"Tang Luo, the martial arts of Tongtian Hegemony are the crystallization of my secret art pavilion's painstaking efforts for hundreds of years, and it is also the greatest foundation for the Tang clan to be able to dominate Xiling, what you said just now is disdain for the Essence Technique?" Tang Guangyu's eyes were cold, and the cold air was overflowing.

A big hat was directly placed on Tang Luo's head.

"Wow, is Tongtian Bajuan so strong?" Tang Luo smiled at him, as if admiring, "Then you come and tell me, why do I still need to fight with the Mi clan to rule the river?"

This time, even the elder Tang Hongtao, who had always maintained a peaceful face, had a sinking face, and felt that the young man's words were too much.

But Tang Luo's words were far from over, he only felt very sad, the Tang Clan's Secret Art Pavilion was obviously not a peak, but it put on a Lingyun posture.

Weakness and humility are not obstacles to progress, arrogance is. The people in the Secret Art Pavilion in front of them seemed to be extremely satisfied with the Tiantong Overlord, and felt that there was nothing to change, and they could even lie on the merit book and die of old age.

Maybe each of them was a great martial arts researcher when they were young, but when they decided that a technique was perfect, these people were no different from death.

There was no disdain in Tang Luo's firm gaze, only heaviness, which flowed on the angry faces of the Secret Art Pavilion.

"Tongtian Overlord Scroll is just a killing method matched by a Xuan Realm technique, and it is far from being the first-class in the world. ”

"I have used the martial arts of Tongtian Bajuan to compete with the disciples of Wusheng Mountain, although the palm technique used by the other party, although it is not a killing method that is compatible with the heart method, but its strength is stronger than that of Tongtian Bajuan, and I am equipped with Tongtian Jue Mental Method, but it is a tie with the battle, it can be seen. Just by talking about the palm method, there is still room for improvement in the Tongtian Hegemony Scroll, which is far from perfect. ”

Tang Luo asked himself this sentence very sincerely, a group of people who study martial arts and exercises, if they are not even willing to admit the gap, then what room for improvement is there.

But the coolest thing is people's hearts, and in layman's terms, there are fools everywhere.

"That's because you can't cultivate by yourself, what does it have to do with martial arts?" the white-bearded old man said, as if as long as he changed someone to cast it, Tongtian Overlord could easily take the Martial Saint Mountain boy.

Tang Luo glanced at the old man, and was really a little speechless: "At such an old age, can you say something about people and do some personnel, huh?"

Just now, I was proudly talking nonsense with others, can you make a face? Do you think this is a world of domination?

"Presumptuous!" The old man stood up, pointed at Tang Luo and scolded, the spiritual power of the peak of the transformation exploded, and the long beard and white hair were windless, which was very terrifying.

But Tang Luo snorted disdainfully and said, "The so-called martial arts are to defeat the strong with the weak. I have a stronger fucking spiritual power than the other party, more strength than the other party, and a faster reaction than the other party, so can I kill the other party, and whether the martial arts are good or not, does it have a fucking dime to do with it?"

Tang Luo pointed at the other party's nose and lashed out mercilessly.

"The so-called good martial arts is not that my strength is not as good as that of people, my spiritual power is not as good as that of people, and my skills are not as good as people, and I can still rely on them to win in battle, otherwise, what kind of martial arts will I practice? ”

The words that pointed directly to the origin of martial arts made the entire Secret Art Pavilion quiet.

"What a sharp mouth, the thousand-year-old heritage of the Martial Saint Mountain, their martial arts researchers are several times or even dozens of times that of my Tang Clan, the Tongtian Overlord Scroll you cast is only slightly inferior to the disciples of the Martial Saint Mountain, doesn't this show the perfection of my Tongtian Overlord Scroll?" Tang Guangyu was reluctant to let the rhythm follow Tang Luo, and immediately pointed out the key point.

"If you give me more time to study the Secret Art Pavilion, who would dare to assert that in the next thousand years, my Tang Clan's Tongtian Overlord Scroll will not be able to dominate the scene?" Tang Guangyu's face was full of pride, as if chasing the Martial Dao Holy Land was already close at hand.

