"Bang!"

A huge mountain came out of the sky, wrapped in a fierce and heavy force to suppress it fiercely, the nine rounds of bright moon were instantly smashed into smitheres, and countless crystal white fragments rolled out like a blizzard, and under the light of the scorching sun, they gradually dissipated, turning into wisps of white mist and soaring into the sky, injected into the clouds in the sky.

Qing Yue's soft flute sound stopped abruptly, Long Xiaotian snorted lightly, his face changed slightly, and the endless powerful attacks of Saint Wuxin made him a little surprised, but that's all!

"I'll see what you can resist!"

Sheng Wuxin occupied a slight upper hand, his expression was slightly happy, and his heart moved, and the four completely different forces of the Wind Forest Volcano suddenly swept out like an ancient fierce beast, swept in with a powerful and peerless power, wanting to hit Long Xiaotian hard!

"Well, it's a bit of a problem. ”

Long Xiaotian was a little helpless, although the flute's technique was extremely exquisite, and its power exceeded that of the same level of spiritual skills, it was precisely because the flute's technique was too subtle and mysterious, that it became very difficult to exert its power to the fullest.

And with this kind of attack method that he is not good at to fight against the strong attack that Saint Wuxin is proud of, the result is naturally conceivable.

The heavy shadows shrouded down like clouds from the sky, and the fierce and heavy oppressive force slapped down like an ocean of oceans, making people feel frightened and even suffocated.

Long Xiaotian raised his head slightly, his pupils reflected the electric wind forest volcano, he hung the purple jade flute back on his waist, and slowly held the crystal clear, warm and smooth Ruyi stick in his palm.

Since it is inevitable to consume more spiritual power, let's make this battle more hearty!

Long Xiaotian's body soared into the sky like a rocket, the majestic spiritual power in his body surged out like rivers, lakes and seas, and the green tendons bulged out on his arms, like a dragon hibernating, containing extremely explosive and amazing power!

Ruyi Stick felt the fanatical battle intent of Long Xiaotian Lingyun Splitting the Sky, and it actually bloomed with brilliant colorful light, and a terrifying power roared out like a sleeping dragon awakening.

"Shattered!"

He condensed the power in his body, and swung his wishful stick and smashed it away fiercely.

"Bang!"

The swift and fierce power erupted like a volcano that had been silent for tens of thousands of years, and the wishful rod carried an amazing power, and smashed fiercely on the wind forest volcano that came from the electric jet, and the powerful and peerless power rushed out like a flood, directly smashing the wind forest volcano into debris in the sky.

"Wow!"

The people in the audience saw Long Xiaotian showing such a fierce and powerful attack, their eyes were shocked, and suddenly an uproar broke out in the sky, and the faces of the remaining contestants changed slightly, except for a very few people, the rest of the people all showed solemn expressions.

No matter what you change, I will break the law with one device! This is Long Xiaotian's confidence now!

After the Wind Forest Volcano was smashed by Long Xiaotian's stick, Sheng Wuxin's face turned slightly pale, and a muffled snort came from his throat, he was inextricably linked to the destroyed Wind Forest Volcano, and if it was destroyed at this time, he would naturally be affected to a certain extent.

Looking at Long Xiaotian standing in the air, Sheng Wuxin took a deep breath, and there was a fierce and fierce battle intent in his eyes, the book of the Heavenly King in his hand kept flipping, and the pages of yellowed and worn paper flew out like arrows from the string, and after he urged in a unique way, all kinds of bizarre patterns drawn on the paper were truly revealed.

Ferocious and violent beasts, angry dragons that swallow clouds and mist, fierce and ferocious pythons, and countless swords, guns, swords, halberds, etc., densely packed the entire sky like locusts.

Sheng Wuxin suddenly ejected all the remaining papers of the Heavenly King Book in his hand, in order to injure or even severely damage Long Xiaotian!

"Bang bang bang!"

An extremely fierce battle broke out in the sky, and the frenzied energy storm swept through the sky and the earth, Long Xiaotian held a wishful stick, like a god of war possessed, crisscrossing in many ferocious and violent monsters, and every time he shot, a large number of monsters were completely exploded!

Sheng Wuxin's face turned a lot paler, and the original majestic aura also declined a little, the attack he launched just now was too much of a drain on his spiritual power, but fortunately, now he is already a powerhouse in the Tongtian Realm, and he can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at will, even if it is from a distance, it can also be pulled and injected into his body, restoring his lost spiritual power.

