Hu Xiucheng in the audience was also shocked, the strange medicine in the tangram stick used by Hu Wenliang could protect himself even against the cultivators of the Yin and Yang realm, although he couldn't use those poisons that made people crazy or lethal during the competition, but this Lingxiao kid stayed in the smoke for so long, how could he not be affected at all?

Hu Wenliang calmed his mind for a while, he expected that Zhang Zhao must have been wary of holding his breath. With a wave of the tangram stick in his hand, Hu Wenliang jumped close again, this time the small hole of the stick no longer spewed smoke, but popped out a transparent bright silk as thin as a spider web.

These filaments seem to be scattered, but in fact, under Hu Wenliang's royal movement, they are like a big net covering Zhang Zhao's head. Zhang Zhao trembled in his hand and a ball of white light rose to the sky, and with his soul sense, he rolled this spider web-like strange thing into fine pieces.

The shredded cobwebs were scattered, and Zhang Zhao felt a little chill on the top of his face. Seeing this, Hu Wenliang smiled on his face, and the phantom light maze web, which was mixed with the juice in the abdomen of the thousand phantom spiders and several medicinal powders, would penetrate the muscles as long as a little bit of it touched his body, and the middle one would feel some stinging, and the effect of causing confusion was even stronger than that of the Myriad Flowers Miasma.

Zhang Zhao's face was slightly painful and rubbed it with his hand: "What is this?" Hu Wenliang smiled silently, calculating in his heart that Zhang Zhao would fall to the ground if he had a few more breaths, but soon after, his smile froze again, and he and Zhang Zhao stared at each other for a moment, and Zhang Zhao, who should have had a drug attack, was still unharmed.

"How is this possible?" The father and son of the Hu family on and off the stage all had the same idea, even if Zhang Zhao used the technique of sleep to hold his breath, why couldn't even this phantom light maze network work? Hu Xiucheng had a few thoughts flashing in his heart, he expected that Zhang Zhao would come prepared, and even his body had already been coated with glue that could prevent this kind of drug.

Hu Wenliang also thought of this reason and jumped on the move again, and this time the stage was even more colorful and dazzling. With the momentum of the stick in his hand, a cloud of pink and blue smoke covered Zhang Zhao again, accompanied by several yellow and green filaments in the middle, and a puff of purple water droplets erupted from time to time.

At the same time, Hu Wenliang, who issued three kinds of drugs, "Blurry Trance", "Eyes Confused", and "Confused", did not stand stupidly this time, he launched the Ten Thousand Flowers Stick Method, "Hundred Flowers Compete for Beauty", "Fire Trees and Silver Flowers", and "Apricot Blossom Spring Rain" attacked again and again, so as not to give Zhang Zhao a chance to breathe.

It is rumored that the Long family's Long Xi'an cultivation is close to the realm of five qi, but Hu Xiucheng has always thought that his son can definitely win by surprise with the medicine in the tangram stick. Seeing Hu Wenliang spraying those precious drugs at Zhang Zhao without hesitation, even he felt that he was making a fuss in his heart.

Zhang Zhao felt that his body was cold and hot from time to time, and these fragrances were indeed a little uncomfortable after smelling them for a long time. He fought back intently in the mist of smoke and water, blocking Hu Wenliang's offensive one by one.

With the experience of Long Huaigu and Lu Wanchen, they could naturally see the power of those things, and they were also surprised that Zhang Zhao could support them for so long. The two of them looked at Chang Qingzi with a hint of admiration in their eyes, and they both guessed that he must have made enough preparations in advance.

Zhang Zhao's figure gradually appeared in the smoke on the field, and when Hu Wenliang shook the tangram stick again, he found that the drug in it was almost gone. At this time, a light flashed in front of his eyes, and Zhang Zhao, who had been on the defensive, finally began to fight back.

A faint sword light blended in the air, and in an instant it became a thin mist of light like smoke, which was very similar to the smoke emitted by Hu Wenliang just now, but it looked much more open.

