The atmosphere between heaven and earth changed suddenly, and Huang Qi's desperate and frightened eyes suddenly turned into ecstasy! His uncle came, he survived, he could finally survive, this voice, to him, seemed to be a long drought and a rain.

"Ah~" Xu Ming roared wildly, and a powerful momentum carrying the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi pressed directly on him, forcing him to only vent with a roar. This momentum, as if with a will, made it difficult for him to move, Xu Ming snorted again, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, the person who emitted this momentum wanted to crush him to death with his momentum!

When Huang Qi saw this scene, his expression was happy, happy, and rampant, he struggled to retreat, and he was about to escape with his life, and Xu Ming, he was unwilling, his sword was obviously only a fraction of a millimeter away from Huang Qi, and with just one more effort, Huang Qi would die and say goodbye to the world.

"Huang Jiuli, you dare to ......" Which scene just now was too fast, so fast that Elder Hu, who was presiding over the challenge, didn't have time to stop it, and he couldn't stop it, someone called Huang Jiuli, and cultivated to the perfection of the martial master, the elder of the inner gate of the Qingyun Sect, but it was not something that Elder Hu and the elders of the outer gate could stop.

Huang Jiuli arrived on the field, glanced at the embarrassed Huang Qi, and spit out two words: "Waste!", after speaking, he looked at Xu Ming coldly, and said gloomily: "No matter how waste Huang Qi is, he is also my nephew of Huang Jiuli, and it is not something that a little outer disciple of yours can move." ”

Xu Ming stood in a wasted position, preferring death to bend his knees, his face was pale, and his stubborn and resolute eyes looked at Huang Jiuli, as if he wanted to remember this person firmly. Boom, the momentum that oppressed Xu Ming was getting stronger and stronger, and Elder Hu wanted to speak, but after Huang Jiuli glanced at him coldly, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, and could only look at Xu Ming with pity.

Suddenly, a momentum of the peak of a martial artist rippled in Huang Jiuli's powerful momentum, weak and strong, like a flame in the wind. The person who sent out this momentum was Xu Ming, under the pressure of Huang Jiuli, he found an opportunity to refine bones and break through the marrow refining, and broke through to the peak of martial arts.

"Drink!" Xu Ming took advantage of the breakthrough to gather the only remaining physical strength, and threw the bloody sword at Huang Qi, he knew that Huang Jiuli would not let him go, but he would rather die than bite off a piece of the enemy's flesh, he Xu Ming, would never let anyone take care of it.

If the sword was shocked, he only heard a bang, the bloody sword was inserted on the challenge platform, Huang Qi's right arm was broken, and the blood was surging like a pillar, Xu Ming, who was seriously injured, finally missed the throw and failed to kill Huang Qi. At this time, Huang Qicai found that his right arm was gone, and he screamed in pain.

"Little thief, you are looking for death!" Huang Jiuli looked at his nephew's appearance and said angrily. He didn't expect Xu Ming to break through under his momentum oppression, so that he could temporarily break through his oppression. As he spoke, his momentum soared, and with a wave of his palm, the wind rose, and a huge palm print went towards Xu Ming.

Xu Ming felt the powerful power, and calmed down, he finally made Huang Qi pay the price! The palm print is getting closer and closer......

"Little one, not bad, not bad!" At this moment, a gentle and old voice sounded, and the powerful palm print actually turned into a breeze between the words, as if it had never appeared.

Hearing this voice, Huang Jiuli's pupils shrank to the limit, and his back was cold, he knew that the owner of this mysterious voice, the person guarding the Pavilion of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the most mysterious person in the Qingyun Sect, even he, the elder of the inner gate, only knew that this person was called Bai Lao, I don't know where it came from, and I don't know how long he has been guarding the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, when he was still a disciple, Bai Lao was what he is today, and he has never changed.

"Bai Lao, ...... you" Huang Jiuli strengthened his courage and said to a voice that didn't know where

"Noise! Get out!" Before Huang Jiuli could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the old voice, "Little guy, remember to come to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion." Bai Lao's voice came into Xu Ming's ears.

At this time, Xu Ming realized that he dragged his seriously injured body and bowed his hand slightly, this movement seemed to pull the wound again, and the corners of his mouth were so painful that the corners of his mouth were straight, but this pain could not stop Xu Ming's joy of resurrection after the catastrophe.

"Let's go. Huang Jiuli pulled up Huang Qi, who was already humming, glanced at Xu Ming hatefully, and was about to leave.

"Five thousand contribution points left!" Xu Ming said with a little pleasure when he saw this scene.

"Hmph" Huang Jiuli was angry, but he had no choice but to signal Huang Qi, and Huang Qi snorted painfully and threw out a jade plaque with his left arm to record contribution points, and was taken away by Huang Jiuli.

Xu Ming was very excited, caught the jade card, slowly pulled out the bloody sword from the ground, and was about to leave with a limp, and the disciples spontaneously gave way to an aisle. Xu Ming left, leaving only a back. Seeing this scene, Elder Hu sighed and disappeared.

Seeing Xu Ming go away, the people watching the battle burst into a noisy, the scene just now, Huang Jiuli's powerful momentum, and Bai Lao's seemingly gentle voice had another majesty, making it difficult for them to say a word, Xu Ming left, the atmosphere suddenly relaxed, and they couldn't help but talk about it, today's experience may be the memory of their life. Among the disciples, Weihuo Jiaojiao's mood was the most complicated, surprised, remorseful, and shocked.

In today's battle, Xu Mingwei is outside the town, and his fame is getting bigger and bigger in the word of mouth of the last disciples!

Qingyun Sect, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Xu Ming looked at this familiar scene, but he had a different taste in his heart, he was not a ruthless person, after leaving the challenge platform, he didn't even have time to treat his injuries, so he came to this Zangjing Pavilion to thank his life-saving benefactor, the white-haired old man of the Zangjing Pavilion. Today's battle made him even more eager for strength, and he planned to retreat and cultivate after this trip, and he would not stop until he entered the realm of martial artists.

"Little one, here it is. Bai Lao's laughing voice sounded in Xu Ming's mind, and before Xu Ming could react, a strong force arose out of thin air, pulling Xu Ming into the air and flying into the air.

On the ninth floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, Bai Lao looked at Xu Ming who flew in from the window, his clothes were ragged, his flesh and blood were dripping, and he frowned slightly, so he came to him, young boy, after smiling dumbly, a light burst out.

Xu Ming was looking at everything around him, a simple wooden bed, a futon on it, and a strange portrait enshrined, which was everything Xu Ming saw.

"Ahem, cough, cough" Before Xu Ming could react, a round pill entered his mouth, and he swallowed it subconsciously, choking and coughing. A pill swallowed into his abdomen, only to see that the wound on Xu Ming's body was getting better at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the residual poison in his body disappeared without a trace, although this poison, although Xu Ming's physique is special, and he has cultivated the iron refining technique, the copper bone technique and can't help him, but it will also bring hidden dangers to his foundation, Bai Lao's pill is timely rain for him.

Within a quarter of an hour, Xu Ming was in a good state, and Bai Lao nodded with satisfaction when he saw this scene.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life and giving you the grace of Dan!" Xu Ming didn't know how he could repay a powerful person like Bai Lao, so he could only keep this kindness in his heart.

"Now that the injury is healed, let's apprentice!" Bai Lao said suddenly.

What? Xu Ming thought he had misheard, and he was stunned.