Beimen Yong approached Tong Ming, and his right hand swung down violently, and a three-foot wind blade immediately appeared, slashing straight at Tong Ming's neck...... Tong Ming was firmly bound by the whirlwind and couldn't move, he was helpless, and his eyes were closed.

A silver light quietly appeared on Tong Mingzhou's body, and as the wind blade slashed down the power of the energy agitated, suddenly, the silver light flashed, and the wind blade rebounded back, and then the wind blade collapsed.

Beimen Yong was stunned for a moment, extremely stunned.

Tong Ming breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes, and was ecstatic in his heart: "The extreme silver flash left by Demon Mo has not expired, ha, it's great." ”

Be quiet.

After Eleven Breaths......

"Impossible, I don't believe I can't kill you. ”

Beimen Yong roared wildly, his hands were raised high, and the true yuan of his whole body spurted violently, and he actually forcibly activated the strongest technique of the seven techniques in the mixed yuan that was up to the top of the Xuan level: Hurricane Slash, the top of the Xuan level, the high grade Even if he is a master of cultivating the foundation building period five times, it is quite reluctant to use it.

In an instant, he almost consumed as much as 90% of the true yuan in his body before he succeeded in turning into a hurricane slash, destroying the world and slashing towards Tong Ming.

Mighty hurricane, furious power.

It's like playing baseball, touching and instantly, Tong Ming was knocked out, flying, and hitting the surrounding fog barrier, and then rebounding back, Tong Ming fell heavily to the ground.

Under the strong power shock, the whirlwind binding could not maintain a shaking, and collapsed on its own.

Beimen Yong's figure flashed and chased after him, picked up Tong Ming who fell to the ground, looked up and down, and saw that the shining silver light seemed to wrap Tong Ming around a circle of light, and Tong Ming's body was unscathed...... Beimen Yong is about to go crazy.

"How is it possible, how is it possible, how is it possible?"

Beimen Yong grabbed Tong Ming, shouted in his throat, he was extremely puzzled and extremely confused, so, the two of them were at zero distance.

Tong Ming didn't say a word, and his left hand was already holding his last talisman: a bamboo dart talisman, blessed with vitality, and activated the talisman...... Suddenly, there was a violent upsurge, and suddenly his left hand was pressed on Beimen Yong's chest, the distance was too close, Beimen Yong was caught off guard, and at the same time, the sharp bamboo dart turned into a condensed shape, directly pierced into Beimen Yong's chest, and stabbed directly into the heart.

"Ah......h

Beimen Yong screamed miserably, hurriedly ran the little remaining true yuan in his body, and protected the heart of his chest, Tong Ming waved his right hand to knock off the arm that grabbed his Beimen Yong, and with a finger of his left hand, the speed was extremely fast, and three wind thorns were born in a row, followed by the wound shot by the sharp bamboo dart, and continued to stab.

Blood splattered, and he fell to the ground with a bang, Beimen Yong actually pointed his backhand in despair, and thought about turning into the same wind thorn, this grade is far higher than Tong Ming's technique, so, the Jedi counterattacked.

It really stabbed Tong Ming......

The distance between the two of them was too close, and any attack from any one of them, the attacked opponent had almost no space and time to dodge, but Tong Ming was very simple, and the silver light that wrapped around his body flashed slightly, and it bounced back to Beimen Yong's Jedi counterattack.

"Damn. ”

Beimen Yong was completely desperate, and his true yuan was almost exhausted, and the only remaining ones were barely condensed in his heart.

Without a moment's delay, the killing must be complete.

Tong Ming moved forward half a step, adjusted the angle slightly, waved his hand, the wind blade, obliquely down, and went straight to Beimen Yong's neck...... "Don't, don't kill me." Beimen Yong shouted for mercy.

The ruler is long, condensed like an entity, and the blade of the wind is just right to stop in front of Beimen Yong's neck a little, a little.

"Give me a reason not to kill you. Tong Ming said coldly.

