"How is it possible, Tong Ming actually killed the five of them alone!"

Immediately, Wu Ping shut up, he felt that he was too reckless, although his status as the head of the Ghost Fu Sect was not low, but here, in this tent, he was the lowest.

The three senior elders of the Ghost Fu Sect, including the North Gate Guan, the South Youxuan, the North Gate Jue, the North Gate Yong, and the three senior elders of the Ghost Fu Sect, were all stunned and silent.

The Ghost Rune Sect has a round table-sized "Shadow Jade King Wall", which can connect the traces of the disciples in the Fu Cultivation Contest and turn them into Trace Eyes, and then all the scenes seen by the Trace Eyes can be displayed on the Shadow Jade King Bi.

In this way, the people of the North Gate Crown gathered together, originally relaxed and happy, as if everyone was watching a play together, they wanted to see the good show of the five people joining forces to torture and kill Tong Ming, and as a result, it turned out to be like this.

The atmosphere in the tent was very oppressive and solemn.

At the foot of the Shattered Crystal Mountain, a lot of tents have been set up, and there are few people from the smaller sects, one for each family, and many people from the larger sects, and several for each family, so that the tents that come to watch the Fu Cultivation Contest are everywhere beside the mountain roads, between the ravines, in the jungle, and in the flat places.

The tents of the Ghost Fu Sect are the most, the largest, and the most magnificent, the north gate crown of the sect master lives alone, the deputy sect master Nan Youxuan lives alone, and the eldest son of the sect master lives alone in the north gate...... More than a dozen tents formed a group of tents, surrounded by prohibitions, located on the top of a small hill, on top of the tents of the rest of the sects, looking superior and arrogant.

After the start of the Fu Cultivation Competition, all the people of the Ghost Fu Sect were very relaxed, they often stayed in their tents, paying attention to the Shape Talisman through the Trace Mirror, and felt that the progress was quite smooth, if nothing else, this time the North Gate Liushui, Song Juan and other 5 people, all of them could successfully pass the first competition.

The unexpected came suddenly.

Yesterday, Tong Ming killed Song Juan, which made everyone in the Ghost Fu Sect unbelievable.

Today, Tong Ming fought back again, one person was against five people, all of them were three in the foundation building period, Tong Ming was also three in the foundation building period, the same cultivation, one against five, under normal circumstances, Tong Ming could not resist, but he just got the ghost claws, ghost heads, and ghost eyes, powerful and weird.

A scuffle.

Those five people are all Fu cultivators of other small and medium-sized sects in Colorful City, and within the Middle-earth Fu Alliance, these small and medium-sized sects belong to the camp of the Ghost Fu Sect, so the North Gate Flowing Water can instruct them to do things for themselves.

He thinks it's enough.

The powerful Song Juan, the fourfold cultivator of the foundation building period, was accidentally killed by Tong Ming, so the five foundation building period triple besieged ...... Beimen Liushui believes that Tong Ming has absolutely no chance of survival.

Unexpectedly, Tong Ming worked hard overnight to refine the ghost claws, ghost heads, and ghost eyes, causing his combat power to rise sharply.

In the melee, Tong Ming's ghost claws and ghost heads each killed one person one after another, and then these two Yin Corpse magic weapons were all destroyed by the young man wearing a colorful robe. However, the next thing the Onimu attacked was the strongest, killing two more people in one fell swoop, and seriously injuring the young man in the colored robe. Then, Tong Ming directly launched the Xuan-level spell Hurricane Slash and killed that person.

In this way, in less than a stick of incense, Tong Ming killed five people by himself, which greatly shocked the high-level people of the Ghost Fu Sect.

It's not just such results that are shocking.

Tong Ming actually cultivated the Xuan-level technique, and there are more than 100 large and small sects in the entire Colorful City, and I am afraid that there are no more than 10 of them who can have the Xuanji technique, and Tong Ming actually has it, which is shocking.

Tong Ming can actually refine and manipulate ghost claws, ghost heads, and ghost eyes, these yin corpse things must rely on ghost spirit runes to drive them, and obviously Tong Ming does not have ghost spirit runes, he obviously uses another method of refining corpses, erasing the original traces of ghost claws, ghost heads, and ghost eyes, and taking ghost claws and so on for his own use.

It is shocking that Tong Ming still has such a method.

Even more troubling are the ...... The crown of the north gate and the Xuan of the south all faintly felt that Tong Ming's methods were more than these, and it seemed that there were more powerful and unpredictable ones, which had not yet been used.

Beimen Guan immediately sent an order to Wu Ping and asked him to inform Beimen Liushui: "Tong Ming is strong, you can't be the enemy, avoid it, wait until the third game starts, and then wait for the opportunity to move." ”

Broken Crystal Mountains, main peak, halfway up the mountainside.

A pine forest, early morning mist, hazy like a fairyland.

At the top of the tallest and tallest tree in the pine forest, a young cultivator in white clothes with a fluttering face sat cross-legged, breathing in pranayama.

Suddenly, a flurry of mosquitoes buzzed towards the young man...... Raising his hand without hesitation, his thumb and index finger closed slightly, and a stream of true yuan turned out, wrapped, and wrapped the mosquito inside.

Then, instead of throwing the mosquito away at once, the young man continued to stick it close to his ear, and strangely, the mosquito actually made the sound of the north gate.

"Tong Ming is strong, he can't be beaten, he avoids it, and waits until the third game starts, and then waits for the opportunity to move. ”

Silent for a moment.

Anger and contempt appeared on the face of the young man who seemed to be dashing and dusty, he crushed his thumb and index finger fiercely, and Zhenyuan Entanglement immediately killed the mosquitoes wrapped in it, and then he said to himself: "I don't believe how strong he is, I don't believe that my father passed on all the secret treasures of the sect to me, and I can't kill Tong Ming, hehe, joke, Tong Ming, you'd better not touch me." ”

This person is the North Gate Flowing Water.

Colorful city, cool mountain.

Neat and simple house, in the courtyard, Feng Wuye was very comfortable and half-lying in the rattan chair, and on the stone table opposite him was placed a rectangle that was three times the size of an ordinary bronze mirror, and it turned out to be a piece of developing jade kingbi, so he also saw how Tong Ming killed five people.

"Good kill. ”

Feng Wuye took a sip of spiritual tea and praised in a low voice.

However, this is not the case with Jane Eyre.

It seems to be passing by, but after taking the first look, he hasn't left, and he has been seeing Tong Ming get rid of all five people, and Feng Wuye praises the good ...... At this time, Jane Eyre glanced lightly at Feng Wuye, who was a few feet away, and she turned around and left.

"It seems that you have some opinions, you can say something. ”

Feng Wuye put the teacup on the stone bench next to him, and said slowly, of course, he was saying it to Jane Eyre.

Dressed in plain robes, the body is well-proportioned, the big one is very large, the small one is very small, everything is just right and looks fresh and sweet like honey ^ peach, but there is another faint taste of resentment.

Jian Ai sneered slightly: "I don't know what kind of talisman cultivation competition this is, these participating disciples don't work hard to complete the competition, they actually have the time and energy to fight to the death...... This is not normal. ”

"It's something like that in every tournament. Feng Wuye replied indifferently, and he lazily closed his eyes.

"It's not fair. ”

When Jane Eyre had finished saying this, she walked out of the courtyard and went to her quarters.

"Huh?"

Feng Wuye was surprised.

Instead, he sat up straight, turned his head to look at Jane Eyre's back, who was gone, and muttered, "It's not fair...... This bitch is actually shouting unfairness for Tong Ming's stinky boy, fuck, is she taking a fancy to Tong Ming. ”