The Sword Pavilion seemed to sense something.

Suddenly, the Sword Pavilion also erupted with a sound like a dragon's roar, which shook the earth.

Xiao Bing remembered the strange dream of leaving the broken circuit at this moment, and remembered that strange feeling.

Then, Xiao Bing glanced around and shouted, "Those who are not convinced are coming..."

At that moment, Xiao Bing seemed to be the only one between heaven and earth, he was a hundred meters in circumference, a thousand meters, and his murderous aura was so strong that almost the entire disciples in the square were frightened.

And the Sword Pavilion reacted strongly, ten thousand swords roared in unison, and the earthquake trembled.

The referee was already injured, and at this moment, he was even more shocked and vomited blood, and even lost consciousness in the end.

In the referee's last consciousness, he was frightened, he didn't understand, he felt that Xiao Bing shouldn't be so strong, but it attracted the anger of Wan Jian, this is no longer as simple as breaking the road, this is a battle roar.

Ten years in the ring, a hundred years of war...

This kid actually provoked a war howl...

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Of course not, people are afraid of Xiao Bing's momentum that is disproportionate to his strength, almost after Xiao Bing's momentum that is the best in the world, dozens of different momentum erupted in the square, shouting, although it is not as conspicuous as Xiao Bing, but each has its own taste.

This is a declaration of war.

Xiao Bing said these momentum and looked over, he saw faces one by one, either looking at himself, or closing his eyes, confident or conceited eyes in front of him, Xiao Bing smiled.

Suddenly, Xiao Bing saw a little girl in red clothes, looking at herself stubbornly, her momentum was very strong, fiery and pure, and she was simple, but this momentum was strong and the fighting spirit was very weak.

There is an unwritten saying in Zixiao Mountain, momentum is potential, and when momentum is exhausted, there is no potential, which means that if a person does not have his own momentum, no matter how high his cultivation is and how strong his strength is, he is just a walking corpse.

Xiao Bing suddenly felt that everything was fun, and the depression that he had been injured in the Sword Pavilion before suddenly had a direction to vent.

......

Xiao Bing walked slowly in the woods, shaking hammocks, like wind chimes.

Countless disciples secretly looked at Xiao Bing's back, scared and curious.

Chef Liu smiled bitterly, and Lao Jiu sighed, "Lao Fourteen's momentum is not comparable to few people."

At this moment, Xiao Bing is already the fourteenth Qingxiao of Xiaoqing Pavilion, which is the recognition of the disciples of Xiaoqing Pavilion.

"Who was the one who provoked the war last time?" asked Lao Liu.

The battle roar is the time of the Zixiao Mountain Great Competition, the most crazy declaration of war by the disciples, only the most arrogant and powerful disciples dare to do this.

It is equivalent to directly announcing that the first is one's own, so let yourself challenge yourself.

Xiao Bing did this today.

Lao Jiu said, "The last one was the master. ”

Chef Liu said, "I haven't been here before, I forgot that there is such a fun thing here, did you say that Lao Fourteen wanted to come like this, so he pretended to be stupid and asked us to push him out." ”

The big-mouthed Wu Tian frowned, "Fourteen isn't so scheming, right?"

Chef Liu glanced at Wu Tian who suddenly appeared very unhappily, "Don't talk about people, what about you? It's been ten years, and your daughter-in-law hasn't arrived, he has no scheming, you are stupid"

Big mouth said, "Say fourteen, don't pull me." ”

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That night, Xiao Bing shook the hammock and looked at the sky, because of the appearance of the war roar, Dabi's rules changed.

Because in Xiao Bing's battle roar, there were only two dozen people who could resist with momentum

So the number of contestants instantly changed from a few hundred to these two dozen.

Xiao Bing also kept Du Baisu's last rune clone.

Xiao Bing recalled his depressed eyes with a rotten face, and when he looked at Ning He's helpless expression, he suddenly felt a kind of fear, if he didn't provoke a war roar, Du Baisu's remaining rune clone would definitely be consumed, and Ning He would find a way to watch her last traces disappear into the sky.

It's not that Xiao Bing thinks Ning He is hateful, so he thinks that Ning He will do this, because he guessed what Ning He is going to do? Because he remembered what he had said to himself when he handed over his first rune clone, "The rune clone that falls on Ning He will be like being alive, and even have the same emotions as himself." ”

Xiao Bing was very scared, he was afraid that this doppelganger would open his mouth to make himself forget about Du Baisu from Du Baisu's point of view. Every time he thought of this, Xiao Bing would vaguely hear Du Baisu's voice, gentle but resolute, "I'm dead, I don't exist anymore." ”

Xiao Bing was afraid to hear this.

The wind blew across his face, cold, Xiao Bing heard the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, and also heard the sound of books turning.

Xiao Bing hung a book on a rope in front of him, the book was constantly turned in the wind, and on the last page of the book, the sentence about the war howl was written, and there was a greasy mark on it, which was drawn with a fingernail.

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