everyone stared at each other, three breaths, Xu Yi took three steps without hurrying.

The white-robed young man's face was swollen red, the recorder had been blown away, and the white mist was billowing out, almost wrapping Xu Yi, but Xu Yi was still stepping.

Four-step, five-step, six-step......

The five short-lived old men and the red tumor old men were so glared that their eyes were about to spurt blood, and the scene in front of them was too subversive.

The horror of the white mist floating out of the white-robed young man's recorder was deeply aware of it, and it was not at all something that could be restrained by the exercises and spirits.

And what's even more weird is the guy who stepped into the circle, the terrifying white mist, in front of him, seems to be really like the smoke in the forest, which can't stop him in the slightest.

This, what the hell is going on......

I don't know that the two of them racked their brains and couldn't figure it out, and the white-robed young man couldn't figure it out either, and the spells he desperately cast, the white mist bulged one after another.

Suddenly, with a click, the recorder suddenly cracked, and with a whoa, the white-robed young man spewed several mouthfuls of blood and fell to the ground.

At this moment, Xu Yi stepped out of the circle.

"Good!"

The white-haired Taoist shouted, and his white hair fluttered with excitement.

Except for the people in Tianyulou, they hurriedly went to grab the white-robed youth, and the eyes of the rest of the people were stuck to Xu Yi, like watching a demon.

The white-haired Taoist stepped forward excitedly, "Brother Dao is so powerful, it is an eye-opener and admiration for He." Brother Dao rest assured, what He promised will not go back. ”

"The artistic conception should be the wonder of the artistic conception, but how do you resist the sharp means that can make the strong people of the point yuan land?"

Elder Kong Si's vision is extraordinary, and the matter has come to this point, and he has already come back to his senses, and the unpredictable methods of the white-robed young man are not evil tricks like the Spirit Ghost Qu, but a combination of artistic conception.

As far as he knew, it was extremely difficult for the artistic conception to be integrated into the attack technique, and once it was integrated, it would have unfathomable power.

The great name of Yao, the king of the dust sword, is like thunder even to him.

The dust sword is so powerful that it dominates the world, isn't it just smelting the intent of killing.

The recorder of the white-robed young man obviously followed the same path, so so many strong people were hit one after another.

But he couldn't figure out how Xu Yi stepped out.

Unless Xu Yi also understands the wonder of the artistic conception, but the wonder of the artistic conception is so good, in the world, I don't know how many geniuses have tried their best, but they have not been obtained.

He didn't believe that it was such a coincidence, among the more than ten people, two of them understood the wonder of the artistic conception.

Xu Yi smiled and said, "This is a secret, I forgive you for not telling you, dare to ask Elder Kong, the right game, but I won?"

Elder Kong smiled and nodded, "Everyone has seen it, why bother to say more, this Taoist friend, this matter is here, you are interested in meeting with a certain person, Kong likes to make friends the most, especially an outstanding and wise person like Daoyou." ”

The white-haired Taoist was nervous for no reason, but his face was like a spring breeze, "The four elders want to be friends, how can they be missing Gao, this glass of wine, Gao is decided." ”

At the same time, do not forget to read with Xu Yichuan, "Although the Confucian family is a holy family, but the power under his command is as many as cattle and horses, if Brother Dao asks me about the Immortal Pavilion, Gao will treat it wholeheartedly and treat it as the supreme guest, if Brother Dao enters the Confucian family, he has just become one of the many powerful people recruited by the Confucian family, and Daoyou is a smart person, I believe that I know how to choose." ”

Xu Yichuan thought in his heart, "Brother Gao, don't worry, a certain person is not a person who is in the morning and evening. ”

After saying that, he reassured the white-haired Daoist and refused Elder Kongsi's invitation.

Elder Kong Si was not angry, and only said, "Leave it for later."

In his mind, there is not much difference between characters like Xu Yi and the characters he once recruited.

As long as time passes, he has a way to get this person into his pocket.

It took a lot of effort to make a move, and the middle-aged man in the black suit was impatient at first, "Time is tight, Hong will talk less nonsense." Brother Qi's previous question, I invited a few Taoist friends to listen to a tune, and a certain one came out with a martial arts, compare your strength. ”

The white-haired Taoist eyebrows jumped, and said, "Let's be clear, how to compare." ”

The simpler the conditions, the more mysterious they are, and the previous game has been demonstrated.

The middle-aged man in black clothes pointed to the black-faced man on his left, "This Xiong Daoyou will fight, who will be sent to fight on the senior brother's side, how many times will he fight, just like the previous game, I will not limit it." ”

"The only requirement is that the two sides must not use divine thoughts, spiritual power, etc., in battle, and only fight with pure physical brute force until one side dies in battle, or begs for mercy. I don't know if the senior brother is on the side, can you dare to fight?"

The white-haired Taoist smiled, "Brother Hong is really hypocritical, the matter has come to this point, is there still a choice?"

After winning the first game, he already has the bottom in his heart, even if he loses the second game, it is within the acceptable range.

"It's better than strength, it's good, I'll try it. ”

The old man spoke again.

In the right battle, he lost inexplicably and was extremely embarrassed.

With Xu Yi's comparison, it seems that he is a bit of a strong man, how can he swallow this breath?

What's more, his own cultivation is the evil law, he walks the path of devouring the strong and obtaining a strong essence, his physical body is extremely strong, purely based on strength, and he has never met anyone who can make him enter his eyes in his life.

The black-faced man took a step forward and looked at the old man with red tumors, "If we want to fight, don't hide, let's rely on real skills, I'll let you, you strike first." ”

He was extremely thin, and as he spoke, a wind blew on the ice, swaying his slender clothes, clinging to his flesh, and the outline of his whole body was completely revealed, which was really thinner than a hemp rod.

The black and thin man's voice fell, and the old man with red tumors pounced out, although there was no spiritual power fluctuation, the speed of his entire body was still faster than a meteor, and he was close in an instant.

Rumble!

The red tumor old man punched heavily in the chest of the thin black man.

With a huge roar, the body of the thin black man was knocked into the sky.

The old man with a red tumor was unforgiving, and he shot in the air, chasing the body of the black and thin man, and blasted out hundreds of punches in a row.

With the full force of hundreds of punches, even a mountain collapsed, but the black and thin man was like a dry piece of hard iron, only flipped in the air continuously, and there was no injury at all.

With the full force of hundreds of punches, the old man with red tumors is an iron man, and he also gives birth to fatigue.

After only one pause, the thin black man stood firm, looked at the old man with a smile and said, "Brother Dao's fist tastes good, but it is still a little weaker." ”

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