The head of the red tassel spear swirled and flew in the air, and finally it was nailed to the steps of the staircase, and two men who also held the spear without the head stood opposite each other. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Chan waved his right hand, and with a "whoosh", the "spear" went to the side **** and firmly inserted it into the wall on the side: "Accept." ”

Ning Mengze looked at Wang Chan, and his cold face fluctuated for the first time: "I will definitely defeat you next time we meet." ”

As he spoke, he walked straight downstairs.

The two passed by, Wang Chan stepped into the third floor, he still did not stop, and walked up the steps to the fourth floor unhurriedly.

"Oh my God, where is this person sacred, Yu Xiao is just that, although the talent is amazing, but after all, he is only a casual cultivator and has just entered the innate realm, and the realm is unstable. What kind of character is Fairy Ning, she is a disciple of Spear Immortal Lu Fangweng, and she is one of the top ten people on the list that year. With the strength of her energy realm, she can't even catch the opponent's move?"

"This person is definitely on the list, but I don't know which one, can defeat Fairy Ning in one move, at least the top fifty, but why have I never heard of such a person. ”

"Kyushu is vast, and the people on the list are all over Kyushu, how can we recognize them all, and he may not be a person on the list. ”

"How is this possible? Isn't it possible for a person on the earth list to defeat Fairy Ning so easily?"

"I'm just saying that he's not on the list, but I'm not saying that he doesn't have the strength to be on the list. ”

At the beginning, the Sword Saint Liu Bai had been unknown before he ascended to the Heavenly List, and then he slashed the Ghost King with a sword, and the world was shocked. This man may have climbed the Heroes' Tower to make a name for himself. It's just that it's not difficult for him to break through the fourth floor, but the person guarding the entrance of the fifth floor is a real master of the earth leader, so it's hard to say the result......"

While everyone was talking on the third floor, another exclamation sounded, and Wang Chan had already broken through the fourth floor.

At the entrance of the fifth floor, Wang Chan stood there, looked up, and saw that the person guarding the pass turned out to be a monk. This monk looks like he is no more than twenty years old, with a handsome appearance, wearing a clean monk's robe and a pair of straw sandals on his feet, shabby but clean, and the whole person gives people a clean feeling, like a white lotus.

And his smile was even cleaner, I saw him look at Wang Chan and said with a smile: "If the donor can repel me, you can go upstairs." ”

"Can the master be from Shaolin?" Wang Chan looked at this white pure monk and suddenly asked.

The young monk shook his head and said with a smile: "Songshan Shaolin is a holy place of Buddhism, and the little monk admires it very much, but he has never had the opportunity to visit him. ”

Isn't it a Shaolin monk? Then this young monk is not from Qingzhou. Because although there is more than one temple in Shaolin in Qingzhou, the rest are not in the stream, and it is impossible to cultivate such a young spiritual realm powerhouse.

Although this young monk looked very honest and smiling, Wang Chan instinctively felt repulsed by him.

Wang Chan was too lazy to talk nonsense, his whole body was full of energy, and his right hand was clenched and he punched out directly.

This punch is the use of the "Mountain and Sea Boxing Sutra", and a punch is really powerful to move mountains and reclaim the sea. The fist wind blew the gray monk's robe on the young monk's body, and in the face of such a terrible punch, he still looked calm.

I saw him pick up the copper stick in his hand, and a round of Buddha light suddenly appeared behind him, and then the bronze long stick smashed forward.

Bell, a loud bang.

Wang Chan's right hand and arm trembled, and the punch that was bound to be won was actually stopped by the other party.

This young monk is indeed not from Qingzhou, he is from Liangzhou Wuxian Temple, his law name is conscious, and he is ranked thirty-seventh in the Tianji Pavilion list. The Mizun stick in the hand, is the holy weapon of the Buddha gate, the whole body is made of bronze, the stick is five sides, symbolizing the five generations of the Buddha, the stick is divided into many sections, each section is inlaid with jade beads, implying that the Buddha has been tribulated.

Consciously hit the hand, and showed no mercy, I saw him holding the stick with both hands and waving it forward.

A large stick shadow directly enveloped Wang Chan.

The sound of the Sanskrit sounded, and the white lotus flowers bloomed one after another, which seemed to be beautiful, but in fact, it was a hidden murderous machine, and the slightest carelessness would lead to a catastrophe. Sure enough, he is a master of the spiritual realm, and with the Mizun stick in his hand, the power of this move should not be underestimated, and there is no vanity under the fame.

Wang Chan's eyes flashed, his right hand slapped the sword box, and the snow drinking knife was in his hand, and the sword was angry!

"Get out!"

Wang Chan shouted sharply and slashed with his sword.

The domineering and incomparable cold air condensed the surrounding air into a huge snow knife, and slashed down fiercely, the knife was powerful enough to destroy the world, and those white lotuses immediately condensed into ice before they could touch it.

The snow knife easily opened a path, and after passing through the lotus group, the Sen Han knife qi did not stop, and directly slashed towards the conscious.

I felt that the temperature around me was suddenly cold, and at this moment I seemed to feel that the blood was pouring and coagulating, my limbs were stiff, it was difficult to move, and the muscles of my face were tense, and I couldn't even blink my eyes, what a terrifying knife!

Not only consciously, but the people in the entire hero building felt a compelling chill at this time.

"Who is this sharp and cold chill?" The uninformed people on the first and second floors couldn't help but ask themselves in horror and confusion.

The snow knife continued to enlarge in his conscious eyes, and just when he was living and dying, a Buddha statue with kind eyes suddenly appeared behind him, and the Buddha's light bloomed, allowing him to finally be freed from the ice. The long knife was approaching, and he hurriedly retreated to avoid it.

The lotus flower froze and shattered, the stick shadow returned to one, Wang Chan suddenly withdrew his knife, followed the vacancy of consciously retreating, and climbed to the top in one step!

The onlookers below the hero building were dumbfounded, the thirty-seven on the list couldn't even catch the other party's three moves, this is really incredible, where is this person sacred?

These days, I don't know how many masters have finally failed to pass through the self-realized trick of the White Lotus to descend into the world, who was the last person to reach the top? Everyone couldn't help but think at this time.

"Good knife technique. Someone upstairs suddenly spoke. "But I'd rather see your sword. ”

This is a young man with a white head, he doesn't look very good-looking, but he has a chic and uninhibited temperament, bold but elegant.

If there is one word to describe it, it is probably "madman". And his title also has a crazy word, he is "not a crazy song" Xie Tiange, ranking eleventh on the list.

Wang Chan looked up and saw that his table was full of wine jars, large and small, and a cyan long sword was lying quietly on the table with the wine jar.

"Do you want to drink?" Xie Tiange raised the small wine jar in his hand towards Wang Chan, and said with a smile.

"I have my own wine. Wang Chan smiled, took out a wine jug from behind him, raised his head and drank it all.

"Indeed, no matter how delicious other people's wine is, how can it be as good as your own. Xie Tiange smiled freely, no longer reluctant. (To be continued.) )