Everyone was marveling at the wonder of Zhang Zhao's technique, and they saw that he shook and moved forward, and countless lights flashed in the sword mist, which was actually a beautiful and brilliant sword flower. As Zhang Zhao's arm swirled, this cloud of sword light that seemed to have countless flowers rolling in it flew towards Hu Wenliang's head.

The dizzy Hu Wenliang was in a hurry, and the tangram stick in his hand pointed forward, and a puff of pale black powder flew towards Zhang Zhao. This ball of powder was not dispersed by the sword light, but gathered in the air and burrowed into Zhang Zhao's mouth and nose like a living thing.

Zhang Zhao, who didn't notice anything unusual, moved his sword light and continued to move forward. The elder of the Long family saw that Hu Wenliang was stunned, so he had to shake his body and lift him back a few feet to get out of the way. Without waiting for him to report the victory, he saw Zhang Zhao, who had received the knife light, swayed, with a sad look on his face.

Hu Xiucheng's father and son were secretly frightened, the black powder that Hu Wenliang finally sent out by mistake just now is a kind of insect poison called "ghost obsessed heart", if it is inhaled, it will go crazy and even lose its strength and die. In front of everyone, if Zhang Zhao had a seizure, the consequences would be really unimaginable.

"Zhang Zhang Zhaosheng. After the elder of the Long family finished speaking, Hu Wenliang stared at Zhang Zhao, who was covering his chest with his hands, and asked cautiously, "What do you think?" Zhang Zhao took a deep breath: "It's okay, it may be that the fragrance of your things is too strong, I feel tightness in my chest after smelling it for a long time, and I want to vomit a little." ”

Hu Xiucheng and his son also had a feeling of wanting to vomit blood after listening to Zhang Zhao's answer. The drugs emitted before and after add up to dozens of giant elephants, but after exhausting all the tangrams, he only wanted to vomit, what kind of anti-poison treasure does this kid have?

Ignoring Hu Wenliang, who had endless resentment in his eyes, Zhang Zhao stroked his chest and looked at the competition between Gu Xianrong and Yu Wenlie. The light of the Danxin Sword in the mid-air in front of the two of them dimmed, and the heavy enemy sword that was as dazzling as the scorching sun gradually approached. Gu Xianrong, who was pale, still struggled to support it.

"Senior Sister Gu, can you please make it convenient and give me this person?" As this cold voice came out, a handsome boy in a pale cyan brocade robe floated in from the direction of the Dragon Mansion.

"Brother Jiu, you're finally here. Long Xiyang, who was ashamed of himself and was too weak to come on stage to help, had a worried face, and jumped happily when he heard this voice. Long Xi'an, who looked similar to him but had a little more strange and cold, lightly bowed his head and looked at Panlongtai again.

"I've been busy recuperating from my injuries these days, and my hands are really itchy, so I ask Senior Sister Gu to complete it. Long Xi'an was covered with a refreshing chill under his body, and anyone could understand the meaning of protection contained in his words, but that cold energy didn't sound like he was begging someone.

The red shadow flashed, and Gu Xianrong jumped off the stage after retracting the Danxin Sword. Long Xi'an, who didn't see the movement under her feet, flashed and was already standing in her original position. The flying sword on Yu Wenlie's head hovered like a scorching sun: "Long Xi'an, you are finally here." ”

"Xuanmu City Dragon Xi'an, a colorful head dragon Xuanmu carving. Long Xi'an's injury caused by a sneak attack has always made the Long family worried, seeing him full of energy on stage, even the voice of the elders of the Long family who signed up revealed a sense of excitement.

"Xuanmu carved dragon, it turns out that the dragon city lord is the real master. Yu Wendong, who took out a few crystal lamps and did not change his face, also showed a trace of greed. They all know the preciousness of this piece of Xuanmu under their feet. It is rumored that the objects carved from this dark wood are not only as solid as gold and stone, but also can slowly grow and attract spiritual energy to gather.

