Smack!

Seeing that Bai Yi was stupid by the pressure of his own foundation, he couldn't move. Tang Nanshuo, www.biquge.info pen "Fun" Pavilion, stepped forward, smiled and stretched out his palm, and slowly slapped half of his face three times. These three blows are actually not heavy, but they can just make one side of the former's face swollen, just for insults and lessons.

Then, with a flick of his fingers, a stream of spiritual power condensed into a golden palm, and he grabbed the frightened and trembling purple squirrel with one hand, which was extremely light.

Although Tang Nanshuo has only been building the foundation for four years, and among the foundation building monks, he is not the same, but in the face of the condensation period, he is absolutely dominant.

The purple squirrel, captured by a giant palm, floated in the air, and opposite it was an old bronze mirror that constantly emitted brilliance, as if it wanted to see some clues through the skin. It seems to be frightened, frantically struggling, to no avail...... But its small eyes showed a touch of cunning.

"Huh...... This seat took away your purple squirrel, it is your creation, you don't cherish it, you dare not be convinced...... So, then ...... Get down on your knees!"

Tang Nanshuo glanced at Bai Yi and found that the latter's pupils were red, his fists were clenched, and he was very unconvinced. At that moment, he laughed, flicked his sleeves, turned around and wanted to leave. At the same time, an even more surging Zhuji coercion, from behind him, was violently suppressed on the top of Bai Yi's head, which seemed to be light and light, but the consequences were earth-shattering, and the air was pressed out with bursts of sharp buzzes, which made people feel sour.

"Haha...... Pleasure ......"

With a loud laugh, Tang Nanshuo was extremely happy.

Click!

The floor of the mansion on the top of Xingui Mountain is very hard, but after a loud bang at this moment, it actually collapsed deeply, and the cracks spread out wildly again.

In order to completely deter Bai Yi, Tang Nanshuo's coercion has already used eight successes.

This pressure ...... Bai Yi, you must kneel!

"Senior...... It seems that this deal ...... The junior didn't agree!"

At the moment when Tang Nanshuo was about to step out of the door, a cold voice sounded behind him indifferently, neither humble nor arrogant, neither agitated. The voice seemed to be an honest vendor, bargaining with the buyer sincerely.

Hearing this, Tang Nanshuo's beard trembled, his face was displeased, this kid had already been pressed to his knees, and he dared to be so hard-mouthed. At that moment, he turned his head and tried to punish this guy with a little means.

"Hmm...... What about people...... Not true!"

When he turned his head, Bai Yi should have knelt down...... Didn't show up!

Thundered!

Before Tang Nanshuo could be vigilant, a long purple pin had already rubbed the air out of a dense spark, almost incinerating into flames...... One Punch ...... With rumbling killing intent, it bombarded head-on.

Boom!

Tang Nanshuo's pupils contracted, where did he dare to delay, hurriedly flicked his sleeves, and a strong foundation building aura formed a thick protective barrier in front of him...... This punch was too sudden.

"Hmph...... What should I be? It's actually just a mere condensation of qi cultivation, it's like hitting a stone with an egg. Look at my foundation protection, break your arm...... What the...... Not good!"

When he came back to his senses, he smiled dumbly, although this punch was magnificent, it was only a condensing breath, and it was vulnerable.

But the next breath ...... Tang Nanshuo's smile was deeply fixed on his face, and he was dumbfounded.

The foundation building defense that he was full of confidence in collapsed when he encountered the fist of condensation, and the punch of the former, like a big axe cutting down a tree, destroyed and decayed, and directly bombarded his chest.

Click!

The door of the house shattered, and in the midst of the splash of sawdust, a figure was shaken out of the air.

Pedal Pedal ......

Tang Nanshuo's back slammed open the door, and under the shock of the huge force, his footsteps kept retreating. His chest was in sharp pain, and his breath was disturbed by this punch, and even the golden abutment in the dantian was a little shaky.

Jawk-dropping!

Barely stabilizing his body, Tang Nanshuo was dumbfounded, and his mind was still being impacted by incredible madness.

He...... Unbelief!

"Idiot...... How dare you wander!"

Tang Nanshuo was just about to open his mouth to scold, when suddenly, a cold killing intent fell from the sky.

He looked up mechanically.

The scorching sun was obscured by a black shadow, which was like a meteorite falling from the sky, and it fell with a bang, without any reason.

Tang Nanshuo was embarrassed to protect his head, and in the next breath, an unforgettable sharp pain spread from his spine to his whole body, and at the same time, his body was bombarded by a huge force, his knees were unstable, and he actually fell to the ground on his knees.

Click, click!

The cracks in the ground were densely packed, spreading to a full ten zhang away. In the center of the crack, there is already a deep pit, which is shocking.

"In my life, I hate people who make me kneel at every turn!"

Bai Yi's face was indifferent, he spat at the mouth fiercely, and slowly walked towards the pit while recovering his tyrannical aura.

"Tsukiki is really extraordinary, those two punches just now are already the strongest physical attacks in my normal state. If it is Xu Liancheng's generation, if he does not die, he will be seriously injured...... This old thief turned out to be just ...... Minor injuries!"

In Bai Yi's eyes, in the middle of the deep pit, a figure with a cloak and a raging anger stood up tremblingly.

Blood Intent's estimation of his strength was correct, if it was the Qi Condensation Period, he could rely on the strength of his physical body and easily kill him...... However, in the face of the ordinary early stage of foundation building, it is not impossible to take it lightly.

Of course, if you don't hesitate to turn over your hole cards, it's a different sky.

"Boy...... You must be the heart of the inner door, right...... You and I don't interfere with river water...... It's not as good as ......."

Tang Nanshuo also calmed down at the moment, he tried his best to suppress his anger, and was ready to talk about a sentence. The latter smashed his Dao platform with two punches, and he must be a super Tianjiao, a core disciple. Behind this kind of disciple, there must be a terrifying background, and if he continues to fight evil, he will not be able to benefit from it.

Therefore, he wants to make the big things small and the small things.

However, what answered him was an incomparably cold ...... Killing Intent!

Tang Nanshuo's hairs stood on end, and it seemed that every pore was trembling vigilantly...... This killing intent is so deep and cold...... He traveled to Zhao for four years and had experienced several battles, but this kind of killing intent that seemed to be gathered from the sea of blood was the first time he had come into contact with it.

"Senior...... Do you like to identify treasures...... The sword of the younger generation has killed countless people, and even cut the strong people in the later stage of foundation building, which is annoying for you...... Also help the juniors to identify it...... Just use your ...... Blood!"

Bai Yi flicked his fingers, and a violent buzzing sound resounded across the earth. In the sky, a transparent ripple spread out. If you look closely, there is a little bit of purple in the ripples that have been cut open, like a dragon and a snake, as if it is patrolling the sky.

Purple Yang Sword!

Hearing that he had killed a strong person in the late stage of foundation building, the blood intent soul in Bai Yi's body was so angry that he couldn't come up in one breath, and he was almost wiped out.

This strong man in the later stage of foundation building is not himself, who can he be.

Bai Yi looked at Tang Nanshuo indifferently, his expression as serious as ever. If the tone is not terrifying, it is clearly a studious junior, who is sincerely asking his seniors.

"Build, build the foundation of the spirit treasure!"

The material of the Ziyang Sword is superior and very extraordinary, but this is only secondary. Inside the body of his sword, that little bit of purple light seemed to be nothing, but it made Tang Nanshuo tremble, like falling into the abyss.

He is different from other monks in the early stage of foundation building, because he has a broken treasure mirror, he has been watching the mountains and searching for treasures all year round, and he has a special sensitivity to magic weapons.