There was silence, no one spoke.

Part of it was surprised by Tang Luo's strength, but more of it was thinking, what does this black sledgehammer mean?

You call this a sword?

"Wait!"

Kunlun Sword Pond Yihua Divine Sword Cultivator didn't hold back, and said, "This is a hammer, right?" Is it really a sword cultivator? ”

"Sword cultivation, of course." Lei Zhengyang came out of the crowd, and his voice was like thunder, spreading all over the world.

These sword cultivators looked behind them, at the resting place of the Refining Void Supreme Elder, and seeing that there was no response, they did not speak again.

Everyone is not stupid, how could they jump out in a hurry because the other party used a hammer, and wanted to press the mainstay of the Optimus Sword Gate.

The black torrent just now is indeed Jian Yuan, which is actually felt by many people.

The problem is that the black sledgehammer is too eye-catching.

Only then would someone couldn't help but ask, after all, this was a humiliation for their kind of Zhengbasutra sword cultivation.

I can crush you with a hammer.

Invisible provocation, wordless arrogance.

"Those two Jin Dan seem to be also Tang Xuanzang's disciples." Someone whispered, and the news spread quickly.

Feelings, this is in the same vein!

"Go on." Listening to the Supreme Elder of the Rain Sword Pavilion speak, his voice sounded a little impatient.

How could it be their sect's turn to preside over it, and there were so many messy things, could they still cultivate well?

It's annoying to have a little moth every once in a while.

With the endorsement of the Void Sword Cultivator, Tang Luo's identity was naturally no longer a problem, and the Sword Cultivator who raised the question just now also took the initiative to apologize.

For fear that the Qingtian Sword Sect will make a fuss about this aspect, you must know that suspecting others of non-sword cultivation is tantamount to wanting to sentence people to death.

If it was really a non-sword cultivator, even the Heavenly Sword Gate would be to blame.

This time, there is no need to compare, and the rest of the sects will definitely seize the opportunity to take a big bite from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

This is true even if the relationship between the sects is relatively good.

Friendship is more about friendship.

Between sects and sects, there is no warmth in the veins.

But if not, if you say this and don't apologize, the Heavenly Sword Gate will not give up.

This situation subsided, and diluted the shocking feeling brought by Tang Luo's "defeat with a hammer".

In any case, this Tang Xuanzang, who was blowing very loudly, began to become solid and vivid in the minds of many sword cultivators.

Powerful, arrogant, and blind.

Even Jian Feng was reluctant to come out, and went out directly - the hammer hurt people, and he definitely didn't admit that it was a sword.

But there is one thing that I have to pinch my nose and admit, that is, the other party has such strength.

You must know that the sword cultivators who just heard the dispatch of the Rain Sword Pavilion are in the late Yuan Infant period, and most of the Yuan Infant Sword Cultivators that each sect intends to send out are in the late Yuan Infant period.

A few people in the middle of the Yuan Infant are also the kind of people who are amazingly talented, and they can be strong in the late stage of the war.

Flying to the sword peak, Lei Zhengyang said to Tang Luo: "This time it's our turn to choose someone." ”

In the last competition, the Qingtian Sword Gate ranked second, and after listening to the selection of people in the Yujian Pavilion, it was the turn of the Qingtian Sword Gate, and there was no "next" as Tang Luo said.

"You choose first." Tang Luo said.

A Yuanying sword cultivator nodded, took the initiative to fly out, and selected a sword cultivator from Kunlun Sword Pool.

The two sides had fought each other in the last competition, and the Optimus Sword Gate won the battle, which is considered an old rival, and I don't know what the outcome will be this time.

There was no nonsense, and the two sword cultivators faced each other in mid-air for a little while.

The sword light is staggered, and the strength of the Yuanying sword cultivation is fully displayed.

The sword element is agitated, and the sword intent is soaring.

On the surface of the calm Blue Lagoon, there are ripples.