Yu Wenlie looked at the strange-shaped weapon in Long Xi'an's hand that looked like a knife and a gun, with a three-pointed edge and two blades in front of it: "I heard that Long Jiugongzi's three-pointed two-edged gun is a unique one, let me understand it today." The scorching sun flying sword on his head was full of light, and a dazzling light swirled out.

Long Xi'an lifted a three-pointed two-edged gun in his right hand, and split the scorching sun flying sword with a sharp horizontal slash, and then pushed the gun forward, and his left hand probed to grasp it, turning it into a straight stab. The knife and gun moves were originally very different, but this slash and stab were extremely skilled in his hands.

Yuwen Lie's scorching sun flying sword attacked from the side, Long Xi'an didn't squint, just listened to the wind and shook his wrist lightly, and skillfully bounced the flying sword away again and again with the heavy tail of the gun, and the tip of the spear, one long and two short, flashed with cold light, but continued to stab forward without stopping.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Wenlie moved his flying sword back to defense, and a bright sword shadow light curtain quickly formed in front of him. Long Xi'an turned a blind eye to the spear and stabbed directly, and his right hand was violently stirred before the sword and gun intersected. The three-pointed, two-edged spear spun and probed into the sword light.

The sword was light and heavy, and the scorching sun flying sword was reverberated by the powerful impact on the three-pointed spear. Yu Wenlie took the sword in his hand and retreated, he wanted to distance himself from Long Xi'an, but several times he jumped to the side, and Long Xi'an turned his spear into a sharp sword to stop him.

The frontal spear stabbing force was heavy and difficult to defeat, and the two sides were sealed by the sword, and the scorching sun flying sword in Yu Wenlie's hand was easily forced to retreat by Long Xi'an after barely resisting a few times. Although on the surface, Long Xi'an took advantage of the growth of weapons, but the gap between the two cultivators is still clear to everyone at a glance.

Long Xi'an's victory was expected for both parties, but the medicine that Wanhua Pavilion had originally arranged to deal with him was now useless. At this time, Lu Wanchen's third son, Lu Junhao, carried a black long stick with the thickness of a bowl mouth and climbed onto the Panlong platform to challenge Yu Wenmeng, who was also powerful.

Both of these were fought with strength without mercy, and after a few hundred rounds, the morale-boosting Lu Junhao shook Yuwen Meng's double hammer away. After the victory, he was also so weak that he couldn't even lift his own Ugin stick.

There is a big deviation between this situation and Yuwendong and Hu Xiucheng's expectations, they originally calculated that the four of them would come out together, Long Xi'an and Lu Junhao must first challenge Yuwenlie and Yuwenmeng, who are the weakest cultivators, and when Lu Junhao has no strength to fight again, they can defeat Long Xi'an with Hu Wenliang's drug and Yuwenyong's strange rune.

Lu Junhao was indeed as they expected, but Zhang Zhao defeated Hu Wenliang with a surprise soldier, and now it has become a situation where Yu Wenyong is one against two.

After the end of the day's competition, seeing Zhang Zhao's face flushed and his steps floating after stepping off Panlong Terrace, Hu Xiucheng was finally relieved: "Yuwen City Lord, it seems that those medicinal powders still work." He looked at Zhang Zhao's expression: "There must be something soothing about this kid, but these drugs are all long-lasting, if there is no antidote in the inhalation body, the more you suppress the attack, the more powerful it will be." ”

"Okay, since that's the case, I'll let Yong'er fight him first tomorrow. Yu Wendong, who was still full of confidence, looked at Long Xi'an, who was standing with a gun not far away: "First clean up this Lingxiao kid, and then take the Xuanmu carved dragon back to Chibai City." ”

Everyone was very happy at the banquet on this day. It should be like this when the Red Maple Sect Lingxiao has the advantage here, but Yu Wendong also smiled like a weasel that stole a chicken, which really made people feel a little weird.

