When Wu Yingyue heard this, she couldn't hide her anger, she shook her sleeves vigorously, fell to the ground, and scolded: "What are you talking about, who are you? Let's see you?"

The domineering of the heavenly drum can be called superb, the stronger the realm, the more majestic the drum "feeds", relying on brute force, not that you think you can do it. And after surpassing the Lingtai realm, it can't be sounded, in the past few days, the genius disciples of various sects, there are also those who refuse to admit defeat, but after they go on the field, they have all lost their arrogance.

This man's words sound not only arrogant but also ignorant.

"Wait a minute, this formation is a little tricky!"

The formation light curtain behind the giant drum rippled.

"What's wrong?"

In the field, Wu Yingyue was mustering up the courage to sound the fifth law, which can be described as the attention of everyone, and more than 2,000 people behind the glass curtain were all watching.

"Which disciple of the sect is so ignorant of the rules, why did he break in from the opposite direction of the formation?"

The Xuantian Sword Sect Sect Leader showed a trace of displeasure on his mean and unkind face, he naturally saw that someone had strayed in, and he had the intention to observe with Hun Yuan Void Intent, but it was not very convenient to be blocked by the formation.

Song Tianxing, the peak master of Xuantian Peak, who managed the order of the sect, bowed slightly, and said with a puzzled face: "Brother Huizhang, the sect has strict precepts, and no disciple will go over it like this, presumably ......

Looking back at a few disciples of the Discipline Hall, those few people flew away.

"No need to go!"

Closing his eyes for a moment, with a mysterious thought, the entire sect was perceiving the Taishang Great Elder Chu Zongwei, suddenly opened his eyes, his expression was a little weird, as if he was smiling or did he think it was funny?

The disciples of the Discipline Hall stopped and bowed.

It was the first time that the peak masters saw this kind of expression on the face of the ancestor with the highest rank in the sect, and they looked at each other for a while, Chu Siniang relied on the identity of her daughter, and complained, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Chu Zongwei didn't answer, just looked at Lingyun Sect Li Yu's father and ancestor and a group of other old guys not far away.

That Li Yu's father also looked at it, and said in a vicissitudes of voice: "Time is also fate! And what can he do?"

What do the ancestors mean?

The elders of the various sects and the outstanding disciples couldn't help but be even more curious, but they also saw that someone seemed to be intruding from the opposite direction of the light curtain formation.

"Hum—"

It's just that the formation that Twilight entered the scene and did not have a strong defensive ability suddenly tore a hole at this time, and a young man wearing a shabby robe, with a long posture and a handsome face, with a look of four vicissitudes, five points of perseverance and a curiosity, jumped into the field. （）

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At this moment, they are familiar people, but who does not know this person who did not die in the great war ten years ago?

"Who is he?"

The first rising star of Haotian Sect, Xie Wujiang, who entered the martial arts very quickly, was surprised to ask.

"One sword to kill the Heavenly Evil, the Ghost Green Sect and the Desolate Beast's Xin Zhuo!"

……

Xin Zhuo didn't know that there were people outside the light curtain, he hadn't been in the sect for a long time, and his understanding of the formation was also a little white, but he was attracted by this giant drum for the first time when he was close to Xuantiantai, so he stopped to watch Wu Yingyue beat the drum,

After that, I became very curious about the drum.

He found that the ejection power of this drum was somewhat similar to the flawless attack of the remnants left by the Emperor of the Kuling River Stream thousands of years ago, but the attack of the Kuling Mountain Stream was half a test and half a killing, and this drum did not hurt, but it only fed back the vicissitudes of life and the mysterious martial rhyme for the drummer to wash the muscles and cut the marrow, but this feedback power was too much, and the drummer was beneficial within the tolerable range, and beyond the tolerable range was harmful!

"How?"

Wu Yingyue looked Xin Zhuo up and down, this seems to be a good young man's life, I don't know who it is, it's not annoying, it's just that it's not right to blow nonsense, and her eyes are high, and she sneered: "Let it go to you, I'll wait for you...... The General's Order!"

"Look ahead!"

Planning and then moving, afraid of death, afraid of embarrassment, and never showing up in front of people, is Xin Zhuo's style of doing things, he dares to boast of Haikou, firstly, this woman is really too bad, and secondly, he is naturally sure.

"Wait!"

Wu Yingyue subconsciously glanced at the glass light curtain and said, "This is the junior disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect, right? What if you don't knock well and make a splash?"

Xin Zhuo also looked around suspiciously, and couldn't help but chuckle lightly, "It's not good, I'll give you a weak carriage!"

Ten years in the dark, I have already practiced a way of speaking without scruples.

Wu Yingyue's eyes widened, and her face slowly blushed: "?"

"Whew-"

Outside the glass light curtain, there was a commotion for a while, and many young disciples who only knew how to practice and were full of longing for the opposite sex couldn't help but blush.

Only the ancestors of each sect frowned slightly, and the sky drummed...... Can it be described as good or not?

At Xin Zhuo's feet, the person was already in mid-air, stretched out his hand and pointed at the giant drum, and the majestic power of Yin and Yang Taiji went straight to the drum surface.

This person returned ten years later, and he was already in the Lingtai Realm.

Ten years into the spiritual platform, this talent has surpassed the divine body and bloodline genius a lot, this miracle, that is, he Xin Zhuo!

Behind the glass light curtain, countless people who know each other can see it clearly.

「dong——」

Suddenly, there was a deafening sound from the drum surface, and the echo of "buzzing" reverberated in all directions.

The aftermath lingers for a long time.

Wu Yingyue, who was the closest, changed his face and immediately retreated, because the drum sound of the person in front of him was different from everyone else, heavy, low, and continuous, and he actually had the ability to hurt people.

Behind the glass light curtain, the faces of the disciples of each sect also changed, not only because the drum sound was extremely different, but also because the drum sound lasted too long.

「…… Five, six, seven, eighth, nine...... Eighteen ......"

Someone silently counted until eighteen breaths, and the drums stopped.

Eighteen breaths!

The one with the longest remnant of the drum before was Chen Changsheng, Seven Breaths!

Is there something wrong?

In the field, Xin Zhuo silently closed his eyes, feeling the power of the drum feeding, which was gradually changing his acquired impurities and waste meridians, as well as the accumulation of long-term martial arts cultivation, which was really wonderful.

In fact, his talent is not necessarily stronger than others, but the way he beats the drum is different, and he uses a flawless attack method that mimics those figures when they break out of the withered mountain stream.

When the eighteen-breath drum beat ended, he opened his eyes, clenched his fists, and the power of the Lingtai converged, blasting out three punches in a row.

"Winter! Winter! Winter!"

Three tones in a row,

The dull and vibrating sound of drums reverberated everywhere.