Feng Baobao came over.

Xiao Huo next to him had seen Zhang Chulan's competition.

found that Zhang Chulan was indeed very interesting.

I was indignant.

Gritted his teeth: "Zhang Chulan, you are obviously so strong, why do you ......"

Zhang Chulan smiled.

Xiao Huo clenched his fists in humiliation.

For him, Zhang Chulan is undoubtedly a strong man.

But it's completely different from the strong man he imagined.

Is it really that people are invincible when they are cheap?

Feng Xingtong smiled: "Sister, it seems that your competition is also very easy." ”

Feng Shayan hummed casually, but her eyes kept paying attention to the field.

Jia Zhengliang has arrived, and Zhang Tianyu has not yet come.

"Wang Daochang, your Tai Chi Cloud Hand is really an eye-opener for me!"

Zhuge Qing and Zhuge Bai were also in the crowd.

Seeing Wang Ye, he walked over.

Wang also said: "Lifted, Brother Zhuge opened in the afternoon, why don't you have a good rest, and also come to see the competition of Tianyu Zhenren?" ”

Zhuge Qing sighed: "If there is no accident, I will face this one in the next game, but ......"

And the king knew what he meant.

was shortlisted for the king of the race and tried his best, and he didn't even touch the corner of Zhang Tianyu's clothes.

The pressure on other contestants is not something that can be explained in a few words.

"It's coming! Tianyu real person is here! ”

Zhang Tianyu entered the venue unhurriedly.

Jia Zhengliang, who had been waiting for a long time, looked very cold.

Before the referee could call it off.

Two Immortal Slashing Flying Knives flew out.

Different from the slender blue and black dragon cone, the color of the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife is blue and white, about five inches.

Flying up and down around Jia Zhengliang, with his mind like an arm.

From time to time, the air was torn, and the screaming sound was very harsh.

The referee of Longhu Mountain shouted a sentence to start.

Jia Zhengliang did not rush to attack.

"What does he want to do?"

When everyone was guessing, two immortal slashing knives flew to Jia Zhengliang's feet.

He stepped on it, his body levitating.

Zhang Tianyu, who was learning from the finalists, sat down cross-legged.

The Immortal Slashing Flying Knife lifted him up about a meter above the ground.

Jia Zhengliang in the field had fluttering red hair, fierce sleeves, and his body was floating in the air.

I have to say that the appearance is ten points, and you can score nine.

It's no wonder that the ancient people saw the Imperial Alien and thought they had encountered a sword immortal.

Zhang Chulan grinned: "This is to overwhelm Brother Tian in terms of momentum!" ”

Zhuge Qing smiled and shook his head: "Is this considered Dong Shi Xiaoxi?" ”

Wang also said calmly: "Although the traces of imitation are relatively heavy, his imperial kung fu is indeed perfect. ”

And Zhang Tianyu laughed: "Yes, very energetic, I don't sit, but I don't give you face." ”

"Put the eighth master on the bench!" The referee of Longhu Mountain will understand.

There are Longhumen people who moved a Taishi chair.

Zhang Tianyu sat up comfortably, crossing Erlang's legs.

The people in the stands looked at each other, not knowing what kind of medicine Zhang Tianyu was selling in the gourd.

Jia Zhengliang can sit down in mid-air, that is the Immortal Flying Knife, his own kung fu.

Zhang Tianyu moved a Taishi chair, is there such a competition?

Zhang Tianyu grinned: "You don't know, in fact, I also have a lot of experience with imperial objects, this Taishi chair is my achievements in the past 20 years." ”

The stands suddenly exploded.

The two Longhumen people who moved stools doubted life?

It's really fake, what we moved is obviously an ordinary stool!