"Brother Zhang Zhao, thank you for those red cordyceps kings you sent. When Long Xi'an mentioned this, even the coldness on his face disappeared a lot: "Originally, my injury may have dragged on for a few months, but now it has healed, and even Doctor Jiang said that it was a miracle." ”

He raised his wine glass and drank it all: "Tomorrow there will be a competition that you can't drink more, and then we will get drunk again." Long Xi'an did it first as a respect. Zhang Zhao, who felt stuffy in his chest, didn't want to drink, but when he saw that Long Xi'an was in a hurry, he had to raise his glass and drink it dry: "That herb is actually just a chance I came across, and Brother Jiu doesn't have to be polite." ”

Long Xi'an smiled and shook his head: "Divine Doctor Jiang sent someone to the market to inquire about those medicinal herbs that night, and later learned that the medicine seller had been in our Xuanmu City for almost two years. He said that the more this seemingly ordinary herb, the more difficult it is to select such a treasure, Brother Zhang Zhao, you are really polite. ”

Zhang Zhao didn't feel anything, but everyone in the Long family was impressed by Long Xi'an's affectionate attitude after seeing him, Long Xi'an was withdrawn by nature, and he didn't have much contact with anyone in Xuanmu City, except for Long Xiyang, who didn't smile at the rest of him.

Some of the sects that took turns to help during the day also came over to toast, and the Lingxiao Red Maple Sect was lively again. What was a little surprising was that during the chaotic war, Lingyun City, Danxin Pavilion and Zhu Huacheng were all on their side, and Ling Yize and Zhu Peng's sons each won two games and contributed a lot.

This kind of overt gesture of favor is different from saying a few kind words casually, and the little unhappiness they had with Lingxiao in front of the underground palace naturally disappeared. It's just that in this way, Tian Yuqin's desire to let Zhang Zhao build a wall to take revenge is completely frustrated.

Hu Xiucheng saw that Zhang Zhao only drank two glasses of wine, his eyes were a little confused, and he turned around and glanced at his son: "Wen Liang, you also go and join in the fun." Hu Wenliang comprehended, picked up the wine glass and went straight to Zhang Zhao.

"Senior Brother Zhang, you and I don't know each other today, and we will have more contacts in the future. Although Zhang Zhao didn't have a good impression of Wanhua Pavilion, seeing Hu Wenliang smiling and raising a glass to come over, he had to accompany him, and when the two wine glasses touched, Hu Wenliang's wrist trembled slightly, and a few drops of wine in his cup were shaken into Zhang Zhao's cup without a trace.

The two drank each other, and Hu Wenliang returned to the table and looked at his father and smiled: "With these ingredients, he may have to sleep for a few days before he wakes up." This time it really didn't disappoint them, and when the banquet was over, Zhang Zhao staggered away with the support of Gu Yan and others.

Zhang Zhao, who had three or five glasses of wine, felt that the world was spinning, and he fell asleep when he was helped back to the room by Gu Yan and others, and he didn't understand why Zhang Zhao was drunk like this after only a few glasses, and everyone poured him some sobering soup, and he felt drowsy when he smelled the fragrant wine in his room.

Zhang Zhao, who was sleeping, only felt the golden light in his brain fluctuate, and the number of golden characters has not changed since the eighth verse showed that he could recognize the soul. But today, in his sleep, he felt that these golden words were obviously resisting something.

The elixir sent out by Hu Wenliang was devoured by the spirit Gu in his body, but the number was too much, and the spirit Gu that could turn into a hundred poisons also felt a little laborious, plus a few drops of immortal sleep later, the spirit Gu that had just formed was already drunk.

Zhang Zhao didn't understand that the dizziness on his body was actually a spirit Gu transmitted back to him, but the golden words in his mind were very resistant to this strange feeling. Dozens of golden characters were tacitly fused together, and an unprecedented cloud of golden light began to swim in Zhang Zhao's body with the Ten Thousand Soul Jue.