"Hopefully you can delay me enough time. ”

Sheng Wuxin looked at Long Xiaotian who was besieged by a group of monsters in the sky, he took a deep breath, and there was a resolute look in his eyes, he knew that just by relying on the power of the Heavenly King Book, he couldn't give a threat at all, and it was even difficult to hurt him, because Long Xiaotian controlled the real heavenly weapon in his hands, coupled with his own transcendent and powerful strength, it was even more unstoppable!

The strong spiritual power surged out from the body of the saint Wuxin like a flood that burst the embankment, he slowly sealed, the movement was very slow, every time he changed the handprint, sweat appeared on his forehead, and he gritted his teeth fiercely, as if he was about to unleash a terrifying super supernatural power.

The spiritual power in his body was rapidly depleting as the seal knot continued to change, his face became more and more pale, almost transparent, and his breathing became more and more rapid and heavy, but he did not stop the seal gesture.

"Poof!"

Sheng Wuxin's face suddenly turned pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, staining his palm red with a strange knot, which looked very strange and weird.

"Is it still too reluctant? But now there is only this method left that can hope to hit Long Xiaotian hard, no matter what, I have to give it a try, no matter how difficult it is, how heavy the price is!"

Sheng Wuxin swallowed back the blood that had surged into his throat, and his eyes swelled with madness.

As long as he can defeat Long Xiaotian, he will be able to successfully enter the next round. If he is lucky, he can be among the top ten in the Wuzhou Elite Competition, not only to get enough rich rewards, but also to enter the Qilin Ancient Tower, bathed in the mysterious power of the Qilin, and then have the opportunity to observe the Qilin Stone Statue, if the comprehension and chance are outstanding, you can participate in the Qilin Palace's Zhendian spiritual skill - Qilin Amplification Technique!

Of course, the prerequisite must be to defeat Long Xiaotian, the obstacle in front of him, and the series of fantasies behind can be realized.

The disciples of the White Tiger Pavilion in the audience saw the mystical knots formed by Sheng Wuxin, and everyone's eyes were full of shock and horror, even Hu Yuan, who ranked first in the list of disciples of the White Tiger Pavilion, was surprised at this moment, and said in a low voice: "Could it be that Sheng Wuxin has also successfully cultivated the spirit technique of the Town Pavilion to the entry level......?" How is that possible?!"

It's no wonder that Hu Yuan was so shocked and discolored, because when he was cultivating the spirit technique of the town pavilion, he didn't know how much sweat and hard work he had paid, if it wasn't for the critical moment when he broke the barrier and promoted to the realm, a spiritual light suddenly flashed in his mind, and in an instant, it was like clearing the clouds and seeing the blue sky, he had an epiphany, and this was the way to cultivate the spirit skill of the town pavilion to the level of entry.

If Saint Wuxin also succeeded in cultivating the Zhen Pavilion Spirit Technique, it would be a huge shock to him, which meant that Saint Wuxin's comprehension and potential might be above him, after all, Saint Wuxin's strength at this time was one line lower than him.

"Although Sheng Wuxin has reluctantly touched the threshold of the spirit skill of the Zhen Pavilion, if he wants to show it, with his current strength and state, he will inevitably pay a painful price, he is gambling!"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and Sheng Wuxin didn't have any intention to pay attention to it, because he vaguely seemed to grasp some kind of mysterious trajectory and aura, and the difficult seal gesture suddenly accelerated a lot, and a terrifying power gradually woke up like a sleeping dragon.

"Hahaha, it worked!"

Sheng Wuxin couldn't help but be overjoyed, although the spiritual power in his body was almost hollowed out, and his face was so pale that he could see the fine blood vessels in his skin, but he was still in ecstasy, because of the White Tiger Pavilion's spiritual skills, he had successfully displayed them.

"I didn't expect to be delayed enough time by you, it's really troublesome. Long Xiaotian slowly descended from the sky, several yellowed and worn-out pieces of paper were scattered around him, and the patterns on the paper faded a lot, dull and lifeless!

He looked at Sheng Wuxin, who showed a look of fanaticism and madness on his pale face, and sighed helplessly, because it was too late to stop it at this moment.