Even the sect elders of the Mystic Pavilion nodded one after another, only to feel that these words were very pertinent.

Can you believe this? Guys, you haven't woken up yet.

"With all due respect, it's up to you, I'm afraid that the Tang clan will be thankful if he is not killed by the Mi clan, and he will still lead the way. Tang Luo hugged his chest and said coldly, since he was already planning to expose the bloody reality, he didn't care about face or anything.

Maybe the Tang Clan's former Secret Art Pavilion was really worthy of people's respect, but these people in front of them were far behind.

Selling fame and reputation and being self-contained, they were all blinded by the power of the Tang Clan in front of them, but they couldn't dominate in Xiling, and they still talked about catching up with and surpassing Wusheng Mountain?

But the reality is always not easy to accept, especially these Secret Art Pavilion Sect Elders who have become accustomed to being respectful of the former and backward.

"Arrogance!"

"Presumptuous!"

"What a guts!"

"There's no place for you to speak here, kneel!"

Tang Luo's words undoubtedly angered everyone in the Secret Art Pavilion, after all, what they were most proud of was the study of martial arts, and they couldn't accept such doubts in any way.

The sect elders of the Mystic Pavilion stood up one by one and looked at Tang Luo, who was speaking wildly.

It's a self-defeating one. Tang Guangyu looked at Tang Luo, who had become the opposite of the Mystic Pavilion, and his heart was happy.

Because of the momentary anger that offended the entire Secret Art Pavilion, this Tang Luo wanted to enter the Secret Art Pavilion again, and there was no door.

And Tang Luo still had that calm expression, looking at the people in front of him as nothing.

"Tang Luo. Tang Hongtao's majestic voice echoed in the lobby of the Secret Art Pavilion like thunder, like a brilliant heavenly sound.

Everyone turned their attention to the elder pavilion sitting in the middle.

"You know, just by virtue of your contemptuous words just now, I can cure you of the sin of the elder of the sect, even your father, who can't protect you. ”

Tang Luo's words just now were very excessive, as if he had completely denied the Secret Art Pavilion, and even a good-tempered person like Tang Hongtao couldn't help but speak out.

"Ge Lao Mingjian. Tang Luo bowed his hand to Tang Hongtao, of course, it was not because of cowardice.

But when he had just made up the book of the Martial Saint Mountain Bu Jingyun, the eyes of the pavilion elder who was the most quiet in this secret art pavilion were full of questions and curiosity, and at first glance, he didn't know anything about this name and work.

Maybe this pavilion elder is not a talented martial arts researcher, but there is no doubt that he is an honest person and does not hold his own identity, even if he said such excessive things, he did not directly convict himself.

Honest and loving, a good elder, worthy of respect.

"The boy was able to say this, of course, not because of a moment of anger. ”

Tang Luo fixed his gaze on Tang Guangyu's face again, and said, "Let me ask you, are you saying that the current Tongtian Hegemony Scroll move is close to perfection, and there is nothing to change, right?"

"If you say improvement, it's just a continuous increase in spiritual power output to increase power. There are indeed changes to be made. Tang Guangyu said in the direction of Tang Luo, looking at the sky with his eyes and disdainful of the person in front of him.

It's just that the words are full of ridicule, as if the summer insect can't speak of ice, and the well frog can't speak of the sea.

With a haughty appearance as if he disdained to argue with the ignorant teenager in front of him, this gesture undoubtedly made a few stinky and shameless people who hated the same enemy snoring, and a few chuckles echoed behind him.

Too lazy to bother with you, Tang Luo still looked directly at Tang Guangyu with his eyes facing the sky, and said, "Your consciousness is saying that the mortal realm moves of the Heavenly Overlord can no longer increase its power by changing its form, right?" ”

Tang Guangyu nodded confidently, fixed his eyes on Tang Luo's face and said, "That's right, the mortal-level moves of the Heavenly Hegemony Scroll have been irrevisable, and they are close to perfection!"

"So, I like your very ignorant but confident look. ”