At the end of each Sunday, Zhang Zhao felt a little more sober, and when the sad feeling from the Spirit Gu was consumed by the golden light, he found that this golden light was much brighter than at the beginning. Under the repeated operation, Zhang Zhao felt that even the blood veins of his whole body were faintly golden.

That spirit Gu was also reawakened by this magnificent and mighty power, and as Zhang Zhao's qi and blood flowed, it was extremely cheerful, until the soul sense golden light felt that Zhang Zhao was no longer disturbed by the spirit Gu, and then returned to Zhang Zhao's sea of consciousness and turned into golden characters again.

Zhang Zhao, who was in a good mood, opened his eyes and felt that his whole body was warm and comfortable, and what surprised him even more was that there were five more after the golden light turned back into a zigzag, unlike before, every time he had to oscillate with his soul consciousness every time there were more golden words, these five golden words appeared silently, as if they were originally in his mind.

Zhang Zhao once again turned all the golden characters into one and ran his whole body according to the feeling just now, and the feeling when he was awake was very different from before, every blood meridian in his body was like a real appearance in his mind, and it was extremely clear, and even the flow of spiritual energy was like seeing it with his own eyes.

Spiritual energy of different colors mixed and surging in his body, and with the operation of the Ten Thousand Spirits, it gradually turned into one, penetrated into the dantian, and then flowed to the whole body, absorbing new spiritual energy and starting again and again. Zhang Zhao remembered that the Spirit Gu was looking for it, but he could only sense that he couldn't see anything where he was.

On the Panlong platform, Yu Wenyong waited with all his brilliance. Yu Wendong and Hu Xiucheng in the audience were smiling, and everyone in Lingxiao had not yet arrived, and it seemed that they must be busy with Zhang Zhao's affairs.

The reason why Lingxiao was late was not Zhang Zhao. After a group of people got up early, Gu Qianzhong didn't come out of the room for a long time, until even Chang Qingzi couldn't help but urge a few times before he saw the door open, and Gu Qianzhong appeared hesitantly wearing a dazzling red robe made by the Divine Needle Pavilion.

Everyone praised in unison, and Gu Qianzhong also sighed sincerely: "Clothes are not as good as new, people are not as good as old, it seems that this is really the reason." He walked down the steps with great spirits: "This is our big day, so I naturally want to dress freshly." What are you looking at? Don't go quickly. ”

After the arrival of Lingxiao and the others, the competition began, and the Hu family father and son were dumbfounded when they looked at Zhang Zhao, who had steadily ascended the Panlong platform. Yu Wendong couldn't help but sigh: "Hu Geshou, I think you should not engage in those things in the future, it is expensive and useless." ”

Yu Wenyong's color head is a rare orb the size of a bowl with immortal crystals embedded in it. It was born from the deep-sea giant shell swallowing the fairy crystal by mistake, which can be called the only one in the world. In comparison, Zhang Zhao's Dragon and Tiger Double-headed Ginseng is simply insignificant.

But Yu Wenyong was not interested in these things, and after signing up, he walked straight to Zhang Zhao. In the last game, he waited for Yan Qiuqiu to strike first, but this time he took the initiative to attack, obviously not paying much attention to Zhang Zhao.

Several shining sword lights flew intertwined, Yu Wenyong did not dodge or dodge head-on, just like Yan Qiuqiu's chain axe, several sword lights suddenly extinguished when he was still half a foot away from his body. At this time, Yu Wenyong's feet sped up, and his hands flashed blue and pushed towards Zhang Zhao.

Zhang Zhao straddled a few feet diagonally, dodging Yu Wenyong's two-handed attack with Wuji's footwork, dancing again in his hands, dozens of sword lights were woven into long strips and swung out on Yu Wenyong's body, but when he reached half a foot in front of him, he still couldn't advance a single bit, and after a few strokes, the sword light dissipated.