"If you are able to resist our White Tiger Pavilion's Zhen Pavilion Spiritual Skill, I will immediately turn around and leave. ”

Saint Wuxin's eyes were full of fanatical and absolute confidence, even if the power of the Zhen Pavilion Spirit Technique he used was less than one percent of the power of the heyday, but he had a lot of confidence, he could cause Long Xiaotian to suffer a lot of trauma, and then his chance to defeat Long Xiaotian would come.

Long Xiaotian looked at Sheng Wuxin, whose body was shaking violently and almost unstable on his feet, shook his head, and said, "I'm afraid that after you use this attack, you don't have any strength to continue fighting, you are making a lone bet, this kind of resolute courage is really admirable!"

"Without further ado, if you can resist it, even if I am defeated in your hands, it will not be a shame. Sheng Wuxin took a deep breath, and his handprint trembled slightly.

"Boom!"

A terrifying majesty surged out of his body like a mountain shaking the ground, as if the sleeping dragon that dominated the world had awakened, and the terrifying momentum swept up like a storm, and the faces of every contestant in the audience became a little more solemn.

"Roar!"

A deafening tiger roar suddenly resounded from Sheng Wuxin's mouth, and the spiritual power of his whole body was gathered in his palm, condensing into a miniature white tiger, although the size was small, but the aura emitted was enough to shake the mountains, making the wind and clouds change, and the dark clouds swaying!

"White Tiger Attack Killing Technique!"

Saint Wuxin let out a roar of rage, and the condensed seal knot slowly rolled out, very difficult, as if all his strength had been exhausted.

"Whew!"

The miniature white tiger shot out, rising against the storm, the size of the body rapidly expanded and became larger, and in the blink of an eye, a white tiger of several zhang size appeared vividly in everyone's sight, the white tiger's eyes opened, and a terrifying king's breath was suppressed like the collapse of the sky, making it difficult to breathe, and the body seemed to be pressed by a huge mountain, extremely heavy!

The five stars who were sitting in the palace watching the battle looked at the Saint Wuxin who was displaying a powerful and terrifying spiritual skill in the conical stone platform, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes, obviously the performance of the Saint Wuxin was somewhat beyond their expectations.

"Tian Xuan, the talent of your disciples in the White Tiger Pavilion this year is a little good, this person is young, although his strength is not amazing, but being able to display the White Tiger Attack and Killing Technique is indeed a rare good seedling. ”

There was some appreciation in Tianshu Xingshu's words, and the beautiful Tianxuan Xingshu on the side nodded lightly and said, "I originally thought that except for Hu Yuan, there should be no other disciple who can successfully cultivate the White Tiger Attack and Killing Technique in such a short period of time, even if it is a beginner. I didn't expect Sheng Wuxin's performance today to be a little beyond my expectations. ”

"Hehe, I don't think Sheng Wuxin has any hope of winning, this white-clothed young man who plays the flute well, but he is a closed disciple of Brother Niu, seeing him so calm and relaxed, he seems to be very sure to win. Kaiyang Nakshatra smiled inappropriately, provoking the white eyes of Tianxuan Nakshatra.

Shaking Light Xingshu looked cold and did not interject, and Yuheng Xingshu's gentle face showed a smile, and said with a light smile: "I thought that Brother Niu would only be proficient in music and music, but I didn't expect that teaching disciples is also his forte!"

"Yu Heng, are you praising me or belittling me?" A lukewarm voice resounded in the palace, and the purple-clothed You Yifeng Lord suddenly appeared, looking at Yu Heng Xingshu with a somewhat unhappy gaze.

With a wave of Yuheng Xingsu's hand, a seat condensed out, "Hehe, can't Brother Niu hear it?"

"You are most accustomed to beating around the bush when you speak, so it is better for Kaiyang to speak directly and honestly. Lord You Yifeng sat down on the seat without any exception, and the Kaiyang Star on the side was smiling happily.

While they were laughing and talking, the situation on the conical stone platform had reached a moment of tension.

"Whew!"

Long Xiaotian slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and a trace of solemnity swept in his clear eyes, the White Tiger Pavilion's White Tiger Attack and Killing Technique is known as the unparalleled attack power, once it is unleashed, it has the terrifying power of opening mountains and cracking rocks, shattering the sky and the earth, even Long Xiaotian is extremely cautious.

The wishful stick was flooded with a crystal colorful light, and it was full of color, and an amazing aura that was not weaker than that of the white tiger burst out from the wishful stick, and Long Xiaotian's eyes were full of fierce battle intent.

"Then let's see who wins and who loses!"