"There's nothing bad about it, after killing you, whoever can get out of the inn alive will be whoever leaves the Emperor's Treasure Book. ”

The old man's voice became sharp and harsh at some point, like two pieces of glass rubbing, and his cloudy and vicissitudes of life became gloomy, making it impossible to look directly.

Two spikes slipped out of his sleeve without a sound.

When the young man felt anxious, he suddenly heard a loud sound from Wutai Mountain.

It was as if there had been a major earthquake, and a group of people were unstable.

Someone turned back in shock and looked at Wutai Mountain.

But I saw a white-clothed young man floating out of the dust on the top of the mountain, and there seemed to be an invisible step in the void, and the young man walked down from the top of the mountain softly step by step.

"Lion's Roar King? No, this is a land immortal, right? Out of thin air, there is such a terrible light feat in the world. ”

A group of people gathered were stunned and incomprehensible.

"Where is the Holy Monk Yuantong?"

"Did they decide the winner so quickly?"

"It's impossible for the five grandmaster-level figures to be separated so quickly, is the Lion's Roar King really a grandmaster-level figure?"

Countless questions surrounded the hearts of the crowd, and the old man with a gloomy face did not know when he regained his peace again, a pair of water thorns slid into his sleeves silently, and his vicissitudes of life and cloudy eyes stared at the cup of tea in front of the young man in the Taoist robe.

The aura above the teacup is constantly changing, condensing into a variety of shapes.

Collapse!

There was a loud sound of shattering the earth on the top of Wutai Mountain, and in the incomprehensible gaze of a group of martial arts people, there was an extra palm print on the top of Wutai Mountain, and the palm print was extremely clear, like a person's palm magnified countless times, and there were internal lines in it, and even fingerprints were clearly visible.

The huge palm print has an inexplicable Buddhist charm, and everyone seems to see a big Buddha as high as heaven and earth.

"It's ......"

A slightly famous swordsman on the rivers and lakes opened his mouth wide, that one. The spear in the hand of the rugged strong man fell to the ground at some point, his pupils contracted slightly, and he said puzzledly: "The Zen of Buddhism can be felt from such a distance, has the Buddhist holy monk who has escaped for many years reached such a level?"

"One palm makes Wutai Mountain a little shorter, this terrible supernatural power ......"

"Isn't the holy monk's mastery a flower finger?"

A group of people shook in their hearts and gasped.

But looking at Tang Xuanming floating in the air, there were endless doubts in his heart.

"With such a terrifying blow, even if the Lion's Roar King has the strength of the five great grandmaster-level figures, it is impossible for him to come back alive so easily and naturally. ”

"But now he is dressed in white, and he is not stained with the slightest dust. ”

"How dare he turn his back on a grandmaster-level figure? No one dares to be so arrogant. ”

Endless doubts rose in his heart, but Tang Xuanming had already walked back to the inn under the stunned eyes of countless people, looking down at the cup of tea on the table.

The boiling hot water gradually milds and is no longer so hot, and the tea leaves floating inside are stretched out little by little, and the rich tea aroma comes to the nose, which is the most suitable stage for tea tasting.

He picked up the teacup, took a slight sip, and exclaimed, "Good tea!"

"The abbot has attained nirvana!"

"Abbot, the abbot was killed by the Lion's Roar King. ”

At this time, there was a huge cry of grief from the temple on Wutai Mountain.

The rough and strong man was stunned for a moment, the fierceness on his face disappeared completely, he picked up a jar of daughter red in his hand, and poured it down, and a pair of fierce eyes suddenly became drunk and hazy.

Crash!

He threw the jar to the ground and turned into a pile of broken tiles.

"Good wine!"

Drunk, he collapsed directly on the table.

Ping Pong!

The martial arts people with swords in the inn seemed to react at once, and the swords in their hands crackled and fell to the ground, those who drank tea drank tea, and those who ate vegetables ate vegetables.

I don't forget to comment out loud in my mouth.

"Good wine!"

"This crucian carp is braised well. ”

Zhang Longfei's trembling legs finally stopped, and he laughed out loud as he watched the stiff movements of the people around him.

"You're not wine, it's tea, where will it taste good?"

"Ahh

The young man in the cyan robe was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked down to see that it was indeed a teacup in his hand, and there were a few tea leaves floating above the teacup, which was not a good wine at all.

"Braised crucian carp, the inn doesn't have this dish, it's braised carp. ”

"Ahh

The martial arts man who was holding the fish with chopsticks shook his hand, and the whole person's bones seemed to have been pulled out, and he almost rolled under the table.

Tang Xuanming didn't bother to pay attention to this group of people, for him, this group of characters was too weak, and he couldn't get a good feat, he glanced at Zhang Longfei, who was a fox and a fake tiger, he turned around calmly, and the young man hurriedly followed.

"Where are you going?"

"The closest Grandmaster to here. ”

This is the second time that such a conversation has taken place, but Zhang Longfei no longer feels that this young man is arrogant, only that his mysterious domineering is incomprehensible.

The holy monk Yuantong, one of the five great masters of the rivers and lakes, had already been defeated in a moment, and the pot of tea he brewed with his own hands had just bloomed with the fragrance of tea, what a terrible strength this was, he didn't dare to imagine that it had never been on the rivers and lakes.

Even the Emperor of the Year would not have been able to kill a land immortal with such an unstoppable attitude.

"The closest thing to here is the magic knife cover mark, he practiced the knife and went crazy, the meridians were disordered and retrograde, normal people should have died a long time ago, but it made her step out of a path, the meridians and points in the body flowed endlessly, it was never accurate, no one could predict where he would slash next......"

The young man chattered in his ear, but Tang Xuanming's mind was no longer on him.

His spirit was all condensed in his mind.

The majestic voice of the Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation still echoed in his mind.

"Defeat Yuantong, one of the five great grandmasters, and wipe out his martial arts intentions, and reward him with 1,000 points of good deeds. ”

The corners of Tang Xuanming's mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

And on the rivers and lakes, a huge storm began to sweep.

"One of the five great grandmasters, the holy monk Yuantong is dead!"

"How could it be? Yuantong has always been indisputable, and his 100th birthday was just held last year, when his spirit was still uplifted, his face was ruddy, and he looked like he could live for another hundred years, how could he die suddenly?"

"The Lion's Roar King has won?!"

There are also people who know part of the inside story and ask with surprise on their faces.

The whole world was in turmoil.

Afterwards, some people climbed Wutai Mountain and learned about the specific battle.

The people of the rivers and lakes called the lion's roar king, and now the land immortals climbed the mountain on the second day of the first month of August, and the holy monk Yuantong fought a decisive battle on the top of Wutai Mountain.

The top of Wutai Mountain was ten zhang shorter, and the holy monk passed away on the spot.

The world was shaken.