Chapter 291: Immortal Cultivation Conference (23)
The people in the audience all sweated for Fang Tianqi, because it was easy to beat people, and it was easy to be beaten to death, and the people under the ring obviously saw that Fang Tianqi's strength was not as big as that Cheng Tang, and this time Fang Tianqi was going to be a little dangerous.
Cheng Tang learned from Fang Tianqi to beat himself, turned around twice in place, and smashed at Fang Tianqi, Fang Tianqi didn't care about any danger at this time, no matter what, he couldn't embarrass his brother Mr. Jiujian, he would rather die in battle than cowardice, this has always been his belief, his brother is this kind of person, and he has always regarded his brother as the goal of forging ahead.
Fang Tianqi saw that the big stick was coming again, and it didn't matter so much, he raised the fire and burned the sky, and it was still slamming, but this time, everyone saw that Fang Tianqi's whole person was smashed and flew out, almost flying more than ten meters away.
Fang Tianqi only felt that his chest was stuffy and hot for a while, and there was a sweet feeling in his mouth, he hurriedly stabilized his mind, his eyes were already a little blurry, and he felt that his head was getting more and more dizzy.
Cheng Tang saw that Fang Tianqi took his second stick, although he flew more than ten meters away, he was still very surprised, his eyes shrunk, and he smiled again: "Haha, good Fang Tianqi, I admire you very much, do you dare to take my third stick?"
Fang Tianqi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled and stood up again: "My Tianqi can only die in battle, and he will not be afraid of death, come on, you can let the horse come over as much as you want." ”
Cheng Tang nodded, and couldn't help but admire him even more, and he became serious again: "Okay, since you have to do this, then I'm not welcome, take my third stick." With that, Cheng Tang's third stick smashed towards Fang Tianqi.
Fang Tianqi didn't think about anything at this time, he gathered enough strength, raised fire and burned the sky, after a bang, Fang Tianqi flew upside down, spurting blood all over his mouth, and fell into the ring and passed out, without any consciousness.
Cheng Tang looked at Fang Tianqi and slowly put down the big stick in his hand: "Okay, I hope you and I will have a chance to learn in the future, I guess you won't die yet, seeing that you are so strong, it will be fine if you are raised for a while." ”
The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, seeing that Fang Tianqi did not get up again in the ring, they hurriedly ran up to the stage and carried Fang Tianqi on the stretcher, Mr. Nine Swords also came to the stage at this time, looking at his younger brother, who was so seriously injured, his heart was like a knife, he stared at Cheng Tang fiercely, his eyes became cold.
After everyone in the ring went down, Mr. Jiujian stood in the ring and didn't leave, looked at Cheng Tang coldly, and snorted in his mouth: "Your name is Cheng Tang? ”
When the people in the audience heard this, there was a big mess for a while, and everyone was talking about it, Mr. Nine Swords is in the ring, and he wants to avenge his younger brother, everyone look at it, that is Mr. Nine Swords, one of the top ten ruthless people, and there is a good show to watch now.
There are many people in the Seven Sects who have only heard of Mr. Nine Swords' name, but very few people can really have an intersection with Mr. Nine Swords, and now that they have finally met the real person, some people are very excited, shouting and cheering in the audience. Good Chinese
Cheng Tang saw Mr. Nine Swords' unkind eyes, and felt a little uneasy in his heart, Cheng Tang deeply knew that Mr. Nine Swords was famous, it was not a false name, Mr. Nine Swords was one of the few young talents in the Seven Sects, the face of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and the idol of many people.
Cheng Tang hugged his fists, thinking that he knew that he was invincible, and he couldn't lose face, this was not his own personal matter, but also related to the face of his sect: "Mr. Nine Swords, I have admired the name for a long time, I know that I am not your opponent, but there is a good saying, seeing that the master cannot miss it, I hope that Mr. Nine Swords will give advice." ”
Mr. Jiujian paced back and forth in the ring, looked Cheng Tang up and down, and saw that he was fearless, so he smiled: "Cheng Tang, you are still a man, you don't dare to teach him, let's learn together." ”
Cheng Tang nodded after hearing this, and then hugged his fist at Mr. Nine Swords: "Mr. Nine Swords, then I will be offended." After speaking, Cheng Tang held a big stick in both hands, and his spiritual power was used to his shoulders to his hands, and then he saw that Cheng Tang's hands were all bigger, and Cheng Tang knew that Mr. Nine Swords could not be careless, so as soon as he got started, he used the stick method he had learned for many years, and he was a stick towards Mr. Nine Swords' head.
Mr. Nine Swords saw that the big stick was coming straight to him, he was not in a hurry, he held the sword in his right hand, and his spiritual power was instilled on the single sword, facing the big stick, only to hear the sound, Cheng Tang's big stick was raised on tiptoe more than two feet high, and Cheng Tang's whole person was shocked and retreated several steps.
Mr. Jiujian stood in place and did not move, and a clear-eyed person could see at a glance that the gap between the two was not a little bit, and it was not a level at all.
At this time, there was cheering in the ring, although everyone knew that Mr. Nine Swords would definitely win when he came to the stage, but they were all surprised, such a heavy stick smashed on a single sword, but Mr. Nine Swords didn't feel anything, but Cheng Tang was shocked back.
Cheng Tang originally thought that Mr. Nine Swords would dodge his big stick, but he never expected that this Mr. Nine Swords would dare to catch his big stick directly, and he was unharmed, and he was very shocked in his heart.
Mr. Jiujian looked at Cheng Tang and a smile appeared on his face: "A little strength, but it's still not enough, you still need to work hard." After speaking, Mr. Nine Swords' single sword stabbed towards Cheng Tang, and it also went straight to Cheng Tang's head is a sword.
Cheng Tang didn't dare to be careless when he saw Mr. Nine Swords attacking him, and he used the big stick in his hand to push Mr. Nine Swords' sword upward, he thought he could push it away, but what he never expected was that Mr. Nine Swords' sword was firmly attached to his big stick, and there was no trace of power.
Just when Cheng Tang was confused, he only felt that there was a strong force coming over his big stick, and he was looking up at Mr. Nine Swords, and saw that he was pressing down with a sword with one hand behind his back, and Cheng Tang suddenly felt that his legs were numb, his hands trembled, including the bones in his body were crackling, and his legs bent down involuntarily.
Cheng Tang gritted his teeth and insisted, at this moment, Mr. Jiujian's right hand was slightly forced, Cheng Tang's legs couldn't hold on anymore, bang, knelt on one knee, his two hands kept shaking, the sweat on his head had soaked through his shirt, and there was a look of pain and despair on his face.
Just when Cheng Tang was about to admit defeat, Mr. Nine Swords raised his right hand, Cheng Tang was amnesty, sat on the ground with his buttocks, his whole body was still shaking, he barely got up again, and hugged his fist towards Mr. Nine Swords: "Mr. Nine Swords, if it really lives up to its name, I will be convinced by Cheng Tang, and I will admit defeat." After speaking, Cheng Tang picked up the big stick and walked out of the ring without looking back.