Sitting at the top, the head of the sect floated, his eyes flashed slightly, and he closed his eyes again.

Yan Ruyu stepped on the Tianwang platform, frowned slightly, and the cloud brocade white silk wrapped around her body shot out, hitting six times in a row!

"Yan Ruyu, six blows!"

Xu Mingshan nodded with satisfaction, and then leaned forward, ready to end this first round!

Yan Ruyu stepped aside, but her beautiful eyes stared back, thinking, that damn guy, should be here, right?

"Hahaha! Elder and slow, I'm here in Longyang!"

Sure enough, as soon as the thought came to mind, a sound of breaking the sky sounded, and a man in a tattered white robe leaped over, with an endless look of self-satisfaction!

"Long Yang, this guy really dares to come!"

"He's so bold, did he deliberately end up in the limelight?"

Many disciples muttered in a low voice, and many people thought that he was afraid of Bai Qianzhen and the Holy List!

Unexpectedly, at this last moment, this guy actually came!

"I knew you were coming!"

Wang Mingzhu in the audience showed a bright smile on his face, like a real pearl, bright and moving.

Many of the young disciples who secretly admired her couldn't help but lose their minds for a while, their soft goddess usually didn't smile, and today's smile was just too perfect!

"Hmph! ”

Zhao Ningxue, who was dressed in purple, couldn't help but soften her cold beautiful eyes, looking at the young man standing in the wind, she seemed to be relieved.

Of course, there are also many people who show coldness.

Bai Qianzhen of the Divine Tattoo Alliance sneered in his heart, he thought that this guy would not come here to bring humiliation on himself, but he didn't think that he would dare to come at the last moment?

Duan Qi of the Holy List also had a cold face, but when he looked at his own "black devil", he was suddenly relieved a lot, with that person making a move, this Longyang will not die or be crippled today!

The black devil was indifferent, but in the black robe that shrouded his whole body, there was a cold emotionless fluctuation.

Zhou Yuan's face was stiff, he had also ridiculed Xue Chong and Long Yang fiercely before, and at this time, when he watched Long Yang communicate with the people of the Dragon Alliance, when his fierce gaze stared at him, he couldn't help but just snort coldly.

......

"Haha, Brother Dragon, you're late today, and you've missed a lot of excitement!"

The sword maniac greeted Long Yang from afar, with his warm name, many disciples were awe-inspiring, this sword maniac, the relationship with Long Yang is really good!

Long Yang also smiled slightly when he saw this, he hadn't seen the sword maniac for a long time, and the sword intent coming out of his body was more restrained, it should have been full of progress!

Yuan Qinglan and Yuan Qingmeng of the double womb couldn't help but smile kindly, the pair of moon wheel spirit weapons that Long Yang created for them were of high enough grade, and they all reached the level of third-level spirit weapons, and when used together, I am afraid that they are not weaker than fourth-level spirit weapons, and they are grateful to Long Yang from the bottom of their hearts.

Lin Wanjian's face was not very good, and he was completely gloomy, his grudge with Long Yang was not light!

"Elder, I'm not too late, right? This drum should still be able to hit, right?"

Long Yang turned to Elder Xu Mingshan and asked.

Xu Mingshan looked at the young man in front of him and nodded, hearing that this son was the first apprentice of the third elder Situ Qingyun, he was looking forward to it, how many hits could this son take?

"Situ, you apprentice is really different, and you are still wearing this tattered clothes when you come at this juncture, hehe!"

The fourth elder, the old man with the eagle hooked nose, looked at Situ Qingyun who was silently meditating on his knees.

Situ Qingyun opened his eyes, looked at him coldly, and said, "If you don't accept it, you will fight!"

The short and powerful words stifled his words vividly, and the eagle-nosed old man could only snort coldly and did not take the following.

Shui Yueyin, who was a little far away, showed a little jealousy, when he talked about his apprentice, he always looked like this, last time in the snow field, this time he was like this, but for himself, he has never been so concerned!

Thinking of this, Shui Yueyin looked at Long Yang in the field, and her gaze became even colder.

......

"Beware of the power of this soul attack!"

Xu Mingshan kindly reminded Long Yang, and he drifted back.

"Soul attack?"

Long Yang smiled freely, not caring much, but chuckling forward, looking at this huge demon beast drum, his eyes were full of wonder.

All the disciples stared at Long Yang intently, only to see Long Yang stop in front of the demon drum, looking at the dark drum surface, taking a deep breath, and slamming forward!

"Hmph! This son is big, he doesn't protect his body at all, he is simply looking for death!"

"Yes, if you want to hit a lot of times, you must be fully prepared, and it is best to summon the Yin Spirit, and he obviously does not have this consciousness yet!"

"I guess, he can't even carry two hits!"

Many disciples whispered, and even a few of them were bold enough to move forward, wanting to see more clearly!

Long Yang doesn't care about this, a punch has already blasted out.

"Boom!"

The long sound of the drum shook like ripples of water, and at the moment when many disciples were distracted, another voice sounded.

"Boom!"

Another wave of sound waves, once again shocking people's souls!

"Knock knock knock ......!"

Immediately afterward, there was a tremor like a storm, like the battlefield is an enduring war drum, and like a stormy wave, stretching endlessly, without stopping!

At the second ring, the disciples who came forward to see the excitement were already confused, and the last thought in their hearts was: "This guy can actually carry two blows?"

Then they fell unconscious and fainted!

Not only that, only a few people on the Heavenly King Platform could stand, the sound of drums in their ears did not stop, and the terrifying soul attack sound waves were like huge waves, covering wave after wave, never stopping!

"Poof!"

The few people who stood up were all powerful personal disciples, including Sword Maniac, Black Devil, Liu Yigun and others, they all felt dizzy in their minds, blood spilled from the corners of their mouths, and their consciousness was like a boat in a stormy sea, which would be swallowed by darkness at any time.

"Damn, I can't hold on!"

The sword maniac's head tilted and fell, and then Liu Yigun also smiled bitterly and fell, and soon there was a white-clothed figure left on the stage—Bai Qianzhen

It's just that the current Bai Qianjin is also extremely uncomfortable, half-kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily, and sweating profusely!

His eyes were blood-red, and he stared at the drummer in a frenzy, and his clenched fists burst out!

He didn't believe it, he didn't believe it, how could this person keep beating drums one after another? You must know that it should be him who has the highest cultivation of soul power among those present! It should be him in the White Thousand Array!

With an unbelievable roar in his heart, Bai Qianzhen held on for two more breaths, and fell down unwillingly!

The beating of drums continued, and the entire Tianwang Stage, including the peripheral audience seats, was as silent as death, only the gushing drums continued to vibrate.

(End of chapter)