Zhang Chulan became nervous: "Brother Tian is fooling people again, this is a good opportunity to learn!" ”

Feng Baobao pouted: "You can't learn." ”

Zhang Chulan shouted: "Where there is a will, there is a way!" ”

Zhang Tianyu in the venue seemed to smile: "Jia Zhengliang, your immortal slashing flying knife has twelve handles, how many catties do you add up?" ”

Jia Zhengliang said coldly: "The Immortal Cutting Flying Knife, made of cold iron in Youtan, has a net weight of 835 grams. ”

Zhang Tianyu said with a smile: "It's less than ten catties, it's not good, my Taishi chair is made of wood, and a handful is less than a few dozen catties." ”

Zhang Tianyu propped his chin: "Everyone is a royal alien, the Taishi chair occupies too much advantage in weight, I put my words here, if you can break my Taishi chair today, even if I lose." ”

His words caused an uproar in the stands.

Zhang Chulan was dumbfounded: "Brother Tian is playing so big? ”

Feng Xingtong frowned: "That's the Immortal Flying Knife, made of cold iron, how to resist the Taishi chair made of wood?" ”

Zhuge Qing was confused: "Wang Daochang, do you see that Taishi chair is really a royal thing?" ”

Wang also shook his head: "How is it possible?" It's just an ordinary chair. ”

Zhuge Qing was even more incomprehensible: "Could it be that Tianyu Zhenren is bent on defeating?" ”

The Immortal Flying Knife has a special material and has been fed by Jia Zhengliang for many years.

Not to mention an ordinary Taishi chair, even if Zhang Tianyu is really a royal alien, he can't bear the cold blade of the Taishi chair!

Jia Zhengliang in the venue, the three corpse gods jumped violently!

"You will pay for your hubris!" After speaking, he couldn't maintain the posture of floating in the air.

Both feet hit the ground, and all twelve immortal slashing flying knives appeared.

Around him fluttered like butterflies.

Three of the flying knives slashed at Zhang Tianyu, who was sitting comfortably, with lightning speed.

This was his tentative attack.

The eyes of everyone in the stands were also staring at the trajectory of the flying knife.

The immortal slashing flying knife commanded by the arm quickly slashed Zhang Tianyu's shoulder.

There was a clang, and the knife bounced back.

It's still the subtle golden light that blends into the sun.

Jia Zhengliang gasped.

He is very delicate about his royal objects.

Sensing the three flying knives that hit Zhang Tianyu, the blades trembled uncontrollably!

And Zhang Tianyu still looked at Erlang's legs.

Elbows propped up the back of the chair, fists clenched on the chin.

A smile on his face.

It's not like a competition, it's like stepping into spring.

Jia Zhengliang lifted a mouthful of internal qi.

Protect yourself with six throwing knives.

Three more stalks flew out, and the three stalks just now formed an offensive: "Sword Net!" ”

The screaming sound of the flying knife breaking through the air was like a mouthful.

The six flying knives were like fishing nets, and gold lines burst out of Zhang Tianyu's body.

The golden thread is fleeting, like a drunken painter waving a brush.

After a few moments, the six throwing knives departed.

Jia Zhengliang gasped, the consumption of the sword net on Qi was not low, and he couldn't last too long.

And in a short moment, the tips of the six flying knives turned red.

The air above twisted slightly, emitting a scorching heat.

Zhang Tianyu yawned: "That's it?" ”

Jia Zhengliang's face was red, and he recalled the six flying knives and waited for them to cool down.

Time passed quietly.

In the huge stadium, there are a lot of strangers in the stands.

All held their breath.

Maybe only Zhang Tianyu's yawn will cause a little noise.

Jia Zhengliang breathed for a while and said in a deep voice.

"This is my last move, wrap a special layer of Qi on all the flying knives like pulp, and the friction of these twelve Immortal Slashing Flying Knives is infinitely close to zero!"

He no longer retains the throwing knife amulet.

Twelve Immortal Slashing Flying Knives were suspended in the air in front of him.

Wrapped in blue Qi.

Zhang Tianyu rubbed the armrest of the shiny chair: "Coincidentally, my Taishi chair also has pulp." ”