After a fierce battle for an hour, he finally narrowly won with the sword cultivation of the Heavenly Sword Sect and won another point for the sect.

Just looking at his situation, it's not optimistic.

There is no way to recover in a short period of time, and if someone challenges the winner in the next game, it will basically be for nothing.

Fortunately, the next person to appear and choose someone is the Shushan Sword School.

The whole style of the Shushan Sword Sect is very strong, they like to fight with the strong, and there is a great possibility that they will choose Tang Luo to fight heartily.

This kind of sword path allowed Shushan to occupy a place among the seven major sects with the smallest number of people.

Of course, the number of sects is also very useful.

Although there are such sayings as "If the number of people is useful, what immortals do I cultivate, what swords do I practice", everyone in the immortal cultivation world is an immortal, not a mortal.

Even if it is three strong people, it is impossible to ignore the condition of numbers.

Unless, they break through to the Tribulation Period, there is a certain possibility that they will ignore the number of people.

The biggest "enemy" in the tribulation period is all kinds of heavenly thunder tribulations, earth fire tribulations, and their own "decay tribulations", and there are often weak periods.

If there is no strong sect to back him, even if he survives the catastrophe, he is very likely to die at the hands of others.

The importance of a strong sect as a backing is self-evident.

It is impossible to choose people to fight, it is impossible to completely rely on the character of Jian Xiu, and in the end, the interests of the sect must be taken into account.

Lei Zhengyang whispered to Tang Luo: "If you are selected again, you can perform appropriately......

"Okay." Tang Luo nodded and agreed.

A sword cultivator of the Shushan Sword Sect flew out, and the sword pointed at the Qingtian Sword Gate: "Tang Xuanzang." ”

It is not yet time to lose to the point of painstaking solitude and thinking about strategy and tactics.

"Okay."

Tang Luo's voice came from the Sword Peak, and another black torrent poured out from the Sword Peak.

Lei Zhengyang turned his head violently, almost twisting his neck, what a performance!

How is it the same as just now.

Shushan Sword Cultivator did not attack with the sword, but held the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised it high, and slashed towards the black torrent from top to bottom.

A huge sword shadow appeared, as if to split the sky in half.

The shadow of the sword bombarded the black torrent.

Everything seemed to stand still for a second, and then a furious force surged in all directions.

The blue lake at his feet rippled more than just now, and the violent wind formed even blew away the clouds shrouded by Sword Peak.

The sword shadow disappeared, and the Shushan sword cultivator maintained the posture of taking out the sword.

The black torrent was split in half by his sword, but he couldn't stop the approach of the black sledgehammer.

The hammer circled under the stagnant blade, spun and flew towards the sword cultivator's head, stopping a second before the skull shattered.

"I lost."

Shushan Jian Xiu simply spoke, and the collision between the sword and the hammer crushed all his strength, making him unable to move.

Keeping it without falling is already the limit.

As Shushan Sword Cultivator admitted defeat, the black giant hammer disintegrated on its own, leaving only a part of the hammer handle, the black short stick, flying back to the sword peak.

Shushan Sword Cultivator finally came back to his senses and slowly flew towards Sword Peak.

"Take me two swords, not bad." Tang Luo's voice came.

The sword figure shook and almost fell.

“……”

"Didn't you say it's a good show?" Lei Zhengyang said.

"Yes, the last one is one sword, this one is two swords, and the next one is three swords." Tang Luo is very experienced, "Next, everyone will be thinking, how many swords will I make." Because I'm going to be chosen, perfect performance. ”

“…… Is this your performance? ”

"As long as the effect is achieved." Tang Luo said, "Different paths lead to the same end." You see, I fought for three days and three nights, narrowly won, and then fought for three days and three nights, and everyone is not stupid, and you must see that I am retaining my strength and deliberately attracting them to challenge me. It's better to be arrogant, you know, sword cultivation is arrogant. ”

Lei Zhengyang nodded helplessly, it really makes sense, if it weren't for his own people, he would also want to fight with Tang Xuanzang.

