"He's strong, I didn't look away. ”

Xiang Yuge, who had not spoken, finally spoke.

With long eyebrows and a long eyebrow, the young man with a fairy wind and bones stood up and clenched his fists.

"Tomorrow is the Daowu selection of the medicine shop, why don't you come back......"

From beginning to end, Xiang Yuge never thought that Zhou Xiao would be buried in the Demon Prison Curse Valley, even if he had exceeded the trial date for ten days and had not heard from him for a full twenty days, Xiang Yuge still firmly believed that he would come back.

A picture appeared in his mind, the white-robed young man jumped down from the river valley and flew straight to the bottom of the unfathomable mysterious valley, so calm and confident.

"He's really strong, he's strong...... Really ......"

Xiang Yuge muttered.

In response to him, it was from the various grottoes and caves, that burst of low disdain, mocking laughter.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps sounded not far away.

The sound of the rain echoed in the ears of everyone up and down the waterfall pavilion.

Up and down the mountain, nearly a hundred disciples were quiet at the same time, and nearly a hundred pairs of eyes showed surprise at the same time, staring at the round door of the passage.

Footsteps are getting closer.

On the mountain lawn, the forty-nine disciples looked at each other silently, condensing their pulse qi, and with the martial seal in their hands, they were all ready!

The footsteps finally settled behind the doorway.

Forty-nine disciples were ready to go, just waiting for the Medicine King Valley master behind the door to appear!

However...... Boom!

The round door split from the inside out, bursting into countless pieces of wood chips, swirling and exploding!

The white-robed young man kicked the door and jumped into the waterfall pavilion.

Although the elite disciples were surprised that there was only one person on the other side, they quickly regained their composure.

They were able to enter the top 100 of the rankings, and they were already the best in the Heavenly Eagle Academy, much better than the group of backward disciples in the Central Compound, and they were also full of confidence in themselves.

On top of that, the white-robed boy made a fatal mistake...... He shouldn't have jumped that high!

Anyone who understands common sense knows that unless Xiu Wei is already able to fly, it is difficult to control his body when he falls from a height. Especially in the case of one-to-many, it is a big taboo of life and death.

The eighteen elite disciples in front had already judged their whereabouts in advance and aimed at the target.

"Shoot!"

The elite disciple led by him roared, and a move of the Dacheng-level martial art "Wind Breaking Mountains and Rivers" slammed into the air!

At the same time, the remaining seventeen elite disciples also performed their own martial arts, releasing their pulse qi dao energy with all their might, transforming the sword light and sword shadow, and the fists and legs were like thunder, bombarding the falling position in mid-air!

Seeing that the white-robed young man was about to be swallowed by eighteen martial arts, at this moment, something unexpected happened.

Wow!

Behind the young man, two snow-white wings suddenly opened!

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Cracking sound...... Rain hits the "wings".

The elite disciples finally saw that it was clearly ten strands of veins, stretching out from behind the young man's shoulder blades, five strands on each side, merging into wings!

Then, an even more terrifying thing happened in front of everyone's eyes!

Wow!

The wings of the pulse qi behind the young man suddenly fanned, like a flying bone crane, shaking away the raindrops, and also raising his body half a meter in the air, avoiding the thunderous crit of the eighteen disciples.

He flew!

Behind the rain curtain, there are incredible eyes.

Not only the elite disciples on the mountain lawn, but also the top fifty elite disciples in the cave cave were also a little confused.

It's not that they haven't thought about it this way.

In fact, the use of pulses to simulate crane wings for gliding was proposed a long time ago in a Taoist treatise.

But its difficulty is not inferior to refining spiritual thoughts in the Daoist realm. At least in the third-tier areas, I have never heard of anyone being able to do this.

The creator of that treatise finally gave up after countless experiments. But he still insisted that it was not impossible to simulate crane wing gliding with pulse qi, and even flying. It just needs a body with super control, able to resist the recoil of the pulse qi, and balance the pulse qi energy.

As we all know, the physical potential of human cultivators is limited, and it is difficult for the physical strength to catch up with the internal Dao energy, let alone maintain a balance between the physical strength and the pulse qi energy in the Dao realm. In the Dao Disciple Realm, it is impossible to have such control! Not to mention that the further you go, the greater the gap between your physical strength and Dao energy, and it will be even more impossible to do it.

Anyone who has read this Taoist treatise feels that it is a fool's dream, and it is ridiculous until now......

In the rain curtain, Zhou Xiao withdrew the pulse qi wings behind him, his body plummeted, and the pulse qi shifted to his palm.

Basic Moves - Palm Sword!

In the rain curtain, a ten-meter knife light appeared, and the knife light shattered the raindrops, condensed the water mist, and pressed down violently.

Boom!

The eighteen elite disciples were pressed to their stomachs with a palm and fell into the mud, and they looked up at the white-robed young man who fell from the sky, and for the first time they found themselves so weak.

Zhou Xiao fell to the ground, his ankle twisted violently, and his body ejected!

He didn't use the group attack martial technique anymore, the group attack martial art consumed too much Dao energy, and now he faced most of the elite disciples, and he already had the upper hand at the cultivation level.

Sou!

Zhou Xiao turned into an afterimage, shuttling through the crowd, pointing at the palm of the sword, one move and one style, all of which were the most unpretentious and unpretentious moves that saved pulse qi energy, and were extremely concise.

Bang!bang!bang......

Elite disciples keep flying out!

No one can block even a single move, and dozens of times the number of people can't play the slightest advantage in the face of absolute strength.

In less than ten seconds, the forty-nine elite disciples on the lawn of the Waterfall Pavilion were already lying in the mud, their eyes were confused, and they looked in front of them blankly.

In front of them was the terrifying boy who broke through the central compound and blew up the mountain.

Silent.

The waterfall pavilion is eerily quiet.

The top fifty elite disciples at the height of the mountain wall stiffened their bodies and did not move at all, and they were silent from beginning to end.

It's not that they didn't want to go down and help, but the point is that the other party wins too quickly.

It takes less than ten seconds!

From the time he flew out in an amazing way to the time he blew up the waterfall pavilion, it took less than ten seconds!

The top fifty elite disciples who occupied the mountain wall grottoes were certainly stronger, but except for Dongfang Shuo and the others, no one was strong enough to defeat the forty-nine well-prepared Waterfall Pavilion disciples in ten seconds, not to mention that they had already penetrated the central compound by one person before. Even Li Yang Mansion, who had just broken through the first order of Taoism, Lone Fox and Dongfang Shuo, were not completely sure.

The most terrifying thing is that the white-robed young man is really young, and he looks younger than Xiang Yuge, the youngest in the Waterfall Pavilion.

It is worthy of being known as a large-scale multinational dojo in the Medicine King Valley, there is such a genius, and just one person has picked out most of the elite schools!

Is this the gap between the Heavenly Eagle Academy and the top dojos in the Thirty Southeast Regions?

In the grottoes on the mountain wall, several elite disciples suddenly frowned, only to feel that the white-robed young man on the mountain floor was a little familiar.

Gradually, even Dongfang Shuo, Lone Fox, Li Yangfu and others felt weird, and faintly felt that they seemed to have seen him somewhere.