Yu Wenyong's hands flashed a few times and failed to hit Zhang Zhao, his body shook and sped up, his legs were flying and he chased Zhang Zhao closely, and a hooked light blade appeared in his right hand and chased and slashed, but his left hand was still empty.

At this time, everyone saw that Yu Wenyong seemed to be a Daoist, but everyone knew that any Daoist couldn't move when he cast a spell, how could he be so flexible since he had a talisman? And he didn't have any armor on his body, but no matter how Zhang Zhao drew the sword light, he couldn't cause him the slightest damage.

Zhang Zhao saw Yuwen Yong show off his weapon and stopped to make moves with him, and when the two fought, he didn't feel that there was anything outstanding about his strength moves. At this time, Yu Wenyong's empty left hand was raised to his chest, Zhang Zhao's soul thought flashed in his mind and hurriedly turned sideways, and a blue light swept past him.

"This is obviously a mountain-breaking talisman, how can he inspire it so quickly?" There are also some Taoists in the field, who feel incredible when they see this situation, the mountain-breaking talisman is an ordinary Dao talisman that stimulates aura and hurts people, but I don't see any rune paper issued by Yu Wenyong.

"Could it be that he tattooed the mountain breaking talisman on the palm of his hand? After Yu Wenyong emitted a few blue lights, someone finally saw the reason: "Can you tattoo your body at a young age?

The rune is an ingenious pattern to gather the aura of heaven and earth in it, and then the caster is excited by his own aura, for any kind of Dao rune, those patterns are not wrong with a trace of lines, and people are full of fine lines of hair and sweat pores, which is not suitable for drawing talismans at all.

After reaching the realm of yin and yang, some Taoists will try to tattoo some strange talismans on themselves. At that time, the epidermis of the tattoo had to be peeled off raw, and the new skin could only be sharpened and smoothed after it had grown, and the pain was unimaginable.

Of course, there are benefits to going through this kind of torture, and the runes can activate on their own as long as the aura is running. The Taoist himself uses very little spiritual power to attract the talisman, so of course it is much more comfortable to cast the spell after the talisman.

Zhang Zhao's footwork sped up, turning into a phantom and flashing around Yuwen Yong's body. Yu Wenyong failed to hit more than a dozen blue lights, but was slashed several times by Zhang Zhao by taking advantage of the situation.

There were bursts of light in front of and behind Yu Wenyong, although he couldn't really hit his body, but he also slashed with stars, which made the faint halo that was originally covering Yu Wenyong's body become obvious, and it was faintly in the shape of an armor.

"He actually tattooed a rune armor on his body?" "The rune armor was originally engraved on the body of the Xuantu Domain Dao Sect, and it was made up of hundreds of armor runes, and Yu Wenyong's rune armor was densely packed from neck to feet, and there were hundreds of halos interlocked, which was not much more than a mechanism giant with two Daoist movements.

Even if it is the most ordinary rune armor, it requires the cultivators of the Five Qi Realm to attack with all their strength to be able to break through the number, seeing that the light of this rune armor on Yu Wenyong's body is flashing and the lines are dense, I am afraid that the cultivators of the Yin and Yang Realm will not be able to easily get it.

Although there is no talisman protection on his head and face, Yu Wenyong can't honestly wait for Zhang Zhao to cut it, not to mention that this kind of competition is not allowed to hurt people's lives, even if people don't dodge or dodge, Zhang Zhao can't go over and cut his head.

Of course, the rune armor tattoo did not have much weight on the body, and the vigorous Yu Wenyong hooked the blade and the blue light attack forced Zhang Zhao to retreat again and again. Seeing that Long Xi'an in the audience also looked grim, Hu Xiucheng couldn't help but turn around and nodded at Yuwendong: "Yuwen City Lord is really a good strategy, this time not only did you steadily account for half of the business, but also won a Xuanmu carved dragon for nothing." ”

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