Chapter 153: Pretending

The tall black-robed man was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and asked, "What is he talking about?" ”

"I don't know, I'll just kill you."

As soon as the words fell, the two black-robed people suddenly burst out with an invisible pressure, and the black-robed people on their bodies were windless and rustling.

Feeling the momentum on the other side, Tang Xian put away his playing mentality, his expression changed slightly, and his eyes gradually became serious.

"Two Jindan Realm!"

He said in his heart: "No wonder Principal Wang came to me for help......"

But it's okay,

The Jindan realm is still within the scope of its own response.

It's just that it may take a little more effort,

Tang Xian took the last puff of cigarette, threw away the cigarette butt, and learned from the other party to burst out his momentum.

Tang Xian's aura is full of energy,

Rumble!!!

Immediately, an even more majestic momentum spread, and Tang Xian's aura was extremely domineering, instantly knocking the aura of the two people away.

This time it was their turn to be serious.

The tall black-robed man was stunned, "This breath ........."

The short black-robed man looked confused and added.

"Perfect...... Elixir! ”

In the park, Tang Xian and the two uninvited guests unabashedly exposed their strength, and the two sides faced each other, and the realm was almost unobstructed.

If there were an audience who were also cultivators present at this time, he would find that Tang Xian's whole body burst out with crimson yang qi, while the other two people exuded gray-blue evil qi from their bodies.

One is like a blazing sun, the other is like frost.

Tang Xian's eyes flashed a moment of surprise.

"These two evil cultivators are actually also in the Jindan realm."

The two breaths of heat and cold kept colliding in the air, and the lake next to it was also affected, causing ripples layer after layer.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, Wan Qi Root."

"Cultivating for hundreds of millions of eons, proving my supernatural powers."

"Inside and outside the Three Realms, only the Tao is the only one."

"There is a golden light in my body, covering my body."

"Daofa! Golden Light Mantra! ”

The old god Tang Xian was there, and he pinched his fingers and launched the golden light spell.

As the spell was completed, his body was covered with a layer of pale golden true qi in an instant.

The last time Tang Xian came into contact with the left side of the door was Wang Zhenyu, but he only had the strength of the upper and lower levels of the Outer Dan Realm, and the Inner Dan was not finished.

These two guys, like him, are proper Jindan masters.

None of the enlightened people who have cultivated the golden pill are vegetarians, and besides, they are still facing two at the same time, and he doesn't know what their means are.

But definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp,

To avoid being overwhelmed, Tang Xian laid a layer of golden light spell protection at the beginning.

"First strike!"

Tang Xian's eyes froze, and he pressed a little hard under his legs, and the whole person burst out like an arrow from the string, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the short black-robed man.

With his right hand clenched into a fist, he retreated slightly about five centimeters, making a charging movement, and taking a breath, Tang Xian slammed his fist towards the door of the short black-robed man.

If nothing else, a punch can break the bridge of the latter's nose.

As we all know, the degree of protection of each part of the human body is different, compared to the skull, the nose bridge bone is much more fragile, easy to be injured, and compared to the temples and other parts on the side of the skull, the face door is much easier to attack.

Between two points, the straight line is the shortest.

It's a pity that although Tang Xian's fists and feet are powerful, the other party is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

If you dare to come looking for trouble, you must be prepared.

The short black-robed man raised his right hand, palmed outward, and grasped Tang Xian's fist.

Boom!

The former's fists were noticeably harder than he had imagined.

Although the short black-robed man stopped the attack, he was still shocked back by the huge force of the thousand catties carried in his fist.

Maintaining the posture of protecting the door with his palms, the short black-robed man kept his legs close to the ground and couldn't stop sliding backwards, retreating nearly three meters, and finally relied on one palm to line up on the trunk of the tree to unload the remaining strength.

The short black-robed man's face was cloudy, his palms were hot, he felt the pain in his palms, and he complained in his heart, "At a young age, brute strength is so big......

The tall black-robed man would certainly not watch his companions being beaten.

It won't be stupid enough to take turns in wheel battles.

When Tang Xian punched back the short black-robed man, the tall black-robed man had already raised one leg, and his left leg kicked out as fast as lightning.

Tang Xian couldn't dodge and was swept by his whip leg.

A muffled sound,

Tang Xian temporarily blocked with his left hand, and he couldn't take the opponent's move.

A dramatic scene happened,

Tang Xian was the same as the short black-robed man who was forced back by himself just now, rubbing his feet against the ground and sliding out of a distance.

Just stabilized here,

The tall black-robed man's shoulders tilted, and then his figure flashed, and he came to Tang Xian in an instant to attack again.

At the same time, the short black-robed man moved and also ran towards Tang Xian.

The yin qi on the tall black-robed man condensed into a solid body, turning into a layer of blade-like substance attached to his two arms.

The tall black-robed man has endless changes in his hands, or knives, or heart-digging hands, or boxing.

The short black-robed man is similar to him, and he also uses the Yin Evil True Qi to attach to his hand to achieve the purpose of some kind of attack bonus.

…………

Tang Xian's situation is passive, and he can only see the moves.

The two black-robed evil cultivators launched a stormy attack towards Tang Xian, Tang Xian's eyes kept turning, dazzling to see, the opponent's attack speed was fast, Tang Xian could only be faster.

All of a sudden, the sound of all kinds of wind breaking was endless, filling the entire park.

In just a dozen breaths, Tang Xian and the two of them made no less than 100 moves, fighting and retreating, fighting and hiding.

There are many opponents, rich experience in battles, and tacit cooperation, Tang Xian can only parry for the time being.

Tang Xian kept changing his tricks to resist the two, and at the same time he was tired of it in his heart.

"These two people's fists and feet are too difficult, and they don't feel like they can tell the winner in a short period of time without Dao techniques........."

"Dao technique?"

"But there are a lot of neighborhoods near the park."

"You can't use Dao magic in a crowded place, you have to lure these two guys somewhere else."

Thinking of this, Tang Xian immediately moved half a beat slowly, he deliberately sold a flaw, pretending that he was unable to do it and resisted to the limit.

Time was in a hurry, and the other party couldn't think so much, following Tang Xian's meaning, they really thought that he was exhausted, and then the tall black-robed man slapped out with a palm.

Boom!!!

This palm imprint on Tang Xian's chest immediately knocked him back several meters away.

The palm power of the tall black-robed man is not simple, not only is it powerful and heavy, but the palm of his hand also carries the Yin and Evil True Qi that can invade the meridians in the opponent's body.

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Tang Xian has a golden light spell to protect his body, no matter how powerful his fists and feet are, he doesn't have to worry about it.

As for the yin and evil true qi.........

He had cultivated to the fifth level of Pure Yang Gong, and not only did he have the true qi in his body, but his flesh and blood also carried the same Yang and Pure power.

When the other party's palm was imprinted on his body, he felt a trace of coolness, but it was only a trace.