No, even if it's your own person, it's very difficult to think about it.

"So, can you get up from my position?" Lei Zhengyang looked at Tang Luo and said.

Lei Zhengyang went out just now, and Tang Luo sat in his place.

"No, you have to do a full set of plays." Tang Luo decisively rejected Lei Zhengyang.

I'm going to be the head of the house in the future, so you need to get used to it in advance now.

As the clouds and mist that shrouded Sword Peak were blown away, everyone could clearly see that Tang Xuanzang, who had already made two shots, was now sitting on a chair and had not even moved.

Even the head Lei Zhengyang stood next to him, looking helpless.

is so arrogant and presumptuous, and has no spare eyes, in comparison, his disciples can be described as mild-mannered.

Hit him, hit him in the head!

Everyone was angry.

After Kunlun Sword Pool's sword cultivation came out, he did not hesitate to choose Tang Luo again.

This time, it's three hammers.

Kunlun Sword Cultivation was defeated.

"Three swords, not bad." Tang Luo commented again.

That Kunlun Sword Cultivator couldn't hold back, spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and fell into the Blue Lake like the Sword Cultivator of Listening to the Rain Sword Pavilion.

It was quickly scooped up.

Three swords? It's obviously a hammer! You're not a sword cultivator at all!

The Yuanying Sword Cultivators of the three sects of Tibetan Sword Villa, Star Sword Sect, and Ten Thousand Sword Valley couldn't hold it back.

Three appearances, three battles against Tang Xuanzang.

They were defeated with four, five, and three hammers.

"You don't even have the qualifications to get me up from my chair." His gaze swept over the sword peaks of the six sects, and Tang Luo's voice was cold and disappointment.

The six sword peaks suddenly surged with sword qi, and there were even some hot-tempered god transformation sword cultivators, their eyes were like swords, stabbing at Tang Luo.

Tang Luo did not show weakness, swept over one by one, and ridiculed to the limit.

"Ahem."

A gentle cough instantly dispersed the surging sword qi and made everything calm again.

The Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect said, "Go on, the sword cultivator must speak with the sword in his hand. ”

It seems a little annoying, staring at the fart, hit me!

Listening to the rain sword pavilion another sword cultivation, don't talk nonsense, the sword is pointed at Tang Luo.

……

The spinning flying sword pierced the sky, and the sword light tore through everything around it, and the edge pierced!

This sword is enough to pierce the mountain.

However, this sword could only hover in vain in front of Tang Luo's palm, and part of its power was vented.

"Boom!"

The loud roar made even Sword Peak vibrate.

The chair Tang Luo was sitting on was just an ordinary chair, and cracks appeared and shattered.

There are also sword marks on the ground.

In the past two-thirds of the schedule, ninety percent of the sword cultivators all chose to challenge Tang Luo.

As the chair shattered, Tang Luo finally stood up.

However, that was all, and with a flick of his hand, the flying sword was completely out of the master's control, piercing into the small island on the Blue Lagoon, blasting out a deep pit.

Tang Luo stepped forward, a lotus under his feet, and stepped on the void.

He looked at the Shushan Sword Sect and said, "Yes, if you can let me stand up, I, Tang Xuanzang, would like to call you the strongest Yuanying." ”

"Yuan Ying is the strongest?"

"Is this taking yourself out?"

"Isn't he also a Yuan Baby?"

Many sword cultivators who were watching the battle were a little puzzled, and this sounded a little wrong.

In the next breath, everyone understood why Tang Xuanzang said this.

His long white hair fluttered, and his robe moved slightly.

The suffocating domineering sword intent disappeared in a flash, and quietly, the god had become a god!

Seven gates, borrowing many Yuanying powerhouses to sharpen their swords and promote them to gods? !

At least that's what others see.