Half an hour later.

At the top of Huashan, Shangguan Jinhong looked at the audience with the dragon and phoenix ring in his hand, and said with a steady expression: "Who else?"

At this time, there were already three people lying under his feet, each of them was a master, each of them was a martial arts celebrity, some were still alive, and some were dead.

Although everyone in the audience was dissatisfied, those were the only ones who had the confidence to fight against Shangguan Jinhong.

And the vast majority of those people don't want to make a move so early.

After all, this time Huashan's sword debate has just begun, and there is no need to pick an extremely difficult opponent so quickly and vent his old bottom.

As a result, the atmosphere at the scene was so deadlocked for the time being, and I couldn't beat it if I wanted to, and I didn't want to fight it.

Only a smile tugged at the corner of the mouth of a certain reincarnation.

'It's time for me to show my skills!'

After this battle, I will definitely succeed in advancing to the Great Grandmaster!'

So he stood up.

I want to laugh twice, and then calmly take the stage and start my own myth of powerful martial arts.

It's just that the next moment, he stood up and didn't have time to laugh.

He suddenly felt as if there was something moving in the distant sky.

So I subconsciously turned my head to look over.

Through the obstruction of the white clouds around him, the reincarnation Hua Kong saw an object surrounded by golden light, and thought to himself, "What the hell is that?"

The other grandmaster-level martial artists present were a little weaker than him, and although they also sensed the movement quickly, they were one or two beats slower after all.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, an object more than forty meters high smashed into the ring at more than ten times the speed of sound.

Shangguan Jinhong, who was standing on the stage, was shocked and angry in his heart.

When he mentioned all his strength, he wanted to dodge somewhere else, but the speed of the other party was too fast and violent, even faster and more sudden than a violent storm, far exceeding the limit of what he could handle.

Forced.

He could only desperately wave the dragon and phoenix ring in his hand, trying to forcibly cut a hole in the ground above his head, so that he could avoid a catastrophe.

This blow is born to death, and his heart, spirit, skills, and strength have reached the pinnacle of life.

Under the strong pressure of the crisis of life and death, the ultimate instinct to survive can be called the talent of a generation of Tianjiao, and the hard training that has never been relaxed for decades is like three powers that have reached the limit, so that the two veins of Ren Du that have already penetrated in Shangguan Jinhong's body have brewed unprecedented new power in an instant.

This is a symbol of breaking through the [Great Master]!

After only a few days of recuperation, his realm will be completely solidified.

Shangguan Jinhong immediately laughed, even if the thing above his head was a small mountain, he now had the confidence to forcibly split it!

"Bang!"

The ring forged by thousands of years of cold iron was directly crushed.

A stream of blood splashed out from the feet of [Shi Tian], and sprinkled Jing Wusheng's face, who was already stunned.

'What the hell is this......'

Hua Kong, who was also suppressed, swallowed his saliva slightly after seeing clearly what the object that suddenly fell down was, and immediately sat down again.

Pretend you just didn't do anything.

"Huashan on the sword, you come over the whole mecha, it's a bit too much......

As for the other martial arts people, looking at the [Time Sky] surrounded by golden light, they suddenly felt that they had been hit by dimensionality reduction, and with their knowledge, their brains couldn't handle this kind of thing in front of them at all.

"This, this, this ......"

Powerful, that's the first sense, and sacred, that's the second sense.

There were many people who knelt down tremblingly.

He bowed his head to [Shi Tian], and shouted loudly with a crazy expression: "Great God! Great Immortal! This must be a Immortal!"

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

Olga's voice came from the Sky of Time:

"I'm here to participate in the Huashan Sword Debate! What are you kneeling on!"

Hearing this, the host of Shaolin Temple raised his head, looked at the metal ankle of [Shi Tian], and showed an embarrassed but polite smile:

"Great God, you are laughing~

We are ordinary people, where do we dare to compete with you on the same stage.

We have felt the power of you, we have felt ......"

After speaking, the host couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

People are self-aware.

He felt it was an unneeded contest.

After all, everyone is thinking very openly.

So, the Shaolin host shouted loudly to the people around him:

"Today, the gods descended from the sky, and it is a blessing for us to be able to witness it with our own eyes, and we can't ask for more, so I propose to dedicate the fame of the only champion of this Huashan Sword to this great god, what do you think?"

"Yes, yes!"

The head of the jolly king is as fast as pounding garlic.

"The host is right!"

Let me do it and shout.

"I agree!"

Zuo Lengchan secretly hated that a few people spoke faster than himself.

For a while, the heroes rose together, and began to lick the dog more than anyone else.

Among them, Ding Chunqiu is the most outstanding, because many of his disciples and grandchildren are all elite licking dogs, under the influence of ears and eyes, his vocabulary is far from being comparable to other licking dogs, and his combat effectiveness alone is comparable to ten happy kings, thirteen Zuo Lengchan, and eighteen ......

Looking at these scenes, Hua Qi had a liver ache, and his main task was to enter the top five and obtain the title of five uniques.

Now that the game has not even been played, the game was ended by someone else driving a mecha.

You know, if you fail this mission, you will be fined twice.

How can he watch it?

Thinking of this, he slapped the seat under him hard and turned the seat around.

Look no further!

Silent recitation in my heart: 'Licking the dog is not allowed to house!'

As for standing up against it, it is impossible to stand out.

Shangguan Jinhong was trampled to pieces with one foot, and he could make dumplings when he shoveled it, where could Huakong withstand this.

And the layers of polygonal golden light on the other party's body, he faintly saw a little sign.

I'm a little afraid that the other party will come up with a crosslight cannon.

He is a small role at the military level, where does he dare to provoke a normal opponent who starts at the city level and washes the surface.

'Damn, I'll bear with you for once......'

He clenched his fists unwillingly, tears of humiliation oozing from his eyes.

The old bottom has been lost.

Looking at the licking dogs around him who begged him to take them as his little brother, Orga who hadn't taken out the ship slashing knife and electromagnetic blast gun yet, also felt a little boring.

He's just trying to pretend to be forced.

The group of licking dogs didn't give him a chance at all.

'Alas...... The pain of loneliness of the master......'

With this thought, [Shi Tian] pointed casually, and a red light instantly hit several licking dogs who licked the craziest.

Then, in a roar, [Time Sky] broke through the sky.

There was only a puddle of minced meat, two footprints, and a few barking licking dogs.

A few seconds later, under everyone's gaze.

The few who were illuminated by the rays, like molting, began to rejuvenate, and each of them was about twenty years younger.

Suddenly, the other people present were as sour as if they had eaten dozens of lemons.

'Damn flatterers!'

"Damn, I hate less when the book is used, I hate that I didn't read seriously back then......

Soon after, this incident and what happened in Xiangyang City spread all over the world.

The rejuvenated guys, because they were all brainwashed, began to take the initiative to write a collection of stories for Orga.

All kinds of ghosts don't know what the origin of the event is, and they are forcibly pressed on Orga's head.

In less than three or five years, it had become quite a large religion.

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