"I, I, I ......" Beimen Yong, who is more than vicious and lacks spiritual intelligence, "I" has been silent several times and "I" has nothing to say, so Tong Ming inspired him: "Seven techniques in the mixed yuan." ”

"Okay, okay, no problem. ”

Tong Ming immediately took out a noteworthy jade slip and handed it over, Beimen Yong caught it and hurriedly injected the blessing of the recipe into the jade slip, the seven techniques in the mixed yuan, after all, there are only seven techniques, and there are not many spells, and it was completed in a moment, Tong Ming retrieved the jade slip and probed in, checked it, and made sure there was no problem.

He secretly rejoiced.

In this way, it is the effect he wants, to obtain the Mixed Yuan Middle Seven Technique, which is five times stronger than his own technique, which is much more valuable than killing Beimen Yong, who is seriously injured by the exhaustion of the True Yuan.

Tong Ming knew that Beimen Yong was actually finished, but this one, lacking in intelligence, didn't know it yet.

Beimen Yong was still worried: "Tong Ming, you have to talk and count, I gave you what you wanted, you can't ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Tong Ming turned around and left.

At this time, the power of the fog barrier was exhausted and had begun to dissipate, and the two disciples of the Fu Alliance's director who were supervising the battle on the spot immediately rushed over, and they wanted to know the results of the battle...... Tong Ming was safe and sound, Beimen Yong was lying on the ground bleeding, and more importantly, Beimen Yong's face.

He used his phantom shirt to forcibly ingest Wu Xingyuan's face and body form, and pretended to be it, so that when he faced Tong Ming, he transformed into his own face, so at this moment, Beimen Yong, who was seriously injured in his heart, weak in his whole body, and was about to run out of true yuan, and blood gushing out, suddenly remembered his face, and he realized: "Oops, you must not let the disciples of the council department see your face." ”

"You must not let them know that I am pretending to be Wu Xingyuan, once this kind of thing is revealed, everyone will know, the Ghost Fu Sect actually broke the rules of the Fu Cultivation Competition, even sent people to infiltrate the competition in an attempt to kill the contestants, and even killed Wu Xingyuan, a disciple of his own sect, for this reason...... The worst thing is that in the end, I Beimen Yong, a dignified master of the five-fold foundation building period, was actually defeated by Tong Ming, who was restricted from cultivating to only the fivefold of the condensation period. ”

"Shame, shame. ”

In an instant, Beimen Yong, who was lacking in intelligence, finally understood: the reason why Tong Ming didn't kill him was to let him expose his big scandal by himself.

"No, fuck you. ”

Beimen Yong howled, puffed up the last remaining bit of true yuan, and exploded with a bang...... He blew himself up and died.

The two disciples who were dumbfounded hurriedly stopped Tong Ming and asked, and Tong Ming told him the truth, of course, about the matter of the extreme silver flash and the matter about the magic given to him by Beimen Yong, omitted to talk about it, so it was enough to make the two disciples feel appalling.

Then, they will report to the elders of the Fu Alliance's Council Division, and Tong Ming will not have to care about how the Fu Alliance's Council Division will deal with this matter.

He only cares about one thing now, hurry, hurry, get out of here, find another hidden place, be quiet, and read the jade slip carefully.

The Seven Techniques of Mixed Yuan, the Middle Seven Techniques of Beimen Yong, are five times more powerful...... Tong Ming really wanted to master the cultivation as soon as possible, so that he could greatly improve his magic power.

For the next half a day, a night, a whole day and a night, Tong Ming has been studying, thinking, and trying to cultivate, but the result is not good, after all, it is a higher-level technique, and there are many mysterious and profound things in its formula, Tong Ming does not understand it very well, and he cannot practice.

"Alas. ”

Tong Ming felt quite tired, but he suddenly remembered: "It's been a day, and today is the day of the third round of fighting." Damn, it's not good, I've been studying spells, and I've completely forgotten to collect spirit grass and spirit flowers to make talismans, bad, bad, bad, no talismans, how to fight. ”

However, there is no time, if you don't rush to the battle site now, after the hour, it will directly sentence Tong Ming out.

Helpless, Tong Ming hurriedly followed the address of the peak shown on the nameplate...